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So as the time went by, our sex life was one experience after another. When he could, Dave would buy me something from the local sex shop, and have me wear it that night for our "wild" night. We'd use KY Jelly and experience with different positions as well as different "themes". With his poker buddies over, he even had me wear garter and nylons with a mini-dress. As I would bend over putting the drinks down, a little of this and a little of that would show. Dave said it broke their consentration, so he'd win more money. Only he didn't realize it, that it too was exciting me...that other "cocks" were earger to ravish my aching pussy. I was still seeing Al once in awhile, (when I could get ahold of him) and was pondering the fact that "does the bigger man really have the bigger Cock". When Dave and I would go to the Jersey Shore, I took a different notice within the crowd. I'd hold my book, wearing my dark sunglasses pretending to be reading while lounging in my chair. In FACT, I'd be watching all the guys go by, wearing anything from "butt-floss" to Speed-0's to regular swim trunks. Different buldges from different guys, and different heights too. I had to "cool off" in the surf...not so much from the sun, but thinking about cock as well. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ********* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Dave approached me with something different this time. By the third year of our marriage, heading into our fourth, he wanted to try "swinging"....you know..."where everyone eventually gets laid by who knows what" as Dave explained it. After all the arraingements were made, we headed off to Maryland, to a party we found on the Net. Dave wanted me to dress as sexy as possible, me pretending ...

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