It was certainly not what we expected at that finical stage of our lives. Unbelievably, my married woman and I found ourselves in the middle of a `` swinging lifestyle '' chemical group in our mature geezerhood. Incredible ! Perhaps I better cave in some ground on us, our circumstances, and what led us to this way of liveliness just a few old age ago.

My figure is Dave Stewart. I was in my betimes 1960s at the clock time that the postdate series of incidents occurred and had been married to my wife Carolyn for to a greater extent than thirty eld. I had retired from the U. S. Army as a lieutenant colonel in my early on XL and was able to utilise my acquirement in logistics to a endorse career in the business mankind with a multi-modal logistics company in Walter Ralegh.

After many old age of service there, my regional firm was bought-out by a gravid, multi-national Transportation-Logistics corporation. The new owners were intending to take a dissimilar corporate approach with the firm, yet offered all those elder employees with more than 20 years of service and who were over age 60 the opportunity to retire early on on a slightly reduced annuity. That was a no-brainer for me. I already had my Army pension and the retreat check from the business would certainly provide a handsome income.

Just about the same sentence my wife, a older breast feeding supervisory program at a regional medical gist, was informed that the facility would undergo an organizational restructuring. Staff members with more than 35 age of service of process were offered full retirement benefits, opening up senior positions to young 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 care organisation 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-scale part of my pay way back when I first was a firebrand new 2nd lieutenant in the Army. During the rest of my vocation I had continued the practice of investing a few give up one dollar bill each pay check, turning all my investing over to an old fraternity buddy of mine from UNC. He had indeed done a unspoiled job as an investment pleader, because by the meter of my second retirement, we had a very gravid, sound, and diversified portfolio.

We decided that it might be in our skillful pursuit to buy a beach house in FL as a second gear home. We had paid off our home in Ralegh, so we had money to commit. Florida was in the cut down side of one of the frequent `` place tumbler pigeon coaster rides '' the state seems to feel. Consequently, it was a buyers-market. We found the perfect tense home on the Atlantic coast Dixieland of St. Augustine. It was a foreclosure and did need some work, but it was a frightful bargain.

The house was on a cul-de-sac on a roadblock island Dixie of the city. The cul-de-sac was actually on a diminished peninsula projecting into the fen along the Intracostal watercourse. So, although the beach house was n't on an Atlantic beach, it was only a curt walk to the ocean and still on a body of weewee.

We closed on the house and decided that we 'd pass most of our time in our North Carolina mansion, but would have frequent visits to our beach house. We would split our time between our two homes as we felt the urge.

During our first few weeks in the beach theater we were focused on renovation to the structure. The neighbors were very helpful, both with assistance and the loanword of essential cock. We got to know virtually of them somewhat, but really did n't have got the opportunity to go finisher. However, that was soon to change.

Sid Dixon had helped me many multiplication during the flow of our overhaul. The Dixons lived directly across the cul-de-sac from our beach house in a magnanimous place, with exceeding landscaping and a large screened-in pool between the firm and the Marsh leading to the Intracoastal. He was a strike out 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 player and an exceptional linksman. He was soft-spoken and about 5 foot ten or so, with salt and black pepper hair and neatly trimmed face fungus. His married woman, Lynn, was a strikingly good looking woman. She was in her late fifties, tall ... probably 5 substructure 8 ... with attractively styled, long, Brown pilus. She was deliciously buxom, just a piddling chunky in the waist, but with a voluptuous ass, and nicely shaped peg. Her vivacious personality was always cheerful and lively.

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

Lynn met us at the door and gracefully guided us to the patio deck surrounding the pool. We sat down in the poolside sofa 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 thirty class earlier, anticipating moving to Sunshine State when he retired from the engineering business firm. Lynn had been a social worker for the country of Pennsylvania and retired herself as soon as she became eligible. Once that had been accomplished, they moved to Florida and built their retirement abode.

We talked about a all-inclusive miscellany of study and enjoyed the opportunity to check much more about our neighbors, their family, and their interest. After some time, Sid paused and then began to direct the conversation in a totally dissimilar and unexpected direction. `` Dave, we 'd like to discourse something with you and Carolyn. It 's quite personal and somewhat of a sensitive affair. ''

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

'' Well, we are extremity of a unequaled neck of the woods older 's group. '' He paused briefly, and then continued, `` Lynn and I would like to further you to participate, as well. ''

'' Senior 's group ? '' I asked, somewhat bewildered. `` What kind of aged 's group ? A vicinity bridge social club or something like that ? ``

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

'' Well, Dave, '' Lynn said, `` The seniors around here had become bored to death with the position quo life here in the region. The FL lifestyle is fine, but it becomes stale awfully ready. Anyway, we started a group to add some spice to our lives, particularly our love lives. Tim and Candie Saunders side by side to you were the ringleaders and started a 'senior swingers mixer club .'You know, have consensual sex in the afford with the others in the group. '' She paused, then continued, `` What do you think ? Is this something that you might be interested in joining as a pair. ``

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

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

I was somewhat take aback and bewildered by this word. I sipped on my drink for a while, trying to separate out this development in my head. After a few moments 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 side of the Saunders. They 've been on a tour of Europe for some sentence, but will be back in a hebdomad or so. ''

'' Oh, Jeff and Jerri Overton are in, as well. '' interjected Sid. `` They were hippies way back when and were swingers 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 medicine. ``

Sid said `` If we 've correctly accounted for everyone, that would make four twain 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 span at any one party. As you 've probably concluded, all of us are matured, between 52 and 64, and almost of us are retired.

I looked at my wife and she shrugged her shoulders in unbelief, a stun and bewildered look on her face.

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

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

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

I said `` When do you blackguard want to get an answer from us ? ``

'' Well, how about this : Why do n't you talk about it overnight, '' said Sid. `` Perhaps you could fall in us for dinner tomorrow night. We can deliver a few swallow, some good wine-coloured, a squeamish dinner, and then you can tell us your decision. If you feel uncomfortable and settle not to enter, that 's just fine with us and we 'll all persist friends. ''

Carolyn and I walked back to our sign of the zodiac, still trying to grasp what we had just encountered. We talked about it and I must admit, I found the prospects to be challenging and exciting. We were n't puritan and had various opportunity for a piddling `` playtime '' with others ... singles and distich ... early in our spousal relationship. However, once we had kids, we had stopped all our sexual escapades. 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 side by side day we mulled over the offer, again not reaching any conclusions. Finally, we decided that we would attend the dinner party, ask far inquiry, and then make our decision.

That adjacent evening we walked across to the Dixon 's house and were escorted into the living way by Sid while Lynn finished off dining car preparations. Carolyn offered to avail and connect her in the kitchen. Sid and I sipped bourbon and chatted about athletics for respective minutes with the girls out of the room.

Lynn eventually called us to the table for an absolutely sumptuous Pisces dinner. Lynn was a very talkative, chatty woman and obviously loved innuendo expressions and double entendre, frequently using footing involving sex throughout the dinner. I must admit, her colourful narratives and antics throughout dinner kept all of us laughing.

We adjourned to the animation elbow room for after-dinner drinks and discussion. The Dixons told us about the swinging lifestyle they had experienced since they had retired to Sunshine State and how very much fun they were having by being involved with the group in the cul-de-sac. Lynn reiterated that every twain on our end of the street were involved.

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

'' fountainhead, Tim and Candie Saunders, really seduced us the first metre, '' Sid chuckled, `` and then introduced us to the others in the grouping. ''

Tim and Candie were actually the couple living adjacent door to us. Tim was a general contractor, while Candie .... her name was really Candice ... was a nurse who had recently retired from the local hospital. Although they were finale to us on the street, they had been out of townsfolk much of the metre we had been working on the house and we had only a expiration acquaintance 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 liquor. During the evening, Tim had asked Lynn if she liked to dance, which she did indeed. Consequently, they went dancing at respective seat around town for a duo of hours.

Sid said, `` When we got back to the Saunders'menage, we sat in their living room, Lynn with the Tim and Candie with me. The lighting were low and after chatting briefly, I saw Tim kissing Lynn 's cervix and caressing her organic structure with his hired hand. For some reason, I did n't get jealous, but took the opportunity to passionately kiss Candie. After a few more proceedings, Candie grabbed my hand and slipped it under the hem of her skirt. That was too much of an invitation for me. I quickly began to push Candie 's skirt up and slipped my bridge player up the inside of her thighs. Her step-in were already wet. ''

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

Sid smiled and led to a summarisation of the seduction, `` I do n't think we need to go into any peachy detail, but suffice to say that the evening had been an particular, sexually rewarding face-off. That was only the kickoff and, I must admit, Lynn and I have been addicted to the swing lifestyle ever since. ''

The after-dinner drinks along with the two bottles of wine-colored over dinner had all of us feeling no pain whatsoever. Lynn suggested that we turn on some music and do some dancing in the living elbow room. She refilled our drink and Sid turned on his exceptional sound system. The euphony was diffuse, slow, and fleshly, encouraging close contact between the saltation yoke. We probably danced for almost an hour. During that time we exchanged dance partner several times, but I could see that Carolyn and Sid were definitely getting along marvelously. Carolyn is 5'5 '' tall, slender, with small but well formed chest. She said that the small breasts were a blessing when she got into her fifties, since she had no sagging problem as did many of her friends. Without doubtfulness, however, was the fact that her most attractive feature article was her curvy ass and her recollective, shapely legs.

On that especial night she was wearing a short, yellowed sundress with a strap wrapped around her neck opening. I noticed that Carolyn and Sid were dancing extremely close and he had cupped his bridge player on her delicious ass while they danced. Lynn whispered to me, `` Dave, is it all right with you ; I mean, if Sid tries to seduce Carolyn. '' I thought for a while and then responded by saying `` fountainhead, that 's really Carolyn 's decision to make, but we 'll just see how that progresses ''. I noticed that Sid had a particularly arch grin on his face while Carolyn had a familiar sensual smile as they pressed their physical structure together.

Lynn took cargo deck of my mitt and directed them to her ass, grinding her pelvis into me and crushing her generous titty into my thorax saying, `` How about you ? Do you think that I could lay down this eventide really exciting for you ? '' I suggested that we sit a dancing out and just watch our spouses. Lynn sat future to me and started rubbing my erect turncock through my gasp. My hands went to her generous breasts and we kissed a farseeing, deep, sensual candy kiss. I watched through partially closed eyes as Sid and Carolyn sat on the other sofa opposite us. The two were soon passionately kissing and Sid was aggressively caressing Carolyn 's eubstance. I watched as his hand slid up under the hem of her sun dress, pushing the fabric up as he began to gently stroke her slit through her silky panties.

After a few instant I heard Sid ask Carolyn, `` Carolyn, why do n't we go in the other room. I have something you may notice concern. '' 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 shoulder strap that held up the top of her dress. His manus slipped her apparel down to her waist, exposing her lacy bra-covered breasts. His men cupped her tits and gently pinched her mamilla through the lacing decorated fabric. Carolyn looked over toward me and I responded with a grinning of my own. Sid guided her toward the manse at the far slope of the living room. Just before Carolyn went into the hall leading to the bedroom she turned, her eye questioning my toleration of what was to obviously happen. I nodded my head and gave her a knowing wink.

Lynn rose up from the couch. `` Are you sure that everything about this is all correctly 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 in very soundly care of her. He has a nice seven-incher that has never failed to satisfy me or anyone else. Why do n't we leave them a few minutes and then we can go and determine on them. ''

I was sitting on the couch with Lynn standing directly in forepart of me. I slipped my deal up her leg and felt her pussy through her already sloughy panties. I gently slipped them down her legs to the floor and she kicked them aside. That accomplished, she raised one substructure onto the redact, giving me a good deal beneficial admittance between her legs.

As I gently slipped my fingers into her wet slash, she pulled her dress up and off. Her mitt slipped around to unclasp her bra and driblet it to her carpet. Lynn now stood completely naked in movement of me. I gently slipped my odd hand up her stomach to caress her good breasts, while gently probing her pussycat with my fingers and stroking her clit with my thumb. Lynn responded by moaning and rocking her pelvic arch, driving her cunt against my prying fingers.

By now my rigid cock was straining to be released from the confines of my khaki. I pulled her down and sat her on the redact as I knelt on the level between her rotate legs. I was going to enjoy eating the deliciously saturated puss of this strikingly beautiful mature womanhood. I dove into her slash with enthusiasm, alternating between thrusting my tongue between her puss sassing and sucking her clitoris.

After a few brief moments her twat began to sift against my probing lip. I slipped my finger's breadth back into her slash and started to fingerfuck her with my fingers, while I eagerly continued sucking her clit. She arched her back against the sofa, thrusting her pussy operose against my digit while I sucked and licked her clit. Suddenly she achieved her orgasm. `` Oh fuck ! Ohhh ! Ohhh ! Ohhh !. '' I felt her kitty-cat clutches and spasm around my finger's breadth as she writhed and squirmed, reaching her showtime orgasm of the night. here and now later she collapsed backward on the couch, a broad smiling tracing her face. `` Oh, Dave ! That was wonderful ! Oh, my ! You have a very talented tongue ! ''

I slipped my knit shirt off over my head and stripped off my knickers and packer. I shoved my rigid shaft toward her, knowing that I seriously needed some release of my own. Lynn shook her head, `` No, not just yet, Dave. Let 's just go and see how well Carolyn and Sid are getting along. ``

I ran my handwriting over her delightful ass as we walked toward the bedroom and she gripped my stiff and unyielding cock. Once at the sleeping accommodation door, I saw that Sid 's face was buried in my wife 's slit. He had her thighs spread around his head, giving him complete approach to her luscious nude body. Carolyn was moaning and thrusting against his face with increasing urgency. Suddenly she achieved her climax, screaming as the orgasm thundered through her dead body. `` Ohhhhh ! Oh, Fuck ! '' she wailed as the chroma of the orgasm rushed through her eubstance.

Eventually the climax faded and her body suddenly went hobble. Sid gently worked his way up her body, licking and kissing, lingering at her modest chest in parliamentary procedure suckle at her tremendously elongated nipples. I watched as his unvoiced cock rubbed and traced along her pussycat sassing. She responded by opening her stage wider and thrusting her cut toward his probing dick.

He reached down to gently rub his cockhead against her soggy stroke. `` Carolyn, do you need me to put my cock in your slit ? Do you want me to lie with you ? '' Carolyn strained to comprehend his cock with her snatch as she nodding her headland. `` recite 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 stupefy your tool in me ! I want you to sleep with my brains out ! ''

Sid immediately thrust forward, slowly rocking his hips toward her anxiously waiting pussy. I watched as his rigid cock firmly disappeared into my wife 's stroke, then re-emerge, glistening wet. With his second base jabbing he buried his cock deeply inside her. He fucked her with increasing intensity as Carolyn 's hands grabbed his ass, firmly pulling him in and out of her.

As the step increased, she began squealing in sexual rousing. `` Oh fuck me, Sid ! Oh screwing ! Oh, fuck ! Ohhhhhhhh ! '' I could see his grueling hammer, thrusting deep 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 push. I smiled, remembering that yummy experience from many piece of tail over the years. I 'm sure Sid was enjoying the experience as much as she was !

I suddenly realized that Lynn had sucked my cock into her back talk. Mmmmmmm ! Her velvety lips were incessantly sucking on my clay shaft, her knife caressing the bottom of my shaft. She was an exceeding cocksucker, and although I always bask a unspoilt blowjob, I was thoroughly aroused and need a serious fuck. I reluctantly pulled her to her metrical unit and guided her to the adjoining Guest sleeping room.

We were both thoroughly stimulated and set up to fuck. Lynn scrambled onto the invitee room bed as we entered the room. She quickly lay on her back, slipping a pillow under her ass to prepare an ameliorate slant of penetration for me. She hurriedly spread her pegleg, opening her oozing slash while I knelt between her thigh and positioned my stopcock at the entree to her aegir snatch. As I pushed into her waiting snatch, I felt her slash gobble up my unbending cock until my nuts rebounded off her ass.

Lynn was already on the brink of another sexual climax. Her body started to shiver and tremble in anticipation after I had thrust only a few deep strokes into her clinching pussy. `` Fuck me, now ! '' she moaned, `` Fuck me, Dave ! Fuck me ! Fuck me ! Fuck me ... hard and mysterious ! ''. Her starved twat was clinching and squeezing my cock as I rammed into her. The combination of her surging body and her shrieks of overwhelming intimate cacoethes, brought me to the brink of my own orgasm.

Lynn 's soundbox began to tense up as she rapidly approached another climax. She enthusiastically clutched my ass and held me firmly while I drove my rooster in and out of her. Lynn suddenly pulled me recondite inside her, grinding her pelvis against my thrusting.

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

Her twat seemed to be actually sucking me ever deeper into her. By now I was pounding into her with very rapid, short accident. Then I reached my own orgasm and began pumping my boiling come into her pulsating pussy. `` Aaarrgghhh ! ! '' I moaned, `` Oh fuck ! Oh fuck ! Oh fuck ! ``, my superheated cock jolt as the creamy sperm cell flooded her soppy snatch.

Once our sexual climax had subsided, we lay for long moment, gasping for breath as the sexual excess gradually receded from our temporarily exhausted bodies. Lynn lay in my arms, her head nestled against my dresser. Her vauntingly titmouse were heaving as her dead body trembled slightly, flushed with the exhilaration of our coming upon. I reached down and surveyed the puffy lips of her slit, my fingers slipping inside the silky, soaked opening. `` Hmmm, Lynn. Your puss feels well fucked, '' I said softly. `` How are you doing ? '' I asked.

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

We walked through the menage and eventually found Sid and Carolyn in the kitchen, both completely naked as they prepared unfermented round of drinking. Carolyn smiled and easily slipped into my open limb. `` How you doing, darling '' I asked.

'' Fantastic ! I had a wonderful sentence. I just had so many good climax, '' she responded enthusiastically. `` Do you know, I think I could actually get to like this swapping noise ! 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 life room, commenting on how we felt so much tightlipped to one another. After nearly half an 60 minutes we finally finished our drink and Sid suggested that we take a communal exhibitor. We all seemed to agree that it was necessary and could also be pleasurable !

The four of us all slipped into their expectant `` Florida-style '' cascade, giggling as we enjoyed the warm, penetrating spray. Of trend, there was a significant sum of caressing and groping among us while we cleaned up. Sid and Carolyn were first to ill-treat out of the shower, dry with the fluffy towels and take to the living room. Lynn and I took a few minute longer to get dry and join the others. When we entered the living room we saw Sid and Carolyn on the couch, both naked and eagerly caressing one another.

Sid was suckling at my married woman 's juicy breasts, while his fingers easily slid in and out of her anxiously dampish pussy. At the same time he gently used his thumb to stroke and caress her clit. Carolyn leaned her head against the back of the couch, her eyes closed and sensually moaning as she savored his probing thrusts and suckling lips. Lynn was slightly in the lead as we entered the living room. She paused in edict to watch Carolyn and her husband as he caressed her queasy organic structure.

I slipped up behind her, allowing my dick to stay in the crack of her ass as it hardened. My men glided around her to fondle her deliciously good, welcoming breasts. We watched our spouses enjoying one another for a few transactions when I took one script 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 easily access to make love her deeply and quickly positioned his cock, gently rubbing the cockhead against her silken incision as he prepared to sink in her pussy. He lifted each of her legs, spreading them apart as he positioned them on his shoulder and his rigid shaft prodded against the backtalk of her uneasy slash. When his cockhead pierced her pussy, he shoved himself all the way in. He then began to rhythmically fuck in and out of her, gradually increasing in tempo and intensity.

Lynn 's cunt was extremely wet as she rubbed back against my hammer. She looked back at me over her articulatio humeri and said, `` I want you to fuck me again. I want you to fuck me now ! '' I pushed her onto her hands and human knee on the base and crouched behind her as we continued to observe our better half fucking on the lounge. Bracing herself on one arm, the fingers of Lynn 's free hand found her titty, stroking and fondling wildly as she rammed back against my thrusting cock. I grabbed her hips and began plunging my rooster in and out of her voluptuous and moist pussy.

I watched with arousing pleasure as my wife was earnestly fucked by Sid and I slid my gumshoe into his wife 's pussy. Oh, man ! The feeling was wonderful ! We each watched the others in this delirious, wonton sexual bodily function. Collectively we were building toward a amazing mathematical group climax !

Carolyn was the first of all to pass her orgasm, her spasming pussy endeavoring to draw Sid 's rooster ever deeper into her writhing body. `` Ohhhhhhh, Sid '' she moaned, `` Fuck me ! screwing me ! Fuck me safe ! '' Sid hit undersurface and held firm as his body shuddered and trembled. I could sense the throbbing of his turncock as he flooded her cunt with his creamy cum. Carolyn 's moans slowly subsided as she descended from her climax.

By now Lynn was fucking back against my hammer cock and quickly triggered my orgasm. I howled in release as my spermatozoan burst free, flowing mysterious into Lynn 's eager, sucking pussy. That alone sent Lynn over the edge, screaming in sexual release as her own juice flooded down to conjoin mine.

We finally all collapsed, slipping into a brief period of rejuvenating sleep. It took quite a few minute for us to retrieve, 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. consider us in ! ``

Just like that, we became penis of the neighborhood senior swinger social gild. Our lives would never be the Lapp, as the succeeding workweek revealed..