A Swingin’ Good Time

My wife and I had just settled on the couch with snacks to watch our favorite show when I noticed her fidgeting with her fingers. Heather only did that when she was nervous, but I knew not to push her so instead I turned and smiled at her. She flashed me that big beautiful smile then leaned back in her spot and propped her feet on my lap.“He’s not gonna die,” Heather said for the hundredth time tonight.I rubbed her feet and shook my head. “I’m sorry honey, but Carl is gonna die. There’s no living after a zombie bite.”“This is so stupid,” she whined and then she surprised me by asking out of the blue, “Honey, you remember that girl Karen from work?”“Karen? The receptionist with the cat-eye glasses?”“No, Karen.” She held her hands up in front of her chest mimicking overly large breasts.“Oh, that Karen! Yeah, how could I forget her? Her breasts are huge. Do you really think they’re real?”“They’re real, or she claims they are. I’m so glad I don’t have that problem.” She looked down at her significantly smaller breasts then back up at me.I lifted her foot and kissed it softly. “I love your breasts.”She gave me a wink. “Good response. Anyway. So, she’s been talking about something for months now and well…” Her hand touched the pocket of her sweats for a moment and then she started fidgeting with her fingers again.“What’s up?” I paused the show and turned towards her. “Come on, it’s obviously sitting on your mind.”Heather pulled the paper out and handed it to me. “Read what she gave me.”“Ladies and Gentlemen, it’s that time again. We all love newbie time! Do you know a couple that might be interested in trying something new? Then now is the time to share. We invite you to bring at least one couple To our mixer held at the home of Janice and Rich Lancer at 7 PM Saturday The 10th.Each invited guest must have this card, or they will not be admitted. Can’t wait To see you there!”I read it again but was still clueless. “What’s this?”She sat up and crossed her legs, snatching it out of my hands. “Well,” she laughed nervously. “You know how you and I have this little fantasy we use during sex sometimes?”“Which one?” I asked giving her a wink.“The one where we have another couple in the room with us.”I knew instantly by the blush that spread across her freckled cheeks. “Oh!”She waved the card back and forth. “Yeah. Well, Karen has invited us to a swinger’s party.”I don’t think Heather could have shocked me any more than in that moment. One of her co-workers had invited us to a swinger’s party. I knew she loved that fantasy by how much she got into it. She would talk dirty, something she never did, and then she would cum so much harder than normal. To almanbahis şikayet me, it was beautiful to watch, but I had to wonder if it was something she would actually go through with.“Chris? You okay?” Her tone was soft, and she had slid closer to me.“Yeah, of course, I was just thinking about it. What do you think?”She shrugged and picked at the card.“You have to have thought about it, or you wouldn’t have brought it up.”She shrugged again. “She’s invited me a few times, just playing around of course. Or so I thought.”“What has she said?”Heather blushed brightly this time then laughed. “You and your sexy ass husband should come to one of our parties. Speaking for myself, I’d love to see you two going at it.”“Karen talks like that?” I asked laughing at my wife because she had made her voice high pitched and very pompous sounding.“Only when she’s talking about us, going at it.”“Nice. I don’t know how I feel about Karen-of-the-overly-large-breasts watching us. I mean maybe if you two wanted to go at it, she is hot…” I let my voice trail off when I caught sight of Heather’s raised brow. “Anyway. What are you thinking?”“I’m thinking if this stupid show is going to kill off my favorite character then they better hurry up and do it.”“I meant with the invite.”“I know what you meant. I just don’t know though. How bout we finish The Walking Dead, and we can talk about it later.”“Okay,” I said and wrapped my arm around her.oOoI stared down the length of my body and watched my wife moving slowly up and down my cock. Watching her little tufts of hair pressing into mine, feeling her warm wet pussy holding me, working me, was one of my favorite positions.Her nails pressed into my chest. “Do you want to be watched fucking me?” Her voice was soft, and her accent was a little thicker.My fingers gripped her ass. “Yes,” I growled.“Mmm, do you want to know that someone else wants to fuck your wife?”“Yes.”Her hips moved a little harder. “You want to watch another man fucking me, don’t you?”“Yes.” My voice was starting to strain.“Such a dirty man you are,” her accent was thicker and her voice, despite the dirty things coming out of her mouth, was so soft and delicate sounding. She was close. “I want to watch you fuck another woman. Will you fuck her for me, baby?”“I’ll fuck her; I’ll fuck her hard and good like you’re fucking me now, but only after you’ve eaten her pussy. Will you prep her for me?”“Oh, fuck yeah.” Heather moved faster, grinding harder, her nails digging into my chest. “I’ll eat her pussy and get her ready for your cock. I’ll eat her pussy while riding his mouth.”“Like you’re riding me now?”“Yes,” she panted.“Ride it, baby, ride almanbahis canlı casino his fucking mouth and cum for me.”“Oh fuck, Chris, I’m cumming.”Heather came hard, throwing her head back and crying out. Feeling her muscles tightening and seeing the whole image in my head pushed me over the edge, and I came inside her.oOoTwo days later we were lying in bed, and I was almost asleep. I felt her fingers playing along my back. “So, are we going on Saturday?”I held still not wanting to give anything anyway, and as nonchalantly as I could, I asked, “Only if you want to.”She kissed my back. “Yeah, I think I do.”“Then we’re going on Saturday,” I said as neutral as I could manage. The thought of seeing her getting fucked by someone else had me hard, but I didn’t want to seem too eager, so I didn’t move.“Chris?”“Yeah?”“I want you.”“Thank God,” I said rolling over and crawled between her legs.oOoSaturday we were both nervous, but neither one came right out and admitted it. Heather told me that Karen had been thrilled and overly excited by the idea. My poor semi-shy wife threatened Karen with an inch of her life if she let slip that she was going.Last night we had spent hours going over rules that Karen had warned us to discuss prior to coming. Just things we were willing to do and participate in. We were also told to come up with a signal or a Bug Out word or phrase in case things went bad. Heather wanted to use, “Look at the flowers,” but I argued for something simple like, “Abort.”We even discussed Karen and that she was a no-go for Heather. “We work together, and I just don’t know if I get through a business meeting on Monday with her if I’ve had my mouth on her pussy.”I laughed at her, but I also agreed that for her peace of mind, Karen was a no.Heather texted Karen when we pulled up, and she met us at the door. She pulled us into hugs. “Hi! I’m so glad you two decided to come.”While she still had my wife in a bear hug, I looked around the room. It was to my relief that everyone else in the living room looked just like us. I don’t know if I expected to see everyone in bondage gear or naked, but they were all dressed for a regular dinner.Karen and Heather were whispering so I kept my back turned and tried to hear them. I only caught the sound of my wife laughing and saying, “No way, Karen. I’ve already told you, you aren’t playing with either of us.”The other woman laughed something in response before she took me by the arm. “Your wife is not fair at all. Come on and meet everyone.Everyone turned out to be really nice and welcoming. There were a few nervous couples scattered around the room following someone around too, almanbahis casino so we assumed they were newbies as well.During dinner, I scanned the room for possible prospects and was pleased to see a few ladies that I found appealing were checking me out as well.I turned to look at my wife and, on the surface, she was totally at ease, laughing and charming everyone around her like she always did. However, under the table, her fingers were knotting and un-knotting in her nervous gesture. I took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. She looked up at me, and I gave her a comforting smile. I tried to convey that it was okay, or we would go, and from the deep breath and the smile she returned, I knew she got it.“Thank you,” she mouthed.“Always,” I mouthed back and leaned down to kiss her cheek. Heather leaned into me, and I heard that soft little hum she always did when she was happy.When I looked back up, there were several eyes on us, and some were whispering back and forth. At that moment I wondered if this was how lobsters felt when we were choosing one for our meal.oOoAfter dinner, we were able to wander around in an informal meet and greet. We talked to several couples, but neither of us gave the other any indication that we found the one. Groups were breaking off, huddling amongst themselves with some light touching and kissing, but nothing too shocking yet.We sat in a chair off to the side. I wanted to touch base with her and see how she felt. She sat sideways on my lap, and I had my arms around her. “How are you?”She stole a quick kiss. “I’m good. How are you?”“I’m good. I’ve had moments of feeling overwhelmed. You?”She laughed. “Oh, yea.”“Has anyone grabbed your attention?”“A few people,” she said with a small shrug and asked, “You?” I could tell she was feeling me out.My hand rubbed slowly up and down her thigh. “Yeah, a few. The blonde with the red shirt, the blonde with the white and gold shirt, the black haired one in red and the redhead in black.”Her eyebrow raised at me. “No brunettes huh? What’s a matter you don’t like brunettes?”It was my turn to laugh. I pulled Heather down on me and kissed her neck. “Why would I need another brunette when I have you? You’ve set that bar too high, my dear.”She laughed and poked my stomach. “Mmhmm.”“Okay, no more stalling, who’s yours?”Heather took a second to look around the room. “The black-haired man in the light blue, the blonde one in the white button up, and the redhead woman in black.”“Oh.”“What? You know I’ve been curious about women.”“Well, yeah but… Huh for some reason I didn’t think about that option.”“Chris. Really? The thought of me being a with a woman at this party never entered your mind?”The look she gave me clearly called bullshit. “Honestly, no, but now that it’s a possibility, I like it.”She smiled and rolled her eyes. I playfully swatted her bottom, and she snuggled into me. “I think the man in blue is with the redhead, right?”