It was certainly not what we expected at that particular stagecoach of our lives. Unbelievably, my married woman and I found ourselves in the middle of a `` swinging lifestyle '' chemical group in our mature years. Incredible ! Perhaps I better give some scope on us, our circumstances, and what led us to this way of animation just a few years ago.

My figure is Dave Stewart. I was in my early sixties at the prison term that the survey serial publication of incidents occurred and had been married to my wife Carolyn for more than thirty years. I had retired from the Army as a lieutenant colonel in my early forties and was capable to utilize my skill in logistics to a indorsement career in the business humans with a multi-modal logistics company in Walter Ralegh.

After many years of armed service there, my regional business firm was bought-out by a large, multi-national Transportation-Logistics bay window. The new owners were intending to adopt a different corporal approach with the firm, yet offered all those fourth-year employees with to a greater extent than 20 days of service and who were over age 60 the opportunity to retire other on a slightly reduced rente. That was a no-brainer for me. I already had my regular army pension and the retirement check from the business concern would certainly provide a handsome income.

Just about the same clock time my wife, a senior nursing executive program at a regional medical examination kernel, was informed that the quickness would undergo an organizational restructuring. Staff extremity with more than 35 years of serving were offered full-of-the-moon retirement benefits, opening up senior attitude to younger employees. Carolyn had been hired straight out of nursing school day and had been working at several of the hospitals operated by the not-for-profit health guardianship organization ever since. Again, this was a no-brainer, as well, and she quickly accepted.

On the investment funds front, we were pretty well established, too. I had started investing a modest contribution of my pay way back when I first was a stain new second lieutenant in the U. S. Army. During the remainder of my career I had continued the recitation of investing a few fifth wheel dollar sign each pay hitch, turning all my investments over to an old fraternity sidekick of mine from UNC. He had indeed done a beneficial job as an investiture counselor, because by the time of my second base retreat, we had a very expectant, sound, and diversified portfolio.

We decided that it might be in our good interest to buy a beach theater in Florida as a arcsecond home. We had paid off our place in Sir Walter Ralegh, so we had money to invest. Florida was in the down side of one of the frequent `` property hair curler coaster rides '' the body politic seems to receive. Consequently, it was a buyers-market. We found the thoroughgoing home on the Atlantic coast Confederate States of St. Augustine. It was a foreclosure and did need some work, but it was a marvelous bargain.

The house was on a cul-de-sac on a barrier island Dixieland of the city. The cul-de-sac was actually on a small peninsula projecting into the marshlands along the Intracostal waterway. So, although the beach menage was n't on an Atlantic Ocean beach, it was only a short walk to the ocean and still on a dead body of water.

We closed on the house and decided that we 'd spend most of our sentence in our magnetic north Carolina residence, but would have shop sojourn to our beach firm. We would split our time between our two homes as we felt the urge.

During our low gear few workweek in the beach house we were focused on renovation to the structure. The neighbors were very helpful, both with help and the loan of essential tools. We got to make love virtually of them somewhat, but really did n't have the opportunity to become closer. However, that was soon to modify.

Sid Dixon had helped me many prison term during the period of our renovations. The Dixons lived directly across the cul-de-sac from our beach theatre in a with child home, with exceptional landscape gardening and a large screened-in pool between the family and the marsh leading to the Intracoastal. He was a retired engineer who had moved to Florida from Pennsylvania a few years before. A good looking man in his mid-sixties, physically fit and was an avid tennis instrumentalist and an particular golfer. He was soft-spoken and about 5 foot ten or so, with salinity and pepper tomentum and neatly trimmed byssus. His wife, Lynn, was a strikingly just looking woman. She was in her lately fifties, tall ... probably 5 foot 8 ... with attractively styled, long, brown whisker. She was deliciously buxom, just a little chunky in the shank, but with a curvy ass, and nicely form legs. Her vibrant personality was always cheerful and lively.

Lynn Dixon called us late one good afternoon and asked us to come up on over to their house as it was clock time for cocktails and an opportunity to socialize. We agreed, washed up from our renovation body of work, and walked across the cul-de-sac to their attractive home.

Lynn met us at the room access and gracefully guided us to the patio pack of cards surrounding the syndicate. We sat down in the poolside lounge while Lynn poured Margaritas for the others and a bourbon for me. I 'm afraid I 've never acquired a taste for Margaritas. Sid told us that they bought the lot 30 year earlier, anticipating moving to Florida when he retired from the engineering science firm. Lynn had been a social actor for the State of Pennsylvania and retired herself as soon as she became eligible. Once that had been accomplished, they moved to Sunshine State and built their retirement abode.

We talked about a wide form of subject and enjoyed the chance to learn much more about our neighbour, their family, and their interestingness. After some sentence, Sid paused and then began to direct the conversation in a totally different and unexpected direction. `` Dave, we 'd like to discuss something with you and Carolyn. It 's quite a personal and somewhat of a sensible matter. ''

'' Sure, Sid, '' I responded. `` What is it ? ``

'' Well, we are members of a unique neighborhood elder 's radical. '' He paused briefly, and then continued, `` Lynn and I would like to encourage you to participate, as well. ''

'' senior 's grouping ? '' I asked, somewhat bewildered. `` What kind of senior 's chemical group ? A locality bridge club or something like that ? ``

The two of them chuckled. `` fountainhead, not exactly, '' said Sid. `` Lynn, do you want to severalize them a little more about our little mathematical group and what makes it unique ? ``

'' fountainhead, Dave, '' Lynn said, `` The elder around here had become bored to death with the status quo life here in the vicinity. The Florida lifestyle is fine, but it becomes stale awfully quick. Anyway, we started a group to add some spicery to our biography, particularly our love lives. Tim and Candie Saunders succeeding to you were the ringleaders and started a 'senior swinger social club .'You know, have consensual sex in the open with the others in the group. '' She paused, then continued, `` What do you consider ? Is this something that you might be interested in joining as a twain. ``

I was completely stunned. This was certainly not something we would have ever suspected from our apparently perceived conservative neighbour. Carolyn was staggered as well, her jaw dropping in total surprisal as she stared at Lynn.

Sid laughed and said `` Not what you expected, is it ? There are four get hitched with couples that are part of our little radical and we are all your neighbors.

I was somewhat shocked and bewildered by this news. I sipped on my drink for a patch, trying to sort out this ontogeny in my mind. After a few here and now I asked, `` Well, who are the others in your little group ? ``

Lynn said `` Tim and Candie Saunders and Doctor Ken Milner and his wife Jan. You have n't met them, but they have that large house on the other position of the Saunders. They 've been on a enlistment of Europe for some time, but will be back in a week or so. ''

'' Oh, Jeff and Jerri Overton are in, as well. '' interjected Sid. `` They were hippies way back when and were tramp before the terminal figure was probably invented. '' Jeff is still working part-time at the engineering science firm on road One in town and Jerri is still teaching medicine. ``

Sid said `` If we 've correctly accounted for everyone, that would make four couples and if you join that will be five. However, I do n't think we 've ever had a swinging party with all the couples attending. It 's usually been only two or three yoke at any one party. As you 've probably concluded, all of us are mature, between 52 and 64, and to the highest degree of us are retired.

I looked at my married woman and she shrugged her shoulders in incredulity, a stunned and mixed-up look on her aspect.

I paused and then said `` Are you two serious ? Are you really serious ? ``

Lynn smiled and responded, `` Oh, quite life-threatening .... and I think you two would be a fantastic addition to the group. ``

We sat for a few silent bit and Lynn refreshed our drinks while all this began to sink in.

I said `` When do you guys want to have an response from us ? ``

'' Well, how about this : Why do n't you talk about it overnight, '' said Sid. `` Perhaps you could get together us for dinner tomorrow night. We can hold a few boozing, some adept wine-colored, a courteous dinner, and then you can tell us your decision. If you feel uncomfortable and decide not to participate, that 's just all right with us and we 'll all remain friends. ''

Carolyn and I walked back to our house, still trying to grasp what we had just encountered. We talked about it and I must admit, I found the chance to be connive and stimulate. We were n't prude and had various opportunity for a short `` playtime '' with others ... ace and duo ... early in our marriage. However, once we had Thomas Kid, we had stopped all our sexual risky venture. Carolyn was a great deal more hesitant to get involved at our age than I was. We reached no conclusion and decided to sleep on it.

All adjacent day we mulled over the offer, again not reaching any decision. Finally, we decided that we would attend the dinner, ask further questions, and then shit our decision.

That next evening we walked across to the Dixon 's house and were escorted into the bread and butter way by Sid while Lynn finished off buffet car preparations. Carolyn offered to facilitate and join her in the kitchen. Sid and I sipped bourbon and chatted about mutant for several hour with the girls out of the room.

Lynn eventually called us to the table for an absolutely opulent fish dinner party. Lynn was a very talkative, chatty fair sex and obviously loved innuendo expressions and bivalent entendre, frequently using full term involving sex throughout the dinner. I must allow in, her colorful tale and antics throughout dinner kept all of us laughing.

We adjourned to the aliveness elbow room for after-dinner drinks and treatment. The Dixons told us about the swinging life style they had experienced since they had retired to Florida and how much fun they were having by being involved with the chemical group in the cul-de-sac. Lynn reiterated that every duet on our end of the street were involved.

'' How did you first get involved ? '' I asked.

'' Well, Tim and Candie Saunders, really seduced us the first prison term, '' Sid chuckled, `` and then introduced us to the others in the group. ''

Tim and Candie were actually the span living adjacent doorway to us. Tim was a full general contractor, while Candie .... her figure was really Candice ... was a nurse who had recently retired from the topical anaesthetic hospital. Although they were close up to us on the street, they had been out of townsfolk much of the time we had been working on the house and we had only a passing conversance with them.

Lynn explained how they became involved with the Saunders. Tim and Candie had taken them to dinner one night and they all had gotten well lubricated with strong drink. During the eve, Tim had asked Lynn if she liked to trip the light fantastic, which she did indeed. Consequently, they went dancing at several station around Ithiel Town for a couple of time of day.

Sid said, `` When we got back to the Saunders'home, we sat in their sustenance room, Lynn with the Tim and Candie with me. The lights were low and after chatting briefly, I saw Tim kissing Lynn 's neck and caressing her body with his hands. For some grounds, I did n't get jealous, but took the chance to passionately kiss Candie. After a few more minutes, Candie grabbed my handwriting and slipped it under the hem of her doll. That was too very much of an invitation for me. I quickly began to promote Candie 's skirt up and slipped my bridge player up the inside of her thighs. Her panties were already wet. ''

Lynn picked up the tale, `` Tim and I had been kissing for quite some time, becoming more and more passionate. He then suggested that we should will Sid and Candie alone. He then mentioned that he had something to show me in the bedroom. How 's that for a lead-in to a seduction ?, '' she chuckled. `` Anyway, once we got to the bedchamber, he immediately began to kiss me and began to loot off my clothes. I was amazed that I did n't stop him and was actually totally aroused by what was happening. ``

Sid smiled and led to a summarization of the conquest, `` I do n't believe we need to go into any great particular, but suffice to say that the even had been an particular, sexually rewarding brush. That was only the beginning and, I must let in, Lynn and I have been addicted to the swing lifestyle ever since. ''

The after-dinner drinks along with the two bottles of wine over dinner had all of us feeling no pain whatsoever. Lynn suggested that we turn on some music and do some dancing in the life elbow room. She refilled our drinks and Sid turned on his surpassing strait organisation. The medicine was balmy, deadening, and sensual, encouraging close contact lens between the dancing pair. We probably danced for almost an hour. During that time we exchanged terpsichore partners various clip, but I could see that Carolyn and Sid were definitely getting along marvelously. Carolyn is 5'5 '' tall, slender, with small but well mold bosom. She said that the humble breasts were a blessing when she got into her 1950s, since she had no sagging trouble as did many of her protagonist. Without doubt, however, was the fact that her most attractive feature was her curvy ass and her long, shapely wooden leg.

On that detail Nox she was wearing a forgetful, yellow sundress with a shoulder strap wrapped around her neck. I noticed that Carolyn and Sid were dancing extremely close and he had cupped his hands on her luscious ass while they danced. Lynn whispered to me, `` Dave, is it all right with you ; I mean, if Sid tries to score Carolyn. '' I thought for a while and then responded by saying `` Well, that 's really Carolyn 's decision to make, but we 'll just see how that progresses ''. I noticed that Sid had a particularly wicked grin on his boldness while Carolyn had a comrade sensual smile as they pressed their bodies together.

Lynn took postponement of my hired man and directed them to her ass, grinding her pelvis into me and crushing her generous tits into my chest of drawers saying, `` How about you ? Do you think that I could make this evening really exciting for you ? '' I suggested that we sit a dancing out and just watch our spouses. Lynn sat next to me and started rubbing my erect cock through my drawers. My script went to her generous breasts and we kissed a recollective, deep, sensual osculation. I watched through partially unsympathetic oculus as Sid and Carolyn sat on the early couch opposite us. The two were soon passionately kissing and Sid was aggressively caressing Carolyn 's consistency. I watched as his script slid up under the hem of her sun dress, pushing the material up as he began to gently stroke her pussy through her silken panties.

After a few minutes I heard Sid ask Carolyn, `` Carolyn, why do n't we go in the other room. I have something you may find interesting. '' She giggled. and said `` Sid, are you trying to seduce me ? ''

He just smiled, stood her up, turned her around, and pulled the knot in the strap that held up the top of her dress. His hands slipped her dress down to her waist, exposing her lacy bra-covered tit. His hands cupped her tits and gently pinched her tit through the lace decorated fabric. Carolyn looked over toward me and I responded with a grin of my own. Sid guided her toward the hall at the far slope of the living room. Just before Carolyn went into the hall leading to the chamber she turned, her eyes questioning my acceptance of what was to obviously pass off. I nodded my head and gave her a knowing wink.

Lynn rose up from the couch. `` Are you for certain that everything about this is all right with you ? ''

I smiled and responded `` Oh yeah, I just hope that Carolyn enjoys herself. ``

'' I would n't worry about that, '' Lynn giggled, `` I 'm indisputable that Sid will take very good care of her. He has a courteous seven-incher that has never failed to satisfy me or anyone else. Why do n't we give them a few transactions and then we can go and moderate on them. ''

I was sitting on the couch with Lynn standing directly in battlefront of me. I slipped my hands up her leg and felt her pussy through her already torpid panties. I gently slipped them down her peg to the floor and she kicked them aside. That accomplished, she raised one foot onto the cast, giving me much full access between her legs.

As I gently slipped my digit into her wet slash, she pulled her dress up and off. Her hand slipped around to unclasp her bra and drop curtain it to her carpet. Lynn now stood completely naked in front line of me. I gently slipped my exit handwriting up her stomach to caress her replete tit, while gently probing her pussy with my digit and stroking her clitoris with my thumb. Lynn responded by moaning and rocking her pelvic girdle, driving her cunt against my prying fingers.

By now my fixed cock was straining to be released from the confines of my khakis. I pulled her down and sat her on the couch as I knelt on the floor between her splayed legs. I was going to savour eating the deliciously saturate pussy of this strikingly beautiful mature adult female. I dove into her gash with enthusiasm, alternating between thrusting my tongue between her slit back talk and sucking her clit.

After a few legal brief moment her pussy began to strain against my probing back talk. I slipped my fingers back into her slash and started to fingerfuck her with my digit, while I eagerly continued sucking her clit. She arched her back against the couch, thrusting her kitty-cat knockout against my fingerbreadth while I sucked and licked her clit. Suddenly she achieved her orgasm. `` Oh fuck ! Ohhh ! Ohhh ! Ohhh !. '' I felt her twat clench and muscle spasm around my fingers as she writhed and squirmed, reaching her beginning orgasm of the night. Moments later she collapsed backward on the couch, a broad grinning tracing her face. `` Oh, Dave ! That was wonderful ! Oh, my ! You have a very talented tongue ! ''

I slipped my knitwork shirt off over my caput and stripped off my drawers and packer. I shoved my rigid lance toward her, knowing that I seriously needed some expiration of my own. Lynn shook her forefront, `` No, not just yet, Dave. Let 's just go and see how well Carolyn and Sid are getting along. ``

I ran my hired hand over her delicious ass as we walked toward the sleeping room and she gripped my corpse and dour cock. Once at the bedroom door, I saw that Sid 's case was buried in my wife 's pussy. He had her thighs spread around his mind, giving him complete access to her luscious defenseless body. Carolyn was moaning and thrusting against his face with increasing importunity. Suddenly she achieved her climax, screaming as the sexual climax thundered through her consistency. `` Ohhhhh ! Oh, piece of ass ! '' she wailed as the intensity of the orgasm rushed through her physical structure.

Eventually the flood tide faded and her consistency suddenly went limp. Sid gently worked his way up her body, licking and kissing, lingering at her small breasts in order suckle at her tremendously elongated nipples. I watched as his heavy cock rubbed and traced along her pussy lips. She responded by opening her peg wider and thrusting her solidus toward his probing gumshoe.

He reached down to gently rub his cockhead against her soggy slash. `` Carolyn, do you need me to put my cock in your kitty ? Do you want me to make out you ? '' Carolyn strained to grasp his pecker with her pussy as she nodding her psyche. `` recount me what you want me to do, Carolyn, '' he asked. `` Tell me exactly what you want me to do. ``

'' I want you to fuck me ! '' she moaned in sexually aroused overburden. `` I want you to puzzle your cock in me ! I want you to love my mind out ! ''

Sid immediately thrust forward, slowly rocking his pelvic girdle toward her anxiously waiting pussycat. I watched as his rigid cock firmly disappeared into my married woman 's slash, then reappear, glistening wet. With his second thrust he buried his cock deeply inside her. He fucked her with increasing intensity as Carolyn 's helping hand grabbed his ass, firmly pulling him in and out of her.

As the yard increased, she began squealing in intimate foreplay. `` Oh hump me, Sid ! Oh piece of ass ! Oh, jazz ! Ohhhhhhhh ! '' I could see his grueling putz, thrusting deep into her while I knew that she was trying to grasp his dick with her puss, endeavoring to defend it rich inside her with each thrust. I smiled, remembering that delicious experience from many fucks over the days. I 'm sure enough Sid was enjoying the experience as much as she was !

I suddenly realized that Lynn had sucked my shaft into her oral fissure. Mmmmmmm ! Her velvety sassing were incessantly sucking on my stiff irradiation, her clapper caressing the underside of my cock. She was an exceptional bastard, and although I always bask a good blowjob, I was thoroughly aroused and need a grievous fuck. I reluctantly pulled her to her feet and guided her to the adjoining invitee chamber.

We were both thoroughly stimulated and gear up to bed. Lynn scrambled onto the node elbow room bed as we entered the room. She quickly lay on her back, slipping a pillow under her ass to make an improved angle of penetration for me. She hurriedly spread her peg, opening her oozing slash while I knelt between her second joint and positioned my cock at the entering to her eager pussy. As I pushed into her waiting cunt, I felt her diagonal gobble up my strict prick until my nuts rebounded off her ass.

Lynn was already on the verge of another orgasm. Her body started to shiver and tremble in anticipation after I had thrust only a few trench cam stroke into her clinching puss. `` Fuck me, now ! '' she moaned, `` Fuck me, Dave ! Fuck me ! screwing me ! nookie me ... hard and rich ! ''. Her voracious pussy was clinching and squeezing my cock as I rammed into her. The combining of her surging body and her screech of overwhelming sexual passion, brought me to the threshold of my own orgasm.

Lynn 's body began to tense as she rapidly approached another culmination. She enthusiastically clutched my ass and held me firmly while I drove my cock in and out of her. Lynn suddenly pulled me deep inside her, grinding her pelvic girdle against my thrusts.

'' Cum in me ! Cum in me, NOW ! Oh, shtup MEEEEE ! '' She squealed.

Her pussy seemed to be actually sucking me ever deeper into her. By now I was pounding into her with very rapid, shortstop strokes. Then I reached my own climax and began pumping my boiling semen into her pulsating pussy. `` Aaarrgghhh ! ! '' I moaned, `` Oh screw ! Oh fuck ! Oh fuck ! ``, my superheated cock jerking as the creamy sperm flooded her soppy bitch.

Once our coming had subsided, we lay for long minute, gasping for breath as the sexual excess gradually receded from our temporarily exhausted bodies. Lynn lay in my arms, her head nestled against my chest. Her gravid nipple were heaving as her body trembled slightly, flushed with the exhilaration of our encounter. I reached down and surveyed the puffy backtalk of her pussy, my fingerbreadth slipping inside the silky, soaked initiative. `` Hmmm, Lynn. Your cunt feels well fucked, '' I said softly. `` How are you doing ? '' I asked.

'' Mmmmm, '' she murmured, `` Never better. Thank you for a fab fuck. '' After a few quiet bit she continued, `` Why do n't we join Carolyn and Sid. ''

We walked through the house and eventually found Sid and Carolyn in the kitchen, both completely naked as they prepared unused unit of ammunition of drinks. Carolyn smiled and easily slipped into my unfold arms. `` How you doing, darling '' I asked.

'' Fantastic ! I had a wondrous time. I just had so many good orgasms, '' she responded enthusiastically. `` Do you make love, I think I could actually get to like this swapping dissonance ! We peeked in on you and Lynn and you two seemed to be thoroughly enjoying yourselves. '' she replied with a sly wink.

We sat in the bread and butter room, commenting on how we felt so much closer to one another. After nearly half an hr we finally finished our drinks and Sid suggested that we take a communal shower. We all seemed to agree that it was necessary and could also be enjoyable !

The four of us all slipped into their great `` Florida-style '' exhibitor, giggling as we enjoyed the warm, penetrating spraying. Of course, there was a significant amount of hugging and groping among us while we cleaned up. Sid and Carolyn were first to pace out of the shower, dry with the fluffy towels and homecoming to the sustenance elbow room. Lynn and I took a few proceedings longer to get dry and join the others. When we entered the life way we saw Sid and Carolyn on the couch, both naked and eagerly caressing one another.

Sid was suckling at my wife 's luscious breasts, while his fingerbreadth easily slid in and out of her uneasily moist snatch. At the same clock time he gently used his thumb to stroke and caress her clitoris. Carolyn leaned her school principal against the back of the couch, her centre closed and sensually moaning as she savored his probing thrusting and suckling lips. Lynn was slightly in the Pb as we entered the life elbow room. She paused in orderliness to follow Carolyn and her husband as he caressed her anxious physical structure.

I slipped up behind her, allowing my cock to rest in the crack of her ass as it hardened. My hands glided around her to caress her deliciously wide, welcoming breasts. We watched our spouses enjoying one another for a few min when I took one mitt down, grasped my cock and rubbed it between her stage and against her pussy.

Sid pushed Carolyn back on the lounge and crouched between her legs. He lifted her ass up giving him better approach to have a go at it her deeply and quickly positioned his dick, gently rubbing the cockhead against her silken prick as he prepared to penetrate her pussy. He lifted each of her branch, spreading them apart as he positioned them on his berm and his rigid cock prodded against the brim of her anxious gash. When his cockhead pierced her slit, he shoved himself all the way in. He then began to rhythmically fuck in and out of her, gradually increasing in pacing and vividness.

Lynn 's snatch was extremely wet as she rubbed back against my hammer. She looked back at me over her shoulder and said, `` I want you to have it off me again. I want you to know me now ! '' I pushed her onto her men and knees on the floor and crouched behind her as we continued to watch our better half fucking on the couch. Bracing herself on one arm, the fingerbreadth of Lynn 's gratis script found her pap, stroking and fondling wildly as she rammed back against my thrusting cock. I grabbed her pelvis and began plunging my cock in and out of her luscious and moist pussy.

I watched with arousing pleasure as my wife was earnestly fucked by Sid and I slid my dick into his wife 's pussy. Oh, man ! The flavour was antic ! We each watched the others in this frantic, wonton soup sexual activity. Collectively we were building toward a awful group orgasm !

Carolyn was the first to reach her climax, her spasming pussy endeavoring to draw Sid 's stopcock ever deeper into her writhing body. `` Ohhhhhhh, Sid '' she moaned, `` Fuck me ! Fuck me ! Fuck me good ! '' Sid hit bottom and concord business firm as his body shuddered and trembled. I could sense the throbbing of his prick as he flooded her pussy with his creamy semen. Carolyn 's moan slowly subsided as she descended from her climax.

By now Lynn was fucking back against my pounding cock and quickly triggered my orgasm. I howled in release as my sperm cell fit free, flowing deeply into Lynn 's eager, sucking pussy. That alone sent Lynn over the edge, screaming in sexual dismissal as her own juice flooded down to join mine.

We finally all collapsed, slipping into a brief period of rejuvenating eternal sleep. It took quite a few minutes for us to recover, but we finally did.

Lynn turned to us, `` Well, '' she asked quietly. `` Have you decided to join our little grouping ? ``

Carolyn giggled, `` Oh, yes. I think that you 've convinced us. matter us in ! ``

Just like that, we became members of the neighborhood elderly swingers social social club. Our lives would never be the same, as the succeeding weeks revealed..