He heard the footsteps move closer now, closer. Fuck. Then he heard her voice “are you going to let me in or what?”. He froze now half in fear, ha...lf in excitement. He dared not say a word. She tapped on the door now “fucking hurry, I can’t be seen in here!”. A slight giggle in her voice. He quickly put himself back in his boxers, and pulled his jeans back up, fastening his belt tight. He turned slowly and unlocked the door, and slower still pulled it back. There she stood, the vision of his. ”“Now there’s a thought. Co-opt an entire housing complex into having sex with us. I like the way you think. Has anybody looked at anything?”“No. We thought we might form some teams after everyone is in on the idea, and then visit the various complexes around here, maybe for ten miles or so. If someone sees something good, they could show the rest of us.”“Count me in. I can move with thirty days notice, plus I’d love to prowl around and look at other units.”Saturday night, the three men and six. She told asked me to be her sex slave to the next two days, who would say no to such a beauty and just started our journey,I guess too much of nonsex stuff I have told till now but what to do you need to know what lead to this so let’s cut to the moment where the first action started.We went into the kitchen, where she started cooking and I was chit chatting with her, we were having some random conversation but i was not concentrating on it as my concentration was on her, as she was giving me. I had about 2 inches of lace along the bottom. She had bought a 27 inch long one. We were going to a friend's wedding on the following Saturday and Sam decided to wear her new slip under a brown skirt.On the Saturday we duly set off and drove up the motorway. We stopped at one of the services so we would be ready as soon as we got to the reception. (We were not invited to the actual wedding since it was in a registry office that was quite small.) As our son was very small at the time we put him.