"I will be there in an hour, after I shower."I shower thinking about Barb's soft hands all over my body. My cock gets hard thinking of her touch. The ...ay she strokes it everytime she touches it. I want her hands on me again.I finish my shower and walk out the door in fifteen minutes later. I look at my two vehicles. Barb has seen my truck but not with the new tires. I think maybe the Celica might get more attention. The Celica may have a few years on it, however it is in perfect condition.I. We go back upstairs and the usual dinnertime buzz is starting but I'm in another place. It's almost excruciating to say and do what I've been saying and doing for years. I want to talk to AJ. I want to be with AJ. I want to touch AJ. Finally there's a moment where we're alone in the kitchen. "AJ we have to talk about all this."He comes up to me and says "sure mom but I'd rather kiss you". His lips are on me and I'm sparked by his tongue but I pull back."AJ please, I want to kiss you too but. She made me walk for half an hour as she watched from a high backedchair enjoying her complete power over me."Right! I ve had a hard week and need some release, sit where I amsitting!"I perched on the seat with my legs held tightly together by the skirt ,the corsetry and corselet making me sit up straight, my heels togetherto one side, "Put you hands on you lap and keep them there, you will nowpleasure me with your tongue, the only part of you to touch me will beyour lips and tongue!.She undid. We did this each week. The club, almost 200 miles from our home was owned by close friends, not just fellow swingers.Jim and Phyllis had run the club for almost 20 years. They had been 'In The Lifestyle' most their wedded lives. The 'CLUB' was their home. Almost 4,000 sq ft, tri level home in the country of a small southwest Michigan community. Six bedrooms, dance floor, bar, huge hot tub, nice kitchen, DJ, all the amenities of a good club. Now, there's two typical types of swing clubs, 'on'.