Lucky 13  

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1/14/2006 10:10 am

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Lucky 13

I'm not a superstitious person, so I wasn't suprised at the luck I had Friday the 13th of January... at least not until I met the cop.

But let me backtrack a bit here. I got to work and was reminded that there was a baby shower for a co-worker and I'd forgotten to get a gift. I had to run out at lunch and get my car tags, so probably wouldn't have time to shop for the shower. But when I got to my car at lunch, I couldn't find my proof of insurance, so shopped for the baby shower instead. I called the insurance office and had them fax my proof papers to work.

When I got back from lunch, the boss decided to call it a day and went home early. (She's been a little under the weather). So I had the option to leave early enough to get to the tax office before they closed at 4:30.

I arrived at the tax office at 4-05, only to see that I couldn't use my Visa debit card -- cash and checks only. So I pulled my number, 30, and saw they were on 14, so dashed out the door to find an ATM. I was $4 short on the cost of my tags. There was a bank across a major thoroughfare, so I hopped in my car and headed that way. The ATM was in the left/commercial lane, and the woman ahead of me had issues and took forever. I finally got to the ATM, got the cash I needed and headed back to the tax office. I walked back in the door at 4:28, and they were calling number 28. What luck, eh?

SO... on with the rest of my evening.

I headed to a house party (did I mention I'm a swinger?) and met some new friends. My husband was out of town for the evening, and I hadn't been to a house party without him before, so I was a little bit nervous. Not a lot... we pretty much part ways at the door, and enjoy the times we walk around and find each other playing and can watch. So I wasn't TOO nervous... just a little. I like to have a few drinks to loosen up at these parties, and was mostly concerned about driving home. Hubby always stays sober and drives me home from these things.

During the hors d'oeuvres time I talked with most of the people there -- most of which I'd never met. I knew the hostess well, and had gone to parties with her many times, but she had a whole different set of friends she invited to her house parties. The guys were all very friendly, and several of them quite attractive.

I got my wine, and sat on the far end of the living room, as I am a bit of a people watcher, and had a good view from that spot.

One gentleman, (Dave) came over and asked why I was seated so far from everyone. We struck up a conversation, and people began filling in around us as the group got their drinks and plates and sat down for introductions.

Dave had brought a male friend with him, (Tony) and it was Tony's first party as well. I chatted with both of them as they sat on either side of me, and then when we felt comfortable with each other, they both took me by my hands and we went back to one of the bedrooms.

We had a lovely time -- 3ways with two men are my favorite position. We had played for a good while, and people were cruising through the room on a regular basis. Another gentleman, (Aaron) stood watching for a while, and then I invited him to join us. It had been ages since I'd had 3 on 1, and it was really great fun.

Each of them, in turn, Dave, Tony and Aaron, took turns behind me while I sucked the other guys, and when we were done, we gave up the bed to others. Dave came inside me, but Tony and Aaron deferred. They're both a bit older and decided they wanted to play with more of the women before allowing themselves to cum. Aaron and I decided we'd get together later in the evening and finish.

I got cleaned up, and went to see what was going on in other rooms. Yolanda was giving a demonstration in the living room -- she'd recently acquired the skill of "squirting" and was eager to let everyone watch her do it with her cute new man.

Greg, a well known and dear friend invited me to join him when another room came open, so I enjoyed my 4th gentleman of the evening.

It was getting late, and I didn't want to leave my children home without a parent too far into the night. Aaron was busy with another lady, so I lightly told him we'd do it another time as I waved goodbye.

When I left, I was feeling quite sober, but when I got out onto a major highway, and a cop turned on his rollers after we pulled away from a traffic light, I was concerned about the possibility of a DUI.

The officer came up and said he'd "run my plates" and found that my registration had expired on November 30th. I smiled and said I was a procrastinator, but had actually gotten them renewed that day. He saw and approved my sticker and sent me on my way.

Friday the 13th was indeed my lucky day.

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