Before I left I exchanged numbers with Jeremy expecting him not to text me, but just 3 hours later, he texted me asking if I wanted to go around to hi... crib as he called it lol to maybe have some fun, I was so happy to get the text so I immediately texted my son to say I was working over and not to cook dinner, see my son doesn’t no about me being a swinger neither about mine and his dads little arrangement. Anyhow I accepted Jeremy’s request and soon the day’s work ended and I headed over to. I'd had three long, hot showers since nailing Worthington's worthless ass, but I didn't finally begin to start feeling clean until I slipped into the pool for a couple of warm-up laps. Greg was in the next lane, matching me stroke for stroke, a slow, easy pace. We were doing butterfly, our favorite and I still flowed through the water, but I felt heavy, sluggish, and I knew Greg was taking it easy. I didn't care, it felt so good to be back in the sweet water, feeling the chlorine neutralizing. My crotch was about face height with her and she appeared to survey the hard, uncomfortable protrusion in my jeans with some satisfaction. “I suppose I was” she said in a faraway voice, “it was right at the end of the eighties. I was, shall we say, being kept in an apartment, close to Bordeaux. I was involved with an American heir. He was rich, arrogant, crazy. But I would do anything for him… and did. I was one of a handful of whores he kept stowed around places he frequented and I was keen to. The last known whereabouts for the children was also big news in this part of the world. The oldest had passed away due to a short illness. The middle child was in rehab due to a long-term drug and alcohol issue and was now homeless somewhere in the city and the youngest had married a rich older man but unknowingly signed a pre-nup agreement which meant when he passed away she was left with pretty much nothing. The mansion served its time as a retreat for over 20 years. But cut backs and the.