Your mother and I are part of a circle of close friends who regularly get together to have sex. Debby’s parents are part of that circle, that’s ho... we know her.” He grinned. “Debby herself is also part of that circle. And you can be too, if you want to that is.”Yet again, I was stunned. My parents were swingers? I had never imagined anything even close to that. The fact that my dad invited me to join in their debauchery, though equally astounding, did sound like music to my lewd ears.“Come on,. I notice the moue of surprise when you realise I am hairless, my preferred condition.One foot at a time, I step out of my briefs so that, they to, can join the pile of my clothes. You reach toward me and take my hardness in your hand while your hazel eyes look at me steadily. We are now equals. Neither one of us has dominance and both as vulnerable as each other with the divesting of clothes.Grasping your waist, I turn you around so that you are leaning against the edge of my desk. I kick the. I slipped the robe off and dropped it on the bed and poured some oil on my palm. I know now I should never have agreed to this. I had been trying to comfort her about her feelings after the last backrub, not lay the groundwork for a new one. What I had failed to share with her was how desperately aroused I had been and how close I had come to touching her inappropriately last time.I was as hard as a rock and when I sat down on her behind so I could rub the oil on her back, my erect cock was. We planed to go a local bar and drink the night away. On our way we meet my brother Robert driving through town and we all pulled into a parking lot and chatted. I told him what we were planning and asked if he wanted to join us. He said yea and took his car home for the night. He jumped into my truck and we were off to the bar. As the night went on I got pretty drunk. The bar closed and we went to a store and bought some more beer. My wife was driving and I was in the rear seat. We ended up at.