"Enough, but don't take all day, Jess. I'm impatient." She moves closer to me, her hands, soft and strong simultaneously, reaching up to my neck. Her ...hands wrap around me as she pulls me in, her lips hungry and impatient on mine. I moan against her mouth, losing myself to the immediate and overwhelming waves of instinct crashing over me. I grasp her waist, my fingers tight around the cotton of her shirt, as the skin beneath boils through the fabric. I decided then and there that there was no. We had a few drinks and some nervous chit-chat until after about 3 drinks she said she was ready to get some to go. We went and got a motel room and got comfortable and had another drink. We got to talking about sex and swinging type of things and he asked her if she was sure about this and she quickly replied that she was. I could tell by the way she was fidgeting sitting on the bed that she was definitely ready. She took off her dress and lay on the bed as he took off his shirt and started to. He pulled off his shirt and began his workout as I stood watching him. He had a nice firm body and as he got warmed up his nipples began to get hard and I was begining to get turned on. I noticed that he also had a nice bugle in his shorts and it seemed to be getting bigger. I felt my cock begin to throb and soon it became obvious to him that I was aroused and I saw him look up at me several times. I'm sure he could see up under the leg of my baggy shorts, and saw him grin a couple of times. He. Sleep came as my dick started to throb thinking of it. The plastics plant where I work is big - it covers almost an acre, but due to the economy almost half our work force had been laid off. I work a milling machine, and only saw Jim from a distance the next day, driving to and fro in his golf cart, heading for the empty part of the plant. I thought he must be avoiding me out of embarrassment or shame. After work, I stopped to buy a pint of Jack to relieve the day's stress and in an empty.