Is your apartment clean – I mean, you know, Corona-clean?”“This place has been Lysoled, Clorox-wiped, sanitized and cleaned like crazy; word’s...out, so no virus or bacteria will come within a mile of it. It’s never been cleaner. Still, why take the chance?”“I just need some company…”She sounds sad. Sad, lonely, and a little scared, to be honest, as much as bored. In other words, she sounds like I feel. I hurt for her.“Jen, you know us. If you come over we’ll end up fucking, and although I’m. On one of the tables was three glasses of champagne Framboise, the fresh red raspberries in the drink matched almost perfectly to her nail color.We approached the table and I handed her a glass. Then I picked up another and right on cue Tony walked into the showroom from the office. I handed him the glass and picked up the final drink. Tony is a friend of mine who I met through my swinging activities and he has always pleased the ladies. He is handsome and fit. A really good looking Italian guy. “Shit,” he exclaimed as he sat up. “Your brother’s going to be home soon.”Her voice sad, and a pout on her face, she said, “Oh, damn. You’re right.”“Damn it,” he muttered under his breath. Ignoring the now cold and clammy evidence of what he’d done, he slid out of the bed and began gathering up his clothes.As he hastily dressed, Gina lounged naked on the bed, giggling and watching him. She let out a quiet moan of disappointment when he pulled up his boxers, covering his still sensitive cock.. "Thought you were going to do laundry and wash Lorene's slip," I said. "Oh, I intend to, but thought I might try to get it a bit dirtier first...and besides, she has so many others I want to try," she replied. "From what I hear, you're pretty good at getting Lore's things good and dirty, aren't you young man?" Feeling confident in my ability to hold her off, I moved close to her and caressed her thighs with the silky slip. "You were jerking with my panty and this slip earlier, weren't you.