A few women struck me as so gorgeous they looked out of place, and I wondered what the hell they were doing at a swap party. If I had a girl that good...looking, no way I would share her. One was so hot I would have offered my face if she wanted to sit down. In my opinion, most of the men were not attractive. More beer bellies than a Weight Watchers meeting. The swingers turned out to be a wild bunch. Scenes I witnessed in the first hour: an older woman blowing a guy on a stool at the crowded. ” I stammered.To be honest, I was in awe. I had been crushing on her since as far back as I could remember, and now, though wet, here we both were and she was asking me to get naked. So, I took off my T-shirt, shorts, shoes and socks ... very quickly, before standing back up, still at full mast.“Wow, you don’t calm down easily do you?” She asked, looking down at my cock, then back at my face.I looked down at my pole, then back up at her.“I guess not. Should we pick back up where we left off in. "Let's go sit down" I then said as I pointed to the sofa, leading him over by his hand. "Did I surprise you?" I asked him as we sat down. Looking at me and then around for Joe. "Well yes maam" he replied Laughing a little, "You can call me Carmen Jason" I told him "Or perhaps something else if you wish" I added. He still looked very nervous. "I know you've been watching me for some time now and now that you're old enough" I began "I thought you might like to see me in a better light" I then. . protective. I want you to want me." Hey, that sounds like a good title for a song," I kidded, trying to lighten the mood. It didn't work."Don't make fun of me," she snapped. "I'm serious. You're ... you're..." I'm what?" I smiled, my arms now going around her."You're what I want. I want you, Ed. But it's no good if you don't want me," she groaned."What makes you think I don't want you?" I told you. You don't make any moves toward me. That hurts, you know." I don't want you to hurt, Gina..