"He looked at me, trying to discern what I might be talking about. "Is this one of those stories you've been saving for me?"There are a few stories - ... few incidents from my childhood - that I've kept secret from John. In fact, there are some that he still doesn't know about. He asked me to hold some of them back and share them slowly over the course of our lives together.This was one of them.I sat up, crossed my legs and held onto my ankles, balancing myself on the bed and tossing my ponytail. I put on some traipsing clothes including buckling on a holster for my Glock. I had seen coyotes and one snake. I found the likelihood of seeing something unfriendly increased dramatically when I was unarmed.Thirty-two minutes after her call, Dollars drove up and parked behind my truck. I met her at the door. I took the sack and kissed her as she came inside. Ben was waiting in the kitchen. I set the sack on the kitchen table and seated her. Then, I poured coffee. I had creamer and sugar and. Oh and he is really hot. The first dogging adventure they were only allowed to watch. They could masturbate while watching us just no joining in the first time. My husband does have 3 rules. 1) I must be naked when ever I suck cock. 2) No fucking unless my husband is there to watch. Or he has met the guy and approves giving his permission. Anything else goes if my husband is not there. Sucking, licking, fingers and toys. 3) Only my husband gets to fuck my ass…..His rule Dogging adventures are. “Your thingy got bigger after I ran into you”.“Drop it Sis; you’re not old enough to be talking about it, and stop calling it a thingy”.“What’s it called?”“It’s called a Penis”.“Is your Penis swollen because I hurt it?”“Yes, now please go back to your room and stop talking about it”.An hour later it was dinner time and when I went down to eat, no one was around and nothing was put out to eat. I began searching the house and heard voices coming from the basement.“John, this isn’t right. She.