Tracy has one more confession to make

SHANE

Then she pulled my face away and whispered, "I have a confession to make."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. All these cross-ups between the four of us-all this swinging or swapping or whatever you want to call it-it was my idea."

"Don't be silly, we all wanted it."

"We all wanted it, but I'm the one who-Mmm!-made it happen!"

She gave a jolt as my hand cupped the outside of her warm, wet panties.

"Last year, I-Ooh yes!-got so obsessed with the idea of fucking you that I-Unh!-I hatched this whole plan to get Connor together with Ria. I figured if the two of them had sex, then you and I could-Oh yes!"

I stroked a single finger across the outline of her pussy lips.

Tracy continued, "I got the idea when Ria was out shopping for her bridal lingerie. I took one glance at how fucking hot she looked, and I knew that Connor wouldn't be able to control himself if he saw her like that."

"So you-?"

"I filled Ria's head with a bunch nonsense about her needing to get a 'man's perspective.' Which meant putting on a show for Connor. I wanted to get them both so hot for each other that they crossed a line. Did something so naughty, they couldn't ignore what had happened. Then you and I would have an excuse to do the same. I even told Connor to start touching her..."

My heart was pounding. I pulled aside Tracy's drenched panties and wiggled a finger inside her boiling hot cunt.

"You told Connor to touch my wife?" I asked.

"Yes! Oh yes! I knew it was wrong, but I just couldn't help myself. I had to do something. We were all so fucking horny for each other, I knew it would only take a tiny push to get the ball rolling. And it almost worked! A week later, Ria asked me to strip for you."

I shook my head in amusement, "You did all that, just so you'd have an excuse to fool around with me?"

She nodded, clearly nervous to see how I'd respond...