To fully understand our frame of mind and what moved us to reach this stage, please take the time to read the previous chapters. Note that Ch02 contains chapter 3.
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This is a continuation of "MILF Asian wife explores swinging". The previous chapters described the evolution of a loving couple's exploration of fantasies involving others and the first opportunity for Sue to take that step with another man. We now move ahead by a couple of weeks where Rob and Sue are sitting in their car in the parking lot of the night club where the private swingers' dance is taking place. This series is written from the wife's point of view with a follow-on series to express the thought process in a husband's mind.
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"Rob, let's stay in the car for a little bit longer. I want to see what other types of people go into the swing club," I nervously giggled, watching the couples arrive. I was paying attention to the women dressed in tight revealing outfits.
"Don't worry honey, you look hot. That black one piece dress clings to you in all the right places. And it shows that you are not wearing a bra." Robert reached over and rolled my nipples between his fingers, making them protrude against the dress like little knobs.
"Maybe I should have worn something more revealing. Look at her with the tight mini-skirt. My God, if she leans over she'll expose herself...I wonder if she is naked underneath", I mentioned mostly to myself. I couldn't help but compare myself to the other women. Was I too short, too stubby, not curvy enough, too small breasted? Will the men in the club find me attractive enough to wish to dance with me? All these thoughts were racing through my mind.
"Oh I'm sure she is. If not, then she's got on a very tiny thong. But you know what, I think the men and women will be staring at you tonight. I haven't seen any other Asian couples and I know you will stand out even if the club is full of them." Robert leaned over to brush his hand across my nipples making them harder, literally poking through the dress.
"You always know what to say. Oh I still can't believe I'm here." I strummed the dashboard with my fingers, leaning forward and scanning the parking lot as it started to fill up. "There's another couple. They must be doing well, driving a Benz. And they look older than us."
"Yup, they seem nice, a bit of a paunch on him. Wife looks like she tans all year round, a bit too much -- you can see her wrinkled neck and face. See, there are lots of average looking people here. But they all have one thing in common -- sex. It's just sex to them and you can see that the couples are in love. I bet they are secure in each other." Rob reassured me.
Rob leaned over and slowly turned my head with his hand kissing me ever so softly. With increasing intensity, his tongue probed my mouth dancing with my tongue as his hand fully cupped and caressed my face. Pulling away, I still felt his lingering kiss of love and passion and when I opened my eyes I saw his gorgeous smile and heard him say, "I love you Sue and no matter what happens I will always love you, cherish you, and worship you."
My heart fluttered like the first time he expressed his love to me so many years ago. With misty eyes I hugged him tight and softly whispered, "I know you do. And I love you more than ever. Now let's go in and have a great time!"
There were couples mingling just outside the front door and already I could feel their eyes, both men and women, slowly appraising me from head to toe. Holding Rob's hand tightly, I could feel the familiar tingling sensations between my legs and wondered how soon my black lace thong would be wet. At that moment, my mind raced back just an hour earlier to our bedroom where Rob finished shaving my pussy lips leaving a small patch on top and having my clothes laid out on our bed. I felt more secure in our marriage than ever before and the confidence in me sexually swelled increasingly higher.
We were greeted inside the front door by a very pleasant middle aged couple who were the organizers of the event. What immediately struck me about them was just how pleasant and "normal" they were. They could have been our neighbors who we see walking past our house. In fact, as we would discover, all the people there were your average men and women who simply enjoyed the fantasy of sex with others and for others who lived the alternative lifestyle.
As we moved deeper into the club, we were greeted by a young petite Chinese girl who was in her mid twenties. Her husband/boyfriend, also Chinese was equally pleasant. We talked briefly getting their names, Joy and Charlie. This was their first time as well and judging from her nervous laughter and fidgeting it seemed like she was equally nervously excited as I was.
After exchanging pleasantries, Robert led me around the upper level of the club walking slowly past other couples and groups. They all made eye contact and smiled. I felt I was floating in a room in an almost surreal setting knowing that all these people were here to meet, make new friends, reignite old ones and possibly to have sex.
Robert finally found a table and strategically pulled out my chair so that I was sitting by the aisle giving everyone a full view of my legs and body. The club was actually a bar and bistro that the organizers had rented out for a private party. The staff were regulars but were used to hosting a swingers dance. We ordered our drinks and I was grateful for the alcohol. The glass of wine was polished off in no time, followed by another.
With my nerves starting to calm down, I was able to take in the scene as the club filled up quickly. A couple of ladies seemed to be helping the hosts and eventually made their way to our table where they joined us with genuine smiles. They were Roxy and Lauren and it was clear that they were more than just friends. Roxy a buxom blonde had the largest breasts that I ever saw and they were highlighted elegantly in her French maid outfit. Lauren was a tall brunette who had on fish-net stockings, garter, and corset stringed together with a black silk knee-high robe. I felt so plainly dressed compared to them in my very simple black sleeveless dress.
"Hi guys, you two seem new here," Roxy greeted us warmly as she slide down onto a chair, scooting over to make from for Lauren.
"Um, yes this is our first time," replied Rob, "This is my wife Sue and I'm Rob," as he shook their hands lightly while I extended mine. Even though it was just a hand shake, the touch of another person elicited nerve endings to fire through out my body. I was highly charged and everything about me was on overdrive.
I saw Robert admiring Roxy's cleavage as his arm wrapped around my back on top of the chair while his hand slowly caressed my arm and shoulder. I too was enjoying Roxy's personable character and her curvy body. Each time she laughed her massive tits would jiggle in her maid outfit. I made a note to get an outfit like hers and to give Robert a private showing.
"Listen guys, if you have any questions do not hesitate to ask. There are a lot of experienced swingers and the hosts are great people," Lauren chimed in equally as vibrant as Roxy and as equally friendly.
"Well Robert did say that this type of event was a good way to get our feet wet, if you know what I mean," I added. "And judging from all the smiling faces and warm greetings we've been getting, I think this was the perfect outing for our first time."
"Oh absolutely!" agreed Roxy as she leaned over the table to be heard but at the same time giving us a closer inspection of her creamy breasts. My hand slid down onto Rob's thigh and I felt his muscles twitch and his legs spread wider. I continued to lightly brush his leg but moved steadily toward his crotch. He began to fidget and leaned forward under the guise of wanting to hear Roxy more clearly. This just made his lower body slide forward on the chair and brought my hand directly over his growing erection.
Here I was sitting with two strangers dressed very provocatively with my hand on my husband's growing hardness as we both engaged in a conversation about having sex with others! And yet, it seemed perfectly normal.
"...and one of the things that is very important here and at other swing clubs," Roxy explained further, "is that no means NO." When I heard this the part of me that was anxious disappeared. "So you mean that people will respect what you say?" I wanted to confirm.
"Well most people do. And if they do not then a simple word to the hosts will take care of their lack of discretion," explained Lauren.
I felt Rob remove his arm from behind me and saw him lean closer to the girls as he asked, "So for newbies like us, what advise can you give regarding how best to meet people and to decide whether to have sex with them or not."
I felt his left hand rest on my dress and then move to the hem where he curled his fingers underneath and slowly ran circles around my right knee and inner thigh. My hand rubbed his still growing stiffness harder. He no longer was fidgeting nor was he trying to cover himself up. His fingers slowly made their way back along my thigh toward my thong -- it seemed like the dam had burst and he was determined to touch me right there in front of the ladies and in the middle of a conversation.
It took every ounce of strength I had to focus on Roxy and Lauren's words. I parted my thighs to as far as the skirt would allow short of making it plainly obvious that I was spreading for the world to see.
His fingertips were like ice as if they were trying to quench my burning desire and all it was doing was stoking my fire even further. I couldn't believe he was about to rub my pussy. My mind was exploding. I wanted his touch. I wanted to feel his fingers on my shaved lips. But this was public. This was blatant. And truth be told, I wanted to hear what the girls had to say to Rob's question. So I squeezed my thighs together and held his hand with mine signaling to him that this was not the right moment.
"Well, first, my husband and I make it clear on our profile that we are NOT interested in single men. You have to be very careful with single men for many reasons," Lauren continued, "Couples are the safest and they also tend to have the same need for discretion as well as safety."
"And we definitely meet new couples in a social setting first," Roxy interjected, "to see if there is a connection.
