‘I’m really Janet,’ she said. ‘I was only Mary Owens when we worked together. Mary is the first name on my birth certificate but no one uses i.... It was my grandmother’s name. She is still alive so the family used my second name, Janet, to avoid confusion.’ I was still too confused by the drink to take all that in. ‘Mary didn’t kiss me like that…’ My words were stopped by another kiss from Janet/Mary. ‘No, I didn’t,’ she said. ‘I had a boyfriend then. You were just a pleasant work colleague. But. “I fell in love too. One night, after making love, I asked Fran if there was anything she wanted to do sexually we weren’t doing. She told me she missed swapping with Donna and Vince. To say I was shocked is an understatement. I felt I wasn’t enough for Fran and she needed more than I could give her. The hurt Judy caused me returned.“Fran and I talked about it for hours. She told me about the things you kids just learned. Fran also told me her love for me was more important than swinging and. She arched her back and pushed at my shoulder. "Mike." She let out in a low sexy moan and fell back to the bed. Her chest rose and fell as she breathed deeply and I kissed her lips, lightly. After a moment she opened her eyes and kissed me back. I pulled down her panties and she kicked them off. She then pushed me into the bed and got on top of me, straddling my waist, still kissing my lips. Her wet nipples rubbed on my chest and I put my hands on her ass and squeezed it. She moved her hands. Gwen could do this, and her arousal fogged mind did not question why she felt the need to keep pushing the sexiness of her morning, she just did it.Unable to take it any longer, Gwen ran her fingers down between her legs, parting her blonde curls, and finding her dripping sex, instantly coating her hand with a flood of barely held back excitement. Moaning as she built quickly towards her climax, her book tossed to the side and forgotten, she cared little that the door was open, she was lost in.