This is a separate story series about some people I have known all my life, and is not connected to any other stories.
I was sat in my friend's living room one Saturday afternoon, staring into my coffee in total shock and disbelief. I had absolutely no idea what to say, I don't think anything she could have said would have surprised me more. I looked up at her with a shocked look on my face and my jaw just about touching the floor, to see her looking, kind of hopefully, at me.
I had known Casey pretty much my whole life, we had been really good friends in our teens and had even dated for a while but we concluded we were better off as friends. That was a long time ago, we had both moved on and she was married now. We were close and didn't consider each other 'exes', just good friends. There was nothing romantic between us but I did still fantasise about her a lot. I think it was a combination of wanting what I couldn't have (typical) and her 'good girl' persona.
She had always been a bit naive and innocent, and didn't want to have sex until she was married. She was quite inexperienced, I knew she had had a few boyfriends and I suspected a few of them had got their hands in her knickers but I don't think it went much further than that. It was kind of adorable in a way, she never swore and didn't like to use dirty words so she was shy about mentioning sex and she referred to my penis as my 'thing'.
She seemed almost embarrassed for me to see her naked even though she had a killer body. She was tall and slim and didn't have an ounce of fat on her. She had long, dirty blond hair and tiny boobs, and a sweet, innocent face. When we were dating, we were restricted to fingering and hand jobs for a long time. I eventually convinced her to let me go down on her, which she admitted she loved, and she let me do it a few more times. Then, on just one occasion, after a party when we were both pretty drunk, she agreed to blow me. It wasn't really a blowjob, it was a hand job with a bit of licking but she was doing it for me so I appreciated it. She didn't have a problem with cum though and I remembered how we used to lay next to each other and she would wank my cock until my cum splashed all over her naked body.
Anyway, back to today, she had asked me over for coffee while her husband was at work. He was a nice guy but worked ridiculous hours so I hardly ever saw him, although neither did she by all accounts. It wasn't unusual for me to go round for a chat, I knew they were having a few problems because he was never at home and I figured she just wanted to talk, like normal. This time though she started talking about how she was fed up and all the usual stuff and then she just blurted out "I'm going crazy, we haven't been together in two months."
This was new, she had never discussed her sex life with me, even when we were dating she didn't really like to talk about physical stuff out loud. That wasn't even the part that shocked me though, what made my jaw drop was she went on to explain that her sister, Hannah, and Hannah's husband James, belonged to a swingers club and that they had been trying to talk her into going along with them. That alone was enough to make me choke on my coffee, Hannah, the girl I'd known since we were kids, was a swinger! Apparently, Casey had told Hannah that Dom almost never touched her these days and that she was starved of physical contact, and Hannah had suggested she come along to a swingers night to see what it was all about.
I couldn't believe my ears at this point, I sat there dumbfounded, trying to take in what I was being told. She went on to explain that she was considering going along and wanted my help. She quickly realised how that sounded and clarified that she didn't think anything could ever happen between us because we had a history and she didn't want to ruin our friendship. However, the swingers club (for obvious reasons) was couples only and she felt that I would be the best person to escort her. She reassured me that this was just to see what goes on, it's not like she planned on swinging, she just wanted a bit of excitement.
What happened next was a bit of a blur, I went through the rest of the day in a daze until I found myself in a car, accompanying Casey, Hannah, and James on their way to a party. I didn't even remember agreeing to this, I think it was such a shock to the system, I was having trouble processing what was happening. We pulled up at a huge mansion house in the country, not too far from the town where Casey and Hannah lived. It seemed to be a fairly smart affair, Casey was wearing dark trousers that hugged her tiny arse, and a dark blouse. Hannah had a short black dress on showing off her long smooth legs.
When we entered the house, we were greeted by a young woman who excitedly hugged Hannah and James, and then introduced herself as our host, Alison. She was younger than I expected, she looked to be in her mid-thirties. She was average height with a curvy figure and bright blonde hair, and was dressed in an expensive looking dark blue dress. She had a huge smile spread across her face as she told us she had been looking forward to meeting us and that Hannah had 'told her all about us'. I didn't know if I was being introduced as Casey's husband or what, so I just smiled and went along with it.
We got a drink and started to walk around and I estimated there were around thirty or forty people there, just drinking and chatting. It was odd, at that point it could have been any normal party, except for the fact that Casey was anxiously stuck at my side, not really sure what to do. There were plenty of very attractive women and some of the guys seemed cool too so I relaxed a bit and actually started to have a good time.
I had no idea how this whole thing was supposed to work but, as it turned out, there really wasn't any kind of structure to it, later in the evening, people just started getting a bit physical with each other, like teenagers hooking up at a party.
