’ ‘I suppose Sundays are a bit quiet anyway,’ I said. ‘Nights, yes.’ On the previous Sunday night I had been the only guest. ‘Friday and S...turday are our busiest nights. But over the summer, and then again around Christmas, the weeks are usually pretty busy too. Funnily enough, we seem to have quite a core of regulars – bird watchers, fishermen, people like that. And we even have a couple of unlikely swingers who come every month, rain or shine.’ ‘Swingers?’ ‘You know … wife swapping, sexual. On his forearm was tattooed his name “Dale”. I couldn’t believe what I heard and saw next, Dale said to my Cougar wife “where’s the lube and some rubbers, I want your ass”. She replied “there on the TV stand” as he got off of her and went to get his stuff. Simultaneously, my wife changed positions she was now kneeling on the edge of couch with her ass up so her biker lover could stand up and take her anally. Dale stood behind her and tore open a rubber and wrapped it around his cock. Then he. I kissed her and put her back down. She turned her head and went to sleep. I looked at the other babies and they were all asleep again. I heard a noise and left the nursery and went to the kitchen to find Lynn pouring a cup of coffee.“Good morning lover.”“Good morning Sweetie. Thanks for starting the coffee.”“Lynn, did the babies talk to you last night?”“No. Why?”“I had a dream. I will tell you about it when Erin wakes up. It has me pretty freaked out.”“What?’“Seriously. I don’t want to tell it. However I was not making a play this lady. One of the ladies I had dated was a close friend to Robyn. After I had broke off our relationship Robyn suggestively made subtle hints as to her femininity brushing her curvy hips into me on occassion, fixing my hair, stroking and pulling my ties fingers in her mouth when no-one was looking, when these were rejected, her actions made it clear to me that she was going to make me pay. In her mind I took advantage of her friend and did not consider her.