"Be at Ged and Melinda's house at 7:30 pm on the Friday. Men to dress smartly women to wear stockings and nothing else."
We both looked at the card that had been anonymously pushed through our door and burst out laughing. Just a month ago we would have been laughing at the thought of someone telling us what to wear, let alone that we'd been invited to a party were were expected to swap partners for an evening. Now we were laughing with giddy excitement at the thought of what was to come.
Just a month ago we had attended one of these parties. I had been somewhat maneuvered into going by my wife, Jayne. She had known exactly what would be expected. While I had only suspected. However, I couldn't be angry with her. After all I'd participated just like everyone else and enjoyed what I'd done.
I had been given our neighbour, Mark's wife, Sally for the evening and I'd enjoyed sex with her every bit as much as my Jayne had enjoyed being fucked by another of our neighbours, by the name of Ged. I didn't particularly like Ged. And at the time the thought of him with my wife had made my stomach churn. Yet when Jayne had returned all I wanted to hear about was what she and Ged had done.
Sally had told me that swapping would make Jayne and I stronger as a couple. At the time I'd thought that couldn't be so. But Sally had been right. Jayne and I now had a level of trust in each other, that went beyond what we had before we'd done this. We learned a valuable lesson. Love is love and sex is sex and you don't need no love someone to have sex with them. Good sex at that. And what we'd done with others had definitely enhanced our own sex life.
That isn't to say we had no fears about what lay ahead. After all we were still both very new at this. What we had agreed though was that whatever happened we face it and hopefully enjoy it together. Of course we teased one another about what might happen. After all if this went on long enough Jayne would sooner or later have to spend the night with Richard.
Richard was very much the organiser of the fun and games but he and his wife, Maggie were quite a bit older than everyone else. He was in his mid fifties and with Jayne just twenty seven, he was easily old enough to be her father and from what Sally had told me, his tastes ran towards the kinky. I did wonder how my pretty young wife would deal with that eventuality, should it happen.
She'd been teasing me for weeks that she was hoping to spend the night with Greg, who was her friend Wendy's husband. He was probably the best looking guy in the group, Although she told me with a teasing smile that Mark or Paul could be just as much fun. For my part I was now looking at my female neighbours in a whole new way. After all there was a good chance I'd be having sex with one of them very soon.
Wendy was the prize. Slim but with great boobs. She was quite strikingly pretty, blond with a peaches and cream completion. I wondered if she'd be as naughty in bed as Sally had been. I wouldn't have been disappointed to go another round with that little firecracker. Ged's wife, Melinda was something of an enigma. She was the most reserved of the wives. Dark haired, with big, innocent eyes a curvy figure that was all woman, She looked like still waters could run deep.
Jayne's other friend, Karen had been flirting with me virtually since we'd moved here. I wasn't flattered though. Karen flirted with everyone. She was a pretty woman, cute rather than beautiful. She had a filthy laugh and a sense of humor to match. While her husband Paul was you macho type. Full of manly bravado. He never took his eyes of Jayne when he was in her presence and I guessed he couldn't wait for his moment with her.
That evening Jayne showed me what she intended to wear for the next party. She had bought a short, black, wraparound dress and she was wearing it with black hold up stockings that had red lace at the top. The dress was so short that the cheeks of her bum were clearly visible as were the tops of her stockings. We ended up fucking like teenagers on the living room floor.
As we lay there afterwards in a post coital glow and I looked over at my wife, naked and beautiful.
"This whole thing really turns you on doesn't it?" I said.
She raised herself up on one elbow and looked at me for a moment before replying,
"Yes, it does. And I know it has the same effect on you to. I have to admit I love everything about it. The anticipation, the excitement."
"The sex?" I cut in.
"Well I like the sex, but that is just a small part of the whole package. I can't tell you the last time in my life I felt this alive!" She said, with genuine enthusiasm. I knew just what she meant and I agreed.
When the evening arrived we walked over to Melinda and Ged's house. Just walking towards it I was thinking that the last time Jayne had been here Ged had cum on her face. The very thought made my dick twitch. It was Ged who met us at the door. He gave me a firm handshake and then kissed Jayne on the cheek as he had a sneaky feel of her naked ass. Then we were shown into the lounge.
Everyone was there with the exception of Richard and Maggie. We exchanged handshakes and hugs. There was a lot of stocking top on show and it was exciting to know that none of the women was wearing any underwear. Sally gave me a huge hug and then looking at me sideways she asked,
"Are you feeling lucky tonight?"
"Anyone who gets you will be a lucky man." I said. And she smiled prettily at my ham fisted compliment.
The conversation died down as Richard and Maggie arrived. Although Maggie was in her mid fifties, she was dressed very provocatively in a short, black and very tight PVC dress that fitted like a second skin, with black thigh boots and stockings. She looked fantastic and her makeup and hair accentuated the almost dominatrix look that she had going on. Her look demanded attention even in a room filled with women much younger.
Pretty soon the party was proceeding much as the last one had. Almost like a normal house party. If you could avoid the amount of stocking top on show. I went to the kitchen for a drink and found myself talking with Richard. This was the first real conversation I'd had with him. We exchanged pleasantries and then he said,
"Jayne is looking very pretty tonight. Someone will be very lucky to get her company this evening."
By "company" of course he meant one of the men would be fucking her, perhaps even him. I thanked him and agreed and told him how good Maggie looked tonight.
"Yes she does scrub up well doesn't she? She's in a very naughty mood this evening too. I suspect someone will be in for a pegging this evening." He said, in a conspiratorial voice. I didn't want to seem naΓ―ve but I had to ask,
"What's a pegging?"
"Oh sorry, I thought you'd know. Maggie will sometimes wear a strap on cock and fuck a man's arse. When the mood takes her."
Well I was shocked. I think it showed too. As Richard changed the subject a little by asking about Jayne,