For me, my most memorable swing event went like this.
My wife and I were fairly active in the swing community, and we were contacted by another couple. We went back and forth for a couple of months, they seemed reluctant to meet, I didn’t push - after all, if they’re not ready, they’re just not ready, right?
So, finally, they agreed to meet for drinks at a bar. We go over, have a great time, we invite them to our home, they accept. We sit around for over an hour, nothing is happening. I’m trying to make some moves on this sexy lady, but for one reason or another, it’s just not going anywhere. They’re getting ready to leave, the lady gives me a nice and very suggestive kiss as they’re at the door on the way out. I whisper into her ear, “Would you like to come upstairs with me?”
To my surprise, she agrees and announces to her husband what she’s going to do. We head up to the master bedroom, go slow for a little while waiting for our spouses, and then when they don’t appear, we make wonderful love for over an hour. (The spouses were doing the same thing downstairs.)
We became great friends with this couple, meeting with them often and traveling with them.
Fifteen years later, our spouses are out of the picture. (One death, one divorce - not from swinging.) And that wonderful lady is now my girlfriend.