Every second Thursday of the month, Jenny and I left the kids at my mother’s and went to see a ‘movie’. It was our time alone… sort of. What people didn’t know about us – me, the CEO and she, the legal secretary – was that we were swingers. We didn’t want to explain to people that we did love each other, and we were safe in the knowledge that we were faithful to each other. Most wouldn’t understand that even after a night with another couple, Jenny would come home with me – and the sex afterwards would be incredible. The things we learnt and did with others would increase our bond, not break it. So we kept it from everyone but those we swung with (obviously).

We had a couple we hooked up with fairly often. Both were professionals like us, and we got along famously. We’d always sit down beforehand and relax with some drinks – the ladies would talk sexy and there’d be competitions as to who could be dirtiest. Jenny would flirt outrageously with the other couple, both him and her, and then when we couldn’t wait any longer, we’d find a spare room. It always began with the women performing for us, laughing and dancing provocatively, and doing things to each other you’d only see in movies. Our rule was that the husbands would never touch them, but they could do whatever they wanted to us – or to each other – while they danced. Sometimes we’d take the other wife to a separate room, and the noises from the other room would drive us wild. Knowing someone was exciting my wife like that was amazing, and I couldn’t wait to do it to her when we got home. Afterwards we’d sit back outside and have a few more drinks – being professionals we had a lot in common, and this meant we had friends as well as partners.

Jim and Josephine had never visited a club of this nature before. Josephine had dressed for the occasion in a revealing black dress, red lace bra and panties, matching garter and stockings and black stiletto heels. Jim wore a stylish suit to compliment his wife and took her hand as they walked through the door of the hotel.

The swingers club they had found online had all they wanted. It was discreet, mainly married couples and every couple was required an HIV test before joining. This was their first meeting and immediately everyone was welcoming. A young man, Ted, took Josephine’s coat and led her by the arm to find a glass of white wine. Jackie, Ted’s wife, showed Jim around the main suite. The group had rented a floor of the hotel, as they did every month for their meetings. Something told Jim that Ted and Jackie would be their firsts.

The evening progressed, couples made their way to rooms. Jim and Josephine followed Ted and Jackie to theirs. They all undressed and settled into the whirlpool in the room. At first Ted and Jackie were kissing passionately, Jim and Josephine followed. Josephine then felt a tap on her right shoulder, she turned to find Ted kissing her suddenly. Her body responded. She turned as he began caressing her body. Jim watched as the scene unfold before his eyes. He was enjoying every minute.

Jackie crawled across the tub to Jim and kissed him. She kissed all over his whole body, tasting and exploring. She then positioned herself on Jim, allowing him to take her. As they climaxed Jim looked over to see Josephine climaxing at the same moment.

The couples floated back down to reality with Jackie and Ted smiling at Jim and Josephine. They simply said “welcome”.

My husband and I were adamant about what we wanted out of our experience. Also, what we didn’t want.

We wanted a couple that were similar to us – working class, parents, average looking and down to earth. It sounded like a singles ad and in many ways, it was. We had sat down together and worked out exactly the couple we were looking to hook up with, and how far we were willing to go with them. As it was our first time, we were going to look around and if we saw a couple we liked, we’d work our code-word into the conversation – it all seemed very James Bond, which only added to the excitement!

When we got to the house, it took some time for us to find a couple we were both happy with. We spent 20 minutes with one couple, each of us waiting for the other to give the code word, before we decided that we needed another code word for “Not a chance!”

Sitting in the lounge room, we were eventually approached by a man who straight away made me feel comfortable. I liked his smile, and when his wife returned from the bathroom she was exactly what we were looking for. My husband and I blurted the code word for “yes” at the same time. We chatted for some time, getting to know each other without it becoming too personal. If this worked out, there’d be plenty of time to learn about our new friends.
They had been swinging for a long time, but were yet to find another couple they saw more than once. I asked about safety, and they assured me they always used protection, and more than one form. And they never took it home with them.

I looked at my husband and we both nodded.

It was our first time there, but we were by no means made to feel unwelcome. I held fast to my husband’s hand, and he squeezed mine in reassurance. We didn’t stare but it was hard not to – couples were actively engaged with other couples, and I felt a buzz of excitement as I realised that soon, he and I would be with another couple, sharing each other with them.
The host lead us to the bar, where were almost immediately spotted by another couple similar to us. She was in her 30s, he too, and they looked average and appeared to be hard workers.

They introduced themselves and smiled warmly.
We laid out the ground rules, so we all felt comfortable with how things would proceed. Oral was fine to start with, and then we’d agreed to let them know if we wanted to go further. He made me feel at ease, and I could tell that my husband felt okay too – he kept smiling at me like a school kid. The other couple were parents like us, and had told their babysitter they were going to a movie and wouldn’t be home until very late. They told us they were staying in town, but there was no pressure to go anywhere with them – they explained they had to be up early for work and the hotel merely saved them the trip home. We didn’t feel rushed or pressured, and I knew that if I wanted to leave I could any time. It had all the hallmarks of a business contract, but wasn’t.
We took our drinks into another room, and started very slowly. Once, she even came over to me and kissed me softly on the lips. I knew then that we’d be coming back again, and soon.

Friday night is always our favorite night of the week. After work we both come home, relax, maybe take a nap and then after dinner we get ready to go out. My wife and I are past the age where going to a dance club is our idea of fun. We don’t care for bars and we don’t really like bowling. Our favorite place to go on a Friday night is a swinger’s club not too far from our home. We live in the suburbs but close enough to the city to be near several swinger’s clubs in the area. Usually we just go to the one closest to us because we can get back home sooner when we’re done for the night. It’s also an on-premise club (they provide rooms for groups of couples) and the door charges are higher so the quality of couples is much better, much more to our liking.

My wife puts on her short black dress. I look at her eyes and then immediately notice her diving neckline. She is absolutely delicious. It doesn’t really matter what I wear, but I look good enough to be with her at least. Other couples also dress to impress. It’s all part of the game until we match up – then none of our clothes matter except for how difficult it is to take them off.

When we get to the parking lot we see another couple entering. We know them. They’re actually one of our favorite couples to swing with. The wife has blonde hair and the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen, her body is curvy and nearly perfect with the physical skills to match. My wife tells me her husband isn’t so bad either. Just as we’re getting out of our cars we see another couple entering. Again the wife is insanely beautiful and just as wild as anyone I’ve ever met. Wearing an extremely short and tight fitting outfit, I can tell this is going to be great night and we are in for an insanely hot adventure. I can tell my wife is ready and we both quickly walk to the door, waiting to see who else is here tonight.