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That Old Time Swinging - Part II


Tahoecple

This story is a continuation of “That Old Time Swinging”

 

When Diann finished her juice, she handed me her glass and asked me to place it on the end table for her. When Linda came back into the room, Diann was every so lightly tracing the tips of her fingers over the length of my semi-hard cock.

 

As she continued to stroke her fingers over my cock, she looked up at me and asked, "Do you want to hear something very sad?" "What?" I replied. "Everybody in this room has had an orgasm except for me," she pouted.

 

"You’re right," I replied, "that’s the saddest thing I think I’ve ever heard; let’s see what we can do to rectify that situation." I knelt down in front of her, placed her legs over my shoulders, and brought my mouth to her pussy.

 

Her pussy was agape, her clit was exposed, and I ever so lightly ran my tongue over her clit. As I did, I heard her draw in a sharp breath.

 

I gave her the best oral attention I was capable of for several minutes. She finally reached down, pulled my head from her pussy, and said "I want your cock inside me".

 

As I started to rise up onto my knees, I heard Linda moan from the other side of the room. I looked over to see that Dave had her in the same position that I had just had Diann in and he was performing oral sex on her.

 

The thought that went through my mind at that moment was that he had just fucked her less than a half an hour ago, her pussy has to be full of his cum and he’s eating her, and she is really enjoying it. That was something that I had never done with her.

 

With Diann’s legs over my shoulders before had risen up on my knees, her legs were now pointing straight up and held in place by my chest. I pulled her forward until her pussy was just at the edge of the cushion in a position that gave me perfect access to slide my cock into her.

 

As I positioned my cock at the entrance to her pussy, I hesitated for a moment and looked at her. Diann was looking at me through hooded eyes, her lips parted slightly, and her mouth was almost in a snarl.

 

With my hands wrapped around her legs and holding her by the front of her thighs, I thrust my hips forward and drove my eight-inch cock all the way inside her in a single stroke.

 

As I slammed my cock inside her, Diann’s mouth flew wide open and she let out a long low moan as I held my cock all the way inside her without moving.

 

I started a series of repetitions where I would ever so slowly withdraw my cock from her pussy, then when just the head was inside her I would hesitate for a moment before slamming my cock back inside her as deep as I could.

 

I alternated that style by picking up the speed and force I was using. I massaged her clit with my thumb. I would tweak and tug lightly on her nipples. I looked for changes in her facial expression to give me a clue on what had the most favorable effect for her.

 

After some time, Diann’s hair was getting wet from perspiration; I asked her in a whisper what her favorite position was. In an almost moan she said "from behind". I withdrew my cock from her and pulled her to her feet.

 

We walked around behind the love seat; I draped her over the back of the love seat, moved behind her, and slid my cock inside her pussy again.

 

We were finished with the finesse style of our sexual play at that point; it was now time for that wild jackhammer, monkey sex. I was holding Diann by the hips and slamming my cock in and out of her pussy; I was fucking her hard and deep.

 

As I fucked Diann, I looked up and saw that Dave now had Linda on her hands and knees on the couch. He was behind her fucking her from behind. I could see her slamming herself back and into his thrust.

 

After a few minutes of watching Dave’s cock slamming in and out of Linda’s pussy, I saw her freeze in place. I saw her mouth slowly open, her eyes closed, and her head slowly faced upward.

 

At first there is no sound coming from her. Then I heard it, sounding like it started deep inside her it built in intensity until it was a scream. Her body was trembling as her orgasm built in intensity.

 

When Linda started to scream out her impending orgasm, Dave held her by the hips, thrust his cock deep inside her, and started to cum deep in her pussy. I know it only lasted a few seconds but at the time in my mind, it seemed to last for minutes.

 

I was trying to stall my own orgasm as I continued to slam my cock in and out of Diann’s pussy trying to drive her to her orgasm. I was relieved when I heard Diann start a moan that turned into a scream signaling her orgasm.

 

Hearing her starting to cum, I stopped any effort to prevent my orgasm and in a matter of just a few moments, I was squirting cum deep inside Diann’s pussy.

 

When my cock finely stopped pulsating inside Diann’s pussy, I collapsed over her in a state of exhaustion. With my eyes closed, I concentrated on controlling my breathing. As I did, I could occasionally feel the muscles inside Diann’s pussy tighten around my cock as it continued to impale her.

 

I heard Linda’s exhausted giggle from across the room, soon to be accompanied by an exhausted laugh by David. I opened my eyes and saw that Linda was, sprawled out on the couch on her stomach with David laying on top of her, his cock still inside her, and they were both, as we were, trying to recoup their energy.

 

It was a strange situation, I was on one side of the room trying to catch my breath with my cock inside a woman that I had not only just had sex with, I had just met.

 

Linda was across the room from me with a man that she had just met, with his cock still inside her in the aftermath of just fucking her, and it all felt so normal.

 

Diann patted my leg as she asked me to let her up. I slowly withdrew my cock from her pussy and she stood up. She looked at me for a moment then with a smile she wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a friendly little kiss, as she looked up at me she whispered, "thank you, that was wonderful!". "Oh no, thank you," I replied, "it was great." She then said she would be right back and walked off down the hall.

 

David was going into the kitchen and Linda walked up beside me. She looked at me with questioning eyes. I took her in my arms, held her tightly, and gave her a loving kiss. As our lips parted I said, "I love you". She smiled and replied, "and I love you too."

 

I was holding Linda in my arms when Diann came back into the room. "Would you guys like some coffee or juice?" Diann asked. "I would love some coffee," I said, and Linda said "some juice would be great." With that, we followed Diann into the kitchen.

 

For maybe a half an hour or so we all sat around the den chatting, enjoying our coffee and juice, The strangeness of setting in the den, Dave and I in the nude and the girls in corsets but exposing their assets, seemed normal. There was no modesty, no shame; it just seemed so natural for some strange reason.

 

I finally looked over at Linda and said we should get dressed we have a long drive ahead of us and it’s getting late. Diann said that they had a guest room and we were welcome to spend the night if we wanted to.

 

I thanked her for the invitation and told her that we would take her up on her offer next time. Diann just nodded, she knew this was our first time and I think she knew that we needed a little time to talk between ourselves about what had taken place tonight.

 

After a round of good-bye kisses and hugs between the four of us, we got in the car and pulled away from Dave and Diann’s home with a wave. We drove through the residential area and made out way to the freeway with neither of us saying a word to the other.

 

My mind was racing, and I’m sure Linda’s was also. I think we were both preparing ourselves for the conversation that we both knew was coming.

 

After we got onto the freeway and I set the cruise control, I looked over at Linda. She was looking straight ahead and looked like she was lost in her own thoughts.

 

"Are you all right?" I asked. "Yeah, I’m fine. Are you all right?" she asked. "Yeah, I’m fine. I just have a question I have to ask you" I said. Linda giggled and said, "I thought you might."

 

"What took place to change the 'we aren’t going to be doing any of that stuff' to coming into that room dressed like you were? You almost gave me a stroke when I saw you!" I exclaimed.

 

Linda looked over at me, her expression was one of either concern or fear. "You didn’t like it?" she asked. "I loved it, you looked sexier than I’ve seen you in ages, it’s just that I wasn’t expecting it" I replied.

 

"I knew you really wanted that to happen, and to confess, the idea exited me also. I was just so confused about all my feelings; I just couldn’t bring myself to let it happen. I just couldn’t agree to have sex with somebody I hadn’t met and didn’t know" Linda explained.

 

"Once we met Dave and Diann, I really liked them," she continued. "They were friendly, they were nice looking, they had a great sense of humor, and they were just a fun couple. After we got back to their house after dinner, I had mixed feelings about what I really wanted. I think Diann knew how I was feeling."

 

"Diann didn’t really want to show me her house," she explained, "she wanted to get me alone for a little girl talk. When we got into her bedroom, we had a long talk about everything. She explained many things for me, and gave me a lot on insight into everything."

 

"What kind of things did she talk to you about?" I asked.

 

"Just all kinds of stuff" Linda said. "She asked if I knew that they were into swinging when we set up the dinner. I told her I did but wasn’t aware of what was acceptable and what wasn’t. I told her we had read a number of stories about it but this was the first time we had ever met anybody involved in it."

 

Linda continued, "I told her the whole idea excited us but I just didn’t know what I should do. I didn’t know if she would be upset if I flirted with Dave, I didn’t know if Dave would be upset if you flirted with her. I told her that her and Dave seemed like such a nice couple that I didn’t want to do anything that would upset her."

 

"She asked me if I would like to have sex with Dave" Linda went on, "I told her I didn’t know for sure. I don’t know if I would be able to go through with it but the idea excited me, but I didn’t know if he even wanted to have sex with me. Diann laughed when I told her that and she told me, trust me, he’s wanted to have sex with you since he first saw you."

 

"I know it was just me being vain," Linda said, "but it just does something for a woman that’s been married for as long as we have, and after having two kids, to still be seen as sexually attractive to another man. I know you tell me I’m sexy, but I would expect that from you, even if I wasn’t, but to hear it from another man really does something for my ego."

 

"She asked me how you would feel about seeing me having sex with David" Linda recalled, "I told her this had been all you’ve talked about for months and I thought you would be all right with it."

 

Linda continued, "Then she asked me how I would feel about seeing her having sex with you. I told her honestly I don’t know but I think that if I was having sex with David I wouldn’t have any room to say anything about you having sex with her."

 

"She asked me if you and I had ever had sex in front of anybody before. I told her that we hadn’t. I told her we weren’t modest about having sex it was just that having sex in front of somebody else had never been an option afforded us" Linda explained.

 

"I don’t remember right now what all we talked about," Linda said, "we talked for some time about just about everything. Then she asked me if I would like to join her and give you guys a thrill.

 

I told her sure, and asked her what she had in mind. That’s when she got out her corsets and suggested we change into them and give you guys a thrill. I agree to join her and as we were changing into them, it dawned on me that I had worn pantyhose tonight without any panties.

 

She told me I could wear a pair of hers but I told her no offense but I just can’t wear somebody else's panties, she just said no problem we just won’t wear any panties, we would just have to take them off when we get out there anyway."

 

"It felt as if a weight lifted off me when she told me to just have fun and do whatever I wanted to do" Linda remembered. "She said if I wanted to have sex with Dave to go for it, if I wanted to have sex with you I should just do it. She told me that I should never let somebody talk me into anything I didn’t want to do.

 

Then she got the cherry and strawberry flavored oils out and we rubbed some on our nipples. We looked at ourselves in the mirror before we came back out there and I couldn’t believe how sexy we looked. Just before we walked out of the bedroom, she told me again, 'just have fun'."

 

Linda was silent for a few minutes; she then pulled up the armrest between us and scooted over next to me. As she sat beside me with her head resting on my shoulder she said, "I do have one regret about tonight." "What’s that?" I asked? "I wish I had a camera tonight, your expression was priceless when we walked in there wearing those corsets!" Linda laughed.

 

We drove in silence for some time before Linda asked me what I felt about what took place tonight. "Did you enjoy having sex with Diann?" she asked. "Yes, it was exciting and fun, she is a very sexy lady. However, the most exciting part of what happened tonight for me was watching you enjoying yourself" I said.

 

I had a little trouble putting into words what I really felt. "I don’t know," I said. "It’s just that our marriage isn’t just about sex, it’s about everything, and sex is just one portion of it. Sex to me isn’t the bond between us; it’s a pleasurable act, which we enjoy together."

 

"Truthfully, we have no control over whom or what excites us sexually," I continued, "if something or somebody excites us, they just do. We do have control over what we do with our sexual desires; we can act on them, or we can suppress them."

 

"The most pleasure I gain from life is seeing you happy and enjoying yourself" I assured Linda, "I would never want to see you forgo any pleasure life has to offer because of me. I know our relationship as a whole is the bond between us, not the sex that we enjoy together."

 

"To me, seeing you have sex with somebody else is nothing more than mutual masturbation with the use of somebody else’s genitals. It’s not the sex act itself as much as seeing you enjoy yourself and expressing your pleasure that excites me" I explained.

 

"Tonight was just an example of how exciting something new can be" I continued. "As good as our sex life is, after so many years we tend to get in a routine, and sex gets predictable. I don’t look at this as a replacement for our sex lives; I look at this as spice for our sex life."

 

"After so many years, I know what turns you on, and I know what doesn’t turn you on;, however, I don’t know everything that turns you on, and I’m always looking for new things that turn you on" I told her. "In fact, I saw Dave engaged in something with you tonight that I never have, and you really enjoy it." Linda giggled, "are you talking about when he performed oral on me after we had sex?" "Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about" I replied.

 

"That was just so unexpected" she said. "It took me by surprise because I knew he would taste his own sperm, and it was something I don’t think you would ever do."

 

Linda looked over at me and said "You also enjoyed something you don’t usually get to enjoy tonight; when Diann let you cum in her mouth." "You’re right" I said, "I really did enjoy that."

 

"That’s an aspect to this whole thing that I hadn’t thought of" I said. "What’s that?" Linda asked. "It’s a way for both of us to experience something that we really enjoy, without forcing the other to perform an act that they don’t enjoy" I replied.

 

As we talked, the time seemed to fly by and soon we were pulling into our driveway. We were both tired and walked straight into our bedroom. As we undressed and got ready for bed Linda looked over at me and smiled, "It doesn’t look like we’re through with tonight’s fun" she said.

 

As I was watching Linda getting undressed, along with the memories of the night fresh in my mind, my cock was rock hard again. I needed more than wanted to feel my cock inside her.

 

Linda lay on her back on the bed and smiled as she spread her legs for me. From the night’s events, and the fact that Dave had fucked her twice already tonight, there was no need for preliminaries. As I moved close to her, she grabbed my cock and positioned it at the entrance to her pussy.

 

I arched my hips forward and in one stroke embedded my cock all the way inside her. I was fucking her in long hard strokes, in a steady rhythm.

 

Linda looked up at me, smiled that sexy smile of hers, and asked, "Are you thinking about fucking Diann tonight?" I shook my head, "No, I’m thinking about you fucking Dave tonight."

 

The wet, slick feel of Linda’s pussy, and knowing it still contain remnants of David’s cum, only served to excite me more. It was one of the most pleasurable feelings I had ever experienced.

 

The most surprising part of sex that night was the amount of energy we were both able to come up with; youth is a great thing. In the end we were both standing on the side of the bed, Linda bent over the bed and I was behind her fucking her hard when we both had our last orgasm of the night.

 

After that night, we met Dave and Diann a few more times. Like so many others we’ve met during our experiences in the lifestyle, we just drifted apart over time and they became another pleasant memory of our time in the lifestyle.

 

It saddens us that we’ve lost track of them. However, we feel richer for the opportunity to have known them; as is the case for so many people that we’ve met in the lifestyle. It’s not the length of time that you know them that’s important, it’s the richness of the experience of knowing them.

 

I’m a firm believer that all good things need to be taken in moderation. Swinging was no different, we enjoyed the experiences, and wanted to keep those experiences fresh and exciting. Therefore, we never got total engulfed in it. Instead, we used it as a spice for our relationship over the years.

 

Sex with other people was fun and exciting but never a replacement for the sex life between Linda and me. I think it acted as an enhancement to work harder to see that our sex life was all it could be. It gave us each a chance to experience those acts that the other wasn’t into so we didn’t pressure the other into that act.

 

Later this month Linda and I will be celebrating our forty-seventh anniversary. We’ve slowed down over the years, however, we both still try to keep fit and we still enjoy meeting new couples.

 

I don’t feel like we are getting old. I feel like we’ve reached the stage of our lives where we keep moving the definition of old a little further down the line.

 

 

I hope you enjoyed our story and welcome your comments. We welcome any questions you might have, either post them on here or PM them to us. For the younger reader I hope this story gave you a little insight into the way it used to be, and to the older readers maybe this story caused you to remember some of the things we talked about in this story.

 

Live long and prosper all, most important though, Have fun along the way.

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      She started asking all kinds of questions, like wouldn't I be jealous, or think the worst of her, or what if she really enjoyed it and wanted more or didn't feel comfortable screwing another man, then what? Were there any rules and what were the consequences? Was I absolutely sure that I really wanted her to do this, because once done there was no going back!
       
      After she finished asking everything she had concerns about I answered all her questions and we talked about the rules/boundaries we would have in place to keep it fun and exciting without any reservations or guilt. This was to make sure she fully understood my concerns and alleviate all of hers as well. It seemed she came to a decision at which point she smiled and enthusiastically said yes, she'd do it! Did I have someone special in mind she wondered? She said she had to agree to my choices for her sexual escapades or it wasn't gonna happen.
       
       I then informed her I was thinking of Bruce. Beth squealed with glee, she admitted she has had fantasies about Bruce for some time now and I couldn't have picked a better choice for her first time. She would absolutely love to fuck Bruce. She said she was getting wet thinking about sex with him.
       
      A few days later I met up with Bruce for an after work drink. As we enjoyed several drinks we talked a lot. Soon I steered the conversation towards my wife Beth. I asked  Bruce to be honest and tell me what he thought about Beth. He admitted he thought Beth was smokin' hot. She had a killer body and was just gorgeous, always was friendly, and liked flirting with him when they were together. I asked him if he' ever had the chance would he consider having sex with her? He looked a bit concerned by my question but answered yes, he wouldn't hesitate to take advantage of such an opportunity. So I told him that Beth really wanted to have sex with him, and that I was okay with them hooking up. I explained that was my kink watching her get fucked by other men, it really turned me on. Bruce considered it for several minutes then said okay sure, he'd love to fuck Beth. Just give him the details when we're ready to make it happen.
       
      When I got home I told Beth about my conversation with Bruce and what he said. She looked startled and said she couldn't believe I did that. So I asked her if what I did was so wrong and did she still want to go through with it? She excitedly said Oh hell yes she did, and no I wasn't wrong! So we made plans and set a date for Beth's first cock. 
       
      The night arrived finding Beth both excited and hot with anticipation. She was dressed to kill showing off her sexy body wearing no underwear. When Bruce knocked on the door I answered it and escorted him into our house. Beth entered the living room and gave Bruce a big hug pressing her chest and pelvis into him and then kissed him on the lips. Bruce kissed her back and he sat down pulling her on to his lap. Nether one of them wasted any time, tongues going everywhere, hands exploring and groping each other, clothes coming off. Soon they were both naked and Beth got a pleasant surprise, Bruce was very well hung. She giggled with delight.
       
      Beth took Bruce's hand and led him to our bed. She pushed him down on the bed and went to work on Bruce's big cock giving him an enthusiastic blow job. After a while Bruce flipped Beth on her back and went to work on her pussy and clit. Beth orgasmed in minutes, fully enjoying Bruce's skilled tongue. I stood in the background watching the show.
       
      Soon Bruce moved into position between Beth's legs. As he rubbed his cock against Beth's open pussy and clit she responded with loud moans and started pressing her pussy against Bruce's cock. As he slid his huge cock into Beth's pussy she had a big climax. As he went deeper he increased his speed and Beth climaxed again. She was enthralled with his big cock pumping her pussy, she was moving her hips and swearing, telling him his cock felt so good. She looked over at me and said she loved how good his big cock felt inside her. She told Bruce to stretch her pussy good, to fuck her hard. She was in sexual ecstasy, a place she'd never been before. Her facial expressions showed pure bliss and the sounds she was making were hot as hell. I never seen her so turned on, she must of had a dozen orgasms, many of which were huge.
       
      They fucked each other hard for a good twenty minutes then Bruce erupted into Beth's pussy, filling her with his cum. This gave Beth another climax. Afterwards he laid on Beth for a minute then rolled off her. He'd destroyed her pussy, it gaped open with his cum dripping out of her. They kissed and he got up to dress while Beth laid there spent. She looked at me and smiled big time. She said, "Your turn!", so I took sloppy seconds and enjoyed it beyond belief. Bruce watched us have sex then commented that watching real sex was so much hotter than any porno ever could be. He understood my enjoyment of watching my wife fuck other men. He said he'd like to do it again and Beth was all for it. So they made plans to hook up again. Then Bruce left.
       
      Beth and I talked about how well things went, and how she wasn't prepared for how much she enjoyed his big cock. It was mind boggling! She thanked me profusely for asking her to do this, the opportunity to experience such awesome sex. She says she'll never be the same again and is looking forward to more big cock sex. So our new lifestyle began.
    • By Falcon88
      My wife and I have been together for almost 25 years. Through out the years sex has been fantastic. No complaints on either side. We are very faithful and never cheated on each other.
       
      Then one day two years ago we were having a few drinks and watching porn. We watch all kinds of porn. That night we were watching some really good gangbangs. Curiously, I turn to my wife and asked her if she ever thought about swinging and group sex. If it ever crossed her mind. Surprisingly, she looked at me and said she’s been thinking about it for while. So we ended up talking about swinging and group sex for hours. We got online and read stories on experiences about swinging and group sex. The pros and cons. It turned me on taking about it but at the same time I got a crazy feeling in my stomach. Nerves I guess.
       
      So to make a very long story short we ended up having an open marriage and took up swinging. We both decided to have (safe) sex with other people until we felt comfortable on having our first group sex. All this took very long planning and preparing, especially mentally.
       
      Finally last November we planned out her first group sex. We carefully selected three familiar friends to join in the fun. Of course they decided to do it and agreed on our rules.
       
      So, it finally happened that November night. I really enjoyed watching my wife get screwed by more than one man. She had the time of her life. She had multiple orgasms one after another. The crazy feeling never left my stomach but I really enjoyed watching though. After the guys left we kicked back and talked about our experience. Then we go back about agreeing on what we’re doing and never to do it without the other knowing. We keep an oath of trust. Every time we have a date with someone we let each other know. It’s always planned out days in advance so it will never interfere with our personal lives. We have a great understanding.
       
      Since last November she’s been involved in several group sex averaging 3-4 guys each time. Of course I joined in most of the time. Lots of lube is needed. But now she wants to go a little further. She wants to do a gangbang of 6-8 guys. Seriously.
       
      Lately she’s been playing with large toys to get her vagina ready. She wants to try double-vaginal penetration. I’ve been preparing her by inserting a dildo in her while I’m inside. Very carefully with lots of lube. We practice every time we have sex. She even carefully inserts a large thick toy in her vagina while watching a movie and keeps it in there. Yes, our sexual curiosities has increased tremendously. My wife wants to explore even more and I’m all in.
       
      Well the day we both have been looking forward too occurred this past weekend. We managed to round up 7 guys for an all night gangbang. It involved a lot of planning and phone calls. We’ve noticed that guys will be all in at first then drop out later. But eventually we got things going. That night when everyone arrived she was kinda nervous but excited to have that many cocks at once. Most of all, she finally had double penetration in her vagina from two guys for the first time. The strange thing I seemed more nervous than her. Lol But she absolutely enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed watching her. She came hard many times. She doesn’t like anal so that wasn’t attempted.
       
      So after joining in all the fun and after almost two hours of great sex we had the grand finale. My sexy wife knelt down and we all gave her an awesome bukkake. Her face was drenched with cum. It was one heck of a hot night. After everyone left we took a long shower and stayed up almost all night talking about it. We were both so turned on that we were already making plans for the next one. But we are gonna take a break for about three weeks. It’s just going to be me and her for now.
       
      Yesterday she mentioned about having a messy cum sex in the near future after watching a great creampie movie. I was like, a messy cum sex? She asked me what I would think about her having a messy gooey bukkake and creampie night. Having about 4 guys cum all over her face while 4 guys cum inside her. Then rubbing the cum all over her breasts. Man, just listening to her drove me crazy. My wife was willing to be explosive. But that would take lots of planning because we are very cautious. My wife cannot get pregnant anymore so that’s really something we don’t have to worry about. It’s about the unprotected sex. We do know many cool friends well enough that we can trust but still we must remain careful. Yet, I’m sure it’s gonna happen very soon.
       
      I’ve been asked if we have taken it too far. If there’s actually any sign of regrets. Some close friends wonder about my wife wanting too much now. Our answer is no because we enjoy it and have a deep understanding and trust. We are responsible adults and are having fun. We first talk about what we’re going to do and have to both agree 100%. Any sign of doubt from either side we will not do it. We are friends with our sex partners but no feelings are involved or ever shared. We have proven that to ourselves already.
    • By AdamGunn2
      It was a fairly typical night at D.J.s Island, an early autumn evening. Mary and I hadn’t set anything up in advance, we’d decided to go almost at the last moment. From the second we entered the door our radar was beaming across the club, searching for a couple that might be searching for what we were also interested in - an enjoyable tryst.
       
      Mary took a few minutes to change into what she called a ‘trolling outfit.’ As I remember, that night it was a black babydoll with a loose bodice, thong, low heels. Many men admired her legs as I checked the forty or so women, many as scantily clad as my wife. None of our regular playmates seemed to be in attendance that evening, but we had our customs, we weren’t concerned. Perhaps an hour and a half later, I sat at a table next to the dance floor, Mary was on her feet, on the parquet, moving her body, seeing if anyone would move in. A slow sequence of men approached her, danced with her. Some would take liberties such as moving their hands under her garment, feeling the small of her back, perhaps place their palm on the roundness of her ass.
       
      I’d seen this many times before, I waited for one of two reactions.
       
      The first was that she’d spin away from the man; it signified she wasn’t interested in what he had to offer.
       
      The second was that she’d get closer, I’d watch her whisper in his ear. I knew the question, “Where’s your wife?” Some of them would shake their heads, they were attending as one of the few single men the club allowed, and when they received Mary’s response, they’d move away - that’s not what we were looking for at the moment.
       
      But the man might indicate where his wife was dancing a few feet away. When this kind of thing happened, Mary would glance to me and give our special signal - she’d put one hand on the back of her head, one on her stomach. When I got the cue, I’d come out, we’d dance as a foursome.
       
      As I approached, a man grasped the elbow of a tall attractive lady who was more modestly dressed, at least for the club. There was no conversation on the dance floor, the heavy volume of music and the thumping of the bass wouldn’t allow for speech. But I could tell the woman was interested in me, the four of us paired off and I often found myself facing this vixen. It was obvious they were as interested in us as I was in them, I could tell by the way Mary was rubbing against the man that she felt the same.
       
      After a couple of songs, Mary led the way off the floor, holding his hand, leading us off into a corner away from the speakers. As we sat, the man said, “I’m Ed, this is my wife, Marilyn.”
       
      Marilyn and I softly shook hands, I believe she raised the hem of her skirt to give me a view of her upper thighs. Ed had no problem seeing Mary’s legs, or where they met - she was sitting so that the babydoll was gathered to her side, leaning forward so her globes were exposed to his view.
       
      “Do you come here often?” Ed asked.
       
      “Every few weeks,” I responded, “you?”
       
      “This is our first time here.” Mary gave him a look that asked for further info. “We’re just starting this,” he admitted.
       
      Marilyn picked it up. “We’ve only had one time with a couple of friends. We liked it, heard about this place, decided to see if we could get into more trouble.”
       
      “Trouble’s our middle name,” I joked.
       
      Our conversation continued, where do you live, what movies have you seen lately, etc. It was a screen, of course, we were all calculating if the four of us would be pleasurable bedmates. I paid my attention to Marilyn, my wife had told me numerous times not to worry about her, she can take care of herself. My hand found Marilyn’s knee, she smiled at me, encouraged me to reach a tad higher. We bent towards each other, our mouths met.
       
      Marilyn opened her lips to me, the kiss was ardent, her mouth moist. She licked at my upper lip, her hand fondled the back of my neck. Our tongues clashed, promising cupidity, mimicking what I presumed our bodies might be doing in a few scant moments.
       
      We broke for a moment, Marilyn invited, “Would you guys want to go to one of the rooms?”
       
      I, of course, was all for it, but then I heard Mary. “Uh, not right now. But thanks.”
       
      We’ve always had the guideline that if one person doesn’t want to do something, she speaks for both of us. Regretfully, I pecked at Marilyn’s lips a last time, we stood, went separate ways.
       
      “You’re not upset, are you?” Mary asked me.
       
      “Of course not, not at all. You’re not in the mood?”
       
      “Oh, I’m in the mood all right, just not with Ed.”
       
      “Something wrong with him?” I asked.
       
      “I tried to get him interested,” Mary revealed, “but his kiss was a little cold, indifferent. I put my hand on his leg, he was too busy watching you and Marilyn, he never responded. My guess is that if we went into a room, he’d be watching you two, I’m not even sure he’d get hard for me.” It was a reasonable thought, it had happened to us a couple times before. “Hope you don’t mind, bet she’d have been a firecracker.”
       
      “Maybe. But you’re a firecracker too.”
       
      We headed back to the dance floor, in search of another couple.
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