I removed mine as well and pulled her close to me. Ihugged her tightly and gently caressed her back while whispering that itwas going to be all right....I guess you won't be eating lunch with me anymore?" she sobbed. "Darla," I reassured her. "I would be honored to sit at your table ifthat's all right with you?" "What about Sam?" she asked. "I told Sam that if she wasn't ok with you and I being friends that sheand I were finished."I so wanted to kiss her. What was wrong with me? Was I making a. A few quiet evening were enjoyed teasing and flirting on the board. It seemed kinda cool, there didn't seem to be any murderers posting. And so what, if there were murderers posting? It was, after all, just words in cyberspace. Yea right! There seemed to be regular posters that knew each other, it felt like a comfortable local hangout. And tragedy struck, this time it wasn't a personal tragedy as the last few had been. This one rocked the entire world.. Nothing more needs to be said than. I got her naked and was looking down at her great little body when I was aware of a noise at the back of the house. I then remembered that the window cleaner was due on his monthly visit. We had often fantasized about being watched having sex and whenever we did it was great sex! I never really thought about it actually happening and in any case my girl would not have agreed to arrange for it to happen. I knew her well enough. I thought, however, if I could get her in the mood maybe she would. The second part is what I hoped would have happened. Fact: We got to the swingers’ club fairly early in the night. There were a few couples and quite a few single males. There were 2 women dancing on a stage, with a guy in a thong. Being one for attention, she wanted to join them on stage, and did. However, they were not interested so we moved on. We walked around the club, me rubbing her ass. She saw a few men sitting around one of the other stages, so off we went. Soon, she had stripped.