It was certainly not what we expected at that particular leg of our lives. Unbelievably, my wife and I found ourselves in the middle of a `` swinge lifestyle '' group in our mature years. unbelievable ! Perhaps I better give some background on us, our portion, and what led us to this way of aliveness just a few years ago.

My name is Dave Stewart. I was in my early sixties at the time that the following serial of incidents occurred and had been married to my married woman Carolyn for More than thirty year. I had retired from the U. S. Army as a lieutenant colonel in my early forties and was able to enforce my attainment in logistics to a second life history in the line humans with a multi-modal logistics company in Raleigh.

After many geezerhood of service there, my regional house was bought-out by a enceinte, multi-national Transportation-Logistics corporation. The new owners were intending to take aim a different incorporated approach with the firm, yet offered all those senior employees with more than 20 years of overhaul and who were over age 60 the chance to retire early on a slightly reduced rente. That was a no-brainer for me. I already had my Army pension and the retreat stop from the business organisation would certainly bring home the bacon a handsome income.

Just about the Same time my wife, a senior breast feeding executive program at a regional medical center, was informed that the facility would undergo an organizational restructuring. Staff members with more than 35 years of servicing were offered full phase of the moon retirement welfare, opening up senior positions to immature employees. Carolyn had been hired straight out of nursing shoal and had been working at several of the hospitals operated by the nonprofit health maintenance governance ever since. Again, this was a no-brainer, as well, and she quickly accepted.

On the investment front line, we were pretty well established, too. I had started investing a low part of my pay way back when I first was a brand new secondment police lieutenant in the regular army. During the residuum of my vocation I had continued the practice of investing a few unornamented dollars each pay check, turning all my investments over to an old fraternity brother of mine from UNC. He had indeed done a good job as an investment counselor, because by the time of my mo retirement, we had a very large, sound, and diversified portfolio.

We decided that it might be in our substantially interest to buy a beach house in Florida as a moment family. We had paid off our home in Sir Walter Ralegh, so we had money to invest. Florida was in the pile side of one of the buy at `` prop roller coaster rides '' the nation seems to get. Consequently, it was a buyers-market. We found the perfect plate on the Atlantic Ocean coast south of St. Augustine. It was a foreclosure and did call for some oeuvre, but it was a tremendous bargain.

The theatre was on a cul-de-sac on a barrier island due south of the city. The cul-de-sac was actually on a diminished peninsula projecting into the marshland along the Intracostal waterway. So, although the beach house was n't on an Atlantic beach, it was only a short walk to the sea and still on a consistency of weewee.

We closed on the household and decided that we 'd spend near of our fourth dimension in our Union Carolina residence, but would have sponsor visits to our beach business firm. We would split our sentence between our two menage as we felt the urge.

During our beginning few workweek in the beach house we were focused on overhaul to the structure. The neighbor were very helpful, both with assist and the loanword of essential shaft. We got to get laid most of them somewhat, but really did n't birth the chance to become closer. However, that was soon to alter.

Sid Dixon had helped me many clock time during the period of our renovation. The Dixons lived directly across the cul-de-sac from our beach theatre in a large home, with special landscaping and a large screened-in consortium between the firm and the Ngaio Marsh leading to the Intracoastal. He was a hit the sack engineer who had moved to Everglade State from PA a few long time before. A good looking man in his mid-sixties, physically fit and was an avid tennis player and an exceptional golfer. He was soft-spoken and about 5 foot ten or so, with salt and capsicum pepper plant fuzz and neatly trimmed beard. His wife, Lynn, was a strikingly honest looking cleaning woman. She was in her recent fifties, tall ... probably 5 foot 8 ... with attractively styled, long, brown hair's-breadth. She was deliciously stacked, just a little chunky in the waist, but with a curvy ass, and nicely wrought branch. Her vivacious personality was always upbeat 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 piece 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 taste for Margaritas. Sid told us that they bought the lot thirty years earlier, anticipating moving to Florida when he retired from the engineering business firm. Lynn had been a social worker for the state of Keystone State and retired herself as soon as she became eligible. Once that had been accomplished, they moved to Florida and built their retirement menage.

We talked about a all-encompassing variety of subject and enjoyed the opportunity to acquire much more about our neighbor, their fellowship, and their sake. After some time, Sid paused and then began to engineer the conversation in a totally different and unexpected direction. `` Dave, we 'd wish to talk about something with you and Carolyn. It 's quite personal and somewhat of a sore matter. ''

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

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

'' elder 's mathematical group ? '' I asked, somewhat bewildered. `` What kind of senior 's group ? A neighborhood bridge golf-club 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 grouping and what makes it unique ? ``

'' fountainhead, Dave, '' Lynn said, `` The seniors around here had become bored to death with the position quo life here in the vicinity. The Florida lifestyle is fine, but it becomes stale awfully speedy. Anyway, we started a group to add some spiciness to our lives, particularly our honey lives. Tim and Candie Saunders succeeding to you were the ringleaders and started a 'senior swingers social club .'You know, have consensual sex in the open with the others in the group. '' She paused, then continued, `` What do you guess ? Is this something that you might be occupy in joining as a couple. ``

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 tot up surprise as she stared at Lynn.

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

I was somewhat shocked and bewildered by this word. I sipped on my drink for a while, trying to sort out this development in my mind. After a few moments I asked, `` Well, who are the others in your minuscule group ? ``

Lynn said `` Tim and Candie Saunders and Dr. Ken Milner and his wife Jan. You have n't met them, but they have that large star sign on the early English of the Saunders. They 've been on a tour of Common Market 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 swinger before the full term was probably invented. '' Jeff is still working part-time at the engineering business firm on road One in township and Jerri is still teaching medicine. ``

Sid said `` If we 've correctly accounted for everyone, that would build 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 couple at any one party. As you 've probably concluded, all of us are senesce, between 52 and 64, and about of us are retired.

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

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

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 silent moments and Lynn refreshed our drinks while all this began to sink in.

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

'' Well, how about this : Why do n't you talk about it overnight, '' said Sid. `` Perhaps you could join us for dinner party tomorrow dark. We can cause a few drinks, some skillful wine, a nice dinner, and then you can distinguish us your determination. If you feel uncomfortable and adjudicate not to take part, that 's just ticket with us and we 'll all persist Quaker. ''

Carolyn and I walked back to our house, still trying to grasp what we had just encountered. We talked about it and I must accommodate, I found the panorama to be intriguing and turn on. We were n't prude and had respective opportunity for a little `` playtime '' with others ... singles and pair ... early in our marriage. However, once we had Kid, 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 ending and decided to kip on it.

All next day we mulled over the crack, again not reaching any conclusions. Finally, we decided that we would attend the dinner, ask far interrogation, and then make up our decision.

That future evening we walked across to the Dixon 's theater and were escorted into the support way by Sid while Lynn finished off dining compartment preparations. Carolyn offered to aid and fall in her in the kitchen. Sid and I sipped bourbon and chatted about sports for respective hour with the daughter out of the elbow room.

Lynn eventually called us to the mesa for an absolutely grand angle dinner. Lynn was a very gabby, gabby womanhood and obviously loved innuendo verbalism and double entendre, frequently using terms involving sex throughout the dinner. I must admit, her colorful narrative and trick throughout dinner kept all of us laughing.

We adjourned to the living elbow room for after-dinner drinks and discussion. The Dixons told us about the swinging modus vivendi they had experienced since they had retired to FL and how 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 inaugural time, '' Sid chuckled, `` and then introduced us to the others in the group. ''

Tim and Candie were actually the dyad living future door to us. Tim was a cosmopolitan contractile organ, while Candie .... her name was really Candice ... was a nursemaid who had recently retired from the topical anaesthetic hospital. Although they were snug to us on the street, they had been out of town much of the time we had been working on the sign and we had only a passing familiarity 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 spirits. During the evening, Tim had asked Lynn if she liked to dance, which she did indeed. Consequently, they went dancing at several places around townsfolk for a couple of hours.

Sid said, `` When we got back to the Saunders'home, we sat in their livelihood 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 soundbox with his hands. For some grounds, I did n't get covetous, but took the opportunity to passionately kiss Candie. After a few more moment, Candie grabbed my hand and slipped it under the hem of her skirt. That was too a great deal of an invitation for me. I quickly began to push Candie 's wench up and slipped my deal up the inside of her thighs. Her pantie were already wet. ''

Lynn picked up the narration, `` 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 usher me in the bedroom. How 's that for a lede 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 apparel. 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 reckon we need to go into any heavy particular, but suffice to say that the even had been an exceeding, sexually rewarding encounter. That was only the beginning and, I must admit, Lynn and I have been addicted to the swinging life style ever since. ''

The after-dinner potable along with the two bottleful of wine over dinner party had all of us feeling no pain whatsoever. Lynn suggested that we turn on some medicine and do some dancing in the living room. She refilled our swallow and Sid turned on his particular sound system. The euphony was soft, slow, and sensual, encouraging close tangency between the saltation couples. We probably danced for almost an hour. During that sentence we exchanged dance collaborator respective times, but I could see that Carolyn and Sid were definitely getting along marvelously. Carolyn is 5'5 '' tall, slender, with small but well take form breasts. She said that the small tit were a thanksgiving when she got into her fifties, since she had no sagging problem as did many of her friends. Without dubiousness, however, was the fact that her most attractive lineament was her curvy ass and her long, shapely legs.

On that particular night she was wearing a short, yellow sundress with a strap wrapped around her neck. I noticed that Carolyn and Sid were dancing extremely close and he had cupped his manus on her scrumptious ass while they danced. Lynn whispered to me, `` Dave, is it all ripe with you ; I mean, if Sid tries to seduce Carolyn. '' I thought for a while and then responded by saying `` Well, that 's really Carolyn 's conclusion to make, but we 'll just see how that progresses ''. I noticed that Sid had a particularly wicked grin on his face while Carolyn had a familiar sensual smile as they pressed their bodies together.

Lynn took grasp of my hands and directed them to her ass, grinding her pelvis into me and crushing her generous tits into my bureau saying, `` How about you ? Do you think that I could make this even really exciting for you ? '' I suggested that we sit a saltation out and just determine our spouses. Lynn sat adjacent to me and started rubbing my erect cock through my pants. My hands went to her generous white meat and we kissed a farseeing, deep, sensual kiss. I watched through partially closed 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 trunk. 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 puss through her silky pantie.

After a few minutes I heard Sid ask Carolyn, `` Carolyn, why do n't we go in the other elbow 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 garb. His deal slipped her apparel down to her shank, exposing her lacy bra-covered chest. His hands cupped her nipple and gently pinched her nipples through the lace decorated fabric. Carolyn looked over toward me and I responded with a smile of my own. Sid guided her toward the lobby at the far side of the sustenance elbow room. Just before Carolyn went into the hallway leading to the sleeping room she turned, her oculus questioning my acceptance 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 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 goodness 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 minutes and then we can go and check on them. ''

I was sitting on the sofa with Lynn standing directly in movement of me. I slipped my work force up her leg and felt her pussy through her already soggy panties. I gently slipped them down her branch to the storey and she kicked them aside. That accomplished, she raised one metrical unit onto the couch, giving me much better access between her legs.

As I gently slipped my fingers into her wet slash, she pulled her dress up and off. Her deal slipped around to unclasp her bra and drop it to her rug. Lynn now stood completely naked in straw man of me. I gently slipped my will helping hand up her venter to caress her wax breasts, while gently probing her cunt with my finger and stroking her clitoris with my thumb. Lynn responded by moaning and rocking her hips, driving her cunt against my prying fingers.

By now my rigid 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 level between her splayed pegleg. I was going to enjoy eating the deliciously saturated twat of this strikingly beautiful mature char. I dove into her slash with enthusiasm, alternating between thrusting my tongue between her pussy lips and sucking her clit.

After a few legal brief moments her pussy began to strain against my probing oral fissure. I slipped my finger back into her slash and started to fingerfuck her with my fingers, while I eagerly continued sucking her button. She arched her back against the sofa, thrusting her slit heavily against my finger's breadth while I sucked and licked her clit. Suddenly she achieved her orgasm. `` Oh fuck ! Ohhh ! Ohhh ! Ohhh !. '' I felt her pussy clinch and muscle spasm around my digit as she writhed and squirmed, reaching her world-class orgasm of the night. Moments later she collapsed backward on the couch, a liberal smile tracing her face. `` Oh, Dave ! That was rattling ! Oh, my ! You have a very talented tongue ! ''

I slipped my knit shirt off over my head and stripped off my trouser and Boxer. I shoved my rigid shaft toward her, knowing that I seriously needed some release 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 deal over her delightful ass as we walked toward the bedroom and she gripped my stiff and unyielding cock. Once at the bedroom door, I saw that Sid 's face was buried in my wife 's pussy. He had her second joint spread around his headland, giving him complete access to her delectable naked body. Carolyn was moaning and thrusting against his human face with increasing urging. Suddenly she achieved her climax, screaming as the orgasm thundered through her soundbox. `` Ohhhhh ! Oh, Fuck ! '' she wailed as the intensity of the coming rushed through her consistence.

Eventually the coming faded and her soundbox suddenly went limp. Sid gently worked his way up her body, licking and kissing, lingering at her humble breast in ordering suckle at her tremendously elongated mamilla. I watched as his hard cock rubbed and traced along her cunt backtalk. She responded by opening her legs wider and thrusting her slice toward his probing dick.

He reached down to gently rub his cockhead against her soggy slash. `` Carolyn, do you want me to put my hammer in your pussy ? Do you want me to do it you ? '' Carolyn strained to savvy his cock with her pussy as she nodding her drumhead. `` say 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 overload. `` I want you to stick your cock in me ! I want you to fuck my brains out ! ''

Sid immediately thrust forward, slowly rocking his rose hip toward her anxiously waiting pussy. I watched as his rigid cock firmly disappeared into my married woman 's slice, then re-emerge, glistening wet. With his second knife thrust he buried his tool deeply inside her. He fucked her with increasing intensity as Carolyn 's custody grabbed his ass, firmly pulling him in and out of her.

As the pace increased, she began squealing in sexual arousal. `` Oh fuck me, Sid ! Oh fuck ! Oh, piece of ass ! Ohhhhhhhh ! '' I could see his hard cock, thrusting late into her while I knew that she was trying to grasp his cock with her kitty, endeavoring to entertain it trench inside her with each thrusting. I smiled, remembering that delicious experience from many fuck 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 mouth. Mmmmmmm ! Her velvety lips were incessantly sucking on my corpse shaft, her lingua caressing the underside of my prick. She was an exceptional cocksucker, and although I always revel a skilful blowjob, I was thoroughly aroused and need a serious fuck. I reluctantly pulled her to her fundament and guided her to the adjoining client bedroom.

We were both thoroughly stimulated and ready to fuck. Lynn scrambled onto the guest way bed as we entered the elbow room. She quickly lay on her back, slipping a pillow under her ass to set up an improved angle of incursion for me. She hurriedly spread her peg, opening her oozing virgule while I knelt between her thighs and positioned my putz at the entrance to her eager kitty-cat. As I pushed into her waiting cunt, I felt her slash gobble up my rigid cock until my junky rebounded off her ass.

Lynn was already on the verge of another sexual climax. Her trunk started to shudder and tremble in anticipation after I had thrust only a few deep strokes into her clinching snatch. `` nooky me, now ! '' she moaned, `` Fuck me, Dave ! Fuck me ! Fuck me ! Fuck me ... hard and abstruse ! ''. Her starved pussy was clinching and squeezing my cock as I rammed into her. The compounding of her surging body and her shrieks of overwhelming sexual Passion of Christ, brought me to the brink of my own orgasm.

Lynn 's soundbox began to strain as she rapidly approached another climax. 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 pelvis against my thrusts.

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

Her pussy seemed to be actually sucking me ever deeper into her. By now I was pounding into her with very speedy, short strokes. Then I reached my own orgasm and began pumping my boiling semen into her quiver kitty-cat. `` Aaarrgghhh ! ! '' I moaned, `` Oh fuck ! Oh fuck ! Oh fuck ! ``, my superheated cock jerk as the creamy spermatozoan flooded her sodden cunt.

Once our orgasms had subsided, we lay for farseeing minutes, gasping for breath as the sexual surplusage gradually receded from our temporarily exhausted consistency. Lynn lay in my arms, her straits nestled against my pectus. Her large pap were heaving as her body trembled slightly, flushed with the exhilaration of our encounter. I reached down and surveyed the turgid rim of her snatch, my fingers slipping inside the silky, soaked possible action. `` Hmmm, Lynn. Your pussy feels well fucked, '' I said softly. `` How are you doing ? '' I asked.

'' Mmmmm, '' she murmured, `` Never better. Thank you for a fabulous piece of tail. '' After a few quieten consequence 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 unfermented round of swallow. Carolyn smiled and easily slipped into my heart-to-heart arms. `` How you doing, darling '' I asked.

'' antic ! I had a wonderful clock time. I just had so many good orgasms, '' she responded enthusiastically. `` Do you know, 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 drinks and Sid suggested that we take a communal shower. We all seemed to agree that it was requisite and could also be pleasurable !

The four of us all slipped into their declamatory `` Florida-style '' shower, giggling as we enjoyed the warm, penetrating spray. Of course, there was a significant amount of caressing and groping among us while we cleaned up. Sid and Carolyn were first to tread out of the shower, dry with the fluffy towels and return to the living room. Lynn and I took a few bit longer to get dry and connect the others. When we entered the living room we saw Sid and Carolyn on the couch, both bare and eagerly caressing one another.

Sid was suckling at my wife 's delicious breasts, while his fingers easily slid in and out of her apprehensively dampish pussy. At the same time he gently used his thumb to stroke and fondle her clitoris. Carolyn leaned her header against the vertebral column of the couch, her eyes closed and sensually moaning as she savored his probing jabbing and suckling lip. Lynn was slightly in the jumper cable as we entered the sustenance room. She paused in parliamentary law to learn Carolyn and her married man as he caressed her anxious body.

I slipped up behind her, allowing my cock to rest in the crack of her ass as it hardened. My work force glided around her to fondle her deliciously good, welcoming knocker. We watched our spouse enjoying one another for a few minutes when I took one hand down, grasped my prick and rubbed it between her legs and against her snatch.

Sid pushed Carolyn back on the lounge and crouched between her legs. He lifted her ass up giving him better access to have it away her deeply and quickly positioned his cock, gently rubbing the cockhead against her silken dent as he prepared to penetrate her snatch. He lifted each of her legs, spreading them apart as he positioned them on his shoulders and his rigid cock prodded against the lips of her anxious slash. When his cockhead pierced her pussycat, he shoved himself all the way in. He then began to rhythmically have a go at it in and out of her, gradually increasing in tempo and loudness.

Lynn 's slit was extremely wet as she rubbed back against my pecker. She looked back at me over her shoulder and said, `` I want you to make out me again. I want you to love me now ! '' I pushed her onto her work force and knees on the floor and crouched behind her as we continued to watch our spouses fucking on the couch. Bracing herself on one arm, the finger of Lynn 's free hand found her tit, stroking and fondling wildly as she rammed back against my thrusting cock. I grabbed her hips and began plunging my stopcock in and out of her scrumptious and moist pussy.

I watched with arousing pleasance as my wife was earnestly fucked by Sid and I slid my dick into his wife 's twat. Oh, man ! The tactile sensation was fantastic ! We each watched the others in this delirious, wonton intimate activity. Collectively we were building toward a amazing group orgasm !

Carolyn was the first to reach her orgasm, her spasming puss endeavoring to draw Sid 's cock ever deeper into her writhing body. `` Ohhhhhhh, Sid '' she moaned, `` Fuck me ! piece of ass me ! Fuck me good ! '' Sid hit arse and held firm as his body shuddered and trembled. I could feel the throbbing of his pecker as he flooded her cunt with his creamy semen. Carolyn 's moan slowly subsided as she descended from her orgasm.

By now Lynn was fucking back against my hammering dick and quickly triggered my orgasm. I howled in sack as my sperm cell fit free, flowing deep into Lynn 's eager, sucking snatch. That alone sent Lynn over the sharpness, screaming in sexual handout as her own juices flooded down to conjoin mine.

We finally all collapsed, slipping into a brief period of rejuvenating slumber. It took quite a few second for us to regain, but we finally did.

Lynn turned to us, `` Well, '' she asked quietly. `` Have you decided to connect our fiddling group ? ``

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

Just like that, we became members of the neighborhood elderly swinger social order. Our living would never be the Saame, as the succeeding calendar week revealed..