Sunita and Raj were slowly settling into their new home, and their friendship with the British couple from across the hallway was strengthening day by day.
Sunita envied Max's ability to combine an obviously high powered and important job and manage her home. She had become very fond of her, a feeling Max shared. Max truly appreciated Sunnu's kind-heartedness, open and caring nature. The feeling of friendship was mutual and the Manchester connection cemented their friendship even more.
Max had several Indian colleagues at work, so was aware of some of their customs and sensitivity, however she always kept a social distance with them as she did with all her colleagues, maintaining a strict divide between her professional and personal life.
This was something she and Paul also did in their swinging lifestyle, never hooking up with anybody too local, and especially nobody in their own apartment building. Their early encounter with Sunita and Raj was something new and showed how much both of them were instantly attracted to the younger Indian pair.
Sunita and Raj were due to go over to Max and Paul's. Sunita had decided to wear a new skirt she had just bought, knee-length as was her custom which she teamed with a loose-fitting blouse. Raj was in slacks and polo shirt.
Paul greeted them warmly, hugging them both but holding Sunita longer, pulling her against his body as he kissed her cheek. Sunita felt a shiver run up her spine, looking over she saw that Max was crushing Raj against her and kissing him on the lips. Sunita innocently thought it was just a welcoming kiss.
Max was in a skirt that short her arse cheeks were on show again and she had a top that was so tight it moulded to her tits, again showing that she was braless, the outline of her erect nipples visible.
The couples took their places on the low slung sofas in the living room, Max guiding Raj to sit next to her, forcing Sunita to share a sofa with Paul. Conversation and drinks flowed in equal quantity, the atmosphere becoming more relaxed as the evening wore on.
Max had prepared some snacks with the Indian couple's taste buds in mind. The same way as Sunita used to make Max and Paul's favourite dishes for them.
Max was openly flirting with Raj, Paul more circumspect, complimenting Sunita on her new skirt, her hair, how she looked but he was flirting with her nonetheless.
Max, sensing the sexual tension between the four of them was mounting decided to up the ante in a friendly way. She and Paul had inducted several couples new to the swinging game, both being experts in the seduction department.
"Hey guys, I have an idea. Wanna play spin the bottle, with the loser getting a little fun punishment."
"Sure, why not. What's the punishment?" Sunita asked, surprising herself at being so bold.
"The punishment is decided by your spouse. Trust me, it will be fun."
Looking at Max's mysterious smile, Sunita got a little worried.
"Hey Sunnu, don't worry, no one is gonna get naked, at least not tonight," Max joked, everyone laughing, still, Sunita had an uneasy feeling in her stomach.
The bottle was spun and as Max had hoped she lost the first round.
Max looked at Paul in a questioning way wondering what her forfeit would be, knowing what she wanted it to be.
"Why don't you give Raj a cuddle. He deserves one, the way you've been teasing the poor bugger," Paul said to her.
Max looked at Sunita waiting for her approval, so much depended on the next few minutes and Sunita's reaction. At her shy nod of acceptance, Max stood, pulling Raj with her, drawing him into not only her arms but her web.
Raj hugged the blonde and unbidden grabbed her ass, making sure it was away from Sunita's gaze. Max made no show of not wanting that sort of close intimate contact. He lightly kissed Max on her shoulders and she responded by softly moaning in his ear. Her firm tits pressing on Raj's chest had the desired effect and she could feel his hardness pressing against her.
Raj reluctantly pulled himself out of Max's embrace both of them aware they were breathing heavily and were aroused. He wasn't sure how far things might go. What the sexy and obviously available blonde had planned.
As if by fate Sunita lost the next round.
"Tell me Raj," she asked nervously, Sunita
had
seen Raj's hands on Max's tight and perfect arse, and her willing acceptance.
"Why don't we make it even? Paul gets to hug you."
Paul welcomed the brown beauty with open arms as she hugged him, turning her blushing face away from Raj. Paul burying his face in her hair, loving the fresh clean smell.
Max took hold of Raj's hand, squeezing gently. This was the pivotal moment. How would Raj react to seeing his wife in Paul's arms?
"Are you OK?" she breathed in his ear, Raj nodded, smiling.
He understood what Max was asking. Was he OK seeing his delicate and shy wife in another man's embrace. What it could mean. The first small baby steps towards swapping partners.
Paul was careful in caressing Sunita's back. Her heart was pounding, firm boobs pressed firmly against Paul's chiselled chest.
Taking her courage in both hands she became bolder caressing Paul's strong back. When she felt his hard and thick cock pressing on her body, her breathing became heavy. With a light kiss on her neck, Paul pulled himself away from Sunita.