"Look, don't bother getting out of the car. We'll be right out. See ya' soon." I hung up the phone.
First, let me say my wife and I are an extraordinary and ordinary couple at the same time. I'm 55 and she is 50. We are youthful appearing, fairly attractive and most certainly HWP: height, weight proportionate.
We exercise as a matter of discipline and have active types of hobbies like biking, hiking, skiing, boating, and carelful about the diet stuff but not obsessive.
Just like everybody else. we organize, plan, save, work etc. etc.
But the day to day stuff differs a little for us because we feel it's essential, even an obligation, to go about everything in life with a sense of fun, curiousity and adventure; and this includes our sex lives.
We have been married 5 years and started swinging while dating and have been swinging ever since. Some people don't like the word, but I think it very apt.
At the beginning of the story I had just been speaking wiith Jack. He is one half of the married couple of Jack and Pam, and our play partners of a few years.
Jack and Pam are a couple, of the 3 to 4 couples, we try to keep in our swing circle. We do threesomes with single guys on occasion (single women are difficult to impossible to find) and we are always looking to develop other contacts because couples move in and out of the lifestyle with a kind regularity.
We look for long term friends rather than one night stands and in some future story I'll tell you how we do it.
It's not uncommon for Sue and I to swing 3 times a month, I can't remember a month going by that we haven't swung at least once.
Sometimes we swing with a couple for a whole weekend, but that's along with some fun thing like boating or the beach and dinners out. Maybe sometime I'll describe a weekend like this, because we really get sexually creative when we have the time to develop things.
We are a full swap couple and enjoy same room fun because we think sharing together is what it's all about. However we can adapt to the expectations and limits of each couple or single we have sex with.
We have converted a few soft swingers to full swap, and then again have just enjoyed making love together while another couple made love next to us.
By the way my name is Bob and my wife's name is Sue.
The info above is more to give context to this story which is about our "date" with Jack and Pam.
We keep in touch with Jack and Pam by e-mail and sometimes cyber together; and of course swing, when the opportunity arises.
One Friday I heard from someone that a fun, dance band was playing at a nearby hotel, I talked with Sue and suggested going out with Jack and Pam for drinks, dancing and a swing after.
Without hesitation she answered"That sounds like fun.". That's a big part of a swinging marriage: openess, coummuication, trust.
I got on the computer.
"Hi, Jack. Did you hear about the band downtown? Why don't we get the girls dressed up and make a night of fun. Maybe even a swing after if the mood is right."
Nothing furtive or flowery; remember we had done this quite a few times before.
I expected they would be up for it. We always had lots of laughs and fun together and for one reason or another hadn't connected in a month or two, so they had to be horny.
The e-mail having been sent, I expected Jack would call Pam then e-mail me back, which he did.
"Maybe some dance and a swing would make a perfect Friday" he responded. Now I would call him after work and set up the protocol.
As it worked out, we would "host" and Pam and Jack would drive. That's why the opening line of the story begins with"Look, don't bother getting out of the car...."
A bit before 8 p.m. Sue and I were heading out the door. If experience was any kind of guide we would probably dance for 2 or 3 hours and then be back at our house for 2 or 3 hours of hot group sex with our friends.
Both of us were looking forward to the evening. That's another important aspect of a swinging marriage: sharing the excitement.
Sue had decided on loose black slacks that swayed with her movemnent, and tightened nicely to show her narrow waist, accent her hips and show her round butt. She wore an equally loose white, button up blouse with wide collar, open a few buttons but not too daring. Her bare breasts swayed underneath and her nipples would sometimes peak from the fabric.
Yes, there is more daring attire in her closet; plunging necklines, backless strap dresses, slutty short dresses and skirts or dresses slit up the side up to above her hip, but that was clubwear or for a swing party.
She had no problem making the statement that she was definitely sexual and no problem getting down dirty on the dance floor. Once, at a club, she and Pam had danced together and for all practical purposes, had sex standing up with her. That was an especially horny night.
Tonight, she, we, had to be more subdued. The hotel, distinguished from a swing club, was a public venue and a more conservative demeanor was the order of the evening. The guys could dance with the other's spouse with only subtle fondling allowed, no kissing; and of course, except for the occasional fast dance the girls couldn't get together as they liked to do in a club setting.
The mild restrictions would only augment everyone's anticipation as the night passed away to it's conclusion on our living room floor and couches or our bedroom.
Sue and I got into the back seat of their car, and we all started chatting away, laughing, talking about the latest, craziest stories in our lives. Everyone was all smiles and good vibes.
Pam had dressed nicely in a shape revealing, above the knee skirt and a snug sleevless top. She wore a sheer bra that accented the lovely roundness her breasts and modestly revealed a bit of nipple.
We guys dressed so our wives wouldn't be ashamed of us.
