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   I'm always amazed

   This story is based on fact, though embellished a bit for the sake of
story telling.  Never the less the foundation and facts are accurate.

   I'm an old man now, but over these many years have always been amazed
about the attitude of women towards showing off their bodies.  Go for her
pussy was the slogan in high school, they have a fortress set up to defend
the tits, but the pussyÉjust waiting for it to happen.  And to a degree
this is true.  The lady bends over and holds her tops neck closed.  Sits
down and pulls on her skirt to insure it's over the knee and so on.  I'm
sure you get my drift on this.

   And so to have some fun, I decided to form a swing club and began to
invite married couples who where interested, but not really experienced
swingers.  Looking in the various swing ads and web sites there were many
couples who claimed to be interested, wanted to experience, were curious
and so on.

   Once I made contact with these folks, I explained that they had to prove
themselves in two ways.  The Mrs.  would have to prove her willingness and
the Mr.  to show that he wasn't jealous of her being with another man.  I'd
then set up a meeting, generally in a hotel room where the 3 of us would
get together.  Some of the time, they just respond no, while others just
want to get naked and fuck.  Both of these offers I turn down, as I want to
enjoy the woman and push her to the limit voiding the entire previously
mentioned lady like excuses.

   Of those I've met so far, probably Jim and Holly are the best examples
to tell about.  They are both in their mid-fifties, married since the
beginning of time and now are suddenly looking for something to spice up
their sex lives.  Their words, not mine.

   Speaking with Jim he said that he'd like to see Holly with another man
and that she was excited about the prospect, having never been with anyone
other than him.  So after several phone calls and speaking with Holly also
I was out of offering explanations, examples and suggestions.  I told them
flat out to meet me at the local Marriott and just do as I ask.  They said
fine and a day and time was agreed upon.

   I then vanished and prior to meeting called and left a voice message
confirming out meeting the next evening.  Hours later I received an email
from Jim saying that they would like to move the time back an hour so that
they could have dinner and freshen up before meeting.  This was certainly
okay with me, and I replied so.

   At ten to eight I left the room and took the elevator down to the lobby
where I found an unoccupied sofa with a good view of the main doorway into
the hotel.  It didn't take long before I saw a couple the right age and
general description enter the hotel, pause and look around.

   Jim, I called, getting up from the sofa.  Yes, he replied as they both
turned towards me and we all moved closer together.  This was my first time
seeing them, as we didn't exchange any photos prior to meeting.  Jim was
about my height, 6' average weight, clean shaved with some receding
hairline.  Holly was quite sexy and attractive.

   She was about 5'7", almost shoulder length (probably colored) brown
hair, pretty smile and very attractive figure.  Oh, she wasn't Barbie and
he wasn't Ken, but neither of them was overweight, or walking with a
potbelly.  Jim was dressed in slacks; shirt and sports jacket while Holly
was in a dress that was tailored, but not overly sexy.  Just right for a
woman of her age.

   Any problems getting here, I asked?  No, no traffic was light, said Jim.
And you look very pretty tonight, I said to Holly.  Thank you, she said.  I
wasn't too sure what to wear, so hope this is okay.  You're fine, I
answered then asked, shall we go upstairs?

   Jim said, yes lets and took Holly's arm to guide her as we walked to the
elevators.  Entering I pushed the floor and the doors closed as we rode in
silence to the 9th floor.  As we walked down the hall, I said, once we get
inside, Jim I'd like you to be seated as we agreed.  I understand, he
replied then asked, you okay honey?

   Yes, just a little nervous she replied as we got to the door.  Using the
card key, I said, please don't be, let's just relax and have some fun. 
Okay, Holly whispered her reply.

   I had taken a two-room suite for this meeting.  One room, the bedroom
contained a king size 4 posted bed and the main room held a sofa, a
recliner, 2 wing back chairs, a desk and chair, plus assorted tables along
with the entertainment center.

   I motioned Jim to the wing back that I had moved to the side and he
immediately took his seat.  Please, look around, make yourself at home I
said to Holly.  She looked around slowly, commenting that the room was very
very nice.

   Glad you like it, I said, I want you to be at ease as I found out all
about you.  What would you like to know, she asked?  Well tell me a little
about you, I said.

   I'm 57yrs old, she began, married to Jim for 36yrs.  That's nice, ever
cheat on him, I asked.  No, that is till now, I guess, she said looking at
Jim, then back towards me.  Well, instead of cheating, ever go to a topless
beach or let someone have a feel.  No, not ever, was the reply. 
ReallyÉ..and lets say you wore a low cut top, I began.  I really don't
ever, replied Holly cutting me short.

   Well you're a very pretty lady, I said, so I guess there are thousands
of disappointed guys.  Probably not so, was her reply.  You going to
disappoint me, I asked.  I hope you won't be, she said.  Guess the best way
to insure that is to just have fun, and enjoy yourself.  I'll try, she
said, but I am very nervous, I've never really done this before you know.

   Please don't be, I said then asked, when did you last have sex?  The
other night, she said.  You enjoy it, I asked.  Yes, was the slow reply. 
Tell me about it, I said.  Holly look towards Jim and then back to me
before asking, what would you like to know?

   Guess I'm a little curious, I began.  You've been married a long time,
so just wondering how things occur, that's all.  I guess in the normal way,
said Holly.  I was in bed and Jim began to touch me, and well one thing led
to another that's all.

   At our parties we do things a little difference, and our purpose here is
to insure that you are willing and able.  You see, I continued, lots of
times, like even now, the hubby has expressed an interest in swapping and
in also seeing his wife with another guy.  Yes, said Holly.  Well, I said,
this is all good and well, but it isn't going to happen, unless of course
you want it to.  So there is a difference between allowing it and wanting
it, I said.  I understand, said Holly.

   Very well, I said, so the question is bluntly put, do you want me to see
and enjoy your body and do you want to suck my cock?

   Holly was a little surprised by my statement and looked towards Jim as I
added, that is, unless of course you don't want to.

   Distracted and regaining her composure Holly said, would you help me
with my dress?  Not just yet, I said.  You see at our parties we like for
the ladies to, well not just strip and jump into bed.  You know, I
continued, if you had a twin and one of you stripped naked and the other
didn't, we all know who I'd look at first, but believe it or not I'd look
longer at the other.

   Yes, I suppose that makes sense, said Holly.  So now you can understand
that at our parties we like to take things slow and not rush.  I see, she
said.  Also, I continued, if like now Jim is watching, he will enjoy seeing
you, lets say complying, to another mans tastes and how you interact with
him.  So, as I said earlier, and in my messages with Jim, this is all
pretty much up to you.  If you're interested and a willing participant we
can continue, if not. . . .

   Jim and I have talked about it, she began and since he'd like me to, I'm
okay with it.  Good, I began, so you're 57.  Yes.  You've got a nice figure
still, I said.  Thank you.  So what all are you wearing, besides the dress?

   You mean?  Yes.  I've on a bra and panties, stockings and a garter belt.
Very nice, I said, would you like to stand up now?

   Holly stood as I twirled my finger indicating she should turn round and
round.  Doing so, I could see the nice curve to her calf's, her tits
jutting out beneath the dress and the nice shape of her ass when her back
was towards me.

   What size bra do you wear, I asked.  36DD said Holly.  Your breasts
tender?  Yes was the whispered answer.  Lift your skirt for me, I said. 
Holly bent forward and gathered the hem of her skirt and pulled it up
revealing her black lace panties and part of her flat tummy, yet did notice
some pubic hair coming from beneath.

   Turn around and hold your skirt up, I said.  Holly followed my
instruction and once her back was towards me, I moved close to her and ran
my hands over her covered ass.  Very nice, I said, then asked, Jim, Holly
have a virgin ass?  Yes, he replied, as I began rubbing my wrist and
forearm between her legs.

   I then reached up and in a quick motion unzipped the back of her dress
and stepped back.  Turn around, I said, to which Holly complied.

   Now take off your dress so I can have a better look at you, I said. 
Holly gave a wanting look towards her husband Jim, who nodded his approval.
And with that, she moved her arms to her shoulders and slowly pulled the
material down each arm.  Then holding the material in place with one arm,
she removed the other and then the opposite.

   Come on Holly, I said, lets see that bra.  Reluctantly she pulled the
dress away and in an instant pushed it down over her hips letting it fall
on the floor where she stepped out of it.  Standing in her heels with,
stocking encased legs, and her bra and panties she was like a deer in the
headlights frozen and staring at me.

   You like me looking at you, I asked?  No, no not really was the reply.
But Jim wants me to look at you and more, I replied, so why don't you bend
forward so I can see down your bra.  Holly didn't move, but stood somewhat
frozen, then reluctantly bent forward and asked if that is what I wanted.

   Yes, you've got lovely tits, but you know that, don't you, I asked?  Now
slide your straps down and lets have another look, shall we, I asked? 
Holly slowly slid the straps from her shoulders and then once again leaned
forward.  I could see her tits hanging almost free inside the bra so I
stepped to her and move my hand inside cupping the warm meat and encircling
her nipple with my fingers.

   A small moan escaped her lips as I gently pinched the nipple.  So no one
has ever played with your tits like this other than maybe Jim, I asked. 
No, she just about hissed as I squeezed her still hidden nipples.  Then
with her position unchanged I unhooked the bra and let it fall free.  Now,
let's see those tits, I said, guiding her to straighten up.  Holly's tits
were still nicely shaped and her nipples jutted erect surrounded by the
bright pink areola.

   Walk around, I want to see how your tits giggle, I said.  Holly glanced
towards Jim, then turned and walked to the other side of the room, turned
and came back towards me her tits moving and swaying all the way.  Put your
hands behind your head, I said.

   I moved to Holly and began licking and sucking on her tits.  Then
without notice I pushed my hand into her panties and moved to rub her clit
and started to slip my finger into her pussy.  No, no please don't she
said, them emitted a low moan as my finger slipped into her wet hole.

   Using my other hand I began to squeeze her tit and move to her mouth
kissing her neck along the way.  Jim, Jim she called only to be interrupted
as her body began to jerk and hump my hand.  Nooooo, please she said, then
released her hands and cupped her breasts together and thrust the nipples
towards me.  I took one, then the other into my mouth pulling and nibbling
while doing so, yet all the time continuing to finger fuck her.

   Want me to stop, I asked?  Yes, yes, please, she said in a husky voice.
Okay, but you're going to have to take off your panties and show me your
pussy, I said pushing my fingers deeper into her and moving my thumb over
her swollen clit.  Oh Jim, please she whimpered as she shuttered with a
mini climax.

   Jim's not going to help you, I said.  He wants me to see and enjoy your
pussy, don't you Jim, I called out?  Have fun honey, he answered back, I'm
getting a giant hard on.  Take your panties off, I whispered to her.

   Holly lowered her arms and pushed the panties over her hips and let them
fall to the floor.  That's better I said, my finger still buried inside
her. Now show me your cunt.  Holly didn't know exactly what to do, so she
stood there trying to regain her composure as I withdrew my fingers from
her.

   This okay, she asked?  Spread your legs some, I said and she did just
that.  Little hairy, aren't you, I asked, but didn't get a reply.  Jim, I
said, if you want to attend the parties, then we will want to see as well
as enjoy this pussy.  But, right now it's kind of out of sight, so we're
going to need to shave it, that okay with you?

   Okay, said Jim much to Holly's surprise.  No, please don't, I'll be,
well naked.  Yes, but think of all the dicks and tongues that will so enjoy
you, not to mention seeing how pretty you are, I said.  No, no, please I
beg you, said Holly, you'll cut me or her voice trailed off.

   Nah, I said, but tell you what, before I begin, how about you show me
all you've got.  Please Jim, tell him not to, said Holly.  Then in a sudden
turn around said, look honey, I'm doing just as you want me to, and Holly
sat down and opened her legs for me.

   See my pussy, she began, and look, look at my clit.  You were rubbing it
before, don't you want to play with it again.  Or, she continued lifting
her tit, maybe you want to enjoy my tits.  Are they big enough for you, she
asked me, yet looked towards her husband Jim for approval.

   Please make love to me, she asked looking towards me, Please she begged.
Not right now, I said, later after your pussy is shaved, but in the
meantime come over here and suck my cock, I said.  Holly, paused for a
second or two and then moved to her knees in front of me where she unzipped
my fly and fished out my swollen member.

   Turning towards Jim she flicked her tongue over the head of my cock then
asked Jim if this is what he wanted to see her do.  Apparently Jim said
yes, because from that moment forward Holly was busying herself like a
starved woman and it wasn't too long afterwards that I was being sucked dry
and then licked clean.

   Regaining my composure, I motioned for Holly to get seated and then
spread her legs open.  It began to tease her pussy tracing my fingertips
around her swollen lips, then lower my lips and began to kiss her lips and
tease her somewhat exposed clit.  With each touch she thrust herself
towards me, but I began to withdraw.

   Please, she asked, as my returning hard on filled her hand.  Turn
around, I said, I want to see that cute little asshole.  Holly turn and I
began to push my finger against her rosebud.  No, no please don't she cried
out.  Jim, I said, as I pushed a little harder against her, I'll just have
to fuck her ass, as that pussy is just too hairy for me, and my finger
slipped into her hole.

   Noooooo screamed Holly, Jim, don't let him, please she begged.  He's in
charge, said Jim, talk to him.  No, no please don't, she begged me, you'll
hurt me, she cried.  Well then lets shave that pussy so it can be seen and
enjoyed.  Yes, yes, anything, please she said, don't she cried out as I
pushed a bit harder against her.

   Anything, I asked?  Yes, yes, anything, said Holly as she tried to pull
away from me.  Very well, I said, as I withdrew and she let out an
exhausted breath of relief.  Go freshen up, I said, and Holly went to the
bathroom to do just that.

   Out of the room, I immediately picked up the phone and called for a
pizza.  Jim, looked at me, and as I explained the plan to him his head was
nodding in agreement.

   Holly came out of the bathroom and I called her over to me.  Naked she
approached and I grabbed her crotch slipping my finger into her crack. 
Remember your promise, I asked.  Yes, she whispered horsely.  Good, I said,
now put your bra and panties on.  Holly did as she was told taking a few
minutes in front of the mirror to adjust the cups of her bra and straighten
her hair.

   As she was finishing up, a knock on the door startled her.  Answer the
door, I said.  Shocked, scared, nervous she looked at me, then at Jim, who
said, you heard the man, answer the door.

   Holly moved to the door and asked who was there.  Your pizza you could
hear through the door.  Wait a minute, Holly said and turned to look for
some covering.  Open the door and let him in, I said.  Holly opened the
door a crack and asked how much.  The delivery boy said, $15.95.  I'll have
to get my wallet replied Holly and she stepped back turning to look for her
purse.

   I grabbed the door and pulled it open inviting the pizza man in.  He was
a young college student, and the look of surprise was equally evident on
both his and Holly's face, though she tried to cover herself with her
hands. The kid looked around, noticing Jim seated in the corner then looked
to me with a question mark on his face.

   That's Jim over there, I said, and this is his wife Holly who owes you
for the pizza, I said.  Forgetting her lack of covering, Holly fished
around her purse for her wallet and pulled a twenty from it, and gave it to
the kid, saying you can keep the change.

   Oh come on Holly, I said, you can do better than than, at least show the
kid your tits.  He's younger, she began, then called Jim, please help me.
Jim, just shrugged his shoulders and said nothing.  Remember your promise,
I said.  If looks could kill, I would be dead, but Holly looked at the
delivery boy and asked, how old are you.  20, he replied.

   OMG, he's younger than and her voice trailed off.  What's your name, I
asked.  Phil, he said.  Well, Phil, I began, Jim over there is Holly's
husband.  He's hired me to fuck Holly while he watches, but her pussy is
covered over with hair.  I wanted to fuck her in the ass, but she begged me
not to and promised to do whatever, if I don't.

   So, do you think you'd like to see an older lady, I asked.  Sure, said
Phil with a nervous laugh looking at Holly.  Holly, I said, don't just
stand there, show this young man what you're all about.  Holly looked
towards Jim, who before she could say anything said, honey I want you to
show, Phil isn't it he asked, your tits.

   Holly, looking somewhat hurt, unhooked her bra and slipped it free
tossing it to the side as she stood topless in front of everyone.













   No, I'd rather just watch you do it, I said.  Holly reached up with both
hands behind her neck thrusting her tits out and began to unfasten the
button, then eased the zipper part way down the back of her dress.

   Still facing me, she repositioned her arms and easily slid the zipper
the rest of the way down the back of the dress.  Turn around, I said. 
Holly turned and I could see her bare back to just below her waist with the
exception of her still fastened bra.

   Okay, I said, turn around and continue.  Holly turned back around,
paused then reached for the shoulders and pulled the dress away and down
her arms.  She had on a very sexy cut bra that was straining to hold her
meaty tits in place.

   I didn't say anything, but allowed her to continue and push the dress
over her hips and it fell to the floor where she stepped out of it.

   Now in her heels and stockings I could see her well-proportioned figure
covered with the bra and thigh high panties.  Very nice, I said, you'll
certainly be a hit at the parties.  Thank you she just about whispered.

   At our parties we play a lot of games and the ladies are all there to
entertain and be enjoyed.  Yes, she said.  So lets see you walk around the
room a little so I can see that body in motion, okay.  Holly looked around
then moved to the far end, turned and walked back to me.

   Nice giggle, I said.  How big are your tits?  I wear a 36 double D she
said.  You like them played with and sucked on, I asked.  Yes, very much,
she replied.  Well when you're attending the parties you do know that
you'll be getting a lot of attention, don't you.  Yes, I guess so, she
replied.

   All too often you've lived a quiet sheltered life and are just decent
hard working people, I said.  When you're at the parties, it would be nice
if you became somewhat of a slut, I said.  A slut, questioned Holly, oh I
don't think I could do that, she said.

   But, you already are, aren't you, I asked?  You're here in just your bra
and panties and your husband wants to see what you do with another man.  I
continued, so at our parties, if some man asks you for example to lift your
skirt, you should.  And, as a matter of fact, you should also ask if he
approves and even continue to offer him some additional options.  Think you
understand now, I asked?

   I think so, said Holly.  So, how about let me see down your bra, I said.
She paused for a few seconds and then leaned forward so I could see her
tits hanging inside the cups of her bra.  This okay, she asked.  Yes, very
nice, I said.  Jim, you been keeping Holly hidden too long, I said.