If you have read our previous stories you will know we are experienced swingers having involved others in our sex life for around 20 years. We swing as a couple meeting other couples and singles at a couple of clubs in the Midlands and have made many good friends. We have also met some of these friends at hotels, our home and parties and get a much from swinging now as we ever did. My husband Gary always encourages me to be a hotwife assuring me that he is so happy to see me enjoying myself with other men.
I was feeling a bit down as we drove to our friends wedding reception. I was looking forward to the night out and enjoying being dressed up for the evening but I knew my husband Gary was only home for a week before his job took him away again.
"It's a shame you are off again soon Gary, only coming home for a week and then away again for weeks. It would be nice to have a bit of fun club before you went back to Berlin."
"Well let's enjoy tonight. We have next weekend too, maybe we can get together with Kim and Stuart or maybe go to a club? Remember I am very happy with the fun we have had and you know I always approve of you having some fun even when I am not around."
I smiled and rested my hand on Gary's leg, I still sometimes need his reassurances that he is okay with our lifestyle and particularly the things I get up to when he is working away.
"I know that we won't know many people there but the spa resort we are going to is lovely so I am sure we will have a good evening." Gary said.
As Gary drove into the Vale Spa Resorts drive we both looked at the magnificent Georgian Mansion and smiled.
"Nice place for a wedding," I said.
"Golf course, spa resort, weddings, hotel, they do the lot here. Very posh! I bet today is costing them a fortune."
"I'm glad we both made an effort too."
I looked at Gary who looked very smart in simple black trousers, white shirt and black jacket. I was wearing the traditional little black dress with some sexy underwear that I knew my husband would enjoy later.
We parked, saw the bride and groom and circulated and enjoyed a few drinks although Gary kept to the soft drinks as he was driving. Although we didn't really know anybody other than the happy couple we enjoyed the lively atmosphere and soon made some new friends. The disco was excellent and I really enjoyed dancing with the friends we had made.
"I have had enough dancing honey, I am going to get a drink and have a little look around this place." Gary said before heading to the bar.
I stayed dancing with the girls but noticed Gary go to the bar and then the barman pointing him to go along the corridor. I'd already had a few drinks and was thoroughly enjoying myself so wasn't bothered about Gary going wandering. It was getting quite late now and I drifted to the edge of the dance-floor as the girls danced a slower number with their partners. Then a nice looking guy with short cropped black hair walked towards me. I looked carefully at him and thought he did look a little familiar but I couldn't place him. He stopped just in front of me and blatantly eyed me up, looking up and down at me and mentally undressing me. He stared at my cleavage and smiled as he did so. I felt embarrassed but a bit turned on by the way he so blatantly ogled me.
"Hello lovely. Can I have this dance?" He said giving me a cheeky grin.
I reached out and held his outstretched hand and then moved in closer to him as he pulled me to the centre of the dance floor. As we danced he gradually put his arms tighter around me pulling me against him.
"I saw you and your husband earlier and recognise you two."
"Do you, I am a friend of Sharon the bride? I used to work with her. Is that how we have met?"
"No it's not that. I know you from the swingers club in Birmingham. I have seen you with your husband and with that young black guy."
I froze at his words as Gary and I try so hard to keep our swinging lifestyle discrete and I was stunned into silence for a moment at what he had said!
"I'm sorry but I think you have got the wrong person." I stuttered.
"No love I know it's you. I have seen you and your husband swap with the couple with the blonde wife and huge tits. Also I remember you being there with them but without your husband, then you went off a young black guy and his mate and they spit-roasted you in the room with the round bed."
I felt my face colour up as he had described exactly a couple of evenings at the club about a year ago. He put his hand into the small of my back and pulled me tight against him and I felt his groin rub up against me.
"If you are staying here tonight are you up for some fun?"
I felt really uncomfortable at that moment and pushed him away, "Sorry. You are confusing me with someone else."
"Ok babe, not a problem." He said walking away but looking at me knowingly.
I moved into the centre of the dance floor and mingled in with the other couples and composed my thoughts. After another song I decided to find my husband and headed off towards the bar. I saw Gary at the bar but couldn't believe he was chatting to the guy who came onto me on the dance floor.
I took a deep breath and walked across to them and couldn't help but laugh.
"Jayne, this is Steve. I think you met a few minutes ago." Gary said grinning
"I knew I was right! Hello Jayne, come and have a drink with us." Steve said pulling up a stool for me.
I looked at Gary and he raised an eyebrow. "I have had a long chat with Steve."
"Come on Jayne I have got you a drink. I would love to chat with you two but it's a bit loud here though let's go into the lounge," Steve continued smiling at me.
We followed him into a beautiful formal lounge furnished with plush sofas, expensive looking pictures on the wall and inlaid wooden tables with vases on containing fresh flowers. As it was late the room was empty and I sat down on a sofa next to my husband. As I sat I sank down into the deep upholstery the hem on my dress rode up my legs showing the lacy tops of my hold-up stockings. I tried to push the hem down but to no avail as my dress was too short. I compromised by folding my hands in my lap and looked up at Steve. He just stared at my legs and I realised I was now looking at his groin for a sign of a hard-on!
"I don't suppose you two have been talking about me while I was dancing?" From the looks on their faces I knew I they had been!
"Guilty as charged but it was all very nice things." Steve answered. "Ok to sit here?"
Before I could answer he sat down close next to me so I sandwiched between him and my husband.
"So what exactly have you been telling Steve about me?"