Beth had only agreed on a "trial" basis; that is, one night to start, and if she simply didn't dig it, that would be that. When Matt had transmitted this requirement to Julia, she'd laughed, and said, "Don't worry, if I know James, he'll change her mind. He can be quite persuasive, and I've got him plenty interested in seeing what Beth can do to give him variety."
Matt thought: yeah, if he's half as persuasive as you, baby, he just might be able to swing it. James was swinging it, all right.
Swinging away, but safely inside his athletic supporter. He didn't want to scare Beth off.
But, he could feel himself growing, widening like a shovel ready to dig into some dirt. They were in Matt's apartment-Matt having taken off earlier, for a rendezvous with Julia; but, not in the Edwards home, for that would be pushing it a bit too much-but James had parked his car several blocks away and disguised himself, covering his face, so that nobody would ever recognize him. He took no chances.
In fact, he was feeling, in some ways, almost as guilty as Beth was feeling. It was sort of a new experience for him, too. He hadn't been one for playing around before. Oh, sure, he talked a lot about it, and liked looking at all the young women around his office; but, as for doing anything about it, no thanks. Until now.
He watched Beth sitting on the sofa, her legs crossed, her miniskirt so short he could almost see right up her thighs and into her crotch. He liked the way her hair hung so loosely over her shoulders and down her back, the way it swung so freely every time she turned her head. He had to admit, she was one sexy young nymph.
When Matt started seeing his long time family, and older, friend on the side, he didn't imagine that he'd be proposing to Julia that her husband should partake in a spot of extra-marital escapades with him girlfriend Beth. Yet, variety was just what he was looking for, the spice to keep his, and for Julia to keep her relationships going. But how much convincing will it take for Beth to sleep with a much older man. And can forty something James satisfy the lusts of nymphet lover?
It is not long before each couple come to a "once-a-week" arrangement, no questions asked, and just fully-fueled rutting of the most libidinous kind. Aboard private jets, secluded lanes, and in each-others beds, Matt, Beth, Julia, and James will swap unabashedly and without any moral restraint. But when jealousy rears its head and a very naught competition is proposed, winner takes all, who will rise to the occasion?
A cautionary tale to pique the interests of those that ever considered swapping, but written in a deliciously graphic prose that describes every intimate dalliance and detail, featuring lesbian gamahuching and full same-room swinging, slow seductions and rampant ruttings, Once A Week Swappers will keep you up for days.
