Et me first say that this is a real story, just as all of my other stories. Nothing is made up and nothing is exaggerated. Hope you enjoy it and pleas... share your thoughts in the comments It was Hubbies birthday and we decided to hold a party. We invited not only family but also swinging and non swinging friends, the swingers knew not to even think about starting anything until at least the Parents, Aunts and Uncles had left. Even then we had to be extremely careful because of our non swinging friends and c***dren. On that front we all decided that because of the ages of the c***dren, at the appropriate time in the evening once the non swingers had left, we would start slowly. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't that fair Helen on the end?"I nodded. "I'm here. Seems only fair." Are you sure?" he asked with clear concern in his eyes. "If you'd like, I can do my best to avoid-" No, no," I waved him off, though I took a deep breath to calm myself. "I know what I'm getting into here. Tonight is all in good fun."Jaron grinned and clapped me on the shoulder. "Sure is. Isn't this the greatest fucking idea ever?"Bert chuckled, surveying the girls. And in a totally mellowed. All of the writing was done in a yellow reflective paint that showed up when light hit it just right. They were way past obnoxious.When I was throwing the extra-large ones to Martin and Joel, I joked, "I am glad I am wearing these really dark shades or the shirts would blind me for sure. Oh, we got to wear jeans only."Like we were going to wear anything else! It was freezing outside, according to the temp for D.C. on my phone. Who was going to be wearing shorts or dress clothes on school.