"Arlene grabbed up a pillow and tossed it at her sister-wife. "You know what I mean," she said to her husband, as Joyce stuck her tongue out at her."H...'ll be waiting for you at seven when Kayla and Art go in." I guess I need to start running with you in the mornings, huh?" the young wife asked, unenthusiastically. "Running on the treadmill is one thing, but I'm sure that in the cold and on that mountain road at four in the morning, running is something altogether different."Jeff grabbed her and. She was so wet already. He smoothed what was there back through her lips with a finger. The finger paused on top of her clit. Her hands had been lying on his forearms and she gripped them. Still he did not move his hand. That’s when she let the back of her head rest against his chest. One of her hands physically pushed his arm downward so that the flesh of her weeping pussy was in his warm palm. He drew his hand over it, stroking her--once, twice, then again. And, she moved her hips, showing. Believing he didn’t know what he was saying; Melissa decided it was time to switch to English. She asked, “Old ladies?”“I have a bunch of elderly neighbors. We help each other out. One of them packed my lunch for me this morning,” Jack answered knowing that his situation sounded crazy.“What do you do for them?” Melissa asked thinking that it was rather unusual for neighbor ladies to be packing someone a lunch.“I mow their lawns, repair things around the house, and lend my muscles when they need. Everything except swap wives. And I had fantasized about that!The k**s were in bed by 9 and at 10 we were in the den laughing and telling stories. Jenny was a little flirtatious and kept touching my arm. My wife kept a minimally jealous eye on her as we had all had a lot of wine with dinner and had just opened a third bottle."Oh, man, that's the end of the good blue cheese..." said Todd, disappointed. He looked down at the tray in a wistful way."Oh, we have more in the fridge.." I said. "Honey,.