heh... turned thirty. Not that old I suppose, but I was starting to feel it before the party...

Managed to afford the topless waitresses. So worth it. The girls were nice, quite hot, but really they just set the mood.

Late in the evening, after the girls had gone, I went looking for the missus, who had been absent a while. Found her in the spare room, going down on another pretty young lady. Fair enough, I thought, leave them to it. Went out and had another smoke and chatted to people. Then I thought, what the hell? I'll try my luck. The other girls boyfriend was at the party, so I expected to get turned down. When the other girls asked to see "what we have to work with", I figured I was in. Sadly, after we all got naked, her boyfriend came in, and that kinda brought things to a halt. So the missus and I went back to our room where another couple were getting into it and enganged in some partner-swapping fun.

That was a bit of a shock to the system, and even though I wasn't really that into it with the girl, I found I didn't mind. And I used to be the crazy jelous type.

So, a good night, the first girl has since gotten in touch with the missus and is interested in coming around for some fun. Who says you have to slow down once you reach thirty?

Had to post this; not so much to big note myself; hell, I don't think anyone reads this stuff. But I had to tell someone, and don't want to piss off the missus by telling people we know, so I'm telling the internet, or at least a small corner of it.

Life is good.