" And that isn't privacy," I said. "You're right out there for everyone to see." Tell me about it."I didn't add that dear sweet Gram was a swinger. Th...at wouldn't fit the persona I was carefully presenting. I'd been curious how she'd gotten started, and asked her one afternoon when she and Grandpa visited our place."Or was it your mother who got you interested?" I asked. We were sipping iced tea on the back porch and watching the dogs chase in the yard."In part. My mother did do this sort of. I could buy anything I wanted for working this new job.In return, I had to fuck anybody that asked me, anywhere they asked and any time. It wasn’t the whole company, just the ones above rank four, which included at least couple dozen guys, a few women, all the board members, the top administration and all the engineers. I wouldn’t have to do the loading dock crew or the janitorial staff. The eligible guys would have a star embossed on their employee badge to distinguish them. Me and everybody. But he was beset by indecision. Not just over his choice, which was now made and part of their new reality, but about what to do next. Should I go watch? Do I want to watch? Do I sit there and ... I dunno, beat off or something? That seems a little pathetic. Unless they’re so hot together that I can’t help myself, and then it would be kinda dumb not to. But that might be even worse, too. Or if I don’t watch, should I at least try to listen? How would that be easier than watching, though? It’s. He opened the door and waved me over. When i got to his door he stepped aside and i entered. He told me he was a stay at home dad and that the k**s were at school. He was short but not fat he was wearing some blue shorts a white t shirt and some slippers. He was not bad looking but seem tense. We sat on the couch in the living room and i told him about myself after a bit he reached out and touched my thigh. I responded by slipping my hand up under his shorts and touching his crotch. He asked if.