MIn the early 2000s, we were occasional regulars at a swing club in western Pennsylvania. We didn’t go every weekend, but we did show up at least every other month, and while there were a few people that knew us, there. Sally admitted that she is a bit of an exhibitionist and on holidays would always go topless and smile at men giving her admiring glances, I didn't mind and got quite turned on by it. Often when it was dark, Sally would undress in the bedroom with the curtains open and lights on, our house was not overlooked much but anyone walking past would have seen her.As I said at the beginning we were struggling financially, so I suggested to her if there was any way we could use her exhibitionism to make. We can talk more later,’ John stated. ‘Okay,’ Em allowed but a little worried. Em saw the suitcases, one on each of the bunk beds. It didn’t look like they had been opened, which was a relief to both of them. Em scanned the room quickly, checking out the closet, dresser, and the attached bathroom. ‘Oh, god, John, look at this. We can take showers,’ Em nearly screamed with joy. ‘That’ll be different, huh?’ John acknowledged with a grin. ‘Hot water too,’ Em effused as she looked into the shower..Read More
