The anticipation was killing me. I had been with both Rick and John before, but never together and on top of that there would be Joseph, a third guy whom I'd never met. We were all meeting at his hotel and the plan was to get naked together for an hour or two.
John and I have been pretty regular for a couple years now. We've touched on the subject of swinging but never gone anywhere with it. He knows that I was certainly not a virgin when we met, but he had no idea just how wild I had gotten in my earlier days when I was first the mentee of an older man and then the plaything of a Dom/Domme couple.
John took good care of me and appreciated my sexual appetite, always rising to the occasion. We stumbled once again onto the idea of swinging while watching a film one evening that broached the subject and I used the opportunity to push the envelope. To my surprise he seemed quite comfortable with the idea of sharing one another with someone else. I was further surprised when I told him that I had done some swinging before meeting him and his reaction was not one of jealousy but rather intrigue. We had fabulous sex that evening, him taking me right in the middle of the living room floor. If anyone had come to our front door they would have gotten quite a show, me on my back, legs in the air and him slamming his eight inches of slender shaft in and out of my sodden womanhood.
A few days later John brought it up again, asking "Do you stay in touch with any of your former swing contacts?"
"Well, not really, but I believe one of them still works just down the street from my office. I see him out at lunch once in a while."
"Tell me about him." John responded.
I proceeded to explain that we had "played" together a few times along with his girlfriend Hanna and someone I was seeing at the time. I omitted the fact that the "someone" was actually a couple and that there had been many others involved. I was theirs to be used however they saw fit and usually I was tied in some obscene position, my mouth, cunt, and anus available for use by whoever so desired. At the end of the sessions I was usually coated in semen from the ministrations of dozens of men. My couple would then bundle me up, take me home, bathe and massage me, and lovingly pamper me for the remainder of the night.
"Would you like for me to touch base with him?"
"Only if you would be comfortable with it." John replied.
"I'd have no problem with it and I think we're at a point relationship wise that we should be able to deal with some fun that would involve others as well without it causing problems."
John smiled then kissed me. Again that evening the sex was sensational and I vowed to find Rick the next day.
At the reception desk of the mortgage broker where I last knew he worked I was informed by a svelte and sultry blonde that he was no longer with the company. Eyeing me up and down she asked "Do you know Richard on a professional or a personal basis?"
Our eyes locked and I realized that she knew why I might be trying to find him. I'd intentionally worn a very short black wool skirt that day anticipating meeting up with Rick. I guess that it in combination with the sheer lace cami that peeked from between the lapels of my blazer, sheer black hose and four inch heels sent a certain vibe.
"Personal." I answered.
"I thought perhaps that was the case." She said with a wink. "You know, I recognized you immediately."
I strained to remember her but to no avail. She was so stunning it would have been hard to forget. Sensing my confusion she said "You wouldn't remember me. "To start with, I was a brunette back then. And, that evening you were tied up spread eagle with a blindfold on."
"Oh!" I giggled. I know I must have turned beet red.
"I spent some time sitting on your face. You're really good."
There was then an awkward pause as we both tried to figure out what to say next before she scribbled a phone number on a pink phone pad sheet then tore it off and handed it to me.
"Is this for you or Rick?"
Laughing, she said "Rick. He knows how to get in touch with me. But if you do, bear in mind I want you all to myself this time."
"Thanks. I'll keep it in mind."
Heading back out the door I could feel her eyes on me. There is something about being eye groped by a woman that is even sexier than by a man, especially someone as attractive as her. Outside I waved through the window and she returned the gesture, accompanied by an air kiss. I realized I had not asked her name.
That evening I contacted Rick while John was out taking a run. He seemed very pleased to hear from me and when I told him about John and the idea of maybe getting together he jumped at the opportunity.
"I have a friend who was supposed to host a couple tomorrow evening but they've backed out. Wanna pinch hit for them?"
That was pretty short notice. "Let me see what John says and get back to you."
"OK, I'll be here alone all night."
"Well, if you don't hear from me by the morning, assume it's a no-go."
"OK." There was a pause. "One last thing."
"What are you wearing."
I laughed. "I just got home from work. Black lace camisole and striped black satin panties with little pink bows at the sides."
