He wondered about that and what it was about Stephanie that had allowed him to put himself in such a vulnerable emotional position.Stephanie could hav... quite easily said something much more sensible like “Let us become passionate lovers first, discover more deeply about how we mesh, and then you can ask me again in ten days’ time?”But that path was clearly the old way for both of them, and they had both gone with their soul’s deepest intuition - with his offer and her acceptance.Stephanie had. We were pretty fucked up when we went to the motel restaurant. We drank more wine at dinner. The waiter (another Steve) devoured Debbie with his eyes while he served us. He recommended a dance club (the swingers' club) and said to show the doorman our receipt and we'd get a free membership which usually cost $50 per couple. It was 10:15PM when we got there. We were seated clear in the back at a two person table on a side wall. A guy was seated directly across from Debbie at another two person. Graydon took the road, turning back to make sure Tristan was still with him and picked up the pace a little. He was pretty sure that they would not reach safety before the storm broke and was already looking for any type of cover.It seemed like forever before Tristan finally hollered that the pathway to the ruins should be coming up on their left any time now. He was laboring with each passing step and Tristan knew that he would have to stop soon or collapse from exhaustion from the forced. And sure they had sex, every time they happened have a free minute. As they had sex very often she had to move to another room, adjacent to mine.Loud moans were coming from the next room, as they did almost every night. And every time I was turned on by them so much that I would let my hands flick my soft wet pussy. I always imagined what was coming in the room next to me. Fantastic thoughts wandered through my mind. If only I could watch! It would make me feel and get very hot! I usually.