I don't have the biggest cock but I think it would satisfy her. I had to rest the book on my lap to conceal the erection. Suddenly Chelsea jumped fro... off the machine and lost her balance and started falling forward toward the floor. I launched myself out of the chair just in time to cath her in my arms. I was surprised by how light she was, but could not help exploiting the incident by smelling her hair which was lightly perfumed. But my act had revealed my little secret and the bulge was on. This was a bikini, the cups simple triangles that exposed the creamy upper curves of her breasts. The bottom was narrow and high-cut, exposing her thighs and hips, and it didn't cover all of her buttocks. "What happened to the black suit?" I asked in surprise. "I wore that for two whole days," she said as if in surprise. "You don't expect me to wear the same suit forever do you?" "I guess not," I said. "It's a bit...small, isn't it?" "Mr. Paul!" she protested. "Don't be an old fogey. This. She had been listening to older women chatting at the hairdressers about wife swapping and had been turned on by it. She eagerly told me all the gory details that she had heard and seeing that I was turned on as well, asked me if we should try it. Well the thought of being able to get my hands on lot’s of other women seamed a great idea. I hadn’t really thought about how I would feel seeing Helen with another man but my lust was up and all I could think of was all the fucking that I could be. Well we probabaly ought to go look for art first since thats next." I said grabbing her hand and pulling her gently towards the right directionshe followed me her hand in mine"so sarah how long have you been here?"after thinking about it I replied" about a year now." I stop as we arrive in front of the dormant art room and point at the rather erotic but descreetly censored paintign of a tall thin and well fulfilled women adn a small thin perfectly proportioned girl makeing love" I did that.