There were nights that I would ask her to drive us home so I could see how much other men affected her by running my hand up her leg and feeling her w...t panties and open almost gaping cunt.The people we gathered with were not swingers as they were people from work and those in the neighborhood who would get together to eat, drink and dance. On occasion we would hear of short affairs and we all would flirt with each other’s wives even knowing that it served no purpose than to heat the wife’s and. ’ He saw that she had won over Britta now, not an easy task in such a short time. Of course, it was easy to see that dogs were a good topic with her, since she had pictures of her terriers everywhere. But how did she know that I was interested in music? he thought. Far as he could tell there were no clues visible. Maybe she was psychic. Marie was big, too. Not fat like Ho, but big enough to feel fat or not feel fat, depending. Her hair was as black as her lipstick and nail polish. She had a. My mind was blazing with fury, and I wanted to scream at him for being an asshole, and not telling me the truth. However, all I did was smile and ask Why? His response? You wouldnt have came if I told you. For some completely stupid reason, I listened to that, and hopped the fence with his support. He told me he wanted to do it here. I was beyond bewildered. I wanted to go home. I wanted to leave SO badly. But I didnt. And then he kissed me. It was game over. My body had completely surrendered,. ' Her mind was racing. 'Jesus, how did he taste? Was his musk heady? Was he clean, without any sexually transmitted disease? Did he have a curved cock or a straight one? Was he cut or uncut?' Leigh felt herself growing wet and hoped she wouldn't spot the chair she was sitting in, or worse, her dress. Thank God it was black. Michael, she thought, God, what was Michael up to?A surge of relief surged through her as she grasped the fact that Michael was still caught up in his forthcoming seminar.