My husband and I had been in the swinging lifestyle about four years when we met JD and his wife. Now, to understand my thinking on this story, you need to know that I am a very competitive person. Anything one of my friends can do, I always want to be able to do it better.
In my single days, if a friend liked a guy, I felt the need to make him want me, too. I didn't always want to take the guy. Don't get me wrong. I just wanted to know I could have him if I wanted. It was a kind of power play, I guess, you don't really think about it when you're young.
Anyway, I'm sure, looking back now, that some of that competitiveness found its way into my personality when my husband and I, many years later, decided to try out "swinging" with other couples. I doubt any man that I was ever with would complain about this part of my personality, as the result was to give every guy I met, the best sex they had or ever would have. I'm not sure how many times I met that goal but I can say I gave it a hell of a try.
The first time that I met JD I liked him. He was cute and very funny. He had this "bad boy" persona going on. He wasn't a very large guy in stature, but he lifted weights on a regular basis and I loved to caress his pecs as well as many other places. He had short brownish hair and those dark, sad looking puppy-dog eyes. And yes, that usually showed everything he was thinking or feeling. Of course, to tell the truth that only ranged from happy to horny to hungry (he was a man after all!).
I knew how to handle him though, as my first husband was an original "redneck". I had married him at sixteen, so managing this one at my now advanced age would be a piece of cake. He talked about every subject that was brought up as if it didn't matter. His opinion on just about everything was "fuck that".
It was amazing that some things went straight over JD's head and in others, he was very knowledgeable. For instance, I can relate any problem I'm having with my computer to him and he can tell me the possibilities of what the problem may be and how to fix it. He's always been right. He can take parts from old computers he's bought at flea markets and make them into a working computer. He has a ninth grade education. Everything he knows, he's taught himself.
I have learned to change my personality to match those around me. This way, everybody feels comfortable. And to be truthful, I have had enough life experience to relate to just about anybody. I would never think anyone was "beneath" me. As for the people that are in a higher social/economic class, they can take me as I am, for who I am, or walk away. I refuse to pretend to be "better" than I am.
So, when spending time with JD I adopt his "fuck that" attitude, and to tell you the truth, it's not that hard to do. We laugh, act up, and turn everything into a joke. Sometimes we have a few drinks and actually have a wrestling match on the floor. I can never win though , he's as strong as an ox.
My husband and JD's wife just laugh at us, and shake their heads. They are the butts of many of our jokes. They call us "the children," and so we just tell them that they are just too old to understand. These little excursions are a great form of stress relief. I never have to pretend with JD. He always makes me feel good about myself, I never have to "try" to be with him.
And despite all his tough guy acts, he's very sweet and caring. He likes to put his arms around me and play with my hair. He'll catch me off guard and kiss me on the tip of my nose. He tells me that I am so "cool". The sex isn't bad either, so that's a plus. In fact, he is never in any hurry to finish. We have stayed up all night having sex before. Our spouses had long before retired to another room to screw and sleep, not being able to keep up with "the children."
After a few hours of vigorous sex, JD will put his head on my shoulder and wrap himself around me. He says his wife doesn't like to cuddle. So, I hold him and rub his head and back. He will look so innocent then, like a young boy and sometimes I can't resist leaning down and kissing him on top of the head.
For a long time we only met with JD and his wife, but like everything else in life, I guess it got to be less exciting . We met a few other couples together. We went for dinner and drinks and checked them out. We asked questions. We talked. Sometimes it was comical, I thought about asking them if they had a resume.
