It was certainly not what we expected at that particular point of our lives. Unbelievably, my wife and I found ourselves in the centre of a `` lilting lifestyle '' radical in our mature days. incredible ! Perhaps I better give some background on us, our luck, and what led us to this way of life history just a few yr ago.

My name is Dave James Maitland Stewart. I was in my early on sixties at the time that the succeed series of incidents occurred and had been married to my wife Carolyn for more than thirty age. I had retired from the Army as a lieutenant colonel in my other 1940s and was able-bodied to apply my attainment in logistics to a 2d career in the line of work globe with a multi-modal logistics companionship in capital of North Carolina.

After many years of service there, my regional firm was bought-out by a enceinte, multi-national Transportation-Logistics tummy. The new owner were intending to withdraw a dissimilar incorporated approach with the business firm, yet offered all those aged employees with more than than 20 twelvemonth of military service and who were over age 60 the chance to retire too soon on a slightly reduced rente. That was a no-brainer for me. I already had my US Army pension and the retirement arrest from the business organisation would certainly provide a handsome income.

Just about the Same time my married woman, a aged nursing executive program at a regional health check gist, was informed that the adroitness would undergo an organisational restructuring. faculty appendage with More than 35 old age of service were offered full moon retreat benefits, opening up elderly attitude to untested employees. Carolyn had been hired straight out of nursing school and had been working at various of the infirmary operated by the nonprofit organization health care administration ever since. Again, this was a no-brainer, as well, and she quickly accepted.

On the investment front, we were pretty well established, too. I had started investing a small part of my pay way back when I first was a brand new endorsement deputy in the Army. During the residuum of my vocation I had continued the practice of investing a few spare dollar sign each pay stop, turning all my investments over to an old fraternity brother of mine from UNC. He had indeed done a soundly job as an investing counselor, because by the time of my second retreat, we had a very orotund, sound, and diversified portfolio.

We decided that it might be in our secure sake to buy a beach house in Florida as a second home. We had paid off our home plate in Sir Walter Ralegh, so we had money to induct. Florida was in the downhearted side of one of the haunt `` dimension roller coaster drive '' the state seems to experience. Consequently, it was a buyers-market. We found the perfect home on the Atlantic coast Confederate States of St. Augustine. It was a foreclosure and did involve some work, but it was a howling bargain.

The house was on a cul-de-sac on a roadblock island south of the metropolis. The cul-de-sac was actually on a humble peninsula projecting into the fen along the Intracostal Waterway. So, although the beach house was n't on an Atlantic beach, it was only a short walk of life to the sea and still on a body of water.

We closed on the house and decided that we 'd pass virtually of our time in our North Carolina residence, but would have frequent visits to our beach menage. We would dissever our time between our two rest home as we felt the urge.

During our first few calendar week in the beach house we were focused on redevelopment to the structure. The neighbor were very helpful, both with help and the loan of substantive tool. We got to jazz most of them somewhat, but really did n't have the opportunity to become finisher. However, that was soon to change.

Sid Dixon had helped me many times during the menstruum of our overhaul. The Dixons lived directly across the cul-de-sac from our beach menage in a large home, with particular landscaping and a large screened-in pool between the house and the Ngaio 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 sixties, physically fit and was an avid tennis player and an exceptional linksman. He was soft-spoken and about 5 foot ten or so, with saltiness and peppercorn pilus and neatly trimmed beard. His wife, Lynn, was a strikingly right looking woman. She was in her late fifty, tall ... probably 5 infantry 8 ... with attractively styled, long, brown hair. She was deliciously zoftig, just a little chunky in the waist, but with a curvy ass, and nicely shaped legs. Her vibrant personality was always pollyannaish and lively.

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

Lynn met us at the door and gracefully guided us to the terrace deck surrounding the pool. We sat down in the poolside couch while Lynn poured Margaritas for the others and a bourbon for me. I 'm afraid I 've never acquired a appreciation for Margaritas. Sid told us that they bought the lot thirty year earlier, anticipating moving to Florida when he retired from the engineering science firm. Lynn had been a social worker for the state of Penn and retired herself as soon as she became eligible. Once that had been accomplished, they moved to FL and built their retreat menage.

We talked about a spacious multifariousness of subjects and enjoyed the opportunity to con much more about our neighbors, their family, and their interests. After some time, Sid paused and then began to direct the conversation in a totally different and unexpected counsel. `` Dave, we 'd wish to talk about something with you and Carolyn. It 's quite personal and somewhat of a sensitive issue. ''

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

'' Well, we are members of a unparalleled neighborhood aged 's group. '' He paused briefly, and then continued, `` Lynn and I would like to promote you to participate, as well. ''

'' elder 's group ? '' I asked, somewhat bewildered. `` What kind of senior 's radical ? A locality bridge nine or something like that ? ``

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

'' wellspring, Dave, '' Lynn said, `` The seniors around here had become bored to death with the status quo life here in the region. The Everglade State life-style is fine, but it becomes cold awfully quick. Anyway, we started a mathematical group to add some spice to our lifetime, particularly our passion lives. Tim and Candie Saunders next to you were the ringleaders and started a 'senior swinger social club .'You know, have consensual sex in the undecided with the others in the chemical group. '' She paused, then continued, `` What do you call up ? Is this something that you might be interested in joining as a duo. ``

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

Sid laughed and said `` Not what you expected, is it ? There are four conjoin couplet that are function of our trivial group and we are all your neighbour.

I was somewhat offend and bewildered by this news. I sipped on my drink for a spell, trying to sort out this maturation in my brain. After a few minute I asked, `` Well, who are the others in your niggling grouping ? ``

Lynn said `` Tim and Candie Saunders and Doctor Ken Milner and his married woman Jan. You have n't met them, but they have that tumid sign on the other side of the Saunders. They 've been on a tour of EU for some time, but will be back in a calendar week or so. ''

'' Oh, Jeff and Jerri Overton are in, as well. '' interjected Sid. `` They were flower child way back when and were swinger before the term was probably invented. '' Jeff is still working part-time at the engineering firm on Route One in Town and Jerri is still teaching euphony. ``

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 duo attending. It 's usually been only two or three couples at any one party. As you 've probably concluded, all of us are mature, between 52 and 64, and virtually of us are retired.

I looked at my wife and she shrugged her berm in disbelief, a stunned and stupefy look on her typeface.

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

Lynn smiled and responded, `` Oh, quite serious .... and I think you two would be a wonderful addition to the group. ``

We sat for a few still moments and Lynn refreshed our drinks while all this began to fall off in.

I said `` When do you guys want to receive an answer from us ? ``

'' Well, how about this : Why do n't you talk about it overnight, '' said Sid. `` Perhaps you could join us for dinner tomorrow night. We can make a few beverage, some good vino, a nice dinner, and then you can secernate us your decision. If you feel uncomfortable and decide not to participate, that 's just fine with us and we 'll all remain Quaker. ''

Carolyn and I walked back to our theater, still trying to dig what we had just encountered. We talked about it and I must admit, I found the prospects to be intriguing and exciting. We were n't prudes and had several chance for a footling `` playday '' with others ... singles and pair ... early in our wedlock. However, once we had nestling, we had stopped all our sexual escapades. Carolyn was a cracking great deal more hesitant to get involved at our age than I was. We reached no conclusion and decided to log Z's on it.

All next day we mulled over the go, again not reaching any closing. Finally, we decided that we would attend the dinner party, ask further question, and then wee-wee our decision.

That next evening we walked across to the Dixon 's house and were escorted into the living elbow room by Sid while Lynn finished off dining compartment preparations. Carolyn offered to help oneself and get together her in the kitchen. Sid and I sipped Bourbon dynasty and chatted about summercater for several minutes with the girls out of the elbow room.

Lynn eventually called us to the mesa for an absolutely princely fish dinner party. Lynn was a very loquacious, talkative cleaning lady and obviously loved innuendo expressions and bivalent entendre, frequently using terms involving sex throughout the dinner party. I must hold, her colorful narratives and antics throughout dinner kept all of us laughing.

We adjourned to the living way for after-dinner deglutition and discussion. The Dixons told us about the swinging lifestyle they had experienced since they had retired to Everglade State and how very much fun they were having by being involved with the mathematical group in the cul-de-sac. Lynn reiterated that every couple 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 time, '' Sid chuckled, `` and then introduced us to the others in the group. ''

Tim and Candie were actually the duet living next door to us. Tim was a full general contractor, while Candie .... her name was really Candice ... was a nurse who had recently retired from the local hospital. Although they were near to us on the street, they had been out of town much of the clock 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 Nox and they all had gotten well lubricated with booze. During the even, Tim had asked Lynn if she liked to dance, which she did indeed. Consequently, they went dancing at various billet around Ithiel Town for a couple of hours.

Sid said, `` When we got back to the Saunders'home, we sat in their livelihood elbow room, Lynn with the Tim and Candie with me. The lights were low and after chatting briefly, I saw Tim kissing Lynn 's neck opening and caressing her body with his hands. For some reason, I did n't get covetous, but took the opportunity to passionately kiss Candie. After a few More minute of arc, Candie grabbed my hand and slipped it under the hem of her doll. That was too much of an invitation for me. I quickly began to promote Candie 's skirt up and slipped my hand up the inside of her second joint. Her panties were already wet. ''

Lynn picked up the narrative, `` Tim and I had been kissing for quite some fourth dimension, becoming more and to a greater extent passionate. He then suggested that we should leave 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 sleeping accommodation, he immediately began to kiss me and began to strip 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 summarisation of the conquest, `` I do n't think we need to go into any corking detail, but suffice to say that the evening had been an surpassing, sexually rewarding encounter. That was only the kickoff and, I must admit, Lynn and I have been addicted to the swinging lifestyle ever since. ''

The after-dinner deglutition along with the two bottleful of wine over dinner had all of us feeling no pain whatsoever. Lynn suggested that we turn on some medicine and do some dance in the aliveness room. She refilled our beverage and Sid turned on his exceptional speech sound system. The music was soft, slow, and sensual, encouraging close up impinging between the saltation couples. We probably danced for almost an hour. During that time we exchanged dance partners various prison term, but I could see that Carolyn and Sid were definitely getting along marvelously. Carolyn is 5'5 '' tall, slender, with small but well organize breasts. She said that the small-scale breasts were a blessing when she got into her fifties, since she had no sagging problem as did many of her friends. Without doubt, however, was the fact that her most attractive feature was her bosomy ass and her long, shapely legs.

On that fussy Night she was wearing a short, yellow sundress with a shoulder strap wrapped around her neck opening. I noticed that Carolyn and Sid were dancing extremely nigh and he had cupped his hands on her delicious ass while they danced. Lynn whispered to me, `` Dave, is it all rectify with you ; I mean, if Sid tries to seduce Carolyn. '' I thought for a spell and then responded by saying `` well, that 's really Carolyn 's conclusion to do, but we 'll just see how that progresses ''. I noticed that Sid had a particularly skanky grinning on his face while Carolyn had a familiar sensual smile as they pressed their bodies together.

Lynn took wait of my hands and directed them to her ass, grinding her hip into me and crushing her generous pap into my chest saying, `` How about you ? Do you suppose that I could relieve oneself this evening really exciting for you ? '' I suggested that we sit a terpsichore out and just look on our better half. Lynn sat side by side to me and started rubbing my erect hammer through my pants. My hands went to her generous breasts and we kissed a long, deep, sensual candy kiss. I watched through partially closed in eyes as Sid and Carolyn sat on the other couch opposite us. The two were soon passionately kissing and Sid was aggressively caressing Carolyn 's dead body. I watched as his helping hand slid up under the hem of her sun frock, pushing the fabric up as he began to gently stroke her pussy through her silky 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 see interest. '' She giggled. and said `` Sid, are you trying to seduce me ? ''

He just smiled, stood her up, turned her around, and pulled the grayback in the strap that held up the top of her frock. His hands slipped her dress down to her waistline, exposing her lacy bra-covered breasts. His handwriting cupped her tit and gently pinched her pap through the lacing decorated fabric. Carolyn looked over toward me and I responded with a smile of my own. Sid guided her toward the hall at the far English of the sustenance elbow room. Just before Carolyn went into the hallway leading to the bedroom she turned, her eyes questioning my acceptance of what was to obviously materialise. I nodded my header and gave her a knowing nictitation.

Lynn rose up from the sofa. `` Are you sure 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 sure that Sid will take very good care of her. He has a nice seven-incher that has never failed to satisfy me or anyone else. Why do n't we hand them a few transactions and then we can go and tick on them. ''

I was sitting on the sofa with Lynn standing directly in front of me. I slipped my hands up her leg and felt her pussy through her already soggy scanty. I gently slipped them down her legs to the floor and she kicked them aside. That accomplished, she raised one invertebrate foot onto the put, giving me much salutary access between her legs.

As I gently slipped my finger's breadth into her wet solidus, she pulled her dress up and off. Her hired hand slipped around to unclasp her bra and drop it to her rug. Lynn now stood completely naked in front of me. I gently slipped my left hand up her stomach to caress her full breasts, while gently probing her pussy with my finger and stroking her clit with my pollex. Lynn responded by moaning and rocking her articulatio coxae, driving her cunt against my prying fingers.

By now my rigid peter 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 storey between her splayed branch. I was going to enjoy eating the deliciously concentrated kitty-cat of this strikingly beautiful mature woman. I dove into her slash with enthusiasm, alternating between thrusting my tongue between her pussy lips and sucking her clit.

After a few brief bit her puss began to strain against my probing mouth. I slipped my fingerbreadth back into her stroke and started to fingerfuck her with my finger, while I eagerly continued sucking her clit. She arched her back against the couch, thrusting her pussycat hard against my fingerbreadth while I sucked and licked her clitoris. Suddenly she achieved her orgasm. `` Oh screw ! Ohhh ! Ohhh ! Ohhh !. '' I felt her twat clinch and spasm around my finger's breadth as she writhed and squirmed, reaching her first gear climax of the Night. Moments later she collapsed backward on the lounge, a broad smile tracing her face. `` Oh, Dave ! That was wonderful ! Oh, my ! You have a very talented tongue ! ''

I slipped my knitting shirt off over my top dog and stripped off my drawers and boxers. I shoved my rigid shaft of light toward her, knowing that I seriously needed some release of my own. Lynn shook her headspring, `` No, not just yet, Dave. Let 's just go and see how well Carolyn and Sid are getting along. ``

I ran my deal over her delightful ass as we walked toward the bedroom and she gripped my stiff and unyielding cock. Once at the bedroom room access, I saw that Sid 's expression was buried in my wife 's pussy. He had her second joint spread around his pass, giving him ended admittance to her luscious naked body. Carolyn was moaning and thrusting against his font with increasing importunity. Suddenly she achieved her flood tide, screaming as the orgasm thundered through her consistency. `` Ohhhhh ! Oh, piece of tail ! '' she wailed as the intensity of the orgasm rushed through her body.

Eventually the climax faded and her soundbox suddenly went limp. Sid gently worked his way up her physical structure, licking and kissing, lingering at her small breasts in rules of order suckle at her tremendously extended nipples. I watched as his grueling prick rubbed and traced along her pussy lips. She responded by opening her legs wider and thrusting her slash toward his probing dick.

He reached down to gently rub his cockhead against her sloughy slash. `` Carolyn, do you want me to put my cock in your pussy ? Do you need me to get laid you ? '' Carolyn strained to grasp his shaft with her pussy as she nodding her head. `` Tell me what you want me to do, Carolyn, '' he asked. `` Tell me exactly what you want me to do. ``

'' I want you to get it on me ! '' she moaned in sexually aroused overload. `` I want you to stick your dick in me ! I want you to know my mental capacity out ! ''

Sid immediately thrust forward, slowly rocking his hips toward her anxiously waiting pussy. I watched as his unbending tool firmly disappeared into my wife 's virgule, then re-emerged, glistening wet. With his second jabbing he buried his cock deeply inside her. He fucked her with increasing strength as Carolyn 's helping hand grabbed his ass, firmly pulling him in and out of her.

As the stride increased, she began squealing in intimate arousal. `` Oh get it on me, Sid ! Oh screwing ! Oh, fuck ! Ohhhhhhhh ! '' I could see his intemperately cock, thrusting thick into her while I knew that she was trying to grasp his cock with her pussy, endeavoring to hold it deep inside her with each thrust. I smiled, remembering that delicious experience from many shtup over the years. I 'm sure Sid was enjoying the experience as much as she was !

I suddenly realized that Lynn had sucked my dick into her oral cavity. Mmmmmmm ! Her velvety backtalk were incessantly sucking on my stiff spear, her lingua caressing the bottom of my cock. She was an particular cocksucker, and although I always bask a good blowjob, I was thoroughly aroused and need a dangerous fuck. I reluctantly pulled her to her feet and guided her to the adjoining Guest bedroom.

We were both thoroughly stimulated and ready to fuck. Lynn scrambled onto the guest room bed as we entered the way. She quickly lay on her back, slipping a pillow under her ass to prepare an improved angle of penetration for me. She hurriedly spread her stage, opening her oozing slash while I knelt between her second joint and positioned my cock at the incoming to her tidal bore twat. As I pushed into her waiting cunt, I felt her slash bolt up my rigid cock until my nut case rebounded off her ass.

Lynn was already on the scepter of another sexual climax. Her torso started to shiver and tremble in expectancy after I had thrust only a few deep strokes into her clinching pussy. `` fucking me, now ! '' she moaned, `` fuck me, Dave ! Fuck me ! Fuck me ! Fuck me ... hard and deep ! ''. Her ravenous pussy was clinching and squeezing my dick as I rammed into her. The compounding of her surging torso and her scream of overwhelming sexual passion, brought me to the verge of my own climax.

Lynn 's body began to tense up 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 cryptical inside her, grinding her pelvic arch against my thrusts.

'' Cum in me ! Cum in me, NOW ! Oh, fucking 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, light strokes. Then I reached my own orgasm and began pumping my boiling semen into her beat cunt. `` Aaarrgghhh ! ! '' I moaned, `` Oh shag ! Oh fucking ! Oh fuck ! ``, my superheated cock jerking as the creamy sperm flooded her soppy pussy.

Once our orgasm had subsided, we lay for long minutes, gasping for intimation as the sexual excess gradually receded from our temporarily exhausted dead body. Lynn lay in my arms, her straits nestled against my pectus. Her boastfully tits were heaving as her torso trembled slightly, flushed with the exhilaration of our encounter. I reached down and surveyed the bouffant lips of her pussy, my finger slipping inside the silky, soaked hatchway. `` Hmmm, Lynn. Your snatch feels well fucked, '' I said softly. `` How are you doing ? '' I asked.

'' Mmmmm, '' she murmured, `` Never better. Thank you for a fabulous fuck. '' After a few hush moments she continued, `` Why do n't we link Carolyn and Sid. ''

We walked through the business firm and eventually found Sid and Carolyn in the kitchen, both completely naked as they prepared fresh stave of swallow. Carolyn smiled and easily slipped into my open weapon system. `` How you doing, darling '' I asked.

'' wondrous ! I had a wonderful time. I just had so many good orgasms, '' she responded enthusiastically. `` Do you have it off, I think I could actually get to like this swapping racket ! 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 living room, commenting on how we felt so much closer to one another. After nearly half an hour we finally finished our swallow and Sid suggested that we take a communal cascade. We all seemed to check that it was necessary and could also be gratifying !

The four of us all slipped into their with child `` Florida-style '' shower bath, giggling as we enjoyed the warm, penetrating nebulizer. Of course, there was a pregnant amount of money of smooching and groping among us while we cleaned up. Sid and Carolyn were first to mistreat out of the shower, dry with the fluffy towels and recurrence to the life elbow room. Lynn and I took a few minutes longer to get dry and conjoin the others. When we entered the living room we saw Sid and Carolyn on the sofa, both naked and eagerly caressing one another.

Sid was suckling at my wife 's luscious breast, while his fingers easily slid in and out of her anxiously moist pussycat. At the same time he gently used his thumb to stroke and fondle her button. Carolyn leaned her read/write head against the binding of the couch, her eye closed and sensually moaning as she savored his probing thrusting and suckling backtalk. Lynn was slightly in the tip as we entered the living way. She paused in gild to watch Carolyn and her married man as he caressed her queasy soundbox.

I slipped up behind her, allowing my cock to remain in the crack cocaine of her ass as it hardened. My hands glided around her to caress her deliciously wide-cut, welcoming tit. We watched our spouses enjoying one another for a few minutes when I took one hired hand down, grasped my cock and rubbed it between her legs and against her pussy.

Sid pushed Carolyn back on the couch and crouched between her legs. He lifted her ass up giving him intimately access to do it her deeply and quickly positioned his rooster, gently rubbing the cockhead against her silken slit as he prepared to dawn her pussy. He lifted each of her legs, spreading them apart as he positioned them on his shoulder joint and his rigid shaft prodded against the mouth of her anxious virgule. When his cockhead pierced her pussy, he shoved himself all the way in. He then began to rhythmically sleep together in and out of her, gradually increasing in pace and intensity.

Lynn 's cunt was extremely wet as she rubbed back against my cock. She looked back at me over her shoulder and said, `` I want you to have it away me again. I want you to do it me now ! '' I pushed her onto her manus and genu on the floor and crouched behind her as we continued to follow our spouses fucking on the couch. Bracing herself on one arm, the fingers of Lynn 's free deal found her boob, stroking and fondling wildly as she rammed back against my thrusting cock. I grabbed her hips and began plunging my turncock in and out of her voluptuous and dampish pussy.

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

Carolyn was the first to reach her sexual climax, her spasming pussy endeavoring to draw Sid 's cock ever deeper into her writhing body. `` Ohhhhhhh, Sid '' she moaned, `` Fuck me ! Fuck me ! Fuck me skillful ! '' Sid hit bottom and held firm as his body shuddered and trembled. I could sense the throbbing of his cock as he flooded her cunt with his creamy semen. Carolyn 's moans 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 exit as my sperm burst free, flowing deep into Lynn 's eager, sucking pussy. That alone sent Lynn over the sharpness, screaming in sexual dismission as her own juice flooded down to unite mine.

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

Lynn turned to us, `` Well, '' she asked quietly. `` Have you decided to bring together our little group ? ``

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

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