“Okay, but you can’t tell anyone.” Tiffany leaned in close. “What if I told you that Greg and I have tried swinging.” “What? Oh my God, r...eally, you mean you and Greg did . . . 'you know' with another couple?” I said in disbelief. “Yes Meg, we have fucked another couple and it was great. Greg lay next to me with his cock in another woman while her husband fucked me. It was so erotic. Here is the best part - Greg and I have had the best sex we have ever had since we have been swinging. Maybe. “Are you looking forward to playing for the Braves next year?”“Actually, I am. I married two weeks ago to a girl in Colorado Springs. She’s a teacher and we are discussing the logistics of living. We plan to pick up that discussion when I return.”“Since you’re a Georgia boy, this is familiar ground.”“Yes and no. Atlanta is quite different from my hometown and even the University.”“Are you considering moving here?”“Yes, but there is going to be some considerable discussion about that.”“I noticed. I found it so erotic when she would touch her own pussy as I watched. Her body trembled. “Mmmmmmm. What are you waiting for?” My cock leaped in my pants. She wanted me to finger fuck her. Right here, right now. I quickly looked around the room. The couples at the table were still in their own little world. Looking across the bar I saw that the two men were looking more intently at Susan now. I knew they could see her knee and some of her inner thigh. I wondered how much more they could see.. One day, when I finished work, I heard him calling me from his cubicle. He had this horny smile all over his face, which I found somewhat weird given the situation.I went over to Mike's cubicle and said, "Yo, man."Mike hurried to say, "Hey bro, do you wanna grab a beer after work?"To be honest, I never say no to beer, so my answer was, "Sounds great, man."And so we went to the local bar to enjoy the rest of the evening (or so I thought). We drank a couple of beers before Mike said, "Man, lately.