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General note: times are rounded, but very close to accurate (after all, they are all recorded on the phone!). Don't know if this falls under "good" or "bad", so we'll just put it in "general" swinging experiences. The wife (F) has had a dream of having a DP for several years now (we've been in the lifestyle 3 or so years, although swing very infrequently. DP was brought up at least a year ago). Some swinger friends had suggested that for these kinds of activities, it might be easier to work out something with a single, so F asked if we could go that route. I agreed to give it a try. Since time plays a relatively important part in all this, I think it makes the most sense to do this as a time-line: 3:30pm last Friday: I (the husband) locate a single male by posting an ad on a swingers site for someone to meet for dinner & drinks at 7:30pm. One responded that had four validations, so I called F and told her we had dinner plans and that someone was going to meet us. She sounded excited. 4:00pm: I email the guy the details of where we'd be, and thanked him for having such a polite and well written email and profile. 5:00pm: I call the phone number he had provided in his email and left a voice mail message to meet us in the bar area of Bone Daddy's just in case he wasn't going to be able to access his email. 6:30pm: I get home from work to find F sitting in front of her computer reading hot stories on Swing Lifestyle getting 'warmed up' as she calls it. She said she'd logged on and figured out who I had arranged with (so that part was no longer a surprise/secret). 7:15pm: after I check the email account one last time, we drop the kid off at the evening-night-out and then head to Bone Daddy's here in Dallas. On the drive there, she pulls down her top and shows me that she is wearing a shelf bra. After tucking them back away, she whips out her travel vibrator from her tiny hand bag and continues playing with herself. She is wetter than I can recall ever seeing her. 7:20pm: I don't know it until much later, but he sends us an email apologizing that he is stuck at work (owns his own business) and is going to be late... 9pm or so. 7:30pm: We arrive at Bone Daddy's. Place is packed with people watching the Cowboy's play. We take a table very close to the bar after looking around for a while and not seeing him. We order drinks and wait with anticipation. 8:00pm: Wife asks me to go check up front in case he misunderstood. As I'm standing up, I get a text message that he just heard the voice mail and is sorry, but still at work, and expressing hopes that we can stay out late enough for him to catch up with us. 8:15pm: We say that we understand about work and ask for an ETA. 8:30pm: He says it likely wouldn't be until 9:30 or 10 and asks if we should just reschedule our first meeting. We decide that since we are already out, we'd prefer to stick around, so we respond that we can stay out until 10:30. 8:45 pm: We move to the bar and pass the time by (1) scoping out women, men, and couples around the place, (2) drinking, (3) me playing with F's pussy, which is still so wet I begin to wonder about drippage! 10:00pm: F hits on the cutest guy in the place. He responds that he is a "taken man." She seems to take it in good stride, although it ends up having repercussions later... 10:15pm: We send another text asking if he is going to make it. 10:20pm: F thinks she overhears an unkind word from one of the friends of the cute guy while I was away (they were sitting one table away from the bar). She loses her mojo over this. 10:30pm: He sends a text back saying he is FINALLY finishing up and is very,very sorry for missing us, and restating that he "truly was working late..." 10:30pm: Pick up daughter can take her home. Even ignoring the side-story involving the cute guy and his friends which turned out very badly, we were disappointed, but we are professionals in the work world, and know that sometimes things come up - so we tried to be understanding. She rebounded pretty soundly the next morning (Saturday) and sent an open ended email saying that we were disappointed and that our time was hard to come by since we had a daughter. He responded a while later, again with great style and appropriate guilt: After the side-event with the cute guy, I figure I shouldn't wait long to try again, and this guy seems sincere and willing, so.... I ask about dinner and drinks for Saturday evening. Again, he responds: So... I send a reply email agreeing to 7pm, and I follow that up with a text message. I also found a couple that was interested in meeting for the first time, so email them that we'll be available after 9pm. 2:00pm: I arrange a baby sitter (and with that arrangement comes less time restrictions than the evening-out event) 2:30pm: called F to let her know we are going out again. She's excited (thankfully) 3:00pm: Single guy calls me and confirms that he will be there and thanks us for the second chance. 4:00pm: she gets home and starts getting cleaned up. 6:10pm: Get a text message from him that his restaurant has a long line and asking if was ok to move it to 8pm. "If not, I will leave here early...". Being the understanding kind, we agree. 7:30pm: we show up at Twin Peaks and admire the really short shorts. Again pass the time with my hand in F's lap. :-) 8:00pm: passes uneventfully. Still no guy. 8:10pm: The couple texts and says they are too exhausted for a late night and hope to meet us some other day 8:15pm: get a text from the single guy... "almost there" 8:25pm: he walks in the door. Wife faints. Just kidding. We have a good conversation at the bar. 9:00pm: wife points out that is it 9pm, and single guy says he has until around 9:30pm. Orders a round of drinks. Great conversation continues. 9:30pm: Decides he had better leave and pays our bar tab (not much; only a couple drinks). F says that we want to go to either the 13th floor or David A's for some dancing and will call him to let him know which one so that he can catch up with us. He says he loves dancing, acts quite excited at going some place new, and says he'll meet up with us. 10pm: stop by my office to use the Internet to look up the phone number for the 13th floor, but realize I forgot my key. Stop by the house and while Carina is "getting her dancing shoes", I hit the computer and get the address and phone number for the 13th floor. Also send a text message from a computer account with a meeting point so that he can follow us to the 13th floor. 10:20pm: We call the 13th floor and are jolted into remembering that new people must be there by 9:30pm. Arg! 10:40pm: We arrive at the meeting point at 10:40pm, not far from 13th floor, but realizing that we can't take him there. So we decide we'll wait for him and then he can follow us to to David A's. 11:00pm: Single guy still not there. Try to call... get a weird busy. Call back and get voice mail after some number of rings. 11:15pm: decide to go on to David A's and let him catch up. Describe directions to David A's to the (again) voicemail 11:30pm: Get to David A's. While the dance area is not closed, there is an African celebration night in progress, complete with wild hats. We don't have wild hats, so we decide to not go in. 11:40pm: Back at the meet-up point and leave last voicemail to that effect, as well as a text message. Midnight Saturday: Drive back home. Tell babysitter that the place we'd gone to go dancing had been closed. The only positive thing to come out of this evening was that somehow F did not lose her mojo... we spent much of our time parking with me up her skirt and/or playing with her nipples. She said she was so turned on, she almost couldn't see straight. We had a great "party" ourselves when we got home, and again the next (Sunday) night. Anyone else had other problems connecting up with people that seem to show very obvious interest? H.