After our video night, we continued to discuss our adventures up to this point. When we talked about going to a local swingers club, Anne balked.
Not that she wasn't into going, but she said that if we going to a local club, she wanted her body to be exactly what she wanted. She told me that she had always dreamed of being a size 1 and when she achieved it, we would go. She also mentioned she wanted to get to that size before another video shoot.
However, I had edited the footage into a hot 35 minutes porn scene that got us both worked up every time we saw it. It was super hot, especially when we invited Ryan over to see the finished copy. Anne was eager to do it again, but she wanted to lose those final inches.
In order to get to that size 3, she was going to the gym almost every day. I'm also pretty sure she was getting fucked by Sean most of those days as well.
This is another thing that we had agreed to. Unless we fucked someone new, there was no need to always share the details. I was fucking Tammy once or twice a week anyway. There was one time when Anne shared that one of Sean's friends had come into the locker room looking for him and joined in the fun.
Other than that story, I was in the dark about Sean and my wife. She was going to the gym and Sean was her trainer but she wasn't paying him in money. Besides, she wasn't far from that size 3 and she looked fabulous. Of course, while we weren't sharing same-old-same-old stories with each other anymore, we both knew that my dates with Tammy and her dates with Sean were about having sex.
There was no change in the amount of sex Anne and I had. The "affairs" only served to keep us hornier. However, playing together was always something we talked about since Vegas. This is how the following story (Anne will tell her side in the next story) started. Even though we ended up playing on our own, it started with us playing together.
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Knowing that convention was in town, Anne and I decided to have some fun. The basics were similar to other stories you've read here. We were going to the hotel hosting the convention and play the hook up game.
I'd drop her off at the hotel and then park the car and go the bar at a different time. Then we'd see what would happen. If she hooked up and I didn't (likely), then I'd pick her up the next morning. If I hooked up and she didn't (unlikely), then she'd pick me up. If we both hooked up (best case), then we'd rendezvous back at the car the next morning.
I wore a simple pair of khakis and a dress shirt while Anne looked spectacular in a simple red dress and black heels. She wore only a black g-string underneath.
We had agreed not to text each other until our final plans for the evening were set.
After I'd dropped her off and had parked the car, I entered the bar and took an open seat across the bar from her. I wasn't surprised to see her in the company of an older gentleman in business attire and a martini in front of her.
I scanned the bar and saw several groups of business people that were obviously here for the convention and the night fun that comes with being away on business. I was glad to see the mix of men and women were roughly equal.
By the time Anne was on her second martini, I could tell she was really into the guy. In fact, after she finished her second drink, the two of them got up and left the bar area. I didn't get a text from her, but didn't worry because it was still relatively early.
However, my attention was soon focused on an attractive lady that had sat next to me. In a short time, I'd found out her name was Nicole, she was in town for the convention, she was just younger than me and had decided to hang out at the bar while her friends had gone out someplace else in town. The ring on her finger told me she was married as well.
She wore a simple pink top and a loose-fitting black skirt that was just above her knee before she sat. In her chair, her skirt had ridden to mid-thigh and exposed two very nice long, tan legs.
We talked and we drank. Before I knew it, I was feeling pretty buzzed and I knew she was too. I hadn't worried or thought about Anne until Nicole changed direction of the conversation.
"I love these conventions," she said. "So many people just looking to get fucked for the night."
"What do you mean," I asked hoping that was my clue for the night but wanting to play it cool.
"Look at the lady over there with those two black guys," she said pointing to a lady I realized was Anne. She had returned without my knowledge. The black guys were something new as well. Even though I knew she had lost her virginity in high school to a black guy, she had never hinted an attraction to black guys since we started this new adventure and now she was flirting with two of them.
"She's going upstairs with at least one of them, probably both," Nicole continued.
"You think so," I feigned ignorance of the situation. "The ring on her finger says she's married."
"That doesn't matter," Nicole replied. "Nobody cares about that stuff here. Most people here tonight are married and just looking for no-strings sex. Get fucked and then head back home."
"Does that apply to everyone here," I asked.
"Well, you're married and here talking to me and getting me drunk."
"Good point, but if I recall, you're the one who sat next to me even though there were other seats at the bar available," I replied. "Does that mean your married little pussy is looking to get fucked by me tonight?"
