“ I did let her do it with a couple of guys” I said but I never expected it would go so far.We were supposed to go to a swinger party tonight, but...she said that I couldn’t have sex with another woman. We got into an argument about that so we are not going now.She decided instead to have a couple of guys over tonight too ,and told me I could only watch.So here I am ,sorry for venting like this but it is a problem because I don’t want to just watch her. Sheri got up “let me put the boys to bed. She said, “Thanks Rohan that was very kind of you.” She looked around and said, “How have you come. Did you walk here?”I said, “Yes, but that’s alright I’ll just walk back.”“Nonsense, no go get your stuff, I’ll wait in the car, I’ll drop you home.”Happy to oblige, I quickly ran into the shop, bought my soap and deodorant and ran back out to her car.“Ok let’s go,” she said, smiling.Damn, that smile too. I tried making conversation. “So a lot of groceries. You must be cooking up a feast.”She. It was all too much for me and Steve, he grunted and must have shot his load into her while I disguised my own orgasm with a noise that I hoped would sound like I was dreaming.After that all three of us must have fallen asleep and the next morning awoke to an empty room smelling strongly of sex, wet pussies and cum. That was enough for me to relive the events in my mind and have an uninterrupted wank, cumming twice more.Shortly after these events, I was getting woken up by the smoke detector on. Two hours passed it seemed in no time at all, I had finished and she was telling me of her beloved Canada, one had to admit, she painted it as a fabulous place to live. Neither of us noticed the time till I took a drink from my coffee, ugh! it was stone cold! (I hate cold coffee) ordering up another we sat for another hour this time paying attention to our drinks. We finally got around to the reason I was there, when she found out that I was the artist she shook her head in understanding."They.