So, the other week I went out for drinks with the swingers who I know from that one sex documentary series from years ago to go catch up, since we hadn't hung out in almost over a year.
The husband had lost his job, forcing his wife to go back to consulting for a while while he's looking into working for a valet service, and they're in a new neighborhood way on the north of the city, but all is well.
We talked about bestiality some - the wife has an unfulfilled dog fantasy that she's spoken about to me several times; "I've told you about that, haven't I?", she was like, knowing full well that she had - and they also mentioned how their old roommate back when they had their house was this locally famous kinkster who once did an infamous live sex demonstration at a pretty famous university.
They said it used to be nice, b/c he'd have a submissive come in and clean the house for them.
"You know," I was like, "I've actually thought about doing that."
"It's a lot of work," the wife was like. "He always had to watch everything she did and clap, like two claps for 'Clean,' three claps for 'Go suck his cock.'"
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