Life Goes On
written by:
DG Hear

Life Goes On By DG Hear

I decided to post all three chapters in this one submission. Can go in many different categories. Hope you enjoy the story.

Chapter 1

She was standing there as beautiful as ever. The one woman I tried my best to forget but never could. What was she doing here? If anyone didn't belong here it was her. I had to approach her,; I had to talk to her. It was Jenny, my old girlfriend. Our last date was the senior prom in high school. We graduated and I enlisted in the service. I wanted to help our war effort. That was six years ago. I served four years and then came back. After verifying the truth about Jenny marrying my cousin Jim with my parents I decided to move to the big city about a hundred miles away.

She was my high school sweetheart. Well, I should say that she was the girl I cared for. We didn't really go steady. I remembering her saying that her parents used to tell her not to go with just one guy. She was too young to tie herself down to one person. So we dated but she also dated other guys. All the guys were crazy about her. She dated several different ones. Of course it made me mad so I dated other girls also. They were fun but when you care for a certain girl you have a tendency to measure all the rest of them to her.

While I was in Iraq she wrote regularly. The letters were always about home and how she couldn't wait to see me when I got back. She was in college and learning a lot. After a couple of years the letters were less loving. I could literally read the difference. Then it came, the so -called ‘Dear John' letter. Even though she wasn't my steady, I thought of her as such. Then the bad news really hit in a letter about a month later;. She was getting married. She was going to marry my cousin Jim. I was heart- broken. I wrote back to her and told her that Jim was the luckiest man alive. I would have given anything to be in his shoes.

I couldn't yell and scream and call her names. She wasn't my steady but I took it hard. Like a good soldier I kept a stiff upper lip. I went on with my life. She will always be a warm spot in my past.

After that, I became kind of a gigolo. I went out with all the women. I did practice safe sex but had sex with almost every date I had after I got that letter. I couldn't count the girls I had sex with while overseas. When I arrived back in the states, I saw my parents and spent a few weeks in the area. They confirmed that Jenny got married about two years ago. She had gotten pregnant but later had a miscarriage. I wanted to see Jenny but just couldn't get myself to go there. So, as I mentioned, I moved to the big city. I told my parents that the job opportunities were better there so that's why I was moving there. The truths be known, I was afraid of running into Jenny, even after all these years. I had to move on.

I became an audio/visual expert while in the service. I could have gotten a job anywhere. I used all the high tech equipment the armed forces had to offer. If it had anything to do with audio or video equipment, I could do it.

I found a job in Columbus and moved there the following weekend. I rented an apartment in an upper class neighborhood. The women were plentiful. The pool and hot tub were for the use of all the renters and their guests. They had two pools, an indoor and an outdoor, so we were good year around. The pools always had women around and in them.

I was an in-shape sort of guy. I exercised every morning and then tried to run at least two miles a day. My work schedule was very flexible and allowed me time for my running. A lot of my equipment was set up for the Private Investigators I worked with. I didn't have all the leg work to do, just mostly setting up and tearing down equipment. I have seen it all. I have seen more sexual situations in a month than most people have in a lifetime.

If anyone saw all the sex I've observed, he would think Sodom was back. I continued having my share of sex. Here I was twenty-five years old, single and horny. Some days as I sat around the pool I would get approached by women several times. You would have thought we lived in Las Vegas. Many of these chicks were married but didn't seem to care who knew what they did.

I fucked them all or at least all that were willing. Heavy, skinny, short, tall, built, real tits or implants. So many of these women hungered for sex. Most worked but others were kind of trophy wives. They were there for their husbands to take to the business engagements. There were a few single girls in our complex but I had a tendency to stay away from them. I didn't want to get tied down. I did go out with one girl, Beverly, we were good friends.

I should explain this further. Not every couple in our complex were swingers. It just seems that there were a lot of them. They had a tendency to stand out. I met a lot of couples that probably had great marriages and nice families. A few of the husbands I met had decent jobs and in most cases their wives worked also. It was good to see that some good marriages still existed.

I tried not to judge people but it was awfully hard for me to understand why some husbands didn't seem to care who their wives were with. I was invited to my first swingers' party. I didn't know what to expect. My only problem was I needed a date. No singles were allowed at these parties. I asked Beverly, a divorced gal that owned her own business, what she thought about going with me. She was rather heavy but had to be one of the best sexual partners I've been with.

Maybe she just tried harder. She was heavy with really big boobs, maybe 44-DD's or bigger. The thing was, she knew how to use every inch of her body to get a guy off. A few of the men I met said they thought she was the best. So I asked her about going to the swap meet and she readily accepted. She told me she's been to a lot of the swap meets and usually had a good time.

We arrived at the party and for the first hour it was pretty much the, ‘Hi how are you?' type talk. There were a few couples from our complex there plus other couples who were invited by some of their friends. People just started pairing up and using the house like a brothel. They were having all kinds of sexual activity everywhere. It did kind of make me laugh, I remember when I was in Iraq, I always thought this is how I wanted to live out my last days.

The women came to this affair like they were going to a ball or something. They were dressed to the hilt. After about two hours they were either naked or in their under things.

One gal from my housing complex came up to me and introduced herself. I hadn't had sex with her before. She sat next to me and took my hand and put it in her lap. I slid it right up to her pussy in through the sides of her panties and started fingering her. She smiled and spread those legs further apart. She was a little high but also very hot.

She said to me, "Fuck me. Fuck me now."

I had been sitting there on the couch in my briefs. She pulled them down and then rolled a condom onto my cock and then climbed up, pulled her panties to the side and slid down on my rigid cock. Damn, this was unbelievable. Her husband was not twenty feet away fucking another woman. This was my first fuck this night and I came quick. She smiled at me and then got off my lap, took the condom filled with my cum and put it in the waste basket that was there for that purpose and walked away. I have no idea if she even climaxed.

I was watching two men work on Beverly. Each were sucking a tit and had her legs spread and were sliding their hands up to her vagina. She smiled at me and I was glad she was having a good time. She was just a friend, not my girlfriend, so it didn't bother me in the least seeing her enjoying herself.

I came across a cute little redhead. Later I found out her name was Marsha. I asked where her husband was. I guess you're not supposed to talk about personal stuff but she told me he had a thing for black women and was upstairs with one. I introduced myself and asked her if she wanted to play a little. She asked what I had in mind,; she hadn't done anything yet that evening. I dropped to my knees and slid her panties off and buried my face in her red bush.

"Oh, my God," she screamed out, "I can't believe this, most men won't eat pussy here. When the ladies see you, they will never leave you alone."

"I won't eat just any pussy. You just looked sad and said I was your first tonight so I wanted to give you something special." Then I buried my tongue in her. She was pumping so hard against my mouth I had a hard time breathing. I made her climax with my mouth.

When we finished, she thanked me and kissed me with her juices all over my face. She asked if I would take her to one of the side rooms and fuck her so that's exactly what we did. She was one good fuck. She was the type that made me wonder what she was even doing there. I asked her after she climaxed for the second time.

"We're not supposed to talk about personal things but I like you so much. What do you want to know? I'll try to be honest with you."

"Why would your husband want any other woman? Doesn't he love you? To me you seem pretty special."

She kind of snickered and told me, "The love here at this party is a front. Marriages where the partners swap don't have love. I loved my husband for six years. Then he gave me a choice about a year ago. Come to the swap meets or hit the road. I don't have anything and I had nowhere to go.

"He is older than me and we have a prenuptial agreement. So I come along hoping to at least find a nice guy to be with. Today you're that guy. I guess I'm his slut. I'm saving money and hopefully one day I'll leave him. There are a lot of stories you'll hear about the people here. Most are sad."

Wow, I really didn't expect to hear that.! I stayed with her the rest of the evening. We fucked one more time. The last thing she said to me was she hoped I attended the next party. She would be looking for me.

I found Beverly and she gathered up her clothes and we headed for home. I had some questions for her and she began to fill me in.

The parties had supposedly strict rules but hardly anyone followed them.

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1. Leave your marital problems at home. Don't bring them to the party.

2. No means no. That goes for everybody.

3. No meeting partners outside of the party.

4. You come with a date and go home with the same date.

5. None of your children are to know anything that goes on.

6. No camera or video equipment allowed.

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That was pretty much the rules. Beverly told me that she was married when she first started attending. Her husband fell for one of the other wives and both marriages ended in divorce. She said he was a slime ball anyway and she was better off without him. The two of us became good friends. We had sex together but never wanted love to be part of the mix.

I still had a hard time understanding why a man would sit there and let another man feel up and then fuck his wife. The more and more I saw it happen, the more I knew this wasn't love. The women didn't respect their husbands and for sure the men didn't love their wives.

I know that if some man laid his hands on my wife, if I had one, he would be picking himself off the ground if he was able when I got through with him. Then I thought about the wife. Could she love her husband and just fuck another man in front of him? What kind of marriage would that be? What morality were they passing onto their kids?

It was quite an eye opener. Everyone acted like they had the best marriages while they both, husbands and wives, cheated regularly on each other. So many divorces, suicides, and drugs from these so called rich jet-set couples. All believing swapping might solve their marital problems.

My younger brother was getting married and they were going to hold a bachelor party and I was invited. I had to go because it was my brother and I was going to be one of his combination ushers/groomsmen. When I got there, I saw a lot of my old friends. My cousin Jim was there too. He greeted me like an old friend. I put on the show for him and hugged him back. Deep down I wanted to kick his ass for taking Jenny. I congratulated him belatedly but I didn't want to talk about Jenny.

Everyone wanted to hear about my war experiences. I put it on pretty thick but most of it was true. My old pal Joe brought up my love life. He asked how it was going in Columbus? I pretty much told everyone how it was. I attended a few swap parties and fucked all these other men's wives. Love was never a part of it but there was one hell of a lot of sex. I got all the usual ooh's and aah's when I explained how some of the woman looked and acted.

Almost every guy's fantasy is to fuck other women. I'm not saying they would do it but they sure the hell think about it.

When Jim said he would like to go to one of those parties, it about half pissed me off. He better never take Jenny to one of those parties. Of course I didn't even know Jenny any more but just the idea of her being there turned my stomach.

My little brother's best man was throwing the party and put on some x-rated porno tapes for the guys to watch. I was so used to seeing the real thing that I didn't pay much attention. After the tapes, there was a knock on the door. Jim opened it and in came three female dancers very scantily dressed. Of course all the guys were yelling and cheering. They opened a spot on the floor so the dancers could do their thing. They were good. They were also hookers. I heard one guy asked if they did anything beside dance and they told him everything was negotiable for a price.

One gal started giving my little brother, who was half drunk, a lap dance. I offered to pay for it since this was for him. The rules were he wasn't supposed to touch her so he held onto the chair while she did her thing. He was hard as a rock and I do believe he creamed his jeans. After the dance he went and changed his pants.

A few of the men were handing the girls money and going into the bedrooms. Everyone knew they were getting fucked or a blowjob. It pissed me off when Jim handed one of the girls money and started kissing her right there in front of everyone before taking her into the bedroom. I knew it was none of my business so I did my best not to say anything.

Just to be part of the party I let one girl give me a lap dance but I told her only if I could hold on to her ass while she did it. All the guys cheered for me. Normally you weren't supposed to touch the girls. I wanted to show them how good I was at this stuff. Actually I had talked with the girl earlier and gave her enough for a fuck but just wanted the lap dance.

She dry humped me like it was her last fuck ever. When she got finished, she whispered in my ear that she really did have an orgasm and thanked me for not being a prick like a couple of the other guys. I asked her which guys and she nodded toward Jim and one of his friends saying he kept calling her a slut and treating her like shit. She was so glad when he finally came. She said he didn't know how to treat women.

I was starting to really dislike my cousin. At least I only had to put up with him one more time and that was at the wedding. The problem was I knew Jenny would be there.

The day of the wedding I went with my brother to get our tuxedos. He had convinced me to be a groomsman but asked if I could help as an usher as well. I told him of course and I did my job well.

As I was seating guests, I would politely say bride or groom and seat them in the proper area. When Jenny came to the door to be seated it was as though time stopped. I looked up and there she was. Six years were now like one day ago. She came up to me and gave me a big hug. She felt and smelled like I always remembered. I was finally able to break out of my trance and hug her back.

"God, it's so good to see you, Jenny, I can't tell you how much I missed not hearing from you." She looked at the floor knowing she had stopped writing me. I didn't want her sad right now so I asked her if she would save me a dance or two at the reception.

"I'll always save you a dance, Jerry," she said as Jim, her husband, showed up. He said hi to me and asked what I thought of how Jenny looked as he grabbed her ass. I knew it made her uncomfortable and kind of pissed me off. I knew he was just telling me that she belonged to him.

I looked at her and said, "She may not be the bride but she is definitely the prettiest woman here."

He spoke up quickly and said, "Yeah, and she belongs to me."

I seated them on the groom's side of the aisle and went back to seat more guests. I knew she was getting to me but I just couldn't help it.

As I stood up front with the groomsmen and everyone watching the vows being said, I just looked at Jenny. She kept looking back at me. We still had strong feelings for each other but she was married.

At the reception I went around and greeted all my family members. I had to tell my war stories about a hundred times. I didn't say much about my sex life other than I liked living where I did. My little brother and his wife looked great together. I advised him to always treat her right and put her first in his life. They made a good couple and, with a lot of effort, they would make it.

I looked around and saw Jim getting drunk. Jenny was next to him looking around inquiringly. When she saw me she stopped looking. I walked up and asked her about that dance. She got up and we headed to the dance floor. I wanted to be as far away from Jim as possible. I wanted to hold Jenny.

As we walked past the band, I handed the leader ten dollars and asked them to play three slow songs in a row. He smiled and said, "Yes, sir," and they started the first slow song. I put my arms around Jenny as we danced slowly.

The first song the band played was, "You belong to me" by The Duprees. I could hear the words while we danced. ----------------------

See the pyramids across the Nile, Watch the sunrise on a tropic isle, Just remember, darling, all the while, You belong to me.

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She had tears in her eyes as we danced. "Do you want to talk about it Jenny?" I asked.

"That was one of our songs before you went overseas. I always liked that song," she replied.

I held her close and moved slowly while the music played. We were both engrossed in our own thoughts while the music played. The second tune started. The band played, "I Can't stop Loving You" by Ray Charles.

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I can't stop loving you. I've made up my mind To live in misery Of the lonesome time. I can't stop loving you. It's useless to say. So I'll just live my life In dreams of yesterday.

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God, you would have thought I had hand-picked the songs. They all pertained to us. Romantic music was my favorite but I had no love to share it with anymore. So, hearing these old tunes really got to me. I held Jenny closer and closer.

It felt so good holding her in my arms. It was like old times, Jenny and me together dancing. I knew it wasn't going to last long, our last song was about to start. Then she would be going back to her husband and I would be heading home alone.

The band started the third song. It was by a local guy that we went to high school with. Hell, I remember the song but couldn't remember his name. Later I heard it by other singers. "That's all I want from you."

At school I remember they played it at every school dance after all a kid at school recorded it.

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A little love that slowly grows and grows, Not one that comes and goes. That's all I want from you.

A sunny day with bolts up to the sky, A kiss and no goodbye. That's all I want from you.

Don't let me down, Oh, show me that you care. Remember when you give, You also get your share.

Don't let me down, I have no time to waste. Tomorrow might not come, When dreamers dream too late.

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The song was bringing tears to my eyes. I held her and asked what she was thinking about.

She began by saying that Jim came home the other night and said he had seen me at the bachelor party and that I was telling everyone how much sex I was having. She said, "I know he did it just to see how I would react."

"How did you react, Jenny?"

"Well, I guess I was mad but did my best not to show it. I have no reason to be mad at you. We both know that, but after seeing you today, I'm scared. You see I have feelings for you and I'm a married woman and shouldn't be thinking like this, least of all telling you about it."

"Jenny, I have feelings for you too. I love . . ."

She stopped me from finishing. "Please don't say it, Jerry. Please don't."

"Why did you marry Jim, Jenny? Did you really love him?"

"Please, Jerry, I can't talk about it now. Let's have our dance and not talk about the past."

I guided her into a little foyer and gently pressed my lips against hers. I could feel her shaking as we kissed. As I pulled back, she had tears running down her cheeks. She pulled away from me and ran to the ladies' room.

I felt miserable as I listened to the last few bars of the song.

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A little love that slowly grows and grows, Not one that comes and goes, That's all I want from you.

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Damn it! I've lost the woman I loved. I changed into my street clothes and then I said my goodbyes to the family. I kissed mom and hugged my dad. I walked up to my little brother and handed him my tux and told him I probably wouldn't be around for awhile and asked if he would return it for me. Again I told him to treat his new wife with love and respect and never let her go. As I was walking out the side door I glanced over at the ladies' room door and saw Jenny standing there looking at me from across the room.

Chapter 2

A couple of weeks passed while I put a lot of time into my work. Beverly called me one day and asked if I was going to the wife swap this month. I said that after awhile they weren't that much fun for me. That's when she told me that Marsha, the little red head, asked her if she could see that I went. She wanted to see me and thank me.

Thank me for what? I was a bit intrigued and told Beverly that I would be her mate for the evening. I asked Beverly why she kept going to them. She explained that since she was divorced she put a lot of hours in her business and didn't have much time for socializing. So one weekend a month she set aside to let it all hang out. At least she was honest about what she was doing and why, unlike a lot of these couples.

We arrived a few minutes late as usual. A few of the men made a bee-line for Bev. As I mentioned, a lot of the guys loved big women and Bev knew how to use it. I went looking around for Marsha. It looked like some guy was trying to put the make on her but she wasn't biting. I walked up to her and she quickly stood up. I hugged her and told the other guy to take a hike. He looked kind of mad at me but then walked away without making a scene. After all there were a lot of fish in the pond.

I asked Marsha what this thank you stuff was about. I knew I was good but not that good. She smiled at me and asked if we could seek some privacy in one of the rooms. She then asked if I set up some video equipment on an old geezer and a black woman at the Motel 6 last week.

I told her I had done it for one of the P.I's I worked for. She told me she found out where I worked from Beverly and went to see the private investigators and they had me set up surveillance equipment catching her husband in the act. So that voided the prenuptial agreement since he was caught cheating. Now she could afford to leave him and start a new life. No more of her being his slut wife.

I asked her why she came tonight since that information was turned in last week. She said she wanted to see me one more time and thank me for helping her. This was the last wife swap she would ever attend and she wanted it to be with me.

I got on my knees in front of her and spread her legs. She smiled and said, "No undies tonight and I trimmed up the red bush just for you."

I looked and she had left just a tuft of her red-haired bush shaped like a heart. I rubbed my hand all over it. Then I began kissing up her thighs. I took two fingers and pushed them into her sex. She was very wet. I knew what she wanted as I clasped my mouth over her pussy, licking and tonguing her pussy. I was chewing on her clit when she clasped her hands to the back of my head and pushed that pussy of hers forward until she climaxed.

Just like last time she started kissing her juices off my face. I was putting on a condom when she began to laugh. I asked her what was so funny. She told me that I wear a condom so I don't catch diseases but I had my mouth all over the same area just a few minutes before.

She said that was why she kissed her juices that were on my face. To let me know she was disease free. I never thought about that but she was right. I could get an STD by doing her orally as well as by intercourse. Damn, with all the women I've been with I guess I was pretty lucky.

Since I had the condom on, I left it on. I asked her if I could do her from behind, doggie style. She turned around and aimed that beautiful ass at me as I pushed my cock as deep into her as possible. I did a slow grind while holding onto her hips. Every time I pushed forward my sack would hit her lower pussy. This felt great but to finish off she turned around and raised her legs as high and as far apart as possible and I jabbed my cock into her wide open pussy.

I came with a burst and put a lot of cum into the condom. After I pulled out she took the condom and threw it in the waste basket and asked me to sit down. She knelt in from of me and took my wet cock and started sucking on the head. She told me she hardly ever gave head and never after a climax but this was special only for me as she sucked a flaccid penis into a very hard one.

She probably took half of it in her mouth. I was ready for another fuck. I put on another condom out of force of habit and sat on the couch as she got up on my lap facing me and slid down my cock. We did a nice slow burn with me helping her out by having both of my hands under her ass, helping to raise and lower her on my stiff cock.

I was ready to come again and so was Marsha. I pulled my hands from under her ass and she pressed pelvis against pelvis till we both came. She thanked me again for everything and told me if I ever needed a date other than a swap meet she would gladly be there.

Funny, she was really a nice woman but her husband started her into a lifestyle not of her choosing. I was so glad she was walking away from it. I could really go for her if I could get Jenny out of my mind. I had to stop loving Jenny if I were to love another.

Life goes on. I was doing well in the business. I had all the work I could handle. Funny how popular the spying business had become. My services were in demand. I have my armed forces training to thank for the education. I lost my love but gained a profession.

It was about a month and a half after my brother's wedding when I received a call. I said hello and heard a woman's voice, "Jerry, is that you?" Oh, my God, it was Jenny.

"Yes, Jenny, it's me. What's the matter? Is there a problem?"

"No, on the contrary. Jim and I are coming to the 4th of July party you invited us to in Columbus. It will be so nice to see you again. I'll kind of have to remember that Jim's my husband and hold it together. I promise you I will dance with you."

I had no idea what the hell she was talking about. I never talked to Jim. I didn't want to scare her but I had to find out about this party.

"Jenny, not to aggravate you but I go to a lot of parties and I will definitely be there. When did I mention this party to Jim?"

"He said you probably wouldn't remember but it was at your brother's bachelor party. Anyway I really can't wait to see you. Please don't tell Jim I called. I don't think he would be too happy with me calling you. I know I shouldn't have but I was so excited I just had to call you. Jim said we will be staying at the Ramada Inn since that's where the big party's taking place. I can't wait to see you again, Jerry, I hope we can remain friends." I felt her voice go from happy to serious.

"Jenny, you will always be my friend and I will see you at the party."

After I hung up I knew something was going on. I just hoped it wasn't what I thought it was. My first call would go to Beverly. If there was a party going on, she would know about it. She always seemed to have the inside track. I called her at work and she answered the phone, "Illusions, Bev speaking, How may I help you?" Damn she had sexy voice.

"Bev, This is Jerry."

"Hi, Jerry, I'm surprised you called me, What can I do for you?"

"That was one sexy voice you were using. What is ‘Illusions' anyway?

"Anyway, to the point. I heard a rumor about a really big 4th of July bash going on at the Ramada Inn. Do you know anything about it?"

"Illusions is my business. I'll explain it to you someday. As far as the bash goes, yes, there is one. It's probably one of the biggest swinging parties of the year. Why, did you want to go? I thought you gave up the swap meets?"

"I have to go, Beverly. Someone I know may be there under false pretenses. I need to go to it. Do I need a partner to get in?"

"Yes, it's a couples only swing party, only it's three times the size of our regular monthly ones. No problem, Jerry. I'll get the invites and you can be my detached date as usual," she laughed.

"Bev, how would a couple that hasn't been part of the groups get tickets for this?"

"Oh, it's easy. They sell tickets on line or through adult book stores. You just sign a document stating you will abide by the rules so the business is off the hook if a problem starts."

That explained a lot. Jim probably ordered the tickets and lured Jenny saying I invited them. He had no idea that I really was going to be there. This ought to be interesting.

The time came to go to the big party. I informed Bev that unlike other times I wanted to get there a little early. For me it wasn't about the sex this time but about the people. She told me she would hang with me for awhile since she had a whole night to have sex but she knew I was up to something and wasn't going to leave my side until she found out what.

We found a really nice couch to sit on and watch all the couples enter. We got ourselves a drink and did some people watching. There was one major rule change that Bev told me about. No sex outside of the rooms. You had to rent a room to be part of the party. I rented a room in Bev's name. I wasn't planning on staying the night and I only lived five miles away.

Dancing and groping would take place but the sexual acts had to be done in private. That kept the motel out of getting in trouble. Their security could always kick the troublemakers out.

Damn, these women looked fine. So hard to believe that women that looked like these had to slut themselves out. I mean the majority were beautiful. Bev was laughing as I looked at all the tits and ass. She said that she was doing some checking out herself. A number of people came up to Bev and said hello and that they might see her later. She must have known half the people there.

I was just watching for one couple and saw them come in through the door. It was quite crowded and I know they didn't see me sitting on the couch. Jenny looked beautiful, almost like an angel in blue. Bev looked at me and said, "That's her, isn't it? Keep your eye on her, Jerry, she's going to go quick."

Jim took a couple of drinks off the cart and offered one to Jenny. They were talking to different couples. It was only general talk. I could see that Jenny was getting a little nervous. She was looking all over the place. I was hoping she was looking for me. She sat down in a chair while Jim was checking out the women.

A man sat next to Jenny and as they were talking he put his hand on her thigh. She quickly pushed it off and was looking for Jim to tell him about the man. She gulped down her drink, not sure what was going on.

Jim came back and gave her another drink. She took a sip and set it down on the table. She was telling Jim about the man touching her but he laughed it off. I watched as Jim took a small packet out of his pocket and slipped it into Jenny's drink. He handed it back to her and I knew it was my time to react. I jumped up and Bev followed me over to Jenny and Jim. I took Jenny's drink and set it back down and gave her a big hug. She was smiling like she found a friend.

Jim on the other hand was pissed. I could see it in his face. He looked at me and said, "What are you doing here?" Jenny looked at her husband and told him that he said that I had invited them.

"I came to save Jenny unless this is the life she wants."

Jenny jumped up and asked, "What‘s going on? Didn't you invite us, Jerry?"

Jim started to speak and I told him to shut the fuck up. He might be my cousin but I'd kick his ass from here to kingdom come. He knew I meant it.

"Jenny, I never invited you or Jim to this party. I only came because you called me."

Jim broke in, "You called him, you stupid broad."

I looked back at Jim, "I told you to keep quite and the next time I hear you call Jenny a name like that, I'll see you're carried out in a body bag."

Jim was pissed but knew better then to challenge me again. He sat in Jenny's chair and grabbed her drink by mistake and started drinking it.

"Jenny, this is not a normal party. This is a wife swap or swingers party. This is my friend and I mean friend, Bev, who told me all about this party. Jim brought you here so he could have sex with some of these women. He was willing to let you be used for the same purpose. I just came here to protect you. I hope you didn't come for the wife swap."

Jenny was crying when she turned to Jim and slapped him across the face as hard as she could and put her head on my shoulder. "Please, Jerry, get me out of here."

Jim said, "Fuck both of you, I came here to party and that's what I'm going to do."

Bev turned to us and said, "What now, Jerry?"

I asked her to meet us up in her room in fifteen minutes and, if she would, to please keep an eye on Jim. I think he just took some kind of drug since he drank Jenny's drink.

Jenny went to her room to change into something more comfortable while I went to my car to get my audio and video equipment. I went to Bev's room and set it all up. Bev was there a few minutes later. She asked me if Jenny was the girl that I loved. She knew I always held back a little and figured Jenny was the reason why. I gave her a short story about Jenny getting married to my cousin Jim and said I never got over her.

I asked, "Bev, I need a really big favor. Would you bring Jim up to the room and show him how good you really are?"

She laughed and said, "I see you want it all on film. And audio too?"

I said, "I want you to find out anything you can about their marriage. It is something I have to know."

I stopped by Jenny's room and asked her to come with me. She asked about Jim and I told her he was in good hands but right then we needed to be alone and talk. I was taking her to my apartment and nothing would happen unless she wanted it to.

When we arrived at my apartment, I turned to Jenny. "Jenny, whether you want to hear it or not, I love you and want to help you. You have to talk to me and tell me everything about you and Jim. If you love him, I'll back away. I don't want to interfere in your marriage if you want to stay with him."

"Jerry, let me start with you leaving for the service. I was mad at you. I felt you were leaving me. I know what you were doing was right but you were the guy that I really cared for. Yes, I dated other guys and they were nice, including your cousin. The group we hung around with went to college together. After you re-upped for the second term in Iraq I was mad and lonely.

"A group of us went out for the evening. We broke into couples. I was with Jim. That night I let Jim have sex with me. I don't know why. I didn't love him but I did like him as a good friend. To this day I don't know why I did it. He didn't rape me. I was aware of what was happening."

I could see she was struggling with her thoughts and gave her a glass of water. She took a sip and continued. "After missing a couple of periods I was worried. I told Jim and he thought we should get married so he could make a good girl out of me. My options were rather limited and I did like Jim. I told my parents and they weren't very happy but went along with it.

"We had a very small wedding and reception since I was beginning to show. My parents and my brother and sister were moving to Arizona because of my little brother's asthma. After they moved, all I pretty much had here was an aunt and of course Jim.

"One day I got deathly sick. I was coughing up blood and was rushed to the hospital. I ended up having a miscarriage. Jim was there for me during the miscarriage. I guess you could say he was all I had left other than Aunt Mae. So we just continued on with our life. Jim had kind of a problem. He had this crazy fantasy about swinging and wife swapping. He always talked about it when we had sex. I think it helped him get off.

"Jerry, I liked Jim but never loved him. There was only one guy I have ever loved and that was you. I knew it was for real when I saw you at the wedding. That's why it bothered me so much."

"Jenny, I have a few questions and we'll see where we go from here. Do you love me? I mean really love me? If you and Jim get divorced, will you want to marry me?"

"God, Jerry, you know I love you. Where would we live if we got married? We would be a big scandal in our little town. Besides you need to know that I slept with two other guys besides Jim. I couldn't marry you without you knowing that. It was a couple of guys Jim knew. It was right after I got pregnant. I swear to God I don't know why I did it. Do you think there might be something wrong with me?"

"There's nothing wrong with you, Jenny. I watched you and Jim come in today. I saw you push the man's hand away and I also saw Jim spike your drink. I think you received just enough drugs to know what was going on but not enough to care. There is a drug out there GHB (gamma hydroxybutyric acid) is date rape drug. I am willing to make a bet that was Jim's plan tonight. To give you just enough to not care but yet not pass out.

"He and his friends probably used the same drug on you while in college. That's why you didn't care what happened with your sexual outings. You really didn't have control. I may have been in Iraq but I feel it's partly my fault for not being here to protect you."

"Christ, that really begins to make sense of my life. Jim knew I still loved you and I guess it just got to him. I couldn't help my feelings for you, Jerry. I tried to be a good wife but no matter what I did, Jim wanted me to compare him to you. The funny part is you and I never had sex. But you are still the one I love."

"One more question, Jenny. While you have all your senses, do you want to rectify that not having sex? Only with you it won't be sex. I want to make passionate love to you, Jenny!"

Chapter 3

"I don't know, Jerry. I am legally still married to Jim albeit not for long because I'm going to get a divorce. If we make love will you think of me as a conquest or a slut. Will you still love me after we have done it? Will you still want me as your wife? But most of all, Jerry, I'm scared to death."

"I will try to answer your concerns. If you want to wait till your divorce is final I can do that. I've waited for you for six years, I think I can handle a few more months. I want to make love to you because I have always been in love with you and want you for my wife. I don't need conquests and you're about as far from a slut as you can get.

"I loved you before, I love you now and know of no reason why I shouldn't love you after making love with you. As far as you being scared to death, you need to tell me why."

"I don't know how to make love, Jerry. I may be twenty-five but I have never even had an orgasm. I don't think I can even get wet enough to have sex. Jim had me use a KY Jelly so he could enter me. He would pump inside me and then come. I have never felt anything. I'm scared that after we do it you might feel that you won't want me anymore," and she started to cry.

"Jenny, Jenny, Jenny! My cousin and his friends are assholes. I will guarantee we will be great together. You just have to trust me. Are you willing to do that?"

Without waiting for an answer I took her in my arms and kissed her oh so gently. I kissed her whole face: eyes, nose, cheeks and then mouth. I tried to make it as sensual as possible. I even kissed the tears coming from her eyes. I slowly unbuttoned her blouse, kissing down her neck as each button was undone. When her breasts were uncovered except for her bra, I kissed the valley between them.

I put my arms around her and just held her close for a few seconds. I reached behind her and unclasped her bra and then let it fall from her shoulders onto the floor. I quickly took off my shirt and pulled her so her bare breasts were against my bare chest and again held her close. She wasn't talking but I could feel small shivers radiating from her.

Next I unfastened her jeans and lowered the zipper so that her panties showed. I opened my belt and let my trousers drop to the floor. All I had on were by briefs. I turned around and sat on the edge of the bed with Jenny standing in front of me. I leaned forward and kissed her tummy, pressing hard and letting her feel it. I slid one hand down inside her jeans but down the front of her panties. She felt so warm as I glided my hand down her panty-covered bush. I felt a slight dampness on her panties.

I pulled my hand out of her jeans and pulled her jeans off her hips so they fell to the floor. She stepped out of them and climbed upon the bed. I had her lie down and started the kissing all over again, her face, mouth, neck, each breast, and worked my way back to her tummy. I slid my hand down into her panties this time over her mound and onto her sex. She was hot and she was wet. I pulled my hand out of her panties, clasped her hand and took it back down with mine to her sex. When she felt the wetness, a tear came to her eye. She now knew it was never her fault but her husband's for never giving her proper foreplay.

"I love you, Jerry, I love you so much. Please make love to me."

We pulled our hands out of her panties and I slipped them off. I took my briefs off at the same time. I then climbed between her thighs and buried my face into her oh-so-wet vagina. I was licking and sucking her for all I was worth. About the time she received my tongue, she had her first climax ever. She literally screamed out with joy as she held my face tightly against her. The spasms kept coming - three, four, five, I lost count. I kept gnawing and sucking on her sex till the spasms finally stopped. I pulled back and smiled at her.

"How was that for starters, my future wife?' I said as she smiled back at me.

"That was unbelievable, Jerry. I've never felt anything so good in my life."

"Well, hopefully I have more good things for you," as she saw my rigid member.

I got between her wide spread legs with her juices coating her sex. I had my rigid cock in my hand. I looked at her and asked, Condom or bareback?"

"Jerry, this is my ovulating period. As hot as you have made me, I could become pregnant if you go bareback. If you get me pregnant, you will have a child to raise whether you marry me or not. I'm leaving the decision up to you."

I didn't have to think twice as I slid my hot member into her hot sex. She squealed at first contact. Her juices were flowing very freely. She was all over the bed humping back at me. She had another orgasm. I held her legs high almost to her chest and spread them. She helped hold them up for me as I pushed my cock as deep into her pussy as I could get. When we were pelvis against pelvis I let loose with the biggest load that I could remember in recent times, the cum shooting out of my cock and into her unprotected pussy. I considered it a load of love hoping it would bring us a child. She dropped her legs as I laid across her, still embedded deeply within her.

I rolled off of her and covered her with a sheet as she went to sleep. I got out of bed and got dressed. I still had business to attend to. I turned off the lights and headed back to the motel. I knocked lightly on Bev's door. She opened it, smiled and asked me to come in. She said she was alone.

I asked her how it went. She told me Jim was a real prick to begin with. She said he was calling me and Jenny every name in the book. Then he began to calm down and she brought him up to her room.

"Jerry, you have quite a tape to watch. I invited Pam and Audrey up to join Jim and I. We gave him a workout. You were right, he did take a drug and it made him kind of limp for awhile but we eventually managed to have our fun with him. The real information in on the audio tape. You might be surprised when you hear it unless you already know about her getting drugged."

"I think I know a lot about what went on but Jenny can use it to get her divorce. What were Pam and Audrey here for? Is there something I should know here?"

"It's about time I told you about my business but you have to promise to give me a copy of this video. I expect to make a lot of money off of it."

"Okay, you get a copy. Now tell me what this is all about."

"Your cousin Jim was really a lucky guy tonight whether he remembers it or not. Pam and Audrey are thousand-dollar-a-night hookers. They come to the swap meets just to get away and do what they want to do. They say it's fun to be in charge. But your cousin had three women tonight. He got sucked, fucked, and ate three strange pussies. He even got a dildo up his ass. He has bite marks and a few candle wax burns. I think Pam shaved his pelvic area too. He got all he could handle and then some. It's all on tape."

"Illusions is my store. It's an adult book and video store. I do a hell of a business and this type of homemade video goes for big bucks. Pam and Audrey are independent hookers but kind of work out of my store. That's why I'm so popular. I don't hook myself but I do get a royalty on the girls that work out of my store. We get them all. Judges, cops, politicians. You name it, they come into my store. Anyway what happened between you and your old girlfriend?"

"Because of you and these tapes, she will be getting a divorce and we are going to get married. I will always remember you as a good friend. I'm not sure where we'll be living yet but as long as she is with me I don't really care."

I took my video and audio equipment with me. Bev said she would get copies of the tapes and I could stop by Illusions first thing in the morning and pick up a couple copies of each. She mentioned that while they were having sex with Jim that they had him sign a waver saying they could use his picture in the video. That sounded good to me and I headed back home.

I went back into the apartment and found Jenny still sound asleep. She was still totally naked so I slipped in behind her and rubbed my hardening cock against her pussy from behind. She woke up and turned over to look at me. I asked her if she was game and she turned back over on her side and pushed her ass at me. I kept rubbing my cock against her pussy till it just opened up and let me in. This time we took our time, getting the feel of our movements together. Eventually we both came again and we fell asleep with my cock embedded in her sex.

The next morning we got up fairly early. Jenny told me that was absolutely the best night of her life. I responded that it was the best for me also. To have sex with someone you love is the best feeling ever. I told Jenny about the tapes that were made of Jim the night before. I didn't tell her about the distribution though. I knew she would never agree to that. She was too nice of a person, unlike Jim. I said that I was giving a copy to Jim so she wouldn't have any problems with the divorce. I told her about the audio tape and we would listen to it together later that morning.

We went out and had a nice breakfast. It felt so nice, the two of us in public together. This is the way I had always dreamed of it being. We stopped by Illusions to pick up the tape. Jenny said she felt uncomfortable being there and Beverly told her that's good, that this type of place was not for her. Jenny actually hugged Bev and thanked her, saying that anyone who was a friend of mine was a friend of hers.

As we drove back to the motel to face Jim, we listened to some of the audio tape. Jim was bragging about how he had drugged Jenny into having sex with him and then his friends. He married her not because she was pregnant but to get even with me. He knew I cared for Jenny and he was more or less using her. Jenny broke out in tears. She finally knew the truth, that she had been drugged and tricked into marrying Jim.

We knocked on his door and when he opened it I grabbed him by the throat and held him up against the wall. I had him standing on his tiptoes. "Tell me why I shouldn't squeeze the life out of you right now, you son of a bitch."

Jenny was yelling at me not to kill him because she didn't want to lose me again. I let him drop to the floor. He was trying to catch his breath. I threw both tapes at his feet and told him that Jenny was applying for a divorce first thing Monday and, if he caused her any problems or tried to fight it, the tapes would be made public. Then I would come back and kill him. I told him to spend one more night at the motel because I was driving Jenny home to gather up whatever she wanted and to quit her job. We would be in contact with him through our lawyer.

That all happened about six months ago. At that time we went and gathered the few things that Jenny wanted. I drove by my parents and when they saw Jenny with me, they just smiled. I told them about the pending divorce and that, as soon as it was final, Jenny would become my wife.

They said they were happy for us. They always felt we should be together. They told us they didn't like the way Jim treated Jenny. She deserved so much better and that I better treat her right.

I told my parents that we were heading west. We were going to live in Arizona in a small town not far from Jenny's parents. We wanted a fresh start.

As soon as the divorce was final we drove over to Las Vegas and had our wedding. We were married by Elvis. Or at least an Elvis impersonator. I had no trouble finding a job. Every state needs surveillance people. Jenny was going to go to work but we will be having our first child in three months. She'd been to the doctor and had a complete checkup. The doc said everything was a go. She was in great health and so was the child in her body.

I asked him what might have caused the first miscarriage and he said more then likely it was the drug she had been given. That meant Jim gave her drugs to get her pregnant and then continued to give them to her for sex. It caused the baby's death. That was also the reason she never felt anything during sex with him.

As I said at the beginning, life goes on but it is a whole lot better when it goes on with someone you love.

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