..and indeed he never said a word the next day BUT three days later he was at work and he sent a text and a link for me to look at. It was the websit... of an adult swingers club, not far from our home. I was shocked, but I read the stuff about swinging and the fact that it all seemed to be controlled by the women saying yes or no, and not the men. I gave the club a ring and the woman I spoke to was lovely. She was reassuring, and she explained the nice friendly atmosphere, the lack of pressure,. Little machine-gun squeals snuck from her throat as her orgasm consumed her, and I felt her body slowly relaxing as her breathing became regular again.“You okay?” I asked rhetorically, to which she nodded her head against my chest. She pulled back from me unsteadily, a half smile gracing her mouth and eyes.“What have we gotten ourselves into,” she said, equally rhetorically. “Let's find out,” I said.We proceeded to the bed, and Leslie turned on her back, pulling her legs apart to expose her. Now as he was hiding in the closet after hearing the door shut he wished he'd been more careful. How could he be so stupid he should have checked for cars before he went in, she must have just been out for a jog. He tried to control his breathing as he thought of a way out listening to the foot steps as they came up the stairs. Suddenly he froze as he realized that this as the bedroom and he was stuck. The light flicked on as she came in the room and he almost died at her beauty. She stood. .. then I went up stairs to get some speedos for Jeff. Of course he didn’t ask, or expect, speedos but, that was what I was going to bring him.Up stairs, I dropped my jeans to reveal my new Arena speedos that I’ve been showing you guys in my selfies all week, wrapped a towel around my waist and returned to Jeff with my red AussieBum speedos (pictured here ... if you can’t see the picture you can see it on my blog). I just threw them at him from across the room and the two of them started.