*** The fight Elle had with Ben brought them even closer and the next three months passed by like a dream for her. She went to work during the day and...spent her nights in Ben’s arms. Halloween was around the corner and the three planned to go trick-or-treat together. Elle had bought some poinsettias and English primroses and they were thriving in the flower pots in her balcony and she planned to plant them on the weekend after. Karen was also making excellent progress with her therapy and. Doyou know where my hand is while I’m talking to you,Craig?” I heard a sniffing sound, then a soft giggle.“My finger smells like tuna fish.”I could’ve shit my pants when I heard that.“And my finger is wet,” she told me. “It feels like Ijust peed on it. Oooh, it’s _still_ wet down there.I’m touching my pussy again, Craig, rubbing my fingerup and down my crack. I don’t have any panties on, andI’m pretending that it’s. 'I don't need those.' she said. 'I have no intention of going anywhere!'He looked down at the twenty five-year-old on his arm, so self-contained. 'We'll see' was all he said.The great door opened and there was Jen to welcome them. As the doors shut behind them Kim heard some giggling and from behind a screen came some half dozen girls, all identically dressed in little bolero jackets caught with a single large button in the centre and little multi pleated skirts which finished well above their. Six years ago, my wife and I ventured to a couples club in Austin, Texas. We’d always been curious about the possibility of introducing a third person into our bedroom or possibly even swapping partners with another attractive couple. Our foray to the “on-premise” couples club reinforced our curiosity and before long, we had established a close circle of four couples we “swung” with. When possible, we’d host couples parties at our house. To outsider’s, these get-togethers appeared to be.