we arrive at their house and A offers to make us some tea. we sit in the living room and chat about health and nutrition, which they are just getting interested in so have tons of questions. during the conversation J disappears for a while , then returns with 4 bathrobes.

"the hot tub is all ready. lets go"

he goes around the house closing all the blinds on the windows. A continues the conversation while she gets up and casually strips completely down and wraps the bathrobe around herself.

i know i felt completely comfortable being naked upstairs at the swingers club, but being in a 'strangers' living room felt a little more awkward to me. but i couldnt hop into the hot tub fully clothed, so i shrugged to myself and shed all my clothes. i did quickly wrap myself in the bathrobe but more for warmth than being uncomfortable. (this took place still a while back in about march or april, so it was still quite cold out. i will have this thing up to present day soon...but i digress..)

when we got outside J was already in the hot tub, fiddling with the controls trying to set it to the perfect heat. A flung off her robe exposing her skin to the chilled night air. i watched her nipples harden under the cool touch of the breeze as she slipped into the steaming hot tub. beautiful.

i took off my robe and hurriedly submerged myself into the hot tub to escape the cold night air. J made me move spots so that it went boy, girl, boy, girl. paranoid and obsessive compulsive...what have we gotten into!?

"so no swinging on the first date? that seems like a good rule" i state while sipping the tea A made for us.

"yeah. you never really know how your partner feels about the couple until you can talk in private. plus we find it more of an enjoyable experience when we really know a couple first. basically we dont swing with just anyone...we make friends that happen to be attractive and we sometimes have fun with. and just to let you know, we are not a full swap couple"

we are still quite new to the whole scene and didnt have all the technical terms laid out for us yet. "what is the exact definition of full swap and soft swap?" Y asks

J explains "ok, so soft swap is when we can all fool around together or with each others partners. there can be touching and kissing and blow jobs and pussy licking, but no penetration. full swap is when you switch partners and fuck the other persons partners. open swap is when you all fuck in front of each other and closed swap is when you swap partners and fuck in different rooms."

thats what i thought but have always been nervous to ask. but A & J know we are newbies and they seem like a good couple to show us the ropes...we hope.

"is there a reason you dont do full swap? " i enquire

"well theres a few reasons. diseases being the most part. using condoms doesnt make you safe and we just dont want to take the risk. dont get me wrong, there's risks with soft swapping too, but thats why we dont go out and fool around with whoever. we are very selective with the couples we play with."

i slinked deeper into the water thinking about our experience in the 4some a few weeks earlier and felt a little worse about it. but i did like that we were in A & J's "selective" group. i guess i shouldnt rejoice yet as it is only our first date with them.

"and also think about it man.." J continues, now speaking mostly to Y "this is how i look at it. we are very lucky to be in this situation. two beautiful girls that let us get naked and fool around with other people. like people into this lifestyle are hard to come by. beautiful people in this lifestyle are even harder to find. i have a great situation the way it is...why push it?"

i was too caught up in thinking about diseases to be very flattered by J's compliments. i knew it was a risk, but never really thought about it much until that point.

we continue chatting into the night while every once in a while i would feel J's hand in the water secretly reaching over to caress my thigh.

we eventually got out of the hot tub and lounged around in our robes on their couch until the early hours of the morning when they offered to drive us home. they giggled as they decided to drive us home in their robes and once in the car J proclaims, "our neighbors are really going to think we are swingers now. do you think theysaw us? do you think they know?"

as we pull up to our building, we all agree that we had a good time and that we should definitely get together again sometime soon. we agree but hope that the next night wont be such a late one. Y proclaims "its 5 am and i didnt even get a blow job!"

A looks back over her shoulder and says in her cute accent "that will be to come!" and i get a little excited about the thought of her lips wrapped around Y.

so ends our date with A & J, and a pretty good first date it was...even if we didnt get lucky!

us being the "health freaks" that we are, we never have gum. i should start carrying a pack around just for situations like this.

"no sorry we dont"

"you know, they really should provide it at places like this." J complains

"they have mouthwash in the bathroom" i suggest

"yeah, but i dont trust the little cups they have sitting out, ya know? who knows who touched them" he laughs in a joking yet underlying paranoid fashion, then continues, "you guys going upstairs tonight?"

"i dont know" Y answers "there seems to be a lot more old people here than there normally are"

"yeah" J nods his head "you guys wanna get out of here and go grab a bite to eat?"

Y and i look at each other exchange a few "if you want to"s and shrug. "sure, why not!"

we grab our coats and leave with them. (my mother wouldnt be proud of me getting into a complete stranger's car! but then again, i dont think my mother would be overly proud of anything that is mentioned on this blog!)

we head to one of my favorite little places to grab a late night snack and, in my opinion, has the best chocolate banana cake in the world. (ok, we are "health freaks" most of the time...except for when chocolate banana cake is involved)

when we are getting out of the car , a girl about 20 years old stumbles up to me with a big grin on her face.

"hey, hows it going!?" she slurs.

"good" i reply, looking around assuming someone in our party knows her.

"where are you guys going?" she drunkenly asks while swaying back and forth

"to the strippers" J jokes

the drunk girl then proceeds to go on a rant about a particular strip bar in the area and how all the strippers are nasty and we could find nicer girls elsewhere.

J playfully says "well, since the girls are that bad there, maybe we should just go grab a bite to eat"

"ya? where you guys going...im heading over there..." she gestures toward the place we are going to.

"well, lets go then" J responds, then leans in to whisper to me "you guys know this drunk girl?"

"nope, we thought you might"

so she follows us to the place, stumbling and loudly calling her friends on the phone, inviting them to hang out with us.

"great, now how do we get rid of her?" J sighs.

so we do what every mature group of adults would do....when she turned around for a second, we bolt upstairs and sit in the darkest, most hidden corner in the entire place and convince our waiter to tell her we arent here if she enquires. we spend the whole time looking toward the stairs, giggling, hoping she wont come up and spot us

it was a good ice breaker which lead to us chatting very free and easily with them. we hit it off right away. we talked mostly about swinging, him trying to keep it as quiet as his paranoid side shows its face again. but as he gets more and more into his stories, he gets louder and louder until he realizes that everyone around us can probably hear everything we are saying, so he shushes us all to a whisper again. his 'famous' line is "do you think they know we are swingers??"

after some good stories are exchanged and food is devoured, we all get back into their car on what i assume is the car ride home since it is way past my bedtime already.

"so, do you guys want to come over for a hot tub?" J suggests as if he knew i was thinking about just curling up in my bed and going to sleep. "dont worry, theres no pressure. we never swing on a first date."

Y and i look at each other, knowing its late, but hell, whats a few more hours gonna do?...especially if its spent in a hot tub with a hot couple!

a few weeks later we found the visions in our head of group sex were fading, so we decided to go back to the club to reload some new images onto the hard-drive of our memory. (sure beats internet porn)

we arrived and again only paid the $20 for the club not wanting to commit to the upstairs without knowing the age group or attractiveness of the couples present. as the night went on we were glad that we didnt splurge for the pass upstairs. there were a few younger couples but none that were overly attractive.

we danced and hung around debating whether we wanted to take the chance of going upstairs when we saw A&J dancing a little ways away from us. they were by far the most attractive couple there. (besides us of course ;)

i felt a little of the "high school insecurity" creeping back into me after being suppressed for about 10 years. back then i was always assuming that the cute and popular boys wouldnt give me a chance. (only to find out years later that most of them had crushes on me too.)

as we danced i watched A&J and thought to myself "theres no way they would go for us," but remembered all the missed opportunities to "mack" the popular boys in school.

we moved closer to them.

up until this point i was afraid of making the first move on a girl because i had no knowledge of what a girl wants from another girl. it was insecurity with my lack of experience, but this was the first time that her pure beauty overthrew me and made me second guess myself. she wasnt the airbrushed model type by any means, if she was i dont think i would have been attracted to her. shes the type of girl that you could see on the street in sweat pants and a sweater but you still cant help but stare. she exudes confidence but feels real and down to earth all at that same time.

so we move closer and closer until we are dancing about a foot away from them. there are sexy glances and shy smiles exchanged between all of us.

"i wonder if they remember us from the other night?" i ask Y as J sits down on a couch that lines the dance floor. A positions herself in front of him and sexily sways her hips in a seductive lap dance for J's (and our) pleasure.

As Y is whining that i dont have the courage to go up and talk to them, they come over to us! she is rummaging through her purse and he asks, "hey, do you guys have any gum?"

is that swinger code for 'do you want to go upstairs and fuck?'......

venturing upstairs - the aftermath

"would you really have let that guy fuck you in the club if i had agreed to do it?" Y asked out of the blue while we were folding laundry a few weeks after our club night. i didnt really know how to answer.

after that night we had discussed everything that happened and made sure that we were ok with how the night went and agreed to set boundaries before our next intimate meeting instead of in the heat of the moment when our brains are no longer doing our thinking for us.

during this discussion i had found out that the man of the couple had said to Y "man i wanna fuck your wife" which made Y a little uncomfortable. we realized more communication is needed beforehand and during to let each other know exactly what we are feeling. this is an experience we are enjoying together as a couple. we come first.

during our 4 some i wanted to experience everything i could. it was all so new and enjoyable that i think i would have hungrily slipped a foreign cock into me to get the full experience, but looking back at it i kind of felt sluttish and ashamed for thinking that way. (which is why i was debating posting it in the first place) so i got a little defensive when he asked me if i would have slept with the other guy, given the chance.

"i thought you would have wanted to go all the way... so if you wanted to fuck her i could fuck him right?"

"baby, you wouldnt really do something like that just because i wanted to, would you?"

i hesitate... "no"

"good. i never want you to do anything that you dont want to just because i am into it, ok?"

i nod. he continues "so you didnt want to sleep with him then?"

"well. i did. and i didnt." i stop folding the clothes and flop into Y's arms on the bed. "i mean, like at the time i think i would have if you said yes. i really got caught up in the moment. but now im glad that i didnt"

"you sure?"

"yeah. we didnt even know them. if we ever do decide to take that step, i would rather it be with a couple we get to know first"

"well, i was thinking about it and i dont think i want some other guy to fuck you."

i laugh. "i think we may have chosen the wrong pastime!"

he giggles "no, but im ok with all the other stuff. i just dont want him penetrating you, ya know?"

"but its ok for you to penetrate another girl?"

he smiles "thats different..."

"no its not! you just want to have your fun, but keep me just for you too!"

"i was an only child...i never learned how to share." he grins and squeezes me closer to him. "i just dont think i would be comfortable with it."

"ok baby, you know i would never do anything you are uncomfortable with. and to tell you the truth, i dont think im 100% comfortable with it either. so we will just have to tell people that we wount go that far....at least for now..."

i actually liked this decision since it takes the guess work out of situations like the last one we found ourselves in.

but i also do know that i would want to try a full swap if we found the right couple under the perfect circumstances. and i may even be convinced (most likely by a tongue flickering over my clit) and even enjoy seeing him with another woman. i guess we will have to see if these circumstances present themselves anytime in the future.