I was at a bar and this guychatted me up. We had quite a bit in common: you know sports and all.I guess I had too much to drink and before I knew it,... we were walking tomy car. I had parked around the corner and it was secluded. He put hisarm around me and I just let him. He turned me to him and kissed me. Iwas stunned but strangely didn't resist." Just then my wife pulled up. She knew where I had planned to be andhad come to have a cocktail with me. She saw the kiss and embrace andthat. Donna felt his cock hardening again, and Mike shifted his eyes away, a flush on his face. Donna moved her hands down his back and paused at the waist of his cut-offs, then slipped them lower. She cupped his ass through the shorts, and made a subtle, but suggestive, movement with her hips. She felt his cock throbbing against her closed thighs.When he looked down at her again, his eyes were glassy with desire.Donna's mind spun with perverse excitement. She pressed her hips up at his throbbing. Michael Twoyoungman, and the story he sharedalmost seemed like something out of Lovecraft rather than somethingbelieved by native Canadians - a story about terrible monsters who onceroamed the land, who had been exiled thousands of years ago, but werealways trying to find a way back to the world of Men.The lecture itself was fine, but our teacher asked Melody and I to stayafter class, and then, to my total surprise, left the room, leaving usalone with our guest lecturer."I wish there was time. J. She added that everyone in the room could feel the love and the bond that you both shared. That love that projected from you both could not help but rub off onto your guests.She spoke of how “Carrie’s Place” was a swingers resort but that Carrie and you were more like people therapists. She explained often when couples came there their marriage was in trouble and they thought swinging would improve it. However, you two showed them how to love each other again and while they would swap.