Tom and I were sitting in my living room solving the world's problems. It was Friday evening and I had invited him over for a few drinks after work. Instead of solving the world's problems, though, we seemed to be spending most of our time on my problems.
My wife Linda and I had been married for eight years and our sex life, which had been so great for so long, had hid the doldrums. We were down to having sex once a week and many times we would miss our usual Saturday session and it would be another week before we had sex. Our schedules were such that it was much more difficult to get together. We had two children and while we both loved them dearly, they were really putting a crimp in our sex lives. Every couple had gone through the same thing, I'm sure, so I wasn't upset, just depressed that it was happening to us.
Linda had kept herself in great shape after the kids were born and she was just as beautiful as when we first married, maybe even more so. She is 5' 8" and a fantastic 35C-24-35. Her hair is a beautiful brown color and she still keeps it long because she knows how much I like it that way. When she enters a room the heads turn to look at this tall luscious beauty. She was a little small breasted when we first married and she had always been self-conscience about her breast size. It really didn't matter to me, I am a leg and ass man anyway but I wanted her to be happy with herself so I suggested she have a breast enhancement. She was so excited that it was OK with me and could hardly wait to have it done. The doctor did a fabulous job and I was especially pleased that Linda included me in the process of choosing the size she would be. The doctor took her picture with a digital camera, nude from the waist up, and entered it into a computer, then let us enlarge her breasts electronically until we had the look we wanted. I wanted to make sure her breasts looked proportionate to her body and weren't just huge. Linda knew just what she wanted and I was very pleased that she chose the perfect size for her build. The result was marvelous and she was more beautiful than ever. Her self-confidence took a huge boost and I could see the result in our bedroom. It would make me laugh and proud at the same time when she would show her new pair at parties, to her girlfriends and an occasional husband that happened to be at the right place at the right time. Our sex life went off the scale. But that was five years ago.
Tom had been divorced two years earlier and he was really enjoying the life of a single guy on the prowl. We have been friends since high school and he had an easy way about him that made all his friends comfortable in confiding in him. Linda had gone to her mother's house for the weekend; another Saturday missed, and would be gone until late Sunday night. I was not disappointed in her leaving, I knew she needed the time away and she could also spend time with her best friend from home, Sue. Sue was single and just a little on the wild side. But they had been friends for years and I trusted Linda.
After two or three beers Tom started telling me about a club he had discovered. He had been there three Friday nights in the last several months and had a great time. There were lots of women, from 25 to 50 years old and they were all looking for action. I wasn't real excited about the prospect; not being ready to go looking for an affair. Tom explained after seeing my reluctance, that the club was a swinger's club. He told me that if I didn't want to do anything I could just watch the action, maybe dance a little and flirt with some of the girls. Friday night was the only night that singles were allowed so it had to be tonight if we were going to go. He told me he really liked the anonymity of it all. Most of the time the girls didn't even want to know your name. That sounded better to me. The last thing I needed was someone calling or showing up at my house.
So, I consented to go and headed upstairs to put on some night club clothes. Tom went home to change and told me he would pick me up in an hour. When he arrived we headed out. The club was about thirty miles away in another town. I really liked the location, it was far enough so I wouldn't run into anyone I knew, or knew Linda.
The club was large. It sat on 10 acres in the country and must have been 12,000 square feet. Tom knew the owners and introduced me. We paid our entrance fee and Tom took me on a tour. We were a little early, it was still only nine, and Tom explained it really didn't heat up until about eleven. There was a large dance floor surrounded by tables and the lighting was real low. About ten couples were sitting around talking at the tables and two couples were dancing close to a slow song. In the corner was a brass pole so the ladies could pole dance if they wanted to show off. "Last time I was here some gorgeous blonde did a pole dance with no panties on and really drew a crowd." Tom explained. He had spent half the night trying to find her but she disappeared after her dance. We walked on into the conversation pit. There was a big screen TV showing a movie featuring threesomes and was surrounded by couches and an elevated platform covered with thin mattresses for having sex in the open. The club also had a pool and two hot tubs. Several rooms were available with locks on the door for privacy and there was a large orgy room covered with mattresses and very dark. The place was huge.
"If you see someone you like in here you can always ask to join her. Just make sure you ask. If she says no you have to back off or they can throw you out. The girls have complete control here. The club caters to them and if you break the rules they will kick you out for good." Tom was very adamant that I needed to show restraint. He went into great detail about how and when to approach a couple and how to approach a single girl. Tom said he was pleased there were so many people in the club already, it probably meant lots more couples as the night went on. There were also 7 or 8 women that looked like they were there as singles. Only 4 or 5 men looked to be singles. The club never had too many men because the owners turned away single men after they had a certain number. They never turned away a single woman though.
We went into the dance area and took a table near the floor. Tom went to get drinks while I watched the action. I noticed one woman immediately. She was a very pretty blonde about 5'5" with a very nice figure. What really drew me to her though, was her shear blouse and no bra. Her breasts were in full view with just a light, completely see-through, blouse that made her look even sexier than if she were topless. She had beautiful breasts, not too big and very perky. They looked a lot like Linda's.
Tom returned and I pointed out the blonde. He had not seen her before but was happy to see the club clientele getting better. "Every time I come here I seem to notice more really good-looking women." When he went for the drinks, Tom had run into a woman he knew and she invited him to one of the private rooms. "I hope you don't mind, old buddy but I've been trying to get with her my last two visits. I asked her if she wanted to try us both but she said maybe later. Will you be all right if I leave you alone for awhile?" "No problem, I'll try to dance with that little blonde while your gone." Tom laughed and told me he thought I was getting in the swing of things, then turned and left with his girl in tow.
When the blonde finished dancing she sat with another woman about 30 or so and very attractive. She was a little taller than "my" blonde and very nicely put together. I was beginning to really enjoy this place. I decided that if I was going to make a move it had better be soon. She was too good-looking to be without a man for long. I stood and walked over to her table and asked if she would like to dance. She looked me up and down like a man sizing up a woman. I was a little taken aback at how brazen her looks were but it also turned me on a little. This was a different place. She whispered something to her friend and stood up with a smile on her face.
Dancing with an almost topless woman was quite a thrill. I held her close and she snuggled right into my shoulder. We talked a bit but when I asked about her she just smiled and said she enjoyed being a little mysterious. I have to admit I enjoyed it too. Her hand wandered down to my ass and she gave me a playful little squeeze. This was an invitation I couldn't refuse so I let my hand wander to her ass and gently massaged her cheeks. It was then that I realized that she was not wearing panties under her short, navy blue skirt. At first I thought she may have on a thong, but I found no signs of anything but smooth luscious skin. She nestled in even closer, obviously enjoying my explorations. I took her chin in my hand and lifted it to my lips and gave her a nice slow, sexy kiss. Her lips parted and she thrust her tongue into my mouth. Soon we were making out like teenagers on prom night. Her hand went between us and she gently stroked my cock through my pants. This was it, I was in, so I asked her if she wanted to explore one of the private rooms. She suggested instead that we go to the locker room, take off our clothes, and get in the pool for a little playful conversation. Later I learned this was a common tactic the women used to make sure the guy had all his fingers and toes and was at least well enough hung to be worth while. This really was a different place.
Stripping down in what looked like a nice, men's locker room with a beautiful blonde was also a new thrill for me. This was turning into a night of firsts. When she was nude she took my breath away. Her body was perfect and the smile on her face just got bigger and bigger. Taking my hand, she led me to the pool. We jumped in together and she swam away playfully expecting me to swim after her. We played chase in the water for a few minutes until I "caught" her and held her in an embrace. We kissed again like on the dance floor except this time we were both nude. Moving to the shallow end I sat on the pool bottom and she curled up in my lap. It occurred to me that I still didn't know her name. "What is your name?" I asked with all the sex in my voice I could muster. She looked at me and didn't answer for a minute. Then with a mischievous look on her face said. "Call me Monica." It obviously wasn't her real name but it was good enough for me. I was rock hard and she was sitting right on it, slowly moving her gorgeous ass back and forth enjoying the effect it was having on me. "Monica, let's find a room before I explode." She laughed and told me she had teased me long enough.
We stepped out of the pool and toweled off in the low light. Making our way down the hall we got lucky as a couple came out of one of the rooms and we claimed it as ours. Once inside she locked the door and pushed me toward the bed. We started kissing and soon I was working my way down between her legs. I have always been proud of my ability to please Linda with my tongue and I hoped to impress this beautiful woman with my oral technique. Soon I was licking the inside of her thighs and moving toward the center of her sex. She had already started a low moan and was really getting into my oral teasing. I thrust my tongue into her folds and started moving in little circles toward her clit. When I found the spot she grabbed my head and moaned louder. I was relentless and I could feel her getting wetter and wetter. Her hips were rotating in time with my tongue and she was really getting into it.
