Miriam beamed and all but leapt off the bed. In the throes of passion it had completely slipped her notice that Bridget was still clothed from the wai...t down, so now she raced to kneel on the floor behind Bridget, whose elbows now rested on the desk as she proudly thrust out her behind. Excitedly, Miriam hooked her fingers into the elasticated waistband of Bridgets bottoms and, deliberately slowly, began to pull them down, savouring the sight of them sliding down to reveal Bridgets broad, pale. Fuck it!Me: “Jess, do you understand?”Jess, snapping back to reality: “Yes.”I opened the swinger website we had just deleted her account from, and began to setup a new couples account. Jess looked at me in horror. Me: “What’s wrong, dear?” I said this derogatorily.Jess: “Why are we setting up an account here?” She asked this with much concern in her voice.Me: “Because I want all those men you’ve fucked from this site to see you’re still here, but with your husband now. If they knew you were. I was sure she would feel better about it once she finally told me but after three days Nena had still not spoken to me. I was starting to get a bit worried that perhaps it had been a bad idea after all. That third night I recall walking past her room and hearing her on the phone. I am not sure who she was speaking with but she sounded depressed. "I would like but I am not ready," I heard her say. I sighed and went to my room. Maybe I should talk to her again I thought. Hours later she finally. Bill brought his laptop in from the truck and Susan didn't have a problem working with the forms on the computer. She was mystified when he downloaded the files and he explained that he had a wireless connection.Mandy had joined them, in a pair of lose jeans, and objected to the statement. "We don't have a wireless internet connection." Well, I do at my place," Bill asserted."Fine, but that's not here," Mandy retorted.Bill looked at Susan and smiled. "I see what you mean about challenging," he.