I say 'sort of', because Abigail still joins Judy and me on occasion. She was not interested in anything else related to swinging.I have yet to figure...out my wife, which is probably as it should be. We never exclude her, but she sometimes goes out of her way to ensure that Judy and I get time alone. I asked her about it once, and she wouldn't answer.The closest thing to an answer I ever got occurred on the anniversary of my wife's accident. She was desperate to get to bed and then to fuck every. In the high school yearbook of the Ashland High School grizzlies, class of 1995, was a picture of the Varsity cheerleaders at a football game. At the top of the pyramid, balanced on the hands of another young woman, was Lindy Graham. She was beautiful, great smile, blonde over blue, as Billy Joel put it. Nice hips and legs in a typical cheerleading skirt and sweater, stretched to bursting by what appeared to be lovely breasts. The picture next to it showed the same group of young women in a. Your hand was on my pussy caressing me to orgasm in my panties. Then I watched you stroke your cock as you sniffed them and tasted my juices. Mmmmmm you're so sexy.While I am lathering my body in the shower my hand rubs over my naked pussy. My, how you loved the look of my fat lips and how wet you got me. Oh baby, my desires are waking up. I want you again. I want to be filled by your hardness to feel that velvety smooth skin sliding in and out of my wet pussy, to feel your lips softly take my. (Party Boy didn't back down from a challenge - but if I did then she would have a very quick result and my reputation would be shot to pieces)She called a taxi to her home, I followed like a dog on heat. What the hell, we would both deny it on Monday!in the cab, she teased me, rubbing my leg with her bare foot, stroking my hard cock through my jeans, pulling off her panties and stuffing them in my cost pocket, whispering that she was wet and wanted me to make sure her wetness did not go to.