” Donna shook her head, “Actually I don’t have a clue what they are up to lately. This new life is totally consuming me.”The home phone rang, ...nd Donna wondered who it could be. She picked up the phone in the living room.“Hello?” she said. By now she didn’t say her own name out loud anymore. She was able to convince some of her ‘dates’ that they had a wrong number and a joke had been played with them. And even though this was her home phone and not her cell, a few men had managed to get it by. He turned his head and sucked on her fingers. I lay down next to Steve and my skin tingled where our bodies touched. I looked down at his cock. It was long and hard and his balls were hanging down between his legs."Beautiful. Isn't it." she said.I nodded. And it was. Long and hard with a gentle curve. Pink with a defined head."Touch it." she told me.I reached out and touched the head of his cock. I jumped as his cock twitched at my touch."Its okay. Run your fingers up and down his prick." she. You were right. Part of your 'lecture' really hit the nail on the head. Both of us interpreted 'swinging' wrong and behaved accordingly. We both had our side activities, and we tried to hide them from each other. Luckily, none of us got emotional, but we did have steady partners. This brought on the suspicions and the accusations. We love each other, but you were right, the suspicions were killing us." That short speech was Don's."Grace, I've never stopped loving you. I want to put this entire. "What's gotten into you?" he asked with a smile, looking down to find the chapter where they'd left off the previous time."I've read your stories."He didn't look up."Oh?" The nervousness in his voice made her smile."Yeah, I did."He still wouldn't meet her gaze. "Um, Gabrielle, how did..." I found them. That's all that matters, isn't it?" Ummmm ... uh huh." He turned his head away, unable to make eye contact."And they were wonderful, Tom. It was amazing. You're such a good writer. And such.