They were swingers. But more than that, they were pretty into …um…have you heard of BDSM?’ I nodded. ‘My dad was a submissive. My mom was, it�...�s called a switch? Sometimes dominant, sometimes submissive. They were pretty open about it, very ‘anything goes’. When mom wanted to be dominated they had some ‘special friends’ who used to come over and do that for her. Or for her and dad. They liked all the cliché stuff – leather, bondage, whips, you name it. We had some of all that in the basement.. Both always dressed in a skirt that was knee length and a long sleeve, white button up shirt. Underneath their skirts they always wore a white or dark blue half-slip and pantyhose. I never got a good glimpse under their shirts but figured they wore a plane white bra because I could never make anything out through the white shirt.During our Thursday production meeting Akari and Hani were to present their fertility d**g delivery method to the nanobots. Kerri, Akari and Kerri were sitting around. “Mmm, I do love getting my pussy fucked, and sucking cock,” Cheryl added as she ran her hands over the chest of one of the young studs.“And do you swallow?” The other stud asked as he moved behind my wife, groping her ass first, then running his hands up over her ass and around her sides to fondle her tits.“Oh, but of course, sweetie,” Cheryl answered in a lusty voice, her hands reaching for his belt to undo his slacks. As she undid hi pants she moved to her knees as she pushed his slacks and. " She watched the surprise show on my face. "Kind of a private Officers' Wives' Club." Oh!" I considered for a long moment. "Did your husbands know?"She paused, studied me quietly, possibly deciding what to tell me. "Of course. We have all swung together sometimes."Now it was my turn to hesitate and study her. I was, quite frankly, stunned at this turn of conversation. She appeared to be older than I, perhaps over 60, and very smartly if casually dressed. Her slim figure was complimented by a.