Now reading all these "loving wives" stories, I began to wonder if I was so holier than thou, better than all those schmucks in the stories who also t...ought that nothing was wrong with their marriage, until they saw their slut wife pull a train at the ten year high school reunion.We professed out love to each other daily. Sure the sex had dwindled and she never really had a high sex drive to begin with, but we were happy!I just couldn't stop reading those stories and each elaborate plan got. This was about 10.30pm after a few hours steady sipping. She was feeling no pain and dropped a bombshell when she told the others that she had wanted to shag Sam, her brother, for over twenty years. The silence was deafening and the other three thought that they had misheard her "secret" until she repeated again what she had quite clearly said. It had arisen in a past conversation that Sam and Jo had swung before but Peter and Pam were swinging virgins, which made Pam's disclosure all the more. I wanted so badly to be fucked like a dirty whore right there in Michael’s bedroom. I knew he was watching this all take place and I wondered if he liked what he saw in his precious little sissy. I hoped so. With Daniel unable to maintain his erection long enough to slip inside of me, he resorted to using his sausage-like finger in my ass. As he fingered my hole, Mark repositioned himself and was now standing in front of me on the bed. I figured he was about to cum but he launched prematurely. Jorge spoke again: ‘Are you okay, beauty?’ ‘What?’ Kelly said, ‘What did you call me?’ ‘Beauty!’ Jorge said. ‘Why?’ she asked softly. He laughed a small laugh and said: ‘Because you are!’ ‘Ohh,’ she said, and let out an involuntary sob. ‘What?’ Jorge said, ‘Tell me!’ ‘It’s nothing,’ she said, trying to shake it off. ‘Beauty, talk to Jorge,’ he said and she realized that she was going to do what he wanted her. She couldn’t decide what kind of effect he was having but knew it was working on her..