This is a 100% true story. We’re not mentioning our names and the name of the club to protect confidentiality, but everything else is just as it happened.
My wife and I have been going through some tough times lately, and we thought, (ok, I thought,) that it might be fun to liven up our marriage by going to a so-called “swing club”. It took a little while to talk my wife into it. She is pretty conservative and had wild ideas about everyone fucking everyone else at the drop of a hat and she didn’t want to do that. Frankly, neither did I. I just wanted to go to a place where we could let our hair down and loosen up a little - you know, just be together and share something new and sexy.
We decided to go to this club which we found online. They had a published schedule of events which were basically dances with specific themes. We chose the Mardi Gras in July for several reasons. First, we could wear masks so no one would recognize us and secondly, we could bring lots of beads and encourage some boob flashing.
The night of the dance came and we were both pretty nervous. When we got there, we signed in, paid our money (it operates as a private club with a membership fee) and took a seat in a large room with a bunch of tables and couches in it. There was food available, a lighted dance floor and a D.J., with a porno movie showing on a big screen tv. We sat down at a table with two other couples and made their acquaintance. They were very nice and were relative novices like us. It was BYOB and we had brought a bottle of Ron Rico to get us started.