My husband and I were now three years into our marriage and we lived in a small apartment as we saved to buy a house and have a few kids. Brad had got...en accepted to a great school at the last minute in the city but couldn't get housing as he was put on a waiting list. As soon as my husband heard he of course offered our small couch as a place to stay during the week at least. Brad had stayed over many times but felt bad, as this was a big imposition in his mind. My husband of course dismissed. When the time came, she slipped out of the tub. I started to rise, but she pressed me back down with one hand on my shoulder, and the index finger of her other hand pressed to my lips. “Not one word, lover,” she whispered. She dried herself off with a white fluffy towel, and then slipped on her black shift. She slid her undergarments into her purse with a naughty smile. “I hope I don’t have to explain this,” she grinned. And then she was out the door. It was another ten. Rachel moved under the desk, and Dr. Syygo slid towards her, looking normal in appearance, except for the lust gleaming in his eye. When his eyes rolled back in his head, I knew Rachel was giving him his blow job. I was very tempted to just walk in now, but I thought I should give Rachel a few seconds to fully capture him. After a count to ten, I gave the light, quick, casual knock universally recognized as someone familiar coming in. I kept my head down, pretending to read my papers, giving. “so are we gonna swap men tonight or are you gonna be a chicken?” asked Amy. “I’ll do it” my mom said after awhile. “ohhhh yay this is going to be fun!” Amy laughed. I nervously tip toed back into the house, my hear beating fast. What had I just heard? Could this be real? Were the two couples going to have sex with the other partner in front of each other? I knew I would have to spy on them that night. That night finally arrived and we all went to a fancy dinner, where everyone was sure to chug.