My husband Gary and I, married 34 years, just decided to start swinging last summer. We joined a lifestyle club and had been going weekly for about a month, with no action. He connected with a woman on their social media site and he wanted to go meet her there that night. I almost said go ahead and go alone, as I wasn't feeling like another night of disappointment. But then I agreed to go and planned on just trying to meet some new people. So we met this woman, who said she had a Greta Garbo-type deep voice. No, it was more like Sam Elliott. There were other things about her that just didn't appeal to Gary, who told her she wasn't attractive to him when she pressed him for an opinion. She left in a disgruntled huff. Gary and I agreed that we would both use the restroom and then go home. I was done first and sat waiting at the table when a gorgeous younger guy, I'll call him Gunter, introduced himself to me and said he saw the naked pic of me I had posted on the club's site earlier that day. We hit it off and when Gary saw this, he gave us our space and left us alone to talk. Then Gunter asked if he could sit next to me. Uhhh yes!! Then he asked if he could kiss me...oh wow!! The softest, most passionate kisses I had ever had!! This guy was amazing! Gary finally came over and introduced himself and we all agreed to go back to one of the play rooms. I had asked Gary to take something out to the car first. When the bartender saw him walk out of the building, he assumed Gary was leaving in a jealous rage and went out after him! They talked and Gary told him no, he was fine with it. We had an amazing time with Gunter fucking me in all sorts of positions and finally cumming all over my stomach. Seven months later, I still meet up with Gunter from time to time. We even met his wife who, while not a swinger herself, is happy to let him go off and do his thing as long as he always wears protection, which he does.