How about I describe to you, my version of last night at the club, barring that it did not happen, but it was what I would fantasize about
...went shopping for some sexy clothes to wear at the club. While in the fitting room, some chick calls, needs a shoulder to cry on because she split up with here man. Well, I got more important things on my mind, like dressing to get undressed!
So, blew her off.
Bought six sexy combinations. Mostly pants suits, only because, a dress at a swingers club is a flag. Wave it high and wave it off, quickly, I might add.
I want you to work for the big payoff.
While making my purchase, got another call, it was from my mother, reassured her of my independence and my new sexual relationship, I don't think she bat an eye. Told her that my partner and I are very happy having sex together and with others, man what balls I got! Would you say that to your mother? I wouldn't. But I did! Too much sex on the brain.
Went home got dressed, got to my partners house, waited for the man to dress. Told him to wear the jeans that show off his cute butt. Nice.
Got to the club. I always walk around the entire club and deliberately check everyone out.
Then I go back to the entrance, make my greetings and search for a couple, or a couple with empty chairs by them.
Let the games begin.
There is this Brazilian couple I met last week, when I went alone. They are very hot, the chick is just luscious, and her partner is real cute.