Earlier this year, my wife and I were talking to another couple and trying to set up a night for all four of us to get together for some fun. We have been swinging for about 8 or 9 years, usually meeting other couples and playing in our home or at a hotel. Three weekends in a row we tried to set something up, but the plans always fell through for one reason or another. Finally, they invited us to a party they were hosting in their home. Gary and Lisa said that they were expecting 10-12 couples, mostly around our ages. (We are mid 40s, and they were a year or two younger than us). We accepted, and looked forward to finally meeting them.
On the night of the party my wife dressed in a low cut black dress that was a little longer and a bit dressier than was appropriate for the party, but she always overdresses for every event. The dress looked great on her, it just was not the type of short sexy dress that I expected most of the other women to be wearing. My wife is about 5'4", and is not a typical Barbie. She has thick legs, a big ass, and very nice 38D tits. She has put on some weight around the middle, but is really a very sexy, very beautiful plus size woman. She is somewhat self-conscious about her weight, and for this reason does not wear short skirts or clingy pants. She is proud of her breasts, however, and will wear anything low cut or that emphasizes her considerable cleavage.
Anyway, Gary and Lisa's house was about a 45 minute drive from our home, and we got a little bit of a late start heading out the door. We expected to be the last couple there, but when we arrived there were only three other couples (and the hosts) waiting anxiously for more guests. Gary and Lisa greeted us, and we were pleased to see that they looked the same in person as in their pics. Gary stood about 6' tall, was stocky, and had black hair and a black goatee. Lisa was about 5'2", blonde hair, a little on the chubby side, with a nice butt, shapely legs, and breasts about the same size as Maria's 38D twin puppies. Gary and Lisa introduced us to the other three couples, who were all gathered in the kitchen. As I expected, all of the other women were dressed in short, low cut, or tight dresses. Maria was, once again, overdressed for the occasion. But, as usual, she did not care.
My wife can be very picky about who she plays with, and I knew immediately that there were no likely candidates among the other couples. Nonetheless, everyone was friendly, and I fixed us some drinks as we mingled with the other guests. Gary and Lisa took turns going to the door to admit new arrivals, and the crowd steadily grew. We wandered away from the kitchen and made our way out to the pool. By this time there were easily 12-15 couples present, but still not a couple with whom I thought my wife would be interested in playing. About 5 minutes after we went outside we spotted an ideal couple. The wife was a very attractive, very polished and very classy Cuban woman with shoulder length auburn colored hair and wearing a knee length blue dress that was almost as out of place at that party as Maria's dress. Whereas my wife looked like she was going to dinner at a 4 star restaurant, this woman looked like she was the CEO of an accounting firm. The husband was a handsome Cuban gentleman, with thinning black hair and just a little paunch around the middle. My wife gravitated toward them immediately.
We talked to Henry and Lilia for about one half hour, during which time we found out that they were a little older than us (early 50s), did not know anyone else at the party, but were friends with another couple we sometimes played with. I could tell that my wife as very comfortable with these two, and gave every indication that these were the two she wanted to play with that evening. Henry disappeared several times during our conversation, and returned each time with a new drink for Lilia. As we continued to talk her speech became more slurred, and her accent became more pronounced. She was quickly becoming intoxicated.
Right about that time the first clothes came off and a two couples jumped into the pool. I went inside to fix us another round of drinks. Maria followed me inside the house, and told me that she would love to play with Henry and Lilia. Before we could make it back outside, another couple started talking to us. They were a somewhat mismatched couple. The Husband, Andres, was a very handsome Venezuelan around 40 years old. His wife, Joan, was a Jewish woman from New York in her early 50s. Her short tight dress revealed a firm, fit, well tanned and very sexy body, but she really was not a very pretty woman, especially as compared to the other women at this party. But they were nice, and we continued talking to them for some time. After about 20 minutes we started to make our way back to the pool, when there was a commotion in the family room (between the kitchen and the door to the pool area). We went to investigate, and found Lilia standing in just her heels, a white lacy g string, and a white lacy bra. She lost the blue dress somewhere outside. Her pale, creamy skin barely contrasted with her white underwear, making her seem even more naked than she actually was. She started dancing around the room very seductively, thrusting her hips and shaking her breasts at everyone. Two things about this performance were particularly shocking. First, she was so reserved and so formal when we initially met, that I thought it was going to take a lot of effort to get her clothes off her. But here she was, practically naked, dancing and gyrating around the room. Second, she had a much better figure than I expected. That frumpy blue dress hid her curves, showing only a little bit of leg. Now that she was nearly naked I could see that she was much trimmer than I thought, with only a little bit of tummy, slightly thick thighs and butt, and breasts that were larger than I thought possible, probably a C cup. For 51 years old, she was smoking hot. I thought she should lose that blue dress, permanently.
