Again, why don’t you and Mallory talk to someone else?”I sat down leaving Joel and Mallory facing John. John was an inch taller than I with a musc...lar build also. Mallory was looking at him with interest. John never glanced her way keeping his attention on Joel. I knew the signs. John was ready to defend himself.I knew that wouldn’t be popular with Mallory. While all three of our ladies were a little bit better looking than Mallory, she did have her assets visible. She was tanned evenly. I expected my desire for her to cool after awhile. You know it always does, doesn't it? You're hot for a woman at first, can't get enough of her, and then after a period, the excitement wanes. But it was not that way with Mom. Each time we made love, it was like the first time. I couldn't get enough of seeing her take me in her mouth, looking into her eyes as she guided my dick into her, and watching her as she put her ass up for me to take it.The gang finally assembled, and we all got together. Thus, this owner had an idea to charge those singles a hefty membership for what became, quite literally, a brothel. The owner's idea was to recruit from the wilder swinger females, who, as stated, were almost all married. Think it was a Wednesday night event, at first. He did find 4 swinger females for that first night. However, I believe there were over 30 guys who had signed up for the service. Those guys all showed up for that first night, maybe even a few beyond the initial 30. The girls. “Yeah!” Her voice was encouraging, and totally erotic.“Oh, Marilyn.” He loved her so. He wanted her so, to bury himself in her depths, but -- before that -- to have her writhe in his sight. He got a finger between her labia to stroke that smoothness. He wanted to taste it, too, but he shouldn’t hurry. She’d taken all those risks to get them time. He started a slow path of kisses down her torso.When he reached her mound, he was in quite the wrong position. He stopped everything to get between.