ENTRY #5: TAKING THE FIRST STEP

Our phone conversation with the hosts of the swingers club I found for our possible visit had been fascinating and intense.  Bella and I ran out of our most pressing questions, and the conversation soon switched over to logistics, of which there were plenty.

We talked about the risks of sexually transmitted diseases, lifestyle etiquette, and various preferences that other couples would likely have. It was interesting to hear that there were so many different types. Some couples liked to watch others. Some couples liked to be watched; they were called exhibitionists. Then there were couples who swapped partners for sex, but not all of them went all the way, which was something called a “soft swap”.  There were also couples who only got together for the women to play while men watched from the sidelines.

Of course, not all couples swapped with other couples; some preferred simply adding a third person to the mix.  Some couples preferred to only invite a single female into their bedroom where one or both members of the couple engaged with the “guest”. There were even couples who enjoyed inviting a single male: sometimes all three would play, sometimes the husbands just watched their wives play with the other man, and sometimes both men would participate with the woman without any male-to-male interaction. A more extreme version of that was the so-called “gang bang” where a wife would take more than one man in a night, either one after another or at the same time, though I wasn’t sure how it would even physically work.

By the time the conversation had ended, our brains were full and I think we’d exhausted all possible topics.  Mark and Jessi patiently answered our endless string of questions. We told them that we would like to talk with each other a little more before letting them know for certain if we would like to give it a shot before hanging up.

Bella and I looked at each other like two kids whose parents had just left town, leaving them home alone for the very first time. With all of this interesting and sexy information that had just fallen into our hands, I could not wait to find out what was brewing in her head.

“Wow, it’s like there’s a whole new world out there that we never knew existed,” I opened the discussion.

“Like a totally different planet,” she agreed.

We paused again.

I had to break the silence.  “So, what do you think, honey?”

“This is a lot to take in,” she replied, watching for my reactions as she spoke. “On one hand, I’m really excited that we have an opportunity to do something new and different. You know, kind of like the old days. But on the other hand, are we ready for all of this? Will this change things between us?”

“I’m glad you said that, babe,” I replied, a bit relieved because she sort of took the words right out of my mouth. “I love all these sexy possibilities, and the prospect of being a part of something that is sexual and exciting. However, I would never do anything, no matter how much fun it was, if it could jeopardize our relationship.”

“So, what should we do?” she asked, her pretty face somehow looking a little overwhelmed but also cute at the same time.

I took control. “Here’s what I think we should do, honey: I think we should go and see with our own eyes. No one is going to force us to do anything. I love the idea of watching other people do all kinds of dirty things to each other, and that’s what we should plan on doing.”

“I also like the idea of talking to other newbie couples like us.  I want to know if they have the same questions and concerns as we do,” Bella continued.

We both paused. It felt like we were still on the same wavelength and centered in reality. I know we both wanted to do something exciting but not at the risk of our relationship. Since it was only a couple of days until Saturday and the upcoming party, we decided that we would RSVP tomorrow. That way we’d have time to address any concerns which might crop up between now and then. We literally decided to sleep on it.

The evening dissolved into another dirty encounter, almost as if we both were seeing each other in a new light. It felt like our hearts were beating a little faster, our kisses lasted a little longer, our nails dug in a little further. This new concept that was introduced to us had already added excitement in our bedroom, and I think that’s what was pushing us to explore more.

The next day flew by pretty fast and we wasted no time once we got home to nail down our final decision. We shared our thoughts once again, and it seemed that we were still on the same page. We wanted to get in there, meet other couples who may be in the same boat with us, and watch an erotic show unfold.

We did talk about jealousy, and set out some guidelines to prevent hard feelings later. We acknowledged that the party would be in an environment where it was OK to be sexually attracted to other people and to be forward about it. We also acknowledged that we might end up in a situation where we could be propositioned for sex, so we practiced ways to politely decline. “Thank you, but this is our first time so we’re just here to watch,” was the phrase that we thought we could use to deflect any possible offers. It was recommended to us by Mark and Jessi and it seemed to fit us well.

We composed a short email to Mark and Jessi to let them know that we’d decided to attend. Their quick reply was just as friendly as all of our interactions before, leaving us feeling like they would take care of us and make sure that we would have a great time. They sent us an address and a quick reference list with the same rules and suggestions that we went over on the phone. The excitement was building and we couldn’t wait until the next evening.

All of the thinking about the coming weekend left us both excited, and we ended up fucking like rabbits yet again before going to bed. This time I had a new idea.

“Hey honey,” I said while squeezing her round, firm ass. “What do you think about putting some porn on and pretending like we’re having sex right next to other people at a swinger club?”  I thought this would be a good way to test and see if this sort of thing would enhance our session.

“I love the idea, babe,” Bella replied, pressing her lips to mine for a long, sloppy kiss.

Indeed it turned out to be a great idea. Things progressed into the bedroom where we took advantage of one another, pretending to comment and even talk to the people on the video like we were right there next to them. This felt so naughty and new; it took both of us back to the good old days when we’d just started to date and every session was a new experience in one way or another.

We went to bed with big smiles on our faces that evening, eager to meet the new day on the other side of the night.

The next day couldn’t end fast enough.

I had to work that Saturday, and I’d just taken a break for lunch when I picked up my phone to see that I’d received a text message from my wife.

I’m nervous about tonight, it read.

Me too, but even more than that I’m excited, I replied. This will be something that very few people get to experience and I can’t wait.

I can’t wait either, babe. I’m a little wet thinking about it, her reply read.

Just imagining my wife sitting there at home, making her panties wet just thinking about all of the possibilities tonight might bring sent the blood straight to my cock, though I had to control myself as people could walk into my office any time.

You’re so dirty. Save it for tonight, I replied, grinning, and put my phone away so that I could cool off and get back to work.

Once we got home we were both visibly excited. I could see that Bella’s eyes were just a little more alive, and her walk radiated more sexual confidence than on an average night, even for a Saturday.

“What should I wear, honey?” she asked as we were hanging out on the couch before she made dinner.

“I think it’s up to you, babe,” I replied. “Mark said that some women wear almost nothing, some wear their regular everyday clothes, and everything in between.”

“I think you should wear your nice shirt and the jeans that I bought you last week,” she suggested. “You’ll look sexy for all the ladies there.”

“Yes, I was just thinking that.” I made a mental note that she seemed to be okay with the fact that I may attract some sexual attention from other women. That was actually a big deal to me. “You know what I think you should do? I think you should wear something that you would when we go out to dinner and dancing. But then you should also bring a second outfit, like one of those skimpy ones that you like to wear around the house. That way you’ll be able to decide if you want to stay in one or change into the other.”

“Wow, honey! You would want others to see me dressed like that?” she said, her eyes round in surprise.

“Only if that would make you feel sexy,” I replied. “Isn’t it why we’re going there in the first place? We don’t know what to expect so we should prepare for different scenarios. Plus, no matter which outfit you’ll wear, you will probably still have more clothes on than most people there.”

“I think you’re right honey, but no expectations,” she replied cautiously.

“The only expectations I’m going to have are that we will both be comfortable with what we are doing and that we’ll having a good time. How about that?”

“That sounds good, honey,” she smiled and kissed me with soft, damp lips. “Should I try a few outfits on?”

“Yes, babe! Let’s see if we can pick those out together,” I replied with excitement.

For the next half an hour Bella tried a few “going out” outfits and a few “inside the house only” outfits, and we ended up deciding on two different sets. The whole process got us excited so it took a while in between wardrobe changes as we were kissing and groping like high school kids behind the bleachers during a game. We were both more eager and nervous than ever as we realized we were only a couple of hours away from departure.

After a light dinner, we cuddled up together in bed before getting ready for the drive to the mysterious location of The Forum, the club we chose to visit tonight. It was the calm before the storm, and we both felt each other’s hearts race just a bit faster.

And then it was time.

We had about an hour’s drive so we knew we should leave around 8 p.m. Mark and Jessi had said that it’s good to arrive in the earlier part of the evening before people start “playing”, so we planned to be there around 9.

Once we both gotten organized and Bella had packed her little bag with her “backup” outfit, we looked at each other like we hadn’t in a long time, a fresh sense of hunger and longing reflected in our faces.

“Are you ready, honey?” I asked.

“I’m so ready, babe,” she replied.

I wanted to make sure she was all in before we stepped out of the door.  “We can still change our minds and stay in to watch a movie like nothing ever happened.”

“No, babe,” she replied without any hesitation. “Let’s go watch some live porn and see what happens.”

It was so hot to hear her say those words. I just knew that there was a possibility that our relationship would never be the same by the time we came back through the door we were just about to step through. That thought made me extremely scared yet excited at the same time. What a feeling! I couldn’t wait any longer. I opened the door and off we went.

It was a quiet ride to The Forum as both of us were lost in our thoughts, a jumbled mix of intrigue and anxiety. The combination of such feelings was producing a heightened sense of anticipation for both of us.

“Five minutes away,” I announced as I turned off of the freeway and started driving through one of this small town’s quiet neighborhoods.

“I’m nervous,” murmured Bella, though I could hear a good amount of excitement in her voice.

“Me too, babe,” I replied. “But I think I’m more anxious to just get in and see everything for myself.”