M. and I had been talking for years about visiting a swingers club. Allthough we had some threesomes with strangers, (all males) M. was quite reluctant. But because I persisited (it was my hot fantasy) she finaly agreed to visit one. On the condition that it was not close by. Because god forbid you come across someone you now...
Not long after we drove up to a place about 60 miles away and we arrived at 10pm. We thought we were early, but there were allready a lot of cars in the parking.
The hostess was very nice and hospitable and she explained the in's and out's, and the do's and don'ts of the club. She showed us the dressing room with lockers and we undressed to our underwear and went back to the bar. We took some drinks, looked at all the people in their underwear and chatted a bit with some of them. All in all very nice. And surprisingly M. didn't find it awkward at all. Then it was time for us to explore the club a bit further. We passed the garden with the hot tub. Saw a couple of dedicated rooms (bondage for instance) and there were also two rooms with large holes in it, so you can see wat's happening over there.
And just my luck... You drive 60 miles to to live out your fantasy, only to come across your neighbour
A middle aged overweight woman (living 4 houses further up the block), riding a bloke (who was not her husband) while jerking and blowing another guy (also not her husband) with a couple of other people around them (none of them her husband...)
It were the last two rooms of our "tour" and we didn't see her husband at all. And he's not easily to be overlooked because he's huge and very heavy (about 350lbs).
She didn't see us, but M. was scared shitless to see someone we knew and wanted to leave immediatly.
That was 4 years ago and we haven't visited a swingers club since. And I'll doubt it will ever happen again....
