Friday Night 0

February 13th, 2008

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.