A few weeks after our first experience with Lance and Stephanie, I got a phone call from Lance. He told me that he and Stephanie were having a small get together with some friends and was wondering if Dana and I would like to come. I could tell just by the tone of his voice exactly what he meant by get together.
"Who else is going to be there?" I asked.
"Just a few other couples," he answered. "Should be a fun group."
"I'll have to check with Dana," I told him. "Sounds good to me though."
"Already taken care of," he replied. "I called your house first and Dana answered.
"All right then, I guess we'll be there," I answered.
"Can't wait, see you then." Lance said, and then hung up.
I called Dana immediately and I could hear the excitement in her voice immediately.
The fortunate thing was that the party was the next day, so we wouldn't have to wait very long. Lance had told Dana that we should dress casually which was a relief. I was a little nervous about meeting the others that would be there. The comfort level that we had last time with Lance and Stephanie wouldn't be there this time since we'd never met any of the others before. I wore a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and loafers. Dana too wore jeans as well as a tank top covered by an unbuttoned blouse and and a pair of black slip-ons. Her face and hair were done up immaculately. For dressing casually, she looked damn good!
Once we left, we couldn't get there fast enough. Lance and Stephanie live only a few miles away, which is very convenient. Stephanie and Lance both greeted us at the door and welcomed us inside. Stephanie looked great once again. She was wearing a tank top again, a pair of dark blue jeans and brown shoes. Lance and I looked like twins as he had on a t-shirt and jeans as well. As they showed us into the living room, we were greeted by another couple. They were an older couple, probably in their mid-forties. Stephanie introduced us to Bill and Sandra. Bill was the burly type, about six feet tall and muscular with slightly graying dark hair. Sandra had a few extra pounds on her, but a beautiful face. She was about the same height as the other girls; about five foot seven and maybe 180 pounds. She had a large chest and wore a simple button down blouse and black khaki-type slacks.
Stephanie poured us each a glass of wine and we sat down and got to know each other a little better.
"Alex, this is the couple I was telling you about," he told me. "They introduced us to swinging."
We sat around for about another twenty minutes, then the doorbell rang.
"That should be Ray and Lisa," Stephanie said, as she rose to answer the door.
I looked up as they entered the living room to see that they were an interracial couple. Ray was black and Amy was white. They were both attractive people, in their own way. They appeared to be about our age, maybe a couple of years older, but no more than that. Ray had a similar build to Bill, about the same height and muscular. Ray had a shaved head and was firmer in the mid-section than Bill who had a slight case of middle-aged spread. Once again, Amy was about the same height as the other girls, but she had a much different build. She was very slender, but very athletic. She appeared to have small breasts and big shoulders with a tight little ass on her that made me drool. She had a similar hairstyle to Dana's; shoulder length, curly, dark brown. She was a very cute woman.
Once we exchanged pleasantries, Stephanie ushered all of us downstairs to the basement. I was a little uncomfortable, since the other six all knew each other, probably quite intimately, and I sensed that Dana was too, though she is much more of the out-going type than me. I think we were both a little startled when we reached the basement. We had been there many times before, but it had never quite looked like this. There were two large beds, queen or maybe even king, that had never been there before, as well as the usual couch, loveseat, and recliner, as well as a pool table, bar, and big screen television.
"Just make yourselves comfortable," Stephanie announced. Lance headed to the bar and cracked open a few bottles of wine and champagne. The liquor was flowing very freely as we sat around and talked. Dana and I were both quiet at first, but everyone else was so friendly that soon we were sharing our life stories. The conversation started out innocently enough, but inevitable changed to sex. Of course, the atmosphere lent itself to that kind of conversation. Lance was sitting on the edge of one of the beds with Stephanie's head resting on his lap. Bill and Sandra were on the couch; Dana and I were on the loveseat, and Ray was sitting in the recliner with Amy at his feet on the floor leaning back against the chair.
As I said, everyone was extremely friendly, and the conversation was incredibly hot. I could feel Dana squirming next to me on the loveseat and I knew she was getting very worked up. Amy was very talkative. I think we had her complete sexual history, including every detail. Bill and Sandra had quite a few stories to share, and I was finding myself becoming very attracted to Sandra even though, I never thought I would have. I've never really found myself all that attracted to older women, but there was something very sensual about her that I was finding very appealing.
I was just beginning to find myself getting anxious to move things along, when my darling Dana spoke up. "I don't know about the rest of you, "she exclaimed, "but I think I'm starting to get drunk."