By the time I walked the fifty meters from change rooms to the edge of the pool, I was ninety perfect erect! Just the feeling of wearing nothing but s...eedos, the feeling of being out in the open wearing very little is such a turn on for me. I didn't waste any time getting in the water and as soon as I started swimming my cock calmed down a little bit.The Married Guy (you'll have to read my blog to find out how we became fuck buddies) grabbed the lane next to me. After swimming for nearly an. ” My comeback, “We sisters sometime have to stick together. We might have to discipline you if you hurt one of us.” My husband responded, “Yeah, I can do things with my imaginary lover I couldn’t try with you.” My bold question, “We can experiment sometime, can’t we?” He didn’t answer right away. “Angie,” he said. “We can do anything we want, with whomever we want. Perhaps one of these days, we can invite a third or fourth party into our bed.” I replied, “Be careful what you wish for.” Again,. It was still too new and we were continually working out the kinks of the changes in our relationship. The other kind, too. I joked that that rule was just their way of getting away from me. It was a poor joke. Sally looked especially hurt and Nicole even teared up. Talk about feeling like shit.I was sitting in my chair later that afternoon, enjoying the new smell of the carpets, expensive leather and fresh paint. Sally knocked on the doorsill."You like it, Master?"My grin was couldn't get any. The only downside about the downstairs bedroom would be that we felt it necessary to use indoor-outdoor carpet. That was just in case the hot tub ever leaked. Regular carpet would be ruined whereas a good shop vac could get the water off of indoor-outdoor carpet and a dehumidifier could dry it out.By 2 o’clock in the morning, Linda and I had finished the basement. Complete with electric and plumbing routing.I refilled our iced teas and we sat down with our blank drawing for the existing.