"Unintended consequences are the moral of this story."
Tom knew it would be a hard sell. It had been a slow burn with progressive progress. Never a hard no as it were now that we mention it. Tom touted the newest dynamic as an evolving lifestyle choice. He wasn't incorrect albeit he did in fact sound like an oversexed asshole when he put it in to those terms.
Prior to the Halloween party some five years ago Tom and Sonia were a fairly normal couple by most standards. Early to bed, early to rise, they would explore kinks, fantasies and even talk about acting some of them out.
The forthcoming masquerade party served as the perfect opportunity to do just that they decided. In fact they would send meet some of their future best friends and sexual partners at the event. It was a Swingers event sponsored by a group that operated online to keep others in the lifestyle in tune with the local scene. It was private, upscale and held at a mansion in the part of town known for wealth. Class. The type of place nobody would fuck with you.
Sonia has been drinking tequila and becoming less ambulatory with each shot. She wasn't hammered, tipsy would be the best way to describe her mood. Tequila increases her natural "sassatude" and seems to go straight from her mouth to her inner loins. Her pussy would heat up with desire almost as soon as she finished each shot. She dipped a finger into her panties right at the bar, felt her own juices in her panties ad knew what time it was.
She looked around to see if Tom had returned, but he was nowhere to be found. Tom excused himself the restroom a few minutes before, and on his way noticed a younger version of himself in a similar military officer stye uniform. Tom was a retired Marine and had decided to wear some dress blues he found at a yard sale. The younger man looked dashing as well in his military garb, square jawed and confident. Tom thought little of the brief interaction as he sauntered off.
Sonia stayed behind to look hot and flirt with the men around her, something they viewed as a game and mad them both very hot. Tom enjoyed the site of other men pawing and circling her when her turned his back. They wanted to fuck her and he LOVED it. She refused to wear her prescription glasses, despite being legally blind, because it interferes with the sexual prowess of her carefully chosen 1800s debutante Victorian costume.
The young version of Tom had made his way over to Sonia when Tom vacated the area. He liked the way Sonia flirted and looked sexy in her own skin. Sonia was tipsy, blind and wanting to be fucked immediately.....A perfect storm for Hotwifin' with a chance of cleanup emerged as he ordered a round of shots fo the immediate group of people a the bar. Basking in his brief elation for the solid and saying a word and put his arm around her and pulled her close. kissing and groping her body in front of everyone. Not one to be phased easily, she up at him with glassy, surly eyes. She squinted and could tell maybe something wasn't right......but chose not to squander her chance to fuck an enlisted man half her husbands age. She put her hand down his pants to pull out his respectable cock from its tight quarters; his aching dick now pulling a the seems of his pants with the pace of her touch.