I can't believe I'm doing this. I'm driving to a bar to meet a woman and her husband, and they're going to see if she wants to have sex with me. Even though they said this was just a meet and greet and I know nothing's going to happen tonight, my hands are sweaty on the steering wheel just thinking about it.
I'm driving through an old steel town. Oh, there's the sign, I make a left turn and drive under a railroad viaduct. There's the restaurant, Silky's Crows Nest, just where they told me it was. I'm twenty minutes early. Should I go in? Or wait out here until it's time?
I'm wearing a nice polo shirt and my best pair of slacks to make a good impression. It's hot out here, 7:40 on an August Wednesday night. Maybe I better go in, or I'll leave a sweat stain on the shirt.
It's cooler and dark in the bar, not more than a dozen people in the room. None of them seem to be Mary and Adam, no one looks around to see who I am. I sit around the horseshoe of the bar so I can see people coming in, the bartender comes over and I order a Yuengling. I'm still nervous as fuck. I try to sip my beer slowly, still I've only got a third of it left when they enter at four minutes after eight.
She's quite good looking. I can't believe she's over fifty! She's wearing a blue wraparound thing, the top stretches over her tits, I can see all of her shoulders and arms. The dress drops all the way down to her ankles, it's got some sort of a tropical scene on it with palm trees and ocean. But there's a slit, as she walks in her leg pops out, I can see to the mid-thigh. Her husband is behind her.
They walk over to me. "Ben?" she says.
"Yes."
"Hi. I'm Mary, this is Adam." She bends towards me, gives me a kiss on the cheek, I can feel her tit bump against my arm. Adam and I shake hands.
"Maura, let us have a couple vodka/tonics," Adam says to the barkeep. And top our friend's beer off, please."
"Sure thing."
We talk about if I was able to find the place all right and some such until we get our drinks, then Adam suggests we go out on the deck.
It's a great place, the sun is setting behind the hills, we can see out onto the river. They lead me to a table on the far side of the deck, we're a good thirty feet from the only other couple that's out there. Mary sits facing the water, Adam waves me to the seat beside her, sits across from me.
"So, Ben, what have you got to say for yourself?" Mary asks. It's sort of like a joke, I guess.
"Well, thanks for meeting me. I didn't really expect you guys to show."
"Have you been stood up before?"
"Sort of," I explain. "I was set to meet one couple, but they canceled the day before. That's the only time I got far enough along to have any hope." Adam, Mary and I have been messaging back and forth on a swinger web site, he told me to give them a call last Thursday night, I talked to them, mostly her, for maybe ten minutes and they invited me out here tonight. Adam even texted me at six o'clock saying they were anxious to meet me.
"So we're the first couple you've met?" Mary says.
"Um-hmm."
"And have you ever done anything like this before?"
"No, never. Always thought about it. My wife and I talked about getting into swinging a few times, but it never happened."
"And where is she tonight?" Mary asks.
"I have no idea. We're separated, she walked out on me with our kids just before Thanksgiving. The lawyer says the divorce will be final in October, probably."
"Where are you living?" Adam asks.
"I've got an apartment in Penn Hills. I let them have the house."
"How about a girl friend?"
"Nobody steady." Actually this is sort of a half truth. Kim and I have been dating off and on since May. I think she might have another guy though, but she's down at the beach for a week with her daughter so she'll never know. If anything happens.
We start talking about other things, they tell me a story about going out to California. I can't stop watching Mary, she's fiddling with her necklace and it draws attention to her tits. I wonder if I'm staring. Maura brings us out another round, I didn't see Adam wave for one but he might have.
The conversation flits around and then Mary says, "Hey, do you like the zoo? We go from time to time, I like looking at the elephants."
"No, I haven't been over there since the kids were little." The subject is a little strange, but hey.
"You might want to go sometime," Adam puts in, "I like to look at the way the monkeys play around."
A couple minutes later, we start telling jokes, Mary laughs pretty hard, puts a hand on my shoulder. My mouth gets dry, I take a gulp of beer. A couple minutes later, I feel Mary's hand on my knee.
"So listen, Ben," Adam says, "Do you have any questions about us?"