I suppose I wouldn't qualify as a hall of famer when it boils down to some swinging action but I've been there .... done that.
Back in the mid 70's the thoughts of the swinging lifestyle began to excite me and believe me there were a lot of swingers back in the 70's. The groups were more secretive and selective in those days but there were plenty of mate swapping going on.
It excited me thinking about taking another man's wife to bed while he'd be in the next bedroom pounding away inside my own wife. I could visualize swapping a few more times, before the frenzy night would end, resulting in my lovely wife and I going home ... screwing our brains out.
It was late fall of 1976 when I encountered my first experience into this world of excitement. I'd only known Joe for a few weeks. Joe became the new service manager for a car dealership I'd been calling on for years. I was a salesman for a major parts supplier firm which I won't name. Joe and I hit it off since we both liked golfing which seems to always break the ice with a new client. After a few lunches together Joe and I became closer friends. He explained to me over lunch this one day that he and his oversexed wife Betty belonged to a sex swinging club. He continued telling me they met the first Saturday of every month and he'd like to have my wife and I come as his and Betty's guest.
Joe grinned and I tried to look stunned but I'm sure my face couldn't hide the excitement that was going through my mind. I'd met Joe's wife Betty and she was one well stacked mid 20's blonde chick.
GOD the idea excited me and I couldn't wait to get home and tell ....... WHO?? Shit I was SINGLE!!!!
Joe had assumed I wasn't and I knew the rules so I didn't mention otherwise.
I couldn't get the upcoming weekend off my mind since this would the first Sat. of Nov. I realized rule #1 was no singles or unmarried couples at these exclusive parties.
Sharon had been the secretary for our company for over a year and we'd balled more than a few times. It was out of pure sexual pleasure since neither of us wanted a committed relationship. We were in our mid 20's and enjoyed having our freedoms. Sharon possessed a well rounded ass and her rather large firm ripe titties would have driven any man crazy. Her long auburn hair matched her thick bush and every man inside the office knew from some of the pantiless sexy outfits she'd worn.
This long legged shapely beauty loved sex which made her the perfect candidate for the role I had in mind for her.
After turning in my sales report to her that day I leaned over running my hand up Sharon's short skirt giving her soft silky thigh a squeeze. She pretended to blush as she squeezed her legs together lodging my hand between her soft thighs. Since this must have been panty day I squeezed her puffy crotch feeling the dampness already building. We were interrupted by another of the company's salesman coming in with his daily report.
"DO WHAT???" she stammered later in the hallway after I'd told her of my little scheme. "You want me to be your slutty wife for one night while men paw all over me before I'd decide which one's I'd screw? You'd want to swap me out like a piece of meat for another man's wife?? ARE YOU TEASING WITH ME JIM??"
"You'd best not be sweetie. I think it's a brilliant idea. When? Where? What should I wear?"
Somehow I knew she'd go along with the plan but I really wasn't expecting her to be that eager. I called Joe as soon as I walked into my apartment telling him everything was set with my "wife". I pretended she was reluctant at first, providing myself with a little ego. Joe gave me the directions to a posh hotel in a nearby town where their parties were held each month.
" 8 p.m. sharp. Suite 457. Casual dress accepted with most of the gals trying to outdo the others in their sexy outfits. Have dinner beforehand. The drinks are furnished and no condoms allowed." were my instructions.
Before hanging up ... Joe mentioned Betty had already asked about me. My juices were flowing at this point.
Saturday was only two days away though it seemed like a lifetime. I stopped at Service Merchandise the following day to pick up the $150.00 wedding rings that appeared to look more like the real $15,000.00 diamonds.
Since my route carried me out of town that Friday I didn't see Sharon again until Saturday. I was at her apartment 30 minutes earlier than I was expected that Saturday.
"Jim I'm nervous about this and maybe I was excited while looking at it as only a fantasy at the time" she murmured from the bedroom as I sat on the sofa waiting for her to finish dressing.