Also I was the same age as their k**s so I guess that was a bit of a bother for Diane. Although I wasn't at the top of their list I kept corresponding...with Tom building a relationship with him.We shared stories, pics and vids of each other. Him of their sexcapades and me with my new found mistress. I would also ask for advice on how to get more success in the swing lifestyle and always kept reminding him that I wanted to experience his wife. He would always reply "In time. Give it time".. God forbid, he might even go so far as to take Midnight away from her forever. She made herself wait for the afternoon of the next meeting.In the meantime, she finger-fucked herself time and again while lying on her bed and imagining Midnight was fucking his long, thick horse-cock in and out of her pussy. And, she had orgasm after orgasm while riding the huge stallion across the fields, orgasms caused by the humping motion of the horse's muscular back and rubbing against her little. She sensed a dirty concrete floor. Then a wooden floor, and finally some old wooden steps until they were on dirt. From the breeze and the coolness she knew they were out of the building.They walked on stones and they hurt her feet. Then, he had her lie on her back. There was something cold and hard directly under her, running the full length of her body. It was so narrow it hurt her back to lie on it. She was tied there, with stakes driven into the earth to hold her hands and feet so she was. Oskar learned everything that had been discussed, and, as well, had seen the lovely older woman amongst all the useless white men. She must be something he deduced. He noted that she wore a nameplate on her impressive front as did all of the directors. He asked the techie to get the name, it was Mrs Clarissa Johnson. Oskar wrote the name down and proceeded back to his office. He added the name to the file he was building on the Confederacy Country Club. He closed and locked his door. Simone.