Brenda had a little, quiet smile on her lips. She seemed shy as a mouse. Janice asked if anyone wanted something to drink. She had some Zinfandel open...if we wanted some wine. Or she could make some coffee. And there were other things in the fridge. Brenda got up and went to the refrigerator and got a soda. I wasn't really watching, but out of the corner of my eye I saw her give the can a shake. What was up with that? Then she opened it and, of course, sprayed all over her blouse. "Oh hell. I'm. She drank coffee and I switched to beers. She finally said "Have you noticed any difference?" I said "Certainly! Loads of pubs have closed, and office blocks are now apartments, and the traffic is ridiculous!" She'd kicked her shoe off, and under the table, her toes now stroked my groin. "What else?"I didn't say anything but looked at her chest.She had shacked up with a guy with plenty of money. Unlike me, he hadn't been fascinated with her small breasts, and paid for bigger ones. Much bigger. She gave it a nice feel, then went on to Jeff and felt his. Her hand opened and she stepped back, looked at me and asked, "Are you sure about this, John, that it's something you want to do?"I nodded and she quickly added, "I have never been so hot and turned-on in all my life. Yes, yes, let's do it."She really said it, Karen wants us to swap with these couples, do a sexual swap. I just really never thought she'd ever agree."Okay, let's put the names of the four guys in a hat, we can use Kevin's. She took a ice cube in her lips and started kissing me. We lip locked with the ice cube, it was a brilliant moment. We both ware smooching for about 10 minutes, I wanted it to stay for little more but my queen had other ideas. All this while she was leaning over me, suddenly I felt som pain on my chest. She is actually putting clips on my man nipple, but still I could endure the pain.Then suddenly she spoke in a cold tone “Ab jo teri bachpan se khawish thi aabhi woh puri hogi”. Yeh bol ke woh.