The key to any successful relationship is communication, but Abigail and Mike were both young and both found talking about intimacy was embarrassing. ...n previous relationships, Mike had been sexually active. In fact, that was the principal 'raison d'etre' of the relationships he had sought and cultivated prior to meeting Abigail. Now, however, he was in a relationship that began on an intellectual plane, and although their emotions were involved, it remained largely on an intellectual. Between us, though, despite many successful hunts, there had been no hint that he was interested in me in a sexual way, nor had I ever considered him as a sexual partner, although I think both of us had had a few same sex experiences in our youth. We had just shared our women. And then after college, kept in contact, but until the last couple of months when I had moved back to my native city, not really had the pleasure of his company. Claire and he had been together for 6 months, whereas Mary. But now it was just my uncle and me and I started to feel as if I was gay, seeing everyone in the room watching me with my legs spread and a cock up my ass. I looked at my mother as she was watching me get fucked, her hand working furiously on Brian’s stiff cock. My aunt was kneeling next to us sticking her tongue in my uncle’s mouth as they moaned together. My sister had found a new pussy to play with as she licked Lisa. Lisa was sitting up and moaning as she lightly pulled on my sister’s. " "Why?" I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Because you look like you could use one." "Not really," she said with a tinge of sarcasm. "Enjoy your drink," I said and left her alone. This time she watched as I took a dip in the ocean. Dinner time was like Happy Hour at my restaurants. It was as much to socialize as to eat. I met people from all over, Europe, Asia, Canada, and of course the United States. People had many stories to tell and many lifestyles to live. I met lesbian couples and gay.