His body was like a picture of male perfection with his masculine features, he was fit in all the right places. I wondered if he was a male model in a...other life, I bet he even posed nude for a classroom full of female art students over at Oxford before becoming a stripper. He placed my hands onto his fit chest before letting them slide to his toned abs. I ran my hands up and down his frontal body as he took off his shoes and then his pants. Things got hot when he teased me by pulling down the. ” I paused and looked around, unable to distinguish who had called me and not immediately recognising the voice above the cacophony of sounds around me. I then spotted an arm waving and noticed Miss Bush in the cafeteria queue beckoning me over. Thoughts of that involuntary erection flashed through my mind and triggered inner embarrassment, but I went over to her anyway. “Join me for and ice-cream Tobias,” she invited. I smiled and accepted. Miss Bush looked totally gorgeous in a pale lemon. So, as luck would have it, Betty and I managed to hook up and so did my wife and Bob. Everything was consensual.Danny didn’t say anything about her hook up with Bob and I certainly didn’t say anything about my experience with Betty. A few days after our wife swap, Danny and I had one of the most intense love-making sessions since we'd met.As we lay naked afterwards, Danny asked,“What if we had an orgy?”Her question totally caught me off guard.“An orgy?” I had to be sure I'd heard Danny. He’d die, there’s nowhere for him to go. It was my fault, not his, and he was a true gentleman about it when I let him know.Words wouldn’t be enough. I leaped out of the chair and got to the door just before him, and blocked it with my body. “Stop!” I said; it’s one of the words he knows. Dammit, I could have just said that before and not reacted like a frantic virgin.I persuaded him to come back to his chair with me, and sat him down and undid his vest and took it off him. Then I picked up the.