My wife admitted that she found Tom sexy, and would be willing to try having sex with him. I told her that I wanted to have a try at being a swinger w...th Sylvia.We spent months talking about this, getting used to the idea of seeing each other having the most intimate of relations with another person and becoming swingers. As we talked about it, we realized we both would be OK with swinging, as long as the other person was OK with it.So, we decided to try to become swingers for real with Tom. Baby,” Jake said unhappily, “There’s so much you don’t understand...”“Yeah, I know,” Lisa said, surprisingly agreeable. “That’s what Alicia said. But she still wanted to fight.”“You can’t just manipulate someone’s mind like that,” Jake told her. “You can’t just over-whump somebody to get your way just because your will is stronger than theirs.”“Why not?” Lisa asked innocently. “You enjoyed it. I could feel you. Why does everyone want to fight afterwards? Why do you pretend it wasn’t good?” She. “I am going to give you a handjob now. You can come quickly, or take as long as you like, it makes no difference to me, as long as you climax.” Just a handjob? I was disappointed it would end this way, but I was needing to get off by this point. I had leaked out a lot of precum, and she had enough of that to use as lube. She started stroking me, paying particular attention to the head of my cock – I was in heaven. Heather also caressed my balls, but it was pure bliss, this lady knew what. It was incestuous. But it was home. It was the place where Belle had spent many a night listening to her grandfather talk about World War II. Where Belle had eaten a thousand stomachs full of fried chicken, collard greens, cornbread and buttermilk. And though Belle was an L.A. girl now — she would always been a Southerner at heart. Back home held her family and her heart. It was in Louisiana that she had first kissed a boy, fell in love, lost her virginity and lost her heart. The bus bumped.