It turned out that I was 'spot-on' with the thought that Jack would, indeed, like watching the dvd of me fucking Bob and Mindy.
After he had returned late Thursday evening, I waited until Friday afternoon to tell him of my evening with Bob and Mindy, handing him the dvd to watch while I fixed us some drinks.
When I returned with our rum and cokes, I found him staring at the flat-screen in our bedroom, his cock in his hand slowly being stroked, his eyes almost glazed over.
Joining him in our bed, I took his cock in my hand and lowered my mouth to suck him while he watched me getting my brains fucked out by my two playmates. After two sessions with Bob-of-the-firehose-cock, Jack's smaller dick was a walk in the park for me to deep-throat. What did catch me by surprise, though, was that after Jack orgasmed in my mouth, he quickly kissed me and eagerly licked and sucked his own jism from me before I could swallow most of it.
Interesting......something to think about, I remember thinking to myself at the time. For reasons unknown to me, I found it 'hot' that he wanted to do so.
"Hey Sugar, got a minute?" Mindy said when I answered the phone on the Saturday morning after my threesome with them.
"Always have time for you," I flirtingly replied, just the sound of her voice turning on my horny engine.
"Well, aren't you just sweet," She cooed in return, "Well, I hope you still feel that way after I break our date for tonight."
I had tentatively agreed that Jack and I would meet up with them at the club on Saturday night. I brought it up with Jack on Friday, after he had watched the dvd and I had given him a world-class blowjob.
He agreed in a New York minute.
"Some friends from a few years ago are traveling through in their RV today and....well, you know, we haven't seen them in a while....." Mindy said.
"Don't worry about it," I assured her, interrupting her to do so, "there'll be other times. Of course I understand."
But, truthfully, I was more than a tad disappointed.
"So, do you still want to go to the club, just you and me?" was Jack's response when I told him of Mindy's news.
"I wouldn't mind," I nonchalantly replied but thrilled, inside, that he still wanted to go. As I said earlier, my own mind-set on this whole swinging thing was firmly on-board with the whole scene.
"Figure out something sexy to wear," he said to me as he was walking out of the door, "shouldn't be hard to do.......going to my golf match at the country club, see you this afternoon," kissing me before he left.
Something sexy, huh? That might require a shopping trip, I reasoned, any ol' reason for a shopping trip, chuckling to myself as I headed to the shower, my mind already thinking of possible outfits....
"Does this work?" I asked when I joined him in our den after shooing him from the bedroom so that I could dress and surprise him.
I found an ensemble that included a mid-thigh skirt of thin material that really liked my ass and thighs. The blouse was designed to begin buttoning about mid-driff, the folds of the blouse providing a large vee to display cleavage. You had to have cleavage to wear this baby and, thankfully, I did. Some mid-sized hoop earrings, a colorful, but not gaudy, necklace and I was ready for the club.
"Wow" was his one-word comment. That and the rising bulge in his dress slacks.
"Good," I replied, "I'm glad you approve," really, truly glad that he did.....
"Theme night? What the hell is theme night?" I asked Jack when we saw the placard at the door, next to the keypad that one used to enter.
"It varies," said the voice behind us, "some nights its costumes, some nights are 'bi' nights, other nights might have select singles as a part of the mix."
"And tonight?" I asked turning to the couple, older, but not unattractive, that answered my query.
"Select Singles. Men and women," the female half said in answer.
