Unknown - The swap club

Afterwards, I took a kitchen towel and soaked it under the faucet. I washed my face, my crotch, and then Debby's crotch, then dried it with a fresh towel. Together, we finished cleaning the house, although I must admit to one interlude. Debby was on her knees, cleaning under a chair in the den, when I walked past the doorway. Man, I just couldn't go further! Her ass was staring straight at me, bald pussy lips spread wide. I just walked over, sank to my knees, and unzipped my pants. She didn't protest as I slid into her pussy, and was positively grateful when I pulled out and stuffed it up her asshole. I untied her apron and pushed it over her head. Naked now, I was able to reach around and grab her tits. She pushed back as hard as I pushed in! We both orgasmed tremendously.

Well, Debby got back at me for sleeping while she cleaned! That night she got all dolled up and had me take her to Lacy's, the most expensive place in town, or anywhere nearby, for that matter. All night long she tormented me, ordering a shrimp salad, TWO lobsters, crepes, and two bottles of rather expensive wine. I just kept my mouth shut and smiled a lot. I could just see the zeros on the check.

Still, in some ways she was worth it. She really looked good! She had worn a strapless and backless black sheath that must have been spray painted onto her. It showed an astounding amount of her cleavage and I alternately hoped it would slip off and prayed it wouldn't. Black shoulder length gloves and high black heels. And black fishnets showed through a long, long slit up her left thigh. They were real long thigh highs – I could see the tops occasionally when she sat and crossed her legs. After dinner we danced and Debby rubbed herself all over me like a bitch in heat, an apt description! On the drive home she crossed her legs and teased me unmercifully. But I had sweet revenge. As soon as we got in the door, I took her in my arms and pulled her to me. As I kissed her, my fingers worked her zipper down and I stripped her right there in the foyer. As I suspected from massaging her buns while dancing, she wasn't wearing panties.

Turning her away from me, I ordered, "Bend and grab your knees!" As she complied, I stepped back and unzipped and stuffed it in, hard and fast. Afterwards, I led her by the hand to the living room couch. I put the video we made into the VCR, got undressed and joined her on the couch. We screwed repeatedly the rest of the night!

We had an interesting conversation earlier, over dessert. "So what do you think about Dan and Cindy?" she asked.

"What about them?"

"Didn't you hear they were moving?"

"No, when?" I said. First I'd heard of it.

"Must have been when you were getting your physical last night. He got transferred to Los Angeles. They leave right after Christmas. I mean, they've already got their house listed and all!"

"Holy shit!" I said lowly. "That's pretty fast! What about her job?" Cindy's a grade school teacher.

"She'll have to quit and look for one out there. Maybe his company will help. I hear a lot of them do that sort of thing now. Help with selling the house, too," said Debby.

"Wow!" I was going to miss Cindy. She had a very cute ass and simply loved to fuck doggy style. Standing, kneeling, sitting on your lap, whatever, with at least one hand rubbing her clit and your cock. "So, uh, what do we do about the group?"

Debby shrugged her shoulders. Her breasts jiggled dramatically. "I don't know. I guess we find another couple. I'll call Carol and Alice, find out what's up. Any likely couples?"

"Christ! I don't know." I had to think about this one a bit.

"Well, any friends or neighbors you'd like to fuck?" she asked. We were talking rather quietly. This was not a conversation we wanted a neighboring table to hear.

"I'll give it some thought. Actually, the only one that comes to mind immediately is the Bronsons, across the street. I wouldn't mind doing her. But he's such a total asshole." The Bronsons were Jenny and Betsy's parents, or Mom and step-dad, anyway. She was a long tall drink of water, slim waist and hips, melon sized tits, and legs that just wouldn't stop! I saw her often working in her garden, barefoot, ass outlined by ragged cutoff jeans, and spilling out of a bikini top.

"Forget him," agreed Deb. "You'll just have to keep fantasizing."

"So? Maybe she'll finally figure out what a jerk he is and dump him." I shrugged and we laughed. The vote should be interesting!