Greg was getting laid all the time by his attentive malepartner. Why did he get to have all the fun? Why must I suffer becauseof principle? What if Ch...is rejected me?I went over to the bed dressed in my black underwear and sat on the bednext to him. "Jill?" Chris wondered."No," I replied."What's wrong?" Chris asked."I have been denying myself too long. I want to go all the way," I saidto him."You sure?" Chris asked concerned for my slipping sanity."Yeah," I said and then peeled away his boxer. I saw that Michelle was leaving the backyard to come into the house so I pulled my swimming trunks back up, just in case she came into my bedroom. The girls had put their street clothes and purses in my bedroom, and I thought that she might come to get something out of her purse. Michelle knocked on the door of my bedroom and I let her in. She didn’t go for her purse, but instead started up a conversation with me. She asked me why I had left the backyard. I told her the truth, that I was. She gripped him and it was as if he were gripped by a shimmering energy that coursed through his body. His hands stole out from him and slipped her panties from her hips, showing him her slight patch of hair which he could see she trimmed neatly. The panties dropped to the floor were kicked aside as they stood naked before each other. He gazed at her bountiful breasts with an admiration and longing that made his mouth go dry. He put his arms around her and kissed her again, their nude bodies. I suppose that in the back of my mind I figured someone was laying her during my absences - she was a very sexual person - no way was she going to go without for long periods of time. Was an orgy the accepted thing to do when Roger went away on business trips?I hit the stop button and ejected the tape and then went to the den where we have a double VCR set up and I copied the tape. That took a little more than a half an hour and when it was done I went back to the bedroom to put the tape back.