By hiding yourself away from the world you're not really giving yourself a chance to experience the kinds of events that shape us as people." I know. ...I turned forty a couple of years back, though. Don't you think by the time you reach that kind of age you're pretty set?" No. Not really. Anyway, you're an exceptional case. You've had to build a new life for yourself as a completely different person. That person has to develop beyond what you were. You're not letting her live that life." I. “I learned he was submissive our first night together. What do men always want from us?”“To fuck us, of course.”“That’s right, Rochelle, but I had to take the lead—undressing him and myself then actually pushing him onto the bed. I took the top, rubbing his spongy cock head into my wet slit before taking him deep into my core. He didn’t last too long the first time, but that was okay. Once we were done, I sidled up to straddle his face where I told him to eat me out—to clean me and to eat. You expect, hope to find him there, but he isn’t.You see three doors there, the men’s, the ladies and the mother’s room. You hear a noise from the mother’s room and see the engaged sign on the lock move to vacant. You stand there still, watching the door, but nothing happens.Tentatively you push the door open, “Hello, everything ok? Anybody here.” There’s no answer, ‘nobody here, oh well, I’ll clean up now,’ you tell your self.You lock the door out of habit and go to the mirror counter where. There were a handful of single guys that worked there. We knew it was a swingers club. We didn't realize how open it was. The reasons we went here. My wife had a couple of affairs years ago. She denied it. I knew she did. She was very good in bed. She could suck my dick slow, fast or hard. She would gag as she tried deep throat and moan and swallow my load. She was wet and tight. Eating her pussy, you could feel her cum on your tongue. Hot fucking. She was horny. She would fuck missionary. On.