AN INVITATION
"You'll never believe what we were invited to today?" My wife was talking to me after the kids were in bed.
"What?" I asked, curious.
"I was having lunch with Charlene and she and Evan would like us to attend a swingers' party." She said.
"A what?" I knew what she meant, but couldn't believe it.
"A swingers' party where they swap spouses and fuck each other." She went on.
"Boy, I never would've thought Evan and Charlene would be into that sort of thing."
"Oh, come on." My wife said. "Haven't you seen Evan looking down my blouse and checking out my legs whenever he can?"
"Well, yes." I said. "That's normal for a guy."
"And I know you have your eye on Charlene. She's always flaunting her boobs at you." She said.
She went on, "Did I tell you that Evan got his hand inside my bra at the Christmas party a few weeks ago?"
"You mentioned something, but I didn't hear you be that specific. Did you enjoy it?" I asked.
"Yes and no. It's always nice when a guy wants to feel your tits, but it was rude of him to do it without asking." She said.
"If he had asked, would you have let him?" I wondered.
"Maybe. How would you have felt about it?"
"I should be pissed at him." I said.
"Funny, you don't seem to mind people almost seeing me topless or naked when we go on trips."
I couldn't answer that. Back to the original subject, "So, how do they do this swinging thing. Does everybody get naked and fuck anyone they want?"
She explained a bit more. "Charlene said we could go to a big party with five or six couples or start out with one or two couples. Beginners can go slow and can back out if they want. She said when they started, they just liked screwing each other in front of other people and watching other people get naked and do it. She suggested starting slowly."
I said, "Sounds like they want to get with us so Evan can fuck you."