In Europe, our encounter had happened organically, unknowingly. The party we attended was created specifically for swinging and a different group of ...people. I don’t want to spend too much time on it as it was an utter disappointment for both of us. It was hosted in a large, multi room house with a meet and greet party format. Justin and I spent about half an hour there before we left. There were several couples there, but none we were attracted to. Most were overweight and when clothes. For Priscilla, however, it also seemed extremely peculiar.Why did they beat girls' bottoms anyway? How had any one ever thought up the idea? It seemed so contrary to what she was supposed to believe about people and society. But was it somehow natural? Why had she just done what the headmaster told her to do, even though it seemed so outrageous? Why had she stayed bending over when every nerve in her body seemed to be screaming and telling her to get up and run? She remembered, now in a. ?Hello there.? I said. ?Looking for a good time?? She responded. ?Of course. What's the price for that fine pussy?? ?100 dollars up front.? I gave her the cash, and we went off into a secluded spot to bang. I took her to a little spot that I knew. She started stripping down, and I was certain that I had made a good choice in choosing a hooker. She pulled off the miniskirt and top, leaving behind black lingerie. She undid the bra, and held it for just a second before. I had visions of the evening running through my brain. I kept telling myself that, "It can go no further, I am a happily married woman." Kevin called me from work the following day, it appeared that he and Phillip had been talking about the previous evening and, how much fun it was.Kevin suggested that Phillip come over again on Friday evening for a BBQ, I agreed that it was a great idea. I didn't let on to my husband that I couldn't wait to see Phillip again.My husband was delighted that I.