Dead Swinger Part 10

I'm lying on my side, comfy cozy snuggling under the covers; Grant is spooning me; he gently tucks my hair behind my ear nibbles my earlobe and whispers softly,

"Stay in bed, I'll get a coffee on my way to the office."

I turn to him, "I don't want to stay in bed without you."

He kisses me tenderly, "I know but I stayed late yesterday, I must get to work." He stands, blows me a kiss and exits.

I hug my pillow, consider getting the long dong, the two headed double dildo.

{Hmmm, it would fill both my holes decently.}

I fondle myself a bit and then recall Grant's permission to investigate the swing club with Ester.

I excitedly throw back the covers; I grab my phone and text Ester; I don't get an immediate response so text Simone; again, no response, so I shower.

I have chosen the sexiest dress I own. I brush out my long wavy locks, I rarely leave my hair loose, for work I always put it in a pony or a bun; I decide on lip gloss, no other make up. I twist from side to side, checking my reflection in the dressing mirror; I smile, pleased with my sexy self. I wink and at that moment my cell chimes.

I read my text replies, I have an appointment with Ester for coffee at 9:45, and lunch with Simone at 12.

I have an extra bounce in my step as I head for my Jeep, happy about my plans for today, I I know they're both gonna try and seduce me; they'll be tough to resist but I have to be adamant, I promised Grant.

I begin my day browsing the sex store, wanting to buy, another lingerie outfit to tease Grant tonight. I take my time wandering, I'm admiring a set of remote-controlled vibrating eggs, my twat twinges with anticipation. Next, I'm inspecting various anal items, I ponder getting another tapered plug when I notice several sets of beads, after envisioning their individual unique function, I decide on a set of 8 balls, the smallest is about 3/4" increasing in size up to about 2".

Realizing the time, I quickly pay for the items.

On route for coffee, I can't get my mind off the toys I just bought.

I'm quite horny when I enter the coffee shop; Ester is already seated. I see several eyes checking me out as I stroll to the counter, as I'm wearing my hip hugging loosely crocheted mini dress that shows peeking glimpses of bare skin. It appears see-through, and most women would wear a slip, but it does cover everything, well almost, my darker areoles are quite noticeable.

{I relish the staring, the attention makes me feel even sexier, maybe I'm an exhibitionist; I certainly got extra excited performing for Grant.}

"Damn Teresa, you're hot, you're definitely not in detective mode."

"Ester, I feel so sexy these days, I can't believe how much of a prude I was before Jocelyn's homicide." I take a sip. "The investigation, meeting your club members, awakened my desires and fantasies. Mostly, Simone and Marg. My enkindled libido has also ignited Grant, my husband, he's become an insatiable animal. We've discovered so much; yet he is still a bit reluctant about swinging. I'm gung-ho ready." I lean forward and barely above a whisper. "Bring on the lewd, lascivious lesbians, and the sexy, solid shafts, the spankings, and everything erotic that's out there." I wave my arms above my head in a swaying dance gesture. "Yeehaw, I'm ready willing and wanting. I'm craving to fulfilling fantastic fantasies." I sit back take another drink.

"Well, Teresa we'd be a better group with you participating, you're gorgeous and everyone in the group is respectful." She gazes at me; "What are the concerns, you alluded to?"

"What are the requirements, expectations, can we attend and not participate?"

"Oh, good questions." She takes my hand. "Trust me if you attend, you'll participate, the air gets sexually charged, and it's extremely hard to resist."

I state, "Ya, watching others is very stimulating, I took a friend home with the intention of a threesome, Grant was reluctant, yet after seeing us arousing each other, he succumbed and enjoyed the encounter." I looked around, took another gulp and asked, "how do we start?

"You need to show in writing you're both STD free. We post all parties on our website, generally every weekend someone is hosting an event. You choose which to attend or pass on, I list if limited space, and then it's first come first serve." She rubs the back of my hand. " As for how to start, we set up an initiation party, where you'll be the guest of honor, given special attention and treatment." She winks, lets go of my hand and finishes her coffee. "Oh, we also have 3 multi club events a year. Our club is hosting an event next month at the Empire, there will be approximately 100 swingers attending, we have mingling sessions, challenges, organized events. We book the pool area, with security for a private party Saturday noon to Sunday noon, which generally turns into a huge orgy, lasting through to Sunday."

I reiterate, "Ok, so we can't attend without participating?"

"It's not a rule, so I'll permit you a one-time pass, as long as it isn't a restricted number party; but I know you will participate."

"That's all for now, Grant and I want to discuss this tonight I'll likely contact you soon." I give her a warm smile as I stand to leave. We hug and part ways.

As I am leaving, I am stopped by an attractive middle-aged couple. I noticed them previously, not so discreetly checking me out. They candidly proposition me for a threesome; I was stunned at their boldness; I was gracious and thanked them for the offer and left.

{Damn, that was arousing, I thought it would be Ester that I'd have to reject. I had a fleeting fantasy of us, if I'd accepted.}

I have an hour before lunch with Simone, I find a deserted alley, park between 2 old brick buildings; sitting in my jeep, I video chat with Grant; I tip the camera for him to watch me install the vibrating eggs. I of course tease him by playing with my labia and clit, sucking the wetness from my fingers. I turn up the vibes and open my legs, slowly, sensuously inserting several of the anal beads.

I ask Grant, "Can you hear the huummmmmm? I love these vibrating eggs; they're working frantically right now."

Grant replies, "How many orgasms are they warrantied for. I bet you could wear them out in a year, uh, maybe sooner."

"We'll find out, you may check them out tonight, I'll leave them in for you; I want to feel your cock in there with them."

He responds. "MMmm that's something to look forward to."

"Bye, I love you more every day." I turn my phone off, work the beads in and out my ass, rub my clit until I cum.

Text to Grant: Lunch with Simone, stop at Pot Shop and Wine store, I'll bring supper home. Any requests?

Reply: Yup, whip cream in a spray can, chocolate sauce,

Text to Grant: Oh, I like where this is going, I won't need a cucumber will I??? LOL. His reply: I love you more every day Sweety.

I'm early, I need to cool off, I feel like relaxing with some cold libations, so go to the restaurant where I'm meeting Simone, knowing it's licensed. I set the remote beside my phone after slowing the eggs to minimum, I slouch back and survey the other patrons.

I'm on my 3rd cocktail, a little buzzed as haven't eaten yet today; my bottom is feeling fine and dangerously horny from the jiggling eggs, when Simone arrives.

WOW, I quickly grab my phone and record her approach; she is seductively strutting towards me in a leopard print micro mini dress, that appears to be painted on; her bodacious boobs nearly spilling over the top edge, and super short; if she had pubic hair, or wore panties, I'm confident they would be visible from either front or back.

"Dayuum Simone, you make my twat twitch; you're so frikkin hot. I'm already horny and you show up looking to be ravished."

She leans over, intentionally pausing to allow me an adequate bosom view; then kisses my cheek, as her fingertips graze my right nipple.

"I have to restrain myself from being the perpetrator." I gasp, desperately wanting to run my fingers up her thigh to check if she's wet.

As she turns to sit, she teasingly lifts her hem to confirm my beliefs, her labia are unrestricted and yes, slick.

"No, you don't," She looks at me with her sultry eyes, "I'm expecting a lecherous, promiscuous day with you." She sits, twists to shift her knees under the table. "I've fantasized about us numerous times since we met. I believe you have as well." She smiles. "Did you enjoy the video I sent?"

"OH, Simone, that got us so horny we paused it twice and still haven't watched it all."

"I hoped it would want you to join us." She beckoned over a waitress with a hand gesture.

"I don't need any enticement, I'm ready to dive in the deep end, however my husband, is cautiously meandering to edge, afraid to dip his toe in, to test the water." I sigh and smile.

"Well, why not a secret lesbian liaison."

"No, I couldn't, my guilt would betray me, I'll be patient, he's coming around; he allowed me to meet with Ester today to get more info about joining the club." I finish my drink as the waitress arrives. "I think he'll agree tonight." I nod.

We both order cocktails. Simone opens her clutch and sets her bank card on the table.

"So, we're not hooking up today?" I purse my lips and wiggle my head sideways.

"Sadly no." I stick my bottom lip out feigning a big pout.

"What's this?" Simone chuckles and grabs the remote, cranking it to high. I moan and roll my eyes at the sudden increase of sensations in my vajaja.

"I've never tried anything like this, I just put them in an hour ago, I was playing with the intensity, keeping myself on the verge, I turned it down when I arrived."

I slouch down further, I gasp.

"Oh, fuck Simone, I'm going to CUUUMMMM," I open my legs and sigh as the pleasurable rush happens, I bite my lower lip, peer at Simone knowing my face is contorted as my body trembles. She turns it down, as the waitress delivers our cocktails, "Are you ready to order?" She asks.

I force a smile and sit up.

"Oh, I know what I want." Simone looks at me and speeds up the vibes. I inhale loudly, quiver another unexpected orgasm and I emit an embarrassing gasp.

"And you ma'am?" She looks at me with a curious expression.

"Oh, uuhhh, uunngghh, give me uuuunnnngh" I close my eyes and bow my head my legs shuddering, waiting for the intensity of the current climax to pass.

"Ahhh uuhhh minute please." Simone chuckles as the waitress looks perplexed and leaves.

"Geez, Simone that was cruel, give me that remote."

"No, this is too much fun," She plays the complete range of speeds.

"Simone, please; enough."

She does turn them off and set the remote by my phone.

"Ok, let's have lunch." I signal the waitress, and we order.

"How about we have you and Grant over for a BBQ and we'll push him in the proverbial pool." She says before finishing her drink.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Well, you had your partner over, and things went well sexually, that wasn't preplanned; but he succumbed and joined; you said he enjoyed it." She continues.

"We'll have you to our place, with the pretense of only a BBQ. You mentioned he's somewhat of a voyeur, Deshawn and I can be very persuasive with promiscuity. The possibility of some eroticism may spark him, but it'll be his decision." I nod my head pondering the possibilities, recalling our threesome with Mel.

"He does enjoy watching; he got extremely turned-on watching you guys in the vids; I know he's interested in meeting you. Yes, I'm confident that would work."

"You could lead him to watch us in some sexual activity." She says seductively wiggling her eyebrows.

"Yes, I think that would work, he didn't resist Mel once we began kissing." I nod approvingly.

We're finished, the waitress returns.

"Can I get you anything else, a dessert maybe?"

"Nothing for me thanks." I respond. I feel the eggs vibrating again as Simone grins at me, I didn't notice her get the remote.

"I'd like dessert, but my friend here has turned me down." Simone licks her lips staring at the young girl. "How about you, sweety, you look delicious, do you get the sexual gratification you deserve?" Simone runs her index finger along the gal's arm. "I'm always looking to satisfy sexy sylphs." She reaches around and squeezes her butt cheek.

"Uhh, whatever are you implying?" The waitress stammers.

{'I giggle inside, knowing she can't be that naive. Simone's fingers are squeezing her ass; really.'}

That's my signal, I covertly start recording.

Simone doesn't remove her hand. "I like sex with attractive women; I'd like to sexually pleasure you. I'm very talented and extremely horny right now, as I intended to have an afternoon of carnal action with Teresa." Simone stands up, close behind the girl, she wraps her arms around, right hand on her vulva, left squeezing her tit. She whispers, "SEX, salacious sex, you and me, having several orgasms." both hands active and she nibbles her earlobe. No way she can't be getting aroused, if she wasn't interested, she'd have run by now.

Simone licks her neck; I look around thinking patrons must be staring; nobody seems to notice.

"I think you're extremely sexy; do you find me sexy?" Simone whispers, I see her tongue flick the girl's earlobe, her fingers are distinctly massaging her clit. I'm astounded, at the bold, carnal action publicly being displayed.

"You're stunning." She murmurs.

"You ever have a talented older woman satisfy your fantasies?" Simone's hands squeezing her tit, fingertips wiggling in her crotch.

"Uh, no, but I have to work." She is obviously aroused at the offer. Simone removes her hands, knowing her goal's achieved, she is hovering behind, her hot breath on her neck, not touching her but definitely still seducing her.

"Go, tell the boss you're feeling ill, I'll compensate your salary, and a generous bonus." Simone runs her hands up the waitress's sides to cup her tits and nibbles her neck.

"You want it, I want it, were both adults, let's have a salacious sex filled afternoon." The waitress closes her eyes, and her body noticeably weakens, her head rests on Simones's shoulder, Simone speaks softly in her ear.

"Your knees weakened, your pussy is wet, don't fight your desires, say yes."

She turns to Simone.

"Yes." She coos, her eyes glazed. "Will you drive me back here for my car after."

"Yes, or I'll get you an uber, hurry, go tell your boss, I'm taking you home." She scurries away.

Simone leans on the table, flaunting her enormous bosom.

"You sure you won't join us? It's gonna be freaky."

"Oh, you know I want to, but I can't, I promised Grant I wouldn't." I widen my eyes. "Simone, be sure she's 18 before you enter your house."

"Ok, I will; I got the bill; I'll text you about a BBQ. Have a great day. Oh, this encounter won't be recorded, you'll have to use your imagination, you're missing out on a great afternoon. Wanna bet she spends the night for a threesome once she sees DeShawn's big black bat."

I sit in my Jeep, excited from what just happened; yet frustrated, imagining the waitress going down on Simone instead of me; I so want to be with them. I run my fingers over my nipples, turn up the vibes in my twat and run my fingers along my wet lips. DAMN, I don't want to masturbate, I turn off the vibes. I'm realize I'm slightly inebriated, and decide to drive to my old watering hole, a cop bar, where the blue go after shift.

18

I'm sitting alone in a corner booth, nursing my second cocktail, my mind thinking about a BBQ at Ambila's, and what might transpire.

"TA REE SAAA; earth to Teresa, you there?" I look up to see Gene holding a drink; one of my former ride-along partners, when I was in a squad car.

"Hey Gene, how are ya." I gestured for him to sit.

"I thought I needed back-up, and start CPR, you were in a deep trance, I called your name 3 times."

"Really, wow, well I got a big decision brewing." I smile nodding.

"Well, Teresa, I'm no psychiatrist but I got a friendly ear if you want to bounce some ideas. We always shared so well when we were partnered."

"Sure, why not, have a seat." I wave for a round.

"If I spill all, it's stays between us, complete discretion, right?" I wait, he nods. "I'm apprehensive to share. Because if not; several people could be hurt."

"Teresa, we had many heart to hearts when we rode together; I've always had your back; in fact, I have always had a crush on you." He peers at me weighing my reaction. I was aware, but Grant was my only man. I show no emotion, but smile. Teresa, you're sexy, smart, caring, friendly; but I respected your marriage, and you weren't interested; you made it clear you wouldn't stray." He drained his beer, waved the bottle to the waitress, I lifted my glass as well.

"Well Gene that's the crossroad dilemma I'm dealing with today." I down mine.

"You hear about the sex club homicide?"

"Yeah, a sexy young girl in bondage mistakenly drugged instead of some guy's wife." He speaks.

"Well, that was my case, Gene, you know, I married as a virgin, we were happy, contented and doing well." I pay for the drinks.

"Interviewing the people attending that sex party; ignited my libido, awakened me sexually." I take a sip. "Common couples acting out sex fantasies with others, then returning to their marriage partners. I discovered how happy they were; they had wild, lustful sex and went home stronger in their relationship." I pause, accenting my sentiment. "I felt I was missing out on so much pleasure." I sigh and continue.

"Cap matched me with a new partner on that case, an alluring, sexy, gal."

I take a slow sip, ponder if i should divulge my emotions, and feelings.

{'What the hell, maybe it's the drinks, maybe I trust Gene.'}

"Well, we hit it off, and we end up in a threesome with Grant. It was awesome, we openly discussed it, and everyone was happy." I chug my drink.

"Especially us gals, I want more, so does she; sex for the sake of sex, no attachments, just getting off, fun, satisfaction with other people, in different ways."

I raise my eyebrows; the consumed alcohol is making it easier for me to share.

"I have many unfulfilled fantasies, and I desire to join that swinger's club. Willing to jump in headfirst, right in the deep end, but Grant is unsure, reluctant, worried it might cause problems in our relationship."

I lift my glass to Gene and drink again; wondering if I shared to much; but glad I did.

I swipe my phone and show him Simone seducing the waitress.

"This hot black woman was my lunch date; she has wanted to hook up with me since we met; I admit I would love too as well. She seduced the waitress, they're at her house, likely in bed right now having lewd, passionate sex.

I was invited to an afternoon of promiscuity with them, I reluctantly turned her down; and now I'm here having my umpteenth cocktail, wallowing in self-pity about my decision." I finish my cocktail and wave it above my head signaling for another.

Gene waits, assuring I'm done.

"Well first off, I'm glad you're considering expanding your sex life; if there's any glimmer of a chance, I hope I'm in line to hook up with you. That said, if you truly want my opinion, and not just venting I have some experience, in this matter?"

"I do want to hear your advice, thank you Gene, and if I do expand my sex partners; I'll pencil you into my dance card." I chuckle.

"Teresa, I was in a solid relationship, after 2 years of dating, and 2 years married, all monogamistic; then I screwed up. We were on opposite shifts, I finished at midnight she just started. We kissed in passing at the precinct. I stopped for a 6 pack on the way home; at the cashier was a knockout babe, her half-moons showing under her jean cut-offs, a crop top t-shirt, large boobs, long blonde hair. She reminded me of you. Peering at that luscious butt, I was fantasizing doing her doggy style, when she turned to smile at me. It was my ex-girlfriend from high school; we had a torrid, ardent, grad year, she went to college, I joined the force. Long story short, we ended up at my place. Barely inside the door we went at it, ripping off our clothes, lustful, passionate sex. Round 2 we were in bed, I was behind her, performing my previous fantasy, as she screamed an orgasm, the lights came on; my wife left hand recording with her phone, right hand on her unholstered sidearm. She never uttered a word; after her shift she packed my things." He downed his beer.