We had agreed not give our real names so I called him John. His wife came out of the living room and greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and a hand-sh...ake. I called her Mary. She had short brown hair, small with a round build but sexy as hell in a low-cut sweater and jeansI knew they were experienced swingers and both bi from the messages we had exchanged earlier. I had never done anything like this before and there was no guarantee that they would take it any further once they met me in person.. She put hands on her slender hips and glared at me. Her face painted perfectly with make-up. "Turn around and put your hands up," I said. "Fuck you, Micky," she said, lipstick coated lips pouting. Anger and desire flashed across her face and hunger was momentarily visible as a contraction of her pupils. "Turn around, face the wall," I said. "Raise your arms." She did as I said. "Spread your legs," I said. She did. Opening those long legs. Every cell of my body was electric. I wanted her. Some of them have been cheated on, so I think theyll jump at the chance to help out another, Dale got up and began posing. Just like Charlies Angels, girlfriend! Hillary agreed to meet Dale at his hair salon a few nights later. She waited for him to unlock the door and usher her inside. Sitting at some of the stations were three of the most beautiful women Hillary had ever seen. Dale introduced her to each one of them. Anita was a petite woman with a breathy voice. In Hillarys opinion she. Occasionally, a submarine wouldappear to the outside world, some trade would take place, and the citywould be cut off for another year or so. Occasionally the rareinteractions, tales of the benevolent monarch would come up, and how thecity was truly beautiful, and ever expanding. Then the last trade cameabout, the king had passed away and the his daughter 'Kyra' had taken thethrone. The city was closed to the outside world. Ten years passed.And the city became open, a refuge to those who.