*Names and minor details have been changed for anonymity*
So this is technically Part IV of “Truth or Dare Ball” if you’ve enjoyed that. But it’s been a long time since I wrote [Part III](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cis7xp/truth_or_dare_ball_part_iii_full_swap_group/) (which is relevant to this story, I’ll explain in a second). If you want to catch up on the entire story it [begins here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Hotwife/comments/9jj99v/swapping_at_a_halloween_party_an_intro_to_truth/), but I’ll do a quick recap if you don’t feel like it.
Hi, I’m Brian. 33 years old, 6′ even, broad-shouldered, barrel-chested, full beard and chest hair. I’m a martial artist, so I can turn heads when I’m training hard. Right now I’m stuck in the house all the time so I’ve got a serious dad-bod going on, but I’m working on it I promise. My wife Michelle and I have been together for 8 years. She’s 29, she’s 5’4”, she’s fit and hourglass curvy. Pale skin with long red hair down her back. She’s a pole fitness instructor, so she’s strong, lithe, and confident. My best friend Mark is the lead singer and guitarist of an unknown but really good band. I say this as a straight guy: I’ve been called handsome, but Mark is fucking hot. My *mom* has a crush on Mark. He’s 5’11 with a swimmer’s body. Punk rock style: a nose ring, tattoos, leather bracelets, a mop of red-brown hair and stubble. His wife Winn is 5’3 and thin. Bright blue eyes with thick, shoulder-length, curly blonde hair. Winn is cute. We’ve all fucked a couple times.