Her name was Donna. She and her husband Andy were real, true-life swingers before I met them.It wasn't long after they moved into my building before D...nna sought me out as a kindred soul. Being highly sexed myself, I was aroused by the stories Donna told about their experiences in the big city.My first erotic adventure started out with just Donna and myself, but turned into something that changed the way I regarded sex all together. Until then I'd only had sex with three people, and they'd all. I thought of losing the house and everything else we had worked so hard for and I'd thought about having sex with Eric if that would keep us from losing everything. That's all it would be, just some quick sex. It wouldn't be any different from the sex I'd had with half a dozen guys before I met you. I remembered all of them from time to time, but thinking of the great times I'd had with them never had any effect on my love for you so I didn't think having sex with Eric would affect us. Eric. I do not want Bonnie to join that group. Is that understood?”“Yes, absolutely,” I said. “I hear you loud and clear.”The way he said all that seemed to ease a pressure that I didn’t know I’d been feeling. I might not’ve been aware of it, but I had been worrying about Bonnie. Benito had made it simple for me. There was no decision to be made.“Er, I think Bonnie told you that I smacked her. Am I in trouble for that?” I asked.Benito shrugged. “There is such a thing as reasonable chastisement.. "And it wouldn't need to be here either," I added. "We could have everything delivered here, and then we would move to the storage facility whatever wasn't immediately needed here," I finished."Yes, somewhere distant from here might be a good idea. And a facility rented by someone else for our use with the rent and fees paid to them in cash to avoid the Government tracking it back through bank records," Dad suggested."That could be a lot of extra work," Uncle Will pointed out."A lot less than.