Life was great, good job, loving wife, and great sex. Neither one of us was a virgin when we married. So I was very surprised when she started on this...‘fantasy’ thing.I slept on the couch for about a week and finally had enough. I confronted Cathy with what was fueling my anger and stated that I was going to look for another apartment until she got her head out of her ass and told me where the swinging or sharing ideas came from.That really did not go over well, Cathy sat down hard on the couch. It was still hanging down my pan tleg at this time, but starting to stand out as I thought about what was going to happen, (hopefully).As I tented out my pant leg I finally had to "re-arrange" things before I started poking the grandma standing next to me, so I pulled my cock up so that it was standing almost straight up along side my zipper. This actually allowed me to move in closer the the gal and I could feel her ass pushing against the underside of my cock head. I started pushing against. Even if he didn't blow a lid, even if he didn't call the cops, it would be mom and dad who would be hurt the most. I can't do that, my life from then on would truly be hell" moaned Jordan.Sebastian agreed. It was very likely Tresman would call the cops and it would be their father that would jail her in her room till she was able to move out of the house at 18."Well I guess you made your decision. Spend the night with each of them. Shit, they'll probably just last a few minutes with you.". .?" Difficulty "I don't understand this fucking business!" Despair "Fucked again..." Pleasure "I fucking couldn't be happier." Displeasure "What the fuck is going on here?" Lost "Where the fuck are we." Disbelief "UNFUCKING BELIEVABLE!" Retaliation "Up your fucking ass!" Denial "I didn't fucking do it." Perplexity "I know fuck all about it." Apathy "Who really gives a fuck, anyhow?" Greetings "How the fuck are ya?" Suspicion "Who the fuck are you?" Panic .