This was the first year the twins would be away for Bronwyn's birthday. They had returned to university for their freshman years. Robbie and Robin (yeah, I know. . .) were eighteen and all our worlds were changing.
I had been wondering what I could get Bron for her birthday. With the kids away, my gift needed to be something very special and, I thought, it would be very super special if it led us in a new direction, one which now catered to our togetherness, as, from here on, the kids' role in our lives would be very different.
I recalled that a very close family friend, Dana Ellingson (younger, and a real cutie), had mentioned to us yesterday that a new, very high-class swingers' club had opened up in town and that we might be interested in going for a visit.
My first reaction was to blush and quickly change the subject. God, why would Dana think we would be interested in that? We had our twentieth anniversary last June. We seemed to be in a very nice "rut," thank you.
However, now, when I recalled what Dana had said, I also recalled Bronwyn's reaction. She had not reacted negatively, or shyly, but had looked expectantly at me, and I had missed the whole thing!
Now that I think of it, I'd guess Dana's casual comment in my presence was no surprise to Bron. Dana and Bronwyn had already talked about it and Bron was interested, but only if I was. My reaction was a disappointment to them both.
Well, I could kill two birds with one stone. Why not give Bron the gift of a promise to have her ultimate sexual fantasy fulfilled? That might seem to some like going a bit far just for a birthday present, but, who knows? It just might be the perfect thing at this point in our lives. If I don't find out now, I may really regret it in the future, I thought. And I am not big on regrets.
Our sex life had always been very active. We both loved creating sensual pleasure for the other and were not shy about innovation. We used toys and had a wide variety of means of sexual stimulation in our arsenal. Yet, our play was restricted to a "group" of just the two of us. Expanding our group size might lead us to wholly new horizons! Wow! Something to explore, I admitted.
At the time, I was out in the garage repairing one of our outside bird house so the little guys would have a good place to raise a family come Spring. I always renewed the nesting material inside the half dozen bird houses we had around the house, using the green stuff left over from Easter and cleaned out last year's left-overs (poop, egg shells, etc.). Anyhow, give them a clean start. Hmmm. Appropriate, I thought, I was contemplating doing just that for Bron and me. . .
I went into the kitchen to look up Dana's phone number. When Bron heard me there she asked if it was going alright and I called out that I was getting the number for the local hardware store as I needed to get some sandpaper and wanted to be sure they were open that early in the morning. I jotted down Dana's cell phone number from our quick lookup device and went back out to the garage.
"Hello?" Dana responded.
"Dana, this is Brett. Can you talk for a moment?
"Listen, I think I may have really dropped the ball yesterday when you asked Bron and me about the new swingers' club. Do you have a minute to talk about it?
"Good! First, do you know what it costs? Uh huh, yeah. OK. Got it.
"Secondly, do you know what the basic rules are? You said it was a high-class place. Just what did you mean by that?
"Wow! Really? I had no idea. Yeah, that sounds great!
"Please don't mention anything to Bron about our conversation. I would like to give her a very special birthday present and am thinking this club just might be a major part in that.
"Have you ever been there?
"I thought maybe you had. Do you know whether you could accompany Bron and me if we wanted to visit?
"Perfect! Would you be willing to do that?
"Oh, goodie! Now, her birthday is on Friday. Are they open?
"Great! And, could you go with us then and do we need to make reservations or anything like that?
"Yeah, I thought I would give her a card and for my inscription inside, give her my promise to arrange for her to experience her 'ultimate sexual fantasy'. What do you think?
"Yeah, I think it would be fantastic, too. Well, OK, assuming she's game, what time should we arrange for dinner on Friday? You will join us won't you?
"Super! And Dana, thanks for being such a super friend."
Hey, that was easy! Now I will tell Bronwyn I am going to the hardware store, but will also go by the Hallmark store in the same plaza and get a very special birthday card. Of course, my inscription inside is what will make it a super special card.
One thing I should make very clear here - Bronwyn and I are neither one of us, in some kind of subordinate role with each other. When I give her something, and I love to, she always responds with an equal gift. When she originates a gift to me, and she does constantly, I respond the same way she does. So, when I give her this birthday present, I know I can expect something of equal magnitude in return. That's just the way we are with each other. We keep our "exchange" in, so neither ever has a feeling they are beholden to the other. Life is a lot better that way.
I invited Bron out for dinner on her birthday and told her Dana would be joining us. I expected we would be going over to the club after dinner, but that was dependent on how Bron reacted to the promise in my card. While I had a high level of confidence, you never know for sure.
When I handed the card to Bron at the table in the restaurant, she looked at me, then at Dana. "Is this it?" she asked. "No big box?" she quipped, smiling.
"Open it. You will see."
She slit the envelope open with her table knife, admired the lace decor of the outside of the card and then opened it. In one brief moment, her face lit up like a Christmas tree! Rosie color flushed up her neck and cheeks. She looked at me very lovingly and then, at Dana, lost for words.
"Er, uh, did you know about this?" she asked Dana.
Dana just nodded with a big grin on her face.
"If you already know what it is you want for this present," I said, "you can just tell me - well, perhaps not here," I said quietly, "but, later.
"If you are not certain as to what it would be, I thought we could go with Dana over to the new club she told us about the other day and see if we can get some ideas."
"Now? Tonight?" Bron queried, excitedly.
"Yeah. What do you think?" I asked, hopefully.
Bron looked at Dana. "Well, sweet friend, lead the way!"
Bronwyn was obviously very excited, her eyes flashing with adoration and warmth as she looked at me. Wow! I thought. I could not have got her a better present. Now I just have to live up to my promise.
When we got to the club, we found that the only way first time attendees could take an active part in any of the action was to put our names in a hat and then be drawn by an active member couple.
Hmmmmm! Well, we had not expected that - but Dana remarked that she was willing, as long as we were with her and we could just observe, if that is what we wanted to do.
We decided to go ahead with it and explain to the couple who drew us, if anyone did, that Bron and I were first time visitors and were not prepared to do anything but watch tonight. We had come to the club because we were curious and hoped that Dana could interact with another couple if the opportunity presented itself.
Hey! It worked!
We waited next to the booth where the drawings would take place. We were surprised to see there was a lot of interest in newcomers. Within less than ten minutes, the person managing the drawings motioned to us to come over and meet the couple who had drawn us.
Wow, talk about luck! These people were very clean looking. Frank was in his mid-thirties and Brenda looked a little younger. She had sandy blond hair, nice, high, round breasts and a really cute ass. He was blond, taller than I by about an inch, and looked very fit - found out later he worked out very regularly - so did Brenda.
After introductions all around, I took Frank to one side and told him about our situation. He laughed and said that would not present any problem - they often had a female neighbor friend who came over to their place, because they had a pool, and play, the three of them. He said they also would have no problemn with Bron and me watching.
"Who knows," he said, "what the other neighbors were seeing?" when they had their 'menage a trois' in their back yard around the pool.
As we turned back to the girls, I noticed they had 'shared' lipstick and Brenda was caressing Dana's breasts. And we were still in the main room! Dana was not resisting in the least - au contraire! She was holding Brenda's hands to her breasts and was squeezing them to her.
Frank suggested we go upstairs and told us to follow them. We went upstairs to a room called the Orgy Room - aptly named. Inside there was a very large bed in the center of the room with mattresses on the floor in other parts of the room. We were lucky. There was a mattress available. Next to the mattress were hooks on the wall for hanging up clothes.
Frank began taking his clothes off, while Brenda and Dana went about undressing each other, slowly unbuttoning buttons, pulling down zippers, pulling elastic slowly down, revealing two luscious female bodies.
