"Horny little bastards," I thought to myself, "if only they knew what amazing surprise is hidden under that skirt."Rebecca has booked us lunch at a "q...iet, dark little restaurant where we can talk in peace," she told me. "I hope you don't have to be back too quickly, we have a lot to discuss." Oh no. Firstly, I have already introduced you as a business colleague, so I can always claim that we were actually discussing business. And secondly, I don't think any of those guys could fault me for. They were now alone in the changing rooms. They were talking then Damien pulled off his shirt and straight away Kurt had to look away coz straight away he got those sexy feelings in his dick. He had to take a quick glance though. Damien looked absolutely gorgeous. Smooth slim hard body. Then he took off his shorts and his jock and he caught Kurt checking out his dick. Kurt just had to look at it, just one quick glance.Damien gave Kurt an intense look.“I just saw you checking out my. There were six guns, all in all, from a .22 target rifle to a monsterous .458 caliber elephant gun. No pistols, only rifles. And ammo, all kinds of ammo. Old looking stuff, in crumbling boxes, but ammo out the wazoo. Shit, Clipper thought. How are we gonna carry all this crap? Shit.In the end, they put the .22, the elephant gun and one other gun back in the hole, and replaced the lid as best they could, attempting to keep it hidden. They’d come back through here and get them eventually.Dylan. It was a natural display of swingers’ familiarity. They gave me a glass of white wine and then sat me down to explain the proceedings for the night.The men had been invited to come at nine pm. Claire had managed to arrange for eighteen guys to come but cautioned that sometimes there were some no-shows. Nick would also participate and start things off. She would play around on the fringes, sucking the guys and letting them have a stab in her while they waited for their turn. The important thing.