We all got along well and for the most part there was no discord on the upkeep of our apartment. I was still seeing Chelsea, the girl that I went to K...y West with and she was also a common fixture around the apartment. While there was nothing going on with Sheri and me, Chelsea was starting to build up a bit of jealously towards her. It wasn't anything extreme; I suppose reasonably enough Chelsea complained that we never seemed to do anything without Sheri coming along. If it were one of my. At seven, her parents were of, telling us to be good and all of that."What does she think, we are ten? You're almost twenty and I'm almost nineteen! Oh, man, we have to invite over a bunch of dudes and have an unprotected orgy..."She said this loudly so her mother could hear."Don't get smart with me. We're leaving."With that, they left, and I watched her father's ass as her walked behind his wife.Jessie stood, and grabbed a movie off one of the shelves next to the TV, and put it in."I watched. I could tell my wife was quite taken with him. His wife he explained was taking a nap after a long day of shopping, she apparently loved her clothes and this day she had saw a new swimming costume that she must have. To my ears it was a pleasant conversation but no more. To my wife, as she would later tell me, she was fantasizing that it was her he was talking about. My wife and I don't have secrets and have been swinging on and off over the years, so this was no shock to me. What was a shock. I guess I'll never get into her pants. She did flash her panties at me one summer day...but I'm not a thong man. I pointed at my dick.. pushed my hips like I was pumping her ass. We both smiled and went our way. Here's the point... late one night we played “Who would you Screw” about the subs working on our bathroom. She said Evan..... Evan was standing with us in the basement.. he did the tile. A couple of years ago we had a bunch of break-ins in the neighborhood and I decided to load up.