Prologue
Emily glanced at me with a hint of reluctance and asked, "Do you still think it's a good idea?"
Despite her words, her smile conveyed a different message. We were getting ready for our much-anticipated special dance night.
Chapter 1
My name is George. Emily is my wife. We lead a mostly happy life together in our late 30s. We prioritize our careers, but we also try to nurture our relationship.
Emily is an exquisite woman. Her slender, beautiful face and big eyes captivated me 15 years ago, and her slim figure, perky breasts, and small but sensually round butt have remained unchanged throughout our marriage.
If you want to picture her, think of a porcelain-skinned, angel-faced beauty with a thin and slightly frightened-looking face framed by straight brown hair. Emily's airy gait and sophisticated style immediately catches the eye. Emily is elegant but reserved woman in public, and she tends to be shy also behind closed doors.
We live in the suburbs and in our precious but limited free time we like to go out to quality restaurants as well as dancing in our favorite clubs. Especially Emily enjoys dancing. I love it too, but I'm not up to her level. She always dresses very smartly, preferring black and white clothes, which accentuates to her airiness. She uses only light make-up.
In addition to her elegance, Emily is somewhat resigned, silent type who is not easily got enthusiastic but she is adaptable and can be easily convinced. She likes it when her partner is confident and firm.
Our sex life is satisfying, although we don't have much to compare it to since both Emily and I had limited sexual experience before our marriage. She can be passionate when the mood strikes, but unfortunately, it doesn't happen frequently, and I haven't been able to figure out the secret triggering it. Despite my efforts, the outcome always remained uncertain.
One thing I've tried more and more is telling different erotic stories to spice things up in bed, but their effects on my wife vary depending on her mood and the type of story I tell. I've found that involving a third person, whether male or female, often brings the desired result. Over time, we've developed our favorite stories, such as her watching me with another woman or me watching her with another man. Occasionally, I've cautiously suggested taking a small step toward turning one of our fantasies into a reality, but she always politely turned me down. I haven't been too serious about pursuing it, but I still found our conversations to be source of excitement.
Recently, I had a new idea and decided to introduce sex toys into our bedroom. Since I knew that my wife can be mainly aroused through her mind rather than her body, I didn't have high hopes for the toy. As a first step, I ordered a medium sized, realistic dildo with normal girth and 8.5 inches length. When the package arrived, I couldn't wait to open it and compare it to my own, precious tool. It turned out to be very similar to me in girth but definitely longer. My cock is slightly below average in length, about 5" and the additional 3.5" of the dildo was impressive. I was eagerly looking forward to introducing my new rubber friend to Emily, but unfortunately, she was just menstruating for a few more days. And as luck would have it, right after that, we had a busy and tiring period at work, which meant we had no energy to engage in sex for almost two weeks - something that happens to us from time to time.
When our life returned to normal, we finally had the chance to spend a romantic Saturday evening together. We decided to go out to an elegant restaurant. During dinner I couldn't wait to get into bed, and I was practically tearing off her clothes as soon as we returned home. She was just as aroused as I was.
I prepared for a long and satisfying lovemaking, however, due to our prolonged abstinence, I found myself unable to last long.
Unfortunately, we both are the "one sex a night" type of people. We enjoy a satisfying lovemaking session with a good orgasm followed by the pleasure of falling asleep together. We aren't interested in having multiple sexual encounters in one night. We tried it once or twice in our early years a little out of a sense of duty but we both found it difficult to reach a second orgasm. Knowing that I wouldn't be able to last long enough, my new toy came to my mind and it seemed like the perfect opportunity to introduce it to Emily. When I felt I can't hold it any more, I came into Emily's pussy without warning. She was surprised because normally I would ask her if she could also come or if I should somehow try to wait for her, but this time I didnt say a word. As surprised as she was, she was not angry at all, but asked me to finish the job with my hands. This was the moment when I grabbed the dildo and introduced it to her. She was not enthusiastic as she was never into the sex toys, but let me try to satisfy her with it. She started to enjoy my actions more than I expected and after a while she started to move her hips to try to get more and more of the dildo inside her. It was already deeper in than I ever could but her moans made it obvious that she wanted more. I slowly managed to work in all the 8 inches and to my bug astonishment she started to moan as never before, "Mmmmhhhmm, yessss, yesss!" She came almost immediately as the dildo slid in fully.
We didn't talk about it at all after this night, but when a week later I offered the toy again, she had no objection and the effect was very similar, a quick and intense orgasm.
From this point on, my stories involved more a more well-endowed man, which obviously excited her. The next time I raised the idea to translate anything from our stories into real life, the response was something other than the usual immediate rejection:
"What do you have in your mind?" Emily asked.
I was so surprised and unprepared that I chuckled and couldn't give a proper answer but rather I made some jokes and diverted the subject.
I was better prepared for the next occasion, although I wondered if she would raise the same question again, but I was lucky and she played it again.
"What do you have in your naughty mind?" she asked.
I collected all of my bravery and proposed to visit a swinger club for our next dance night. She was startled at first, but I explained that we would just visit, dance and watch around and maybe if we find it exciting we could use a private room for ourselves.
I didn't get an immediate answer and didn't want to push it any further. Some days later we were in bed when Emily asked, "Were you serious about visiting a swinger club?"
My heart skipped a beat but I answered without delay, "Oh, yes!"
Emily continued slowly, "I considered your proposal and I agree that it can do no harm if we go only dancing and look around. But if you are serious about it than I want to agree in a few rules in advance."
I was astonished, Emily didn't just agree to visit a swinger club but also thought about it seriously and considered the potential scenarios.
I pushed it further, "So what rules do you have in your mind?"
"I don't want to do anything else than in a normal dance club. Just have some drink, dance and look around, but nothing else," Emily replied
I felt I should push it even further, "Okay but this isn't a really clear rule. It is just our plan to have a good night. But what happens if either of us wants to dance with someone else?"
Emily pondered, "Let me consider... I think a dance or two does not hurt anyone. So, this is okay."
I was astonished again but I continued further.
"So, we set this as our first rule. We can dance with others," I stated.
Then I continued, "But after all, it is a swinger club, full with people who don't just want to dance. What about any kind of sexual activity, like a kiss, or a touch? What if someone touches your ass while dancing or wants even more?"
Emily smiled and answered slowly.
"If you feel that you would like to do any of the above with other than me, then..... I would say a definite no."
I was not surprised of the reply. My answer was very considerate.
"Okay honey. I accept second rule. However, please accept that my second rule towards you is different. I give my consent to you to have any form of intimate or sexual interaction with anybody -- man or women -- in the club with two conditions: First, no sex without condom. Second, you promise to tell me all details of your adventure afterwards."
Emily replied with a laugh, "Ohhh, honey, this is totally absurd and unnecessary, I already told you I don't want to do anything but dance and maybe have sex with you in that club. But all right, I accept your second rule."
"The rules are set and clear for both of us. We can concentrate on finding the right club a prepare for our night," I stated.
"Honey, finding a place is your task," she said and left me alone with my thoughts.
This conversation aroused me so much that I had a throbbing hard on. I immediately switched on my laptop and started to look for a decent swinger club.
I did some research, read the reviews and decided on a nice place on the other side of town. Based on the reviews, I had no doubt about their high level of discretion.
From the pictures, the place looked luxurious, with lots of rooms of different types. We had to separately register with nicknames, then I could book our night. I also decided to book a private room in advance, just in case. No normal room was available, but I was able to book a voyeur room. The club reassured me that it could be locked up properly if we were not voyeurs, and the room could be also used for sleeping at night.
Chapter 2.
The next Sunday evening we sat in the car, nervous but excited, and drove to the address.
Although my wife had repeatedly told me that the upcoming night would be a regular dance night, I couldn't help but notice that she had put in extra effort to prepare for the occasion. I noticed that she had meticulously groomed herself including a full shave of her private parts and had even purchased new underwear. I couldn't help but wonder if she had planned to.
My wife carefully selected one of her sexiest little black dresses for the evening and paired it with a pair of high heels. Although she tried to conceal her excitement, she looked absolutely stunning.
Upon arriving, we were warmly greeted, and my doubts were quickly dispelled as we took in the elegant surroundings. The club boasted a stylish bar with a unique ambiance, a dark dancing corner, and several jacuzzis of varying sizes. For those so inclined, a small casino offered roulette and other gambling activities.
Making our way to the second floor, we discovered several rooms where sexual activities could take place. Some were for couples, but others were larger and featured king-size beds or glass walls facing the corridor.
