I couldn't believe I was there. My friend invited me to one of her "adult parties." Swingers, mostly. Either way, single guys like me aren't usually welcome. Everyone was nice, but as the party moved along, I found myself sitting alone on the couch. This couch was ridiculously big and deep. I'm tall and my feet barely touch the floor. I was starting to feel like I wanted to just sink into it and disappear.
That's when the door opens and Marie came in with her husband. Both are old friends of mine, but Marie and I had grown really close over the years. Her man, on the other hand, often fills me with disdain knowing how he had been treating her in their relationship. Needless to say, I was surprised to see them there. I instantly felt less awkward when I recognized them, but I also became really self-conscious. Did I want to look like the lone loser at a sex party? I wanted to sink into this couch even more!
Sure enough, I heard an overly happy, "Jay! What are you doing here? Honey, it's Jay!" She tugged on his arm leading him my way. Thankfully he insisted on getting a drink first. Marie stumbled over and almost fell into my lap as she flopped next to me. It was clear that she had been drinking and was feeling pretty good. She gave me a long hug, telling me how good it was to see me after all this time. I couldn't agree more. We had only talked over texts for several months.
We made basic chit chat for a while until her hubby came back with two cups of some very strong smelling liquor. I've never been much of a drinker. Marie must have been really enjoying our talk, or just a little too drunk to notice that her man didn't come back alone. Some drunk blonde in her early twenties was crawling over him. They definitely weren't strangers. I was shocked that Marie was okay with this. She suffered through years of his infidelity and gaslighting. He demanded an open marriage, but shut it down as soon as she even hinted about talking to someone else.
My curiosity got the best of me. I had to know. "I was so surprised when I saw you come in. How did Mike talk you into this?" My tone changed just as quickly as the words came out of my mouth, "I mean there's nothing wrong with it! It's a great lifestyle. Heck, I'm here! But I didn't think this was your thing."
Marie smiled and laughed, placing her hand on my chest.
"I know, right?" She drunkenly fumbled with her drink. Taking a sip, her face went sour and she set the cup down. "Wow, that's too strong for me!" She laughed again before placing her head on my shoulder. "It's a crazy story. You know how Mike kept fucking around, but I wasn't allowed to? He constantly try to blame me for all his cheating. I couldn't take it. I was going to leave. Basically one foot out the door! I guess that scared him enough that he stopped even talking to other girls. But I could tell he still wanted an open relationship. We were fighting alot. I would do anything to save this marriage, but wasn't sure how to do it. The other night, he off-handly mentioned this girl having swinger parties. It got me to think back to a hook up I had one night. I was young, Mike and I were separated, and I met someone. We weren't alone. We were hanging out with another couple. After a few drinks, we started fooling around. Right there. So did our friends! Before I knew it, we were fucking. So were they! Fucking with others in the room was a rush! It was exciting! The best sex I ever had!"
She laughed again and covered her face out of embarrassment that she just so openly told that story. I chuckled and reassured her that it was okay. In fact, I agreed! That's why I was here. The adventurous voyeur and exhibition side of me desperately wanted to be explored.
"You've always been the easiest person to talk to," Marie smiled. "Well, the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to experience it again. Maybe this can be a way to have a semi-open marriage that works. We talked about it and agreed. We can have fun, but only if we have fun together."
I thought about it for a minute and said, "Are sure he remembered that last part?" I nodded my head in Mike's direction. He not only was getting uncomfortably close to his blonde companion, but has his arm around another. You can tell he was in heaven. But I couldn't help but notice that neither of them held a candle to his wife. She was beautiful and indescribably sexy. Captivating eyes, soft neck and lips, curves in the right places, and breast like none I've never seen! I hadn't noticed before, but I couldn't stop looking now. She was in a little skirt, with a leather jacket slightly unzipped. I can see a lacy bra just peaking through. That's all she had on. She looked like a sexy punk/emo goddess. I shifted away from her a bit so she wouldn't notice me staring. I had to clear my head from those thoughts. She is my friend!
It took a few moments for her drunken gaze to focus on what her hubby was doing. "Babe?!" She forced a giggle. "We are supposed to have fun together." He didn't respond. "Mike," she was much more forceful now, "what the hell?!"
He didn't even look her direction, "I'm just talking to friends like you!"
She paused for a minute before shaking her head, "Whatever." She turned back to me and we continued our conversation.
It was clear the party was definitely moving on. Couples and groups were getting more bold. There was far less clothes and far more touching. The smell of sex was definitely in the air. But Marie didn't seem to notice.
She was turned towards me, placing her hand on my shoulder and chest from time to time as we talked about nothing and everything. She didn't seem to even notice all the action and moaning starting to build around us. But I noticed. I noticed her. I struggled not to stare at her legs. Fighting the longing to run my hands up them. Every time she shifted, my eyes were drawn to her cleavage. How I wanted to tear open that jacket. "What is wrong with me?! She's your friend, damn it," I kept thinking. "She's one of your best friends! Knock it off!"
But suddenly there was moaning she couldn't ignore. Mike was squeezing the chest of the now topless, chubby, blonde. Looks like the "friends" were far past talking. They were making out with her hand stroking his pants.
"What the fuck, babe!" Marie sounded completely sober now. Her voice was filled with disappointment as she quickly stood up. "I thought we agreed! Together." He ignored her like always. "Babe! Is this how it's going to be?" It just clicked to her how Mike knew about this party in the first place. That nappy hair blonde and him planned this whole thing, and made Marie believe it was her idea. Now they were messing around in front of her without a second thought.
"Babe," she said again, this time with tears swelling up in her eyes.
Her husband looked her way for the first time since they walked in. He was so wasted, he could hardly stand. "HEY," he slurred. "You said we were shupposed to haaave fuun. Just shuuuudup and have fun." He went right back to sucking the face of his tramp.
