Yet hearing Coach whimper and beg as he was ass fucked, and seeing our star quarterback bent over getting reamed and loving it, had definitely opened ...my mind to the idea. "You don't have to look at them," he explained. "You read, watch TV, play video games... whatever you like... while they blow you. Even if you want to phone your mom, just tell them to be quiet about it and go right ahead." Being seen as just a cum deposit was both humiliating and exhilarating... which I couldn't explain. For. Glancing behind me, I was dismayed to see that the queue of guys waiting to take their turn with me had grown. I cursed my boyfriend Eddie and my own foolishness for agreeing to join a private swingers club. What I hadn’t known at he time was that as a newbie, I had to take a turn as the club’s “bike”, which involved my going bottomless and dr****g myself over the arm of a special sofa so that any single guy without a partner – and a few with partners – could fuck me whenever and as often as. I'll call later, alright?" Dad was stressing and I was staying home from school because someone had to watch Jilly and be here when JJ got home. In case Mom came home."Okay Dad," I agreed. "She's gonna come back." Yeah, I know," he said, trying to sound optimistic, but it was tough. The police wouldn't even take a missing persons report for 72 hours."You're going to be late," I told him, giving Daddy a kiss on the cheek and that was the first one I'd given him in a long time, he almost looked. As we left work that night, we wished each other a pleasant weekend and went our separate ways. Now, I'm no saint here... I did fantasize about being with Meagan and others too as I masturbated often. But I never expected anything to happen especially since she seemed very happily married.It didn't surprise me when Meagan texted me later that evening around 8pm asking what I was up to. I responded with my unfortunate realism of 'just folding laundry's. I asked how her movie watching was going..