"Please baby", he begged as he adjusted him massive hardon in his shorts. She smiled and lifted a foot coquettishly- "Is this what you want?" she ask...d giggling. "Yes baby you know it is". "Do you want me to press my feet against your hard cock?" she asked seductively. The image of her foot against his cock made him shudder with desire; already a bead of precum formed on the tip and was soaking his shorts. "Yes", he said in a low voice as he gulped. She sat down on the bed and waited for him. Somewhere in the night I had a memory of Mark and I being involved with one of the women. Then I remember seeing Happy sitting in a chair watching. She suddenly said my turn and then the woman change from Lucy to Happy. That upset me because I hadn’t realized Mark and I were sharing Lucy. It didn’t upset me until the memories flooded back that morning. I found my clothes and dressed before I woke Lucy.“Lucy, honey we need to get moving,” I said.“But it’s Sunday,” she replied.“Do you know where. We need to move this "dining table" to that corner and that sofa and flower-table to this side, i need to make room for my new showcase, we slowly started moving all the chairs to the other side and once that was done we moved the dining-table, next was to get the sofa to the other side. She bend-over to hold it from its leg, "oh my old friend, its been a while said my dick and gave a standing ovation to her titties", I instantly got a hard-on and it was noticeable so i started thinking about. She heard us and decided she wanted some of the same thing you were getting." She knows about us?" Yes, and she gave me her blessings for taking care of you 'til they get back." Well, the old dear. I'm not entirely surprised." Now just what the hell do you mean by that crack?" Just this. I've known for quite some time my parents are swingers. I gather, from what I've put together, that they were heavily into swinging before we kids came along. They still do, but at a much reduced rate of turn.