When she got up to my hips she slid one hand up into my crotch and had a good feel of my cock while checking me for heat and soreness in my hips. I ha... a pretty good erection by the time she finished, and there was no doubt that she knew it!Then she got her stethoscope again and started listening to various places on my legs."Your circulation is pretty good so far," she said, as she continued to listen at various places.When she got up to my crotch, she very matter of factly, without any. Luckily I had taken some accounting courses in college. That along with my MBA landed me the job as manager of the accounting department.I knew there were better jobs for a Wharton graduate but I was happy being the accounting manager at DC&H as long as I had Fred.That's what makes the rest of my story so hard to understand. I don't fully understand it myself. My hope is that by putting this on paper it will help bring some clarity to me. Help me understand what I did to Fred and to. He spat in my face.“That’s nothing compared to what you’re going to get you fucking pervert” he snarled.They lived in a large secluded house with a lot of grounds on the outskirts of town. They drove the cars up the driveway and Alan went into the house while Peter stood beside my car with the doors open. Alan returned with their wives, two white women in their twenties. They were both tall, slim, dressed in mini-skirts and thin t-shirts with no bras, I could see clearly their nipples on their. I suppose it all started when I separated from my husband, then hit the singles scene. I met a guy who immediately clicked with each other sexually, since then our relationship over the next few months got stronger in all ways. We love having sex together and sharing fantasy’s, hopefully some of those fantasy’s will come true, we will certainly both work to fulfill them in every way.We decided to hit the scene after having an initial first swinging foursome together with some friends, had some.