I was just telling her about meeting Maureen at Jimmy's Steakhouse when Ginger said, "That's our house ahead on the right. Park in the driveway behind...Scotty's BMW." It was dark, but as I pulled my Escape into the driveway the headlights washed across the front of the house. It was a two story white clapboard with a covered veranda, a classic 1920's southern home. The lawn was lushly planted with a variety of trees and flowering bushes. The house was lit. Scotty and Maureen were already inside.. This year my day is the Saturday and we take turns yearly as to who`s first hers naturally this year is the Sunday. Now that all may seem like a good sexy idea but it can lead to some bizarre happenings and fall-out or aftertaste, we have been together 7 years now and we have had 4 birthdays using this method since we started to become shall we say sexually adventurous. The first year was pretty tame, just swapping with our friends for the weekend, which as the lady I ended up with, was a. I said ” Yes, but what if I cut my skin there?” with worry in my voice. She said ” It won’t cut, even though I shave twice weekly, I don’t get a cut, why do you fear?” I said ” OK I will do it twice”.One day when I entered her kitchen, she was sitting on the floor and working. Her saree and petticoat are up and more above her knees. She noticed me and put her pallu on her chest and smilingly said ” my upper two hooks of the blouse are broken”. I said ” shall I fix it?”. She said “if you know. It was a really hot sexy outfit; it was a very sexy three pieces leather dress; very short, that made my tits and legs look great…Once inside the club, all guys there were buying us drinking and inviting us. The group of girls looked as a starved bunch of witches, ready to fuck the first hard cock crossing our path…After enjoying some drinks for free; we all girls headed for the second club. This one was known as a black men club…After a while inside, I saw it was not really much talent in.