<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sara<br/><strong>Location:</strong>SUV headed to the Simon's home<br/><strong>With Whom:</strong>Conor<br/><hr/><br/>Sara licked her lips before swallowing, then slowly moved her way up to nuzzle her husband affectionately.  Gentle, lush lips gently pressed into Conor's cheek before she nipped at his ear and whispered,<strong>"You owe me one."</strong><br/><br/>The twenty-four year old brunette then moved back to the passenger seat, took a drink of Pepsi from the Big Gulp, straightened the spaghetti strap of her sundress, and buckled her seat belt.  The visor's mirror was out and she was checking herself for any of her husband's residual.  Even if it was a Swinger's party, she didn't want to enter wearing spunk.  First impressions and all that.<br/><br/>Reassured that she was clean, she reapplied her lipstick, a glossy pink, and closed the visor.  A sultry smile was on her lips as she eyed her husband.  His pants still unzipped.  She had at least tucked his member back in when she finished with it.  The back of her head rested comfortably against the window.  Just because they'd decided not to pull over for a quickie didn't mean she couldn't quietly try to coerce him to change his mind.<br/><br/>The red floral sundress she was wearing was casual but nice, and had the added benefit of being easy to slip on and off.  Likewise, the black strapless bra underneath was easy to pull away yet provided the support needed and did little to hinder her generous cleavage.  The hem stopped two inches above her knee and the black thong underneath held the same qualities as the rest of her clothes.  In the floorboard, beside her currently bare feet, were her red heels.<br/><br/>Sara was excited.  She always became excited for these weekends.  It was on one such weekend that she'd met Conor.  Neither of them, at the time, had expected their relationship would've gone so far or lasted as long as it did.  Maybe that's what excited Sara the most.  The unexpected adventure.  Course, the sex helped a lot too.  She was a sexual creature and would claim that she'd always been one.  Conor was rare in the fact that he understood that and accepted her for who she was.  She adored a number of qualities her husband possessed, but that understanding was at the top of the list.  Seconded by how much he turned her on.<br/><br/>Her sultry smile slowly dissolved and she began chewing on her lower lip.  Her gaze drifted to his hands and she momentarily wished she could trade places with the steering wheel.  Conversation always helped get her mind off of sex, unless it was conversation about sex.<br/><br/><strong>"So, the hosts haven't ever done this before?  Kind of crazy to host the thing if you don't know you'll like it.  Can always leave if things aren't to your liking.  Gotta kick people out if you're hosting.  Wonder if they know what they're in for?"</strong>She mused out loud.<br/><br/>She and Conor had been swinging the entirety of their marriage, granted was only a few years, but she'd been doing it before she'd ever met Conor.  The fact that they'd never hosted a party of their own only added weight to what she'd said.  The Simons had to be sure of what they were doing.  That or very desperate.  Either way, it made things interesting.  That knowledge and seeing the other pictures submitted on the swinger's forum made Sara almost glad that Conor hadn't pulled over yet.  Their quickies weren't always that quick sometimes.