Chapter 2
When the evening was over, it was a great temptation for Sandy to tell her husband that she enjoyed sex with Carl. However, she tried to hold back as she realized her husband would be outraged if he had any idea how much she enjoyed sex with him.
"Did you have a good time, honey?" he smiled at his wife.
"Oh yes," she said. "A marvelous time."
"Well that's, good," he grinned. "I'm glad you did."
"As a matter of fact, dear," she said, "we should have more parties like that. When you see some big stud you think has a nine inch cock or something, invite him home."
"Oh that's nice of my wife to talk that way," he said. "It does my ego a world of good."
"Well I'm more concerned about my pussy more than your ego," she laughed.
Sandy was a beautiful woman. And Ray never felt he truly possessed her. As he looked at her, standing beside him naked, he wished he could have sex with her. But the fact that she thought she was that fantastic, burned him up. If she would act more down-to-earth, he could appreciate her more. But she was her number one fan of herself. And there Wasn't one physical charm that she wasn't aware of. This burned him up.
After they had gotten in bed, she looked at her husband. He was a nice lover, but she realized he didn't begin to know how to give a fuck like some of the other lovers she had had before she met him. And tonight reaffirmed her previous ideas about him. Carl was fantastic, and she couldn't forget it.
Next morning, was Sunday. She got up late, and fixed him a big breakfast.
"How do you feel honey?" he smiled at her.
"A little groggy from all that fucking and drinking," she admitted.
"Well you had a lot of fun, didn't you?" he said. "And I kept my word about letting you have a little swapping."
"Yes you did darling," she said. "Did you enjoy Carl's wife?"
"Oh yes," he assured her. "She's a marvelous fuck. I'm glad you suggested sex with Carl, because Shirley is a wild screw."
"Better than I am?" she asked bluntly.
"Now baby," he said, "don't let the green eyed monster of jealousy loose."
"Oh don't worry dear," she said. "I wouldn't pay any attention to your opinion. I was just curious to see what you thought."
"Of course," he said. "I understand you perfectly. Too well, in fact."
In the days that followed, it became difficult for Sandy to confine her thoughts of sex to her husband.
When a delivery boy came around, she got the hots for him.
"Hi," she smiled at him.
"Well hi," he said nervously.
"I'll bet you guys have an awful lot of women put the make on you," she told him. "What's your name?"
"Bill," he smiled.
"Now Billy boy," she said, "do you ever refuse a good piece of ass when you're offered it?"
"I think I'd better be going," he told her very nervously.
"Now Billy baby," she said, "you don't want to rush away from someone who might dig you?"
She arched her eyebrows as she looked at him.
"I really do have to go," he said.
"Really?" she asked him, as she walked over to him and exposed her breasts to his sight.
"Yeah," he said nervously.
She wasn't going to take no for an answer.
"You know," she said, "people are so hypocritical. They want to do things, yet they're afraid to. Now right now," she went on, "I bet you would enjoy having sex with me. Right?"
Bill gulped. He didn't answer for a moment. Then his eyes brightened.
"Sure I would," he said, "but I'm married."
"What's that got to do with it?" she laughed.
"I'm a swapper. And, we enjoy sex with married couples."
"But it's not an exchange," Bill countered quickly, "my wife isn't here so she can make it with your husband. Anyway, I don't think she'd want to do it."
"Well you see," she teased, "you're being shortchanged. You would love a little sexual variety, but she won't let you have it. No doubt there are all sorts of things that she won't do for you. But I could do everything."
"Well what do you want me to do?" he laughed.
"Well if you could eat my pussy," she smiled, "then I would blow you. How does that grab you?"
"But your husband," Bill said, "what if he came home from work?"
"Oh you don't have to worry about him," she said, "he never comes home from work except at night. And furthermore, we have a little understanding."
"What kind of understanding?" he asked nervously. "People get killed for playing around with other peoples' wives, sometimes."
"Well," she assured the grocery boy, "my husband is one person you never would have to worry about. Actually, he says he is happy I can find sexual fulfillment any way I care to."
"Then I guess he steps out too?" Bill asked. "Yes," she smiled. "He does. Isn't it wonderful?" "I guess so," he said. "It sure sounds like one of those modern marriages."
"Well it is," she said. "We are completely modern. We don't do things just like other people. And why should we? After all, we are living in a new age."
"A new age?" Bill asked.
"Yes," she said. "People allow their lust to take over. They realize that this untamed animal within them will leap out at an unexpected moment if they don't let it out of the ca.ge now and then for a breath of fresh air."
As she said this, she raised her skirt and pulled down her panties and sat on the table.
"Oh, you are pretty," the boy said, starting to give in.
"It's good eating dear," she smiled, as she massaged her mound making it moisten.
"Well I can see you've got a lot to offer," he said as he eame closer to look at it.
"You men are all alike," she smiled. "You dangle a piece of pussy before your eyes and your mouths water. Now, keep your eyes open and get down there and start to eat."
As she stretched her legs farther, she reached over on the counter top for a cigarette. She lit it, her attention still focused on her vagina.
"Get down there and start licking," she said, taking a puff on her cigarette.
The grocery boy sat in a chair at the kitchen table, but he wasn't about to eat a regular meal.
"Oh it is nice," he said, "you're sure your husband wouldn't kill me?"
"Forget him," she said. "He's probably balling the office secretary by now."
Bill laughed nervously as he brought his mouth even with her mound.
His hot tongue swept out along her slit. Soon he was stabbing inside her. As he stabbed away, she became more and more excited.
Grasping her thighs in his hands, he turned on.
"Oh honey," she said, "what a good tongue you've got. Oh yes, you've been there before. Oh wow!"
She marveled at his skill in licking the velvety vagina walls. He was thrusting in and out at a pace that she liked.
"Keep it up honey" she told him. "That's the way I like it. That's action, baby."
The sensations increased every moment.
"Oh wow!" she panted. "That's beautiful, yes baby, that's the way I like it. Keep it up."
It wasn't going to be much longer now and she knew it.
"Oh yes," she begged him. "Yes, baby." Moment by moment the thrills were becoming greater.
"Come on baby," she said, "get your tongue way in there. That's the way to do it. Come on baby."
He moved quicker, and the pleasure increased.
"Oh," he gasped excitedly, "what a beautiful pussy."
"Quit talking," she said, "and get your tongue back in there and start eating me."
He bowed over her mound once more, and began eating.
"Oh honey," she told him, "I can hardly stand it. Oh, keep that up. Just like that, lover."
The pleasure built to such a passionate pitch, she knew that she would be cuming soon. "Oh, ah, yes. That's the way to do it." All at once she juiced in a hot white spray. His tongue licked eagerly. "Oh, oh yes, baby."
She was excited and stimulated now, and could hardly wait.
"Oh baby," she panted, "that's what I want. Keep it up."
The pleasure built and built. It continued surging inside her. He nibbled at her clit.
"Oh it's wonderful," she exclaimed, as she locked her thighs over him and juiced some more.
She was, supercharged with excitement now that he had brought her there again.
"I'm cuming in multiples," she exclaimed in great excitement.
When he finally withdrew his tongue from her, she looked at him.
"Oh Bill," she exclaimed, "you don't know what you've done for me."
"I've eaten your pussy," he said, "I've eaten your pussy on the kitchen table. That's what I have done."
"Oh it's much more than that," she exclaimed. "You've got inside of me, nibbled at my love button, and brought me in multiples. I've read about that."
"About what?" Bill asked, not quite sure what she was trying to say.
"I have read about cuming in multiples," she explained.
"That's wonderful," he said.
"Oh it is," she assured him. "It really is, baby."
As she looked at him, she had an idea that he would enjoy all she could think of.
"Sweetheart," she smiled, "why don't you go in my bedroom and take a nice shower? I'll wash you off and then I'll do all sorts of wonderful things to you. Things that no one has ever done to you before."
Bill's eyes ignited as she became so excited at the prospect of loving him in a different way.
He followed her into the bedroom, and once more asked her seriously, "Are you sure your husband won't care?"
"Of course not," she said. "If he knew, he probably would be applauding us. He always wants me to be happy, you see."
"If you say so," the grocery boy said in disbelief.
He began taking off his trousers and he didn't peel them off quickly enough.
"I'll help you," she exclaimed, as she went over to him and began undressing him.
He liked the feel of her hands on him as she got hotter and hotter for action.
As she glanced down at Bill's bulging crotch, she saw what she was going to get.
"Oh you've got a big piece of cock there, haven't you?" she enthused.
"Yes baby, I have," he said. "You're going to love it. Every inch of it."
"Oh I know what you want me to do," she giggled.
He was standing before her stark naked, and he told her, "You ought to undress."
"That's true," she admitted, "but give me time, honey."
She slid out of her clothes quickly now, and prepared to go into the bedroom and the shower with him.
Once in the shower, she began washing him off.
"This is a lot of fun," he told her. "Yes, it is," she agreed. She gripped his gigantic penis in her hand, and began stroking it with a bar of soap.
"You're cleaning it off," he said, "so you can put it in your mouth."
"How did you guess?" she smiled. "Well, it never hurts to clean it off, does it?" "I suppose not," he agreed. Once she had finished washing him, in the front, she told him to turn around. He turned around and she washed his back and his asscheeks. As she slid the bar of soap between his buttocks, he got a big charge out of that. "Oh," he said, "that feels great." Stepping out of the shower, she dried him off. "Now I'm daisy fresh," he said, "and you're go- ing to love me."
He went into the bedroom, and spread out on the bed. He spread his legs apart and told her, "Get your mouth on this."
He was holding his penis in his hand, and smiling.
"Sure baby," she said, "I guess you're pretty eager for it." He nodded, as she grabbed it away from him and started licking at the juicy head of the joint. "Oh, I like that," he sighed, "that is beautiful." Her mouth moved up and down the length of the shaft. Then, she reached down and massaged
Bill's balls.
"Wow," he exclaimed, "it's wild. I love that."
He was thrusting faster now, and she was becoming more and more stimulated.
"Oh," he gasped excitedly, "that is beautiful. Keep it up, baby."
She continued giving him the action he sought.
"Oh," he gasped eagerly, "eat .me. Oh yes baby, go after the juice. These balls are loaded."
With more energy than her husband had displayed in years, the young man pumped it to her. She liked the fact she was getting such a vigorous pace. She felt of his asscheeks, and loved the flexing muscles.
"Oh," he told her, "I like your hands all over me. Come on, baby."
Expertly, she was doing him. He was a handsome young man, and she calculated that he hadn't had much action like this.
"Oh, eat my meat," he panted. "Yes baby, yes, that's what I want. Now you're doing me. All the way, baby. Let me slip it down your throat."
It wasn't going to be much longer now, and he knew it.
"Oh, ah, yes. That's it."
Now he was ramming it so hard it was slipping to her throat. As she felt the head of the penis shaft touch the back of her throat, she gulped.
"Oh honey," he said, "this is really fucking."
His balls were bouncing on her chin now, as he plugged her mouth with his penis.
"Hang in there," he told her. "It won't be much longer now."
She could taste him starting to juice. And this only egged her on to more excitement.
"Oh," he told her, "that's the way I like it. Keep it up, baby."
Faster and harder and hotter he went at her. Grasping her head, he forced her farther down on him.
"Oh," he told her, "that is beautiful, baby. Keep it up. Eat it."
Suddenly the rock hard cock exploded in her mouth sending a jetstream of his juice down her throat.
"Oh baby," he panted, "that's beautiful. Oh honey, what a blow job. Keep doing me."
She didn't stop. She wanted to continue licking, to give him an opportunity to unload all he could.
"Oh yes," he told her, "that's wild. Finish it, baby."
She marveled at the amount of white cum that surged into her mouth. And she enjoyed every moment of it.
"Wild," he said, "you're a wild woman. Oh baby, you are fantastic. You've got a secret way of doing it with your mouth honey."
She-marveled at the amount of the juice he shot to her. But what really amazed her when she slid her mouth off his penis was the fact that he was still hard. She could not get over it.
She gripped it tightly in her hand and asked him confidentially, "Don't you ever go down?"
"Sure I do," he told her, "but baby, let me tell you something. Right now I can hardly stand it. You've got me so excited, I am shaking."
She observed he was trembling.
"Maybe you'll have to give me another fuck to relieve your tension."
"Yes," he said. "I may have to."
At this point, she was determined to have it the way she wanted.
"I'll just straddle you, and give you a straddle .
fuck," she exclaimed.
Straddling him, she gripped his rock hard cock. Then she slid her vagina down over his shaft.
"Yes baby," she told him, "that's the way to do it."
The pleasure was building every moment.
"Oh wow!" she panted. "That's fantastic. Yes baby, that's the way to do it."
Every second he was becoming more and more excited.
"Oh wow!" he panted. "That's beautiful. Yes baby, that's the way to do it."
It wasn't going to take much longer now, with her gripping his rock hard cock in her vagina like this.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck baby, fuck." Faster and faster he thrust into her. Every second became more exciting and stimulating. "Yes baby," he told her, "that's the way to do it."
At this point her breasts were bouncing up and down and he enjoyed the sight of this.
"Say, your bosoms are beautiful, baby," he said. "You're an untamed woman. They're flipping up and down. I guess I'll have to hold them."
Bill reached up and gripped her bosoms.
"Oh yes," he panted. "That's wild. Yes baby, that's the way to do it."
The pleasure that he was deriving now was increasing.
"Yes baby," he told her, "that is wild."
He thrust forward hard, and he was so stimulated at this point he was grabbing her fiercely.
"Oh wow!" he panted. "That's the way to do it, honey. Keep it going."
It wasn't going to be much longer now, and he knew it.
"Fuck," he exclaimed, "fuck baby, fuck."
The f apt that she was on top made him wonder what it would be like if he was on top.
"Let's roll over baby," he said. "I want to know what it's like on top."
"If you say so, Bill," she purred softly, "anything you say."
She rolled over on her backside, and suddenly he was stabbing into her vigorously. Her hands were all over him now, and he went to town. She played with his back and then she reached down to feel of his ass.
"Oh I like it when your hands are on my ass," he told her. "Yes, that's the way to do it."
The pleasure was building to an exciting pitch.
"Keep doing it," he told her. "Yes, that's the way I like it. Fuck baby, fuck."
Suddenly the rock hard cock was stabbing savagely first one direction then the other. To add pleasure to his exciting action, she decided that the thing she should do would be to slide a finger up his asshole.
As the finger slid up his asshole, he thrust forward in rapidfire burst of energy. The sheer joy of the release of energy had him smiling at her.
"Oh baby," he said. "You've sure got me excited."
She brushed her breasts over his chest, to add some pleasure to the act.
"Oh honey, this is a wild one," he exclaimed.
Faster and faster he stabbed it into her. It seemed as if the pleasure would never end.
"Oh wow!" he panted, "That's what I want.
Fuck baby, fuck."
In savage outbursts, he stabbed into her mound. She loved the feel of the tremendous penis.
"Oh baby," she said, "I never had a fuck like this."
Now he was really ramming it into her. He gripped her asscheeks, as he thrust forward.
"Give it to me," she said. "Yes, Bill baby, that's what I like. Keep it up."
The harder he pumped it to her, the more excited she became. Her face flushed and her jaw hung slack. Her eyes went from side to side as she felt she couldn't stand it anymore.
"Give it to me," she exclaimed. "Every inch of it, baby."
He went on ramming it to her, and finally he scored.
"I'm shooting, baby," he exclaimed. "I'm shooting!"
The hot white sperm gushed into her.
"Oh it's beautiful, baby," she said. "I'm cum-ing too."
She kept his penis well lubricated as she came a moment later.
"Oh baby," she panted, as she locked her legs around him. "I'm cuming in multiples."
The pleasure that she was experiencing at this moment had her flipping out.
"Oh I can't stand it," she exclaimed. "I can't stand it."
The sudden surge of delight and pleasure that enveloped her now had her trembling too.
"You are a good fuck," Bill exclaimed. "You know how to make a man happy."
"I guess I know how to use my box, don't I?"
she said.
"You bet your sweet ass you do," he told her.
They lay there locked like this for a few moments. Then he pulled out of her.
"You know honey," he said, "it's dangerous to make it with a woman like you."
"What do you mean, Bill?" she smiled, as he pulled off her.
"I'll tell you," he said, as he reached down to stroke his now limp penis.
"You get a man so excited, he wants to do things he's never done before." "Is that bad?" she asked.
"Well," he said, "it's not good for a man to be too wild. After all, he doesn't know what he is doing, after a while."
"Oh honey," she laughed, "it's good for you to enjoy yourself. That's all I ever wanted."
"Yes baby," he said, "thaf s all you ever want. But you've got me so stimulated now I can hardly stand it." "I'm sorry," she said, as she went on massaging his penis.
"Are you?" Bill asked, as he glanced down at his cock.
"Yes," she smiled. "I'm only bringing up out of your subconscious."
"My subconscious?" the grocery boy asked her. "What do you mean?"
"Well," she explained, "down deep everybody wants more sex. They hate to admit it, but they do. You want it, and I want it."
"You know," he smiled at her, "I guess that's true. There are things that I want to do with my wife, but I would never dare tell her."
"Well name a few," she said. "Maybe I can help you out."
He looked at her and said, "I saw a movie once where everybody was on the floor running around, licking each other's ass, just doing everything."
"Is that what you want to do?" she smiled. "It could be arranged."
She said it with a certain lilt in her voice, that got him real excited.
"Oh yes baby," he said enthusiastically, "that's exactly what I want."
They got together on the floor and then they began their action.
"This will be a lot of fun," he told her. "Just crawling around and grabbing your ass and giving you a good time."
She proceeded to give him exactly what he wished. She figured that if this was what he desired, this was what she should be doing.
Getting on the floor, she glanced back at him.
"How am I doing, baby?" she called out to him.
"Beautiful," he told her, "now you run away from me."
She began crawling across the floor as quickly as she could. It didn't take long for Bill to overtake her. As he did so, he gripped her asscheeks and licked them.
"Oh baby," she said, "you're so exciting. You're all man, honey."
After a moment or two of this action, he suddenly decided that he wanted to give her something different. Standing up, he told her quickly, "Throw your legs around me and let me stab my cock into your pussy."
She threw her legs around him, and his penis slid smoothly into her.
"Oh Bill," she said, as she thrust back and forth, "that feels fantastic."
His hands were grasping her asscheeks, holding her up as he stood there fucking.
Glancing over to the mirror, he could watch.
"Look at us baby," he said. "Isn't this groovy? This is just like the Last Tango in Paris. I can fuck as well as Brando."
As they went on doing it, she remembered.
"Remember the time that he fucked her with that butter?"
"Are you sure he didn't use oleomargerine on it?" she chuckled.
As he stabbed away, he told her, "That was an art film."
"Then this is an art fuck," she said. "Give it to me. Faster baby. That's what I want. Fuck it. Faster. Now you're doing it. Oh, ah, yes, baby, that's the way I want it. Now you're doing it."
Faster and faster he pumped it to her. Every second she became more excited with his action.
"Oh baby," she gasped excitedly. "That's the way I love it. Oh, ah, yes baby, fuck it. Fuck faster, baby, fuck it."
It wasn't going to be much longer now, and he knew it. The pleasure was increasing in momentum every minute.
"Oh, ah, yes baby, that's the way to do it. Fuck fuck fast, baby. Fuck it. Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
She loved the way he slammed into her. The pleasure was increasing with every cockstab. "Oh, ah, yes, baby, that's the way. All the way, baby."
He rammed it into her, farther and farther. She loved it. Every inch of it excited her.
"Oh, give it to me, baby," she begged. "Oh yes, just like that."
He was massaging it against her vagina, first one direction then the other. As he would jab it to the left, she would twist her tail to the right.
"You're right on, honey," he told her. "That's, corkscrew fucking."
"What's corkscrew fucking, honey?" she smiled like a little girl lost.
"That's when you twist your tail the, opposite direction of the way I stab my cock."
"I see," she smiled. "Now you jab it to the left, honey."
Bill thrust his cock to the left. She twisted to the right.
"Like that, lover?" she asked.
"Yes baby," he told her. "That's the way to do it."
The pulsating penis was pumping vigorously now.
"Oh," she exclaimed, "that's wild. Yes baby, that's the way I like it. Faster. Fuck me. Oh baby, I want it. AH of it. Every inch of it."
He continued giving it to her, just the way she wanted it. The wild pleasure that surged through her body now had her trembling with passionate delight.
"Faster Bill," she told him. "Faster."
She looked in the mirror and she loved the sight of his ass as he stabbed. The flexing ass muscles pleased her. And then when he would jab it to the left, she would twist it one way and then to the other.
"You really are a horny woman," he told her.
"I'm liberated," she said. "I can enjoy a good fuck as much as any man can."
"Good for you," he said. "I'm sure glad they let you out of a cage."
He kissed her passionately now, as he suddenly juiced. As he tongue flicked against her tongue, as his penis unloaded, she juiced with him.
"Ahhhh," he moaned in delight, "what a fuck!"
His hands held her ass, as he finished. Then slowly he withdrew and let her stand on the floor.
"You're a good floor fucker," she said. "Oh Billy baby, we've got to get together again."
"I've got a lot of other places to stop this morning," he said. "I'd better quit catting around and get on my route."
"Good for you baby," she said. "Now you hurry along."
He wanted to take a fast shower and did. When he stepped out of the shower, he told her as he put out his hand, "Don't come here. You come one inch closer, you'll probably want to grab my penis and get me stimulated. And I can't take any more of that."
She laughed as she looked at him.
"Take it easy honey,"" she said. "It doesn't work that way."
She let him go and then she went to bed and relaxed, .She was relaxing and sound asleep when the doorbell rang.
Drowsily she got up to answer. As she went to the door, she gasped. Her mother was standing there.
"Why Mom," she said. "What a surprise to see you."
"Well dear," she said, "I was doing a little shopping and decided to drop around to see yon."
"Well that's nice," she said nervously. "But you should phone."
"Why are you still in bed?" she demanded. "Why I've been up for hours."
"Well you're an early riser, Mom," she said, lighting a cigarette.
"And you're smoking too much," her mother complained.
"Will you get off my back?" she demanded. "And what did you bring your ass over here for?"
"Now is that the way I've taught you to talk?"
she said. "I don't think this marriage is a good thing. Ever since you married him, you have been a different girl."
"I'm a big girl now," she told Her mother, "and you quit bugging me. If you want to come over here and talk to me as an adult, fine. But none of this crap about me being a little girl."
"I'm sorry honey," her mother said. "Do you have something to drink?"
"Like lemonade?" she asked.
"No," her mother said. "Like some whiskey."
"I didn't know you'd gone back to drinking, Mom," she said.
"Well," she said, "it's your father who drove me back to drink."
"Dad?" she asked, as she poured some whiskey for her mother.
"Yes," she said. "I think he's playing around with another woman."
"Now look, Mom," she said as she handed her a drink, "this is ridiculous. You've been talking about Dad playing around for years.. You've never had any proof."
"Well I've got proof now," she said.
"What proof?" her daughter demanded.
"This," she said. "Isn't this proof enough?"
All at once, she pulled a pair of soiled shorts from her purse. And then she pointed to lipstick.
"What are you doing carrying shorts around in that big bulky purse of yours for?" she demanded. "This is proof," she said. "I have finally found something I can take to court."
"You're going to take Dad's dirty shorts to court?" she demanded.
"Somebody has to air the dirty linen," she said. "And it might as well be me. These shorts prove beyond the shadow of a doubt that your father has been having sex with some woman."
"How do you know that that isn't just lipstick that got there by accident?" she asked.
"No, it doesn't fool me. He's going with one of those horrible women. You know that I wouldn't do those perverse things and, dear, I have the proof. Here it is. The imprint. Lipstick. You can't fool lips."
"She probably had a full mouth too," her daughter laughed.
"This is no laughing matter, dear," she said. "I mean to take it to a lawyer this afternoon."
"Well you ought to at least put those horrid shorts in an envelope," she said.
"No," she said. "I can carry them in my purse. They're valuable to me."
"How do you mean valuable?" she demanded.
"Simply this dear," she said. "If I'm going to have a divorce suit mean anything, I've got to have evidence that your father has been disloya' This is all the evidence I need."
"Very good," she said. "Very good. Good luck,"
"You bet your ass, honey, it's good luck. Your old Mom is going to have a new car, and live in a nice apartment in town. I'm sick of being relegated to that suburban place. I'm lonely as hell at night. And I don't intend to do any stepping out. I was too loyal a woman to step out on your father."
"Oh Mom," she told her, "you never did care much about sex. You always gave the old man a rough time, when he wanted to hit the hay with you."
"How dare you address your mother that way ?" she demanded.
"Knock off the crap Mom," she said. "You know you really disgust me at times."
"Dear," she said, "I wonder if they mixed up the babies at the hospital?"
"I wonder that too Mom," she said. "We havv so little in common. Except drinking and smoking Certainly not screwing. Because I love to screw, and so does my husband. That's why we're engag- ing in a little swap activity."
"Swap activity?" she demanded. "What are you talking about?"
"Swapping, Mom," she said. "Why, haven't you ever heard of the fucking generation?"
"You're disgusting," she snapped. "I've never heard of anything so horrifying. Apparently, we're going to collapse like Rome did. Everyone doing it to everyone."
Her daughter looked at her and smiled.
"Sexual variety is the spice of life, Mom," she said. "You never had any diversion from Dad. You must have gotten tired of that same old cock."
"Oh, you're sick," she said. "This is the most disgusting thing I've ever heard. You are sick."
"Put those shorts back in your purse, Mom," she said, "and take them down to the lawyer and show him the lipstick stains."
"Well I'm getting out of here," she announced flatly. "And I don't care if I never see you again."
"Good riddance," she said, as she slammed the door on her mother and watched her. walk down the sidewalk.