50 Shades of Beige - A Searing Sex Expose of the Over Fifties - Chapter Four

_{A Searing Expose of the Secret Sex Lives of the Over Fifties,}

_{in Swinging Suburbia.}

_{Part Four: Dumb & Dumber}

_{Crossing the hallway George gathered his thoughts and misgivings about ever agreeing to participate in this evening of mixed doubles. Through the frosted glass pane, in the upper part of the front door, he could discern a couple of figures – apparently that of Little and Large - were waiting on the porch way, outside. As he opened the door he came face-to-face - more or less – with Gary & Lucy, a lovely couple.... and Gary, wasn't too bad either. 
“ Evening there...” George wasn't quite sure, what the correct greeting etiquette was under these circumstances, “ ..glad you could both come !“ He glanced down and saw that Lucy, was in possession of a bottle of wine, “ Is that for us ? You really shouldn't have done, Lucy. We already have more than enough drink to keep us going 'til Christmas...of NEXT YEAR !”}

_{Gary reached out and shook George's hand, and leaning in towards him, he said -in a slightly conspiratorial tone - “ Hey, mate, don't forget the rules now. No names, only house numbers, it helps to keeps things simpler and a little less ...personal, makes everything... well, semi-detached, if you like. Which is kind of funny really, what with us being of semi-detached properties too. So, from now on just think of us as Mr and Mrs Number 43. Or – as it's you – just call us “ the 43's”, heh, heh, heh !” Gary amused himself – as usual. He was right, of course - thought George - this was one of the terms and conditions of the “ contract” that everyone in the group had to sign up to, before being accepted by the “ party.” The rest of the rules covered a range of guidelines, to protect and respect it's members, mainly from themselves. Referring to people as just their House Numbers, seemed one of the more reasonable ideas, after all sexual intimacy with a complete stranger is one thing, but quite a different affair when it concerns someone who you engage in social intercourse with on a regular basis. - at least to George's way of thinking, anyway. Plus, he found it of help as he didn't know half their names in the first place.}

_{Some of the other clauses included: Respecting the host's wishes wherever physically possible, no rummaging through the host's drawers – unless access granted - keep with-in the designated areas only, no photographic equipment, no shouting, no spitting, no cussing, and most important of all ... NO SMOKING ! Unless for any recuperative purposes on a pre-existing medical condition.}

"Anyway, I hope you don't mind we're a bit early, only nobody wants to get to these affairs too late, and just end up with the left-overs !” Gary explained his over-enthusiasm, to which George nodded, as if he personally understood their dilemma. Lucy, stood loyally by her man – as she always did – her body closely tight to his, both hands holding onto his arm, which was harder than it looked considering she towered above Gary's, more diminutive stature. Her vertigo inducing stiletto's didn't help the obvious height differential, but Lucy always – strangely - looked up to her man, she maintained his “big character,” made up for all his other shortcomings.

_{They had met just a few years earlier whilst attending the same adult evening swimming classes. She was drawn to his maturity, confidence, experience, and sense of humour – which consisted mainly of laughing at his own, semi-suggestive innuendo's. Whilst he was attracted to her capacity to fill out a 36” DD,}

_{bathing suit and to the fact, that she was nearly 20 years younger than himself. In an odd kind of way they seemed to compliment each other - Gary, was an out-going, keep-fit fanatic, renowned mouth-organ enthusiast, and self-confessed sex addict, whereas, Lucy, was a shy, sub-serviant, self-conscious sex object. Their shared pastimes, included re-building Gary's vintage car, spending the weekend's with Gary's children -from a former marriage - semi-amateur jive dancing, and naturism, which Lucy's parents always felt uncomfortable with whenever they were sitting in their house for dinner.}

_{Gary, had always got on well with Lucy's parents, right from the start, after all they did have a lot in common – what with being almost of the same age and all. On his first meeting with the prospective “ in-laws,” Gary, was so nervous, that he over-compensated his usual friendly manner and tried just a little too hard to impress them. The high-light of the evening being, was when Gary demonstrated how he and Lucy, could ' cut a rug ' with some of their more ambitious dance moves. On one such daring feat, Gary had swung Lucy, between his legs and then over his shoulder and then up into the air, for release. For a moment there, it was touch and go whether she was able to disentangle herself from the small ornamental coloured glass chandelier by herself, but time and gravity took that task away from her, as she came crashing down to earth. She let out a small yelp as she landed on the soft deep white carpet, covered by a amber shower of broken glass. Fortunately, there were no broken bones - just light fittings - and everybody had agreed it for the best, not to refer to 'the incident' again.} 

_{"Well, don't just stand there, come in, after all we don't want to give the neighbours a show, do we ?” laughed George nervously – truth be known, he was fearful that this would really be the case. “ Don't have to worry about that George, if I'm right half the neighbours are here anyway !,” tittered Gary, nudging George in the ribs with his elbow. Lucy stepped inside teasingly opening her long black overcoat,   revealing a long pair of black leather boots, a shameful bodysuit and a cheeky smile. George looked her up and down and then just to be sure, he looked her down and up, "yes," he thought to himself, this can mean just one thing... trouble was coming to town.  
“ So, where do want me then, George ?” Lucy finally spoke.}

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