"What the hell am I doing here?" I thought as my husband Mark pulled our car into the parking lot for the sex party. Yes, the SEX PARTY. To say this is outside of my normal activities would be a bit of an understatement. Typical for me is more along the lines of refreshing Facebook at the computer, going to the gym or, more typically working as a researcher at a hospital. I'm not really a sexual person, though I do enjoy sex. As Mark has been saying since we decided to attend a sex party, "That's the point Pammy! This is not something we would normally do, but we're only getting older and I'm tired of regretting missed opportunities."
As we got out of the car and looked around it's hard to describe where we were. It was in a pretty rich vacation town, and the grounds were filled with houses, yurts, mud huts, plants and emu's. Nothing says "sex party" like a bunch of emu's running around. Mark gave me one of his trademark goofy grins and took my hand as I stumbled up the path in my rarely worn high heels. That's the other thing, we were both as dressed up as we'd been since we got married 12 years ago. It had actually been 15 years since we started dating, and two kids and a mortgage later we desperately needed something to spice up our marriage and our lives.
We politely nodded to some people we saw, and since we were early there was only a few people milling about. Honestly they all seemed very relaxed, happy and strangely enough, normal. I don't know what I expected, but normal wasn't it. I thought this would be filled with old creepy men or saggy breasted hippies. Some looked to be professionals, and amazingly most of them were actually pretty hot!
Mark and I both have struggled with body issues and failed diets our whole lives. Giving birth two our two (wonderful) kids didn't help my body, but lately I've been really making an effort to exercise more and it's been paying off. Mark has not only been complimenting me more, but I catch him just watching me undress or dry off after the shower and honestly it's nice to know the work has been appreciated. I've always been curvy with a big ass, but I have curves where they're supposed to be and cute if not large 36C breasts.
As we walked in there was a friendly man checking to make sure we'd registered and paid. He smiled at us and welcomed us and it just felt comfortable and even less strange. The party itself had a "newcomer" orientation first (as Mark kept saying, "everyone new needs to come"...not his best material). We walked into a pretty nice living room with pillows and couches everywhere. There were already a number of people sitting at the main area (again, some really sexy guys and some hot ladies) so we walked over to the side couch.
There was a lady relaxing there who looked like just a normal lady in a pretty flowered dress. She introduced herself as Margie and warmly smiled at us. We made small talk with her and looked around the room at people who were all there, like us, to watch and possibly engage in sex with total strangers. Suddenly I started to get nervous again and wonder what the hell we were doing there. Luckily, just at that moment they showed up.
It was a younger couple who looked to be in their mid-20's (I later found out this was correct). She was very cute with curly dirty blonde hair pulled up in a very intricate and adorable princess-style braid. She was wearing sexy black stockings with a nice lace detail up the back and a plunging tight black top that showed off her nice chest. I looked over at Mark and could see him admiring her as he scanned her up and down. I grinned as his eyes paused for a bit longer on her admittedly nice breasts (Mark is a breast man).
The other half of this couple was a young cute looking guy. He had dark hair that he would absentmindedly brush away from his forehead. He was more casually dressed in black slacks and a black shirt. My heart raced a bit faster in a good way as I thought to myself, "This guy is cute!" I've always had a thing for younger guys which Mark and I had only recently been exploring in the bedroom.
They introduced themselves as Shelly and Dan and we all made smalltalk for a bit. The room was filling up and we were a bit surprised how many people had shown up. Dan and Shelly sat next to us and I could tell Mark liked them since he kept cracking goofy puns and quoting movie lines and they were actually laughing with him! Our hostess entered the room and everyone took a seat. She introduced herself and welcomed us. She asked how many of us were at a party for the first time, and most of the room raised their hand. Knowing that we weren't alone as first timers made me feel a little better.
The orientation was actually pretty interesting. As I'd never been to a sex party before I had no idea what to expect, how it worked or what the rules are. It turns out it's pretty simple, you ask very clear questions and must respect a clear "Yes" or "No" answer. I can do this...I hope.
After the orientation more people started arriving and they rearranged the room to have more space. Those of us who hadn't been to this house before were given a tour, and that's when the butterflies came back. They walked us around to the different rooms, "This is the main sex room where you can fuck your brains out or just watch." Sure, that's normal, I hear that every day.
There were three rooms dedicated for sex, as well as a decent buffet (sex AND food, hell yes!) a hot tub and really nice fire pit. As I looked around the room I was again shocked how normal and attractive most people were. There were definitely a few guys who creeped me out, but honestly the number of truly hot people outnumbered them.
As we were touring around I noticed that we'd gotten separated from Shelly and Dan, and was happy when Mark took my hand and casually led us over to where they were standing. We awkwardly waited while they finished talking to another couple and smiled at them. Their warm returned smiles gave me a nice warm feeling. Also...did I get a tingle between my legs? Couldn't be...
