I was only a slut by repute, but I was actually far too stuck-up for my own good ... I missed out on some good times. I wish that I was a slut back th...n ... your slut. Now I can be! A porn star, too! I’m yours, honey. Your wife wants ... she wants us ... and Mariamne, to be your three main loves, with the others on the side, of course,” Alicia explained now to my complete shock.“Hence the earlier reference to more than two ... you were dropping hints, weren’t you, babe?” I asked my loving. I piped up and said, ‘Look we have nothing to be ashamed about. I enjoyed fucking with Donna, I’m sure just as much as you and Jeff enjoyed fucking each other. So let’s not start fucking around on the other, but agree to our swapping husbands and wives openly. We need to be respectful of the other person, and make arrangements ahead of time.”“That was the start of it all,” he explained.“So how did it all go?”“You sure you want to hear all of this?”“I sure do!” Vicky’s said, her pussy growing. I sighed softly and opened my eyes and looked up at him."I'd better go," he whispered. "My dog is probably starving to death."He bent down and kissed me once more. I wrapped my arms around his broad back and hugged him."Thank you for a great night, Ben." No. Thank you, Benji."I pulled away from Ben and stepped back. He gave me a big smile as he opened the door and left.When I went to bed that night, I had pleasant dreams about riding on his motorcycle, touching him and kissing him. I slept. I went to work on myboyish face: a bit of foundation, some eye liner and lip gloss were thelimits of my expertise. Then the wig, a cute layered shag that instantlytransformed me into a pretty girl.My heart was racing as I hurried back into the bedroom to put on mydress. I had to step into it, sliding the straps up over my shoulders,and it took me a few tries before I was able to tie them behind my neckin a bow. The final challenge: I picked up the two small nerf balls I'dbrought and tucked.