Her husband went to bed, and my wife was just drunk. She started flirting with me pretty hard. Hailey and I went to the living room and had a long conversation. Suddenly the party vanished around 930 as some ukulele player was at a bar nearby. I spent the evening drinking bad beer and cheap champagne, talking with a bunch of 20-something hipsters who couldn't believe I was in my late 30s, had a job, and was actually cool. I, however, looked great in my suit, and she looked great in her tight, strapless formal with a slit all the way up the back. Everyone was supposed to dress up, but most of her hipster friends didn't. She always themes her parties, so this one was Night at the Opera, or something. She wants to have 'the perfect little family'.
She and her husband know about our lifestyle, but are strictly monogamous. She's constantly perky and always talking. Her name is Hailey, she's about 5'2, cute body, B-cup tits. He owns a bicycle shop in a college town, she's a stay at home mom. Last year a couple invited us to a Christmas party.
We're pretty social, and have friends all ages. I'm married, and my wife and I have an open and polyamorous relationship. I'm 39, married, average looking guy, little chunky with a thick but average cock. I'm just sick of reading the obviously fake shit on here. Ok, this is true, but I really don't care if you believe it or not.
