There was a hot tub at The Ranch. It wasn't operational every weekend that The Ranch was open. It was usually open on the big nights, New Year's, Mardi Gras, Cinco de Mayo, and Halloween. It was also open on some pretty slow nights as well. It had more to do with keeping it clean and more than anything else. With the warm water and lots of nude bodies there was a tendency for contamination so it was cleaned often and sometimes there wasn't time between weekends to always have it ready.
Amanda chose not to take advantage of it on the busy night, too many bodies increased the chance of some bacteria finding a nice warm moist environment to propagate. It was unusual then to be there on a "normal" night with the tub occupied.
One slow night we were there, the tub was turned on, the water was warm and it was unoccupied. We'd gotten there early to reserve a private room for later in the night and it appeared no one had been in the tub that night. We decided to climb in.
Next to the hot tub were some small lockers. It wasn't unusual to find clothes strewn about anywhere in the house so the lockers weren't for security. The lockers were there mostly to keep your clothes dry. Keep in mind this was a swingers house so it wasn't unusual to get undressed right there without going into some private space like a bathroom or locker room. Amanda and I stripped down, put our clothes in the lockers, and climbed into the tub. In some sense, this was one of the things that attracted me to The Ranch, the ability to just get undressed or be undressed regardless of who was around.
The water was a nice temperature and the jets were relaxing. Coupled with a few beers we were feeling no pain and pretty much open to just about anything. The water was hot enough to be comfortable but not too hot so you could stay in it for a while. We'd been in for about 20 minutes when another couple came over. They were somewhat younger than us, probably in their early 40s. They asked if they could join us, we said sure.
I didn't recognize the couple, so I figured they must be new to The Ranch. She seemed a little shy getting undressed. It was like she knew she shouldn't be shy but she still turned her back to us. She got undressed and quickly climbed into the tub. As she climbed in, I noticed she had a nice full bush. I was thinking that was why she was shy, most of the women at The Ranch (other than Amanda) were clean shaven.
Amanda gripped my hand as the husband climbed in, he was very well endowed. We talked for a bit then Amanda got up to go to the bathroom. She headed across the atrium, into the basement and into the bathroom totally naked. I knew that when she returned she'd be cold. Sure enough when she came back her nipples were puckered up and were sticking out. I'm not sure if that was her plan but it sure caught the attention of the couple in the tub with us.
When Amanda sat back down in the tub, she sat between me and the husband. She was closer to me than to him so it didn't seem to be out of line. She quickly sat down in the water where the water covered her shoulders to warm up. It didn't take long and she relaxed and sat up a light straighter which allowed the top of her boobs to appear above the water. She also squirmed around which brought her closer to him. It wasn't lost on the husband. He looked at his wife and she nodded, I guess giving him permission. He slid over a bit closer to Amanda as we carried on a meaningless conversation.
Every now and then the bubbles and the jets on the tub would stop and we'd have to reset the timer to turn them back on. Whenever they stopped I could see into the water and could tell that Amanda and the husband had busy hands. He clearly had a hand between her legs and Amanda was stroking his cock.
I'm not sure if the wife was aware of what was going on but realistically she shouldn't have been concerned since it was a swingers place.
I asked them what they were expecting coming to The Ranch, I was wondering who's idea it was. She said it was her idea, and they were just looking for a way to spice up their sex like life. Sounded like a pretty typical answer. All the while Amanda and the husband were keeping their hands busy under the water. Soon I could feel Amanda's leg pressed against mine. This could only mean that she was spreading her legs to give the husband better access. When a woman spreads her legs, there is no more sure sign that she's getting ready for sex. To me this is an extreme turn on. Not only is this a physical step to having sex, mentally it means the woman has succumbed to the circumstances and is inviting the other person to proceed. She has opened the path that ends in her getting fucked.
As Amanda and the husband continued to stimulate each other under the water, the wife and I continued to watch and make meaningless conversation. I had already asked what they, as a couple, expected at The Ranch, I now asked what she personally expected. She indicated that it was their first time there, it was their first foray into swinging and she'd expected they would just be observing this first night out.
I told her we'd been to The Ranch many times, and on our first visit we had the same expectations. I further stated that they had picked a good night to come. I explained that the big nights could be a little intimidating to a first time couple. I also stated that so far, their first night was more eventful than our first. On our first night a little flashing was all we accomplished. She was already sitting naked with some complete strangers and her husband was getting a handjob while finger fucking my wife! That was far more than could be expected on their first night. I said I hoped things weren't moving too fast for them. She admitted that watching her husband's activity was turning her on more than she expected but she was feeling a little anger at him. I said we could stop everything if she preferred. In my mind it was important for both parties in the relationship to be okay with the activities at The Ranch. She said let's just see.
While we were talking, she moved closer to me ostensibly so we could hear each other better over the sound of the jets on the tub. She ended up with her bare boob pressed up against my arm. I didn't complain. After a moment I pulled the old stretch out my arms and put one arm around her shoulders. She nestled in next to me now pressing her boob against the side of my chest. With my arm around her shoulders I slid my hand down over her other boob and gently squeezed and rubbed it. Her nipple immediately hardened up and pressed into my hand.
Amanda and the husband didn't even notice, they were too busy with each other. The wife was content with me playing with her boobs, she made no effort to reach for my cock, but we continued our conversation. I found they had been married for five years and they both felt their sex lives had gone downhill and they were hoping to rekindle it, and The Ranch was their first step. I commented that for anything to work, they both had to be on the same page. If she wasn't happy or at least willing to accept what he was doing, then they needed to try something else. I also told her that they both need to be comfortable with their own activities while swinging. Was she content just watching and allowing him to play, or was it important to her for her to play as well. She had to think about it.
To honor her hesitancy I chose to not to do anything more than just playing with her boobs. I didn't want to push her into something she wasn't ready for.
Before too long, Amanda whispered something into the husband's ear. He nodded his head and they both got up, climbed out of the hot tub, dried off a little with some towels that were there and then left wearing only the towels lightly wrapped around them. It was clear to me they were heading upstairs. I asked the wife if she was okay and she nodded her head somewhat hesitantly. I knew they were going to need to discuss this more after they got home.
I continued to talk to the wife with one or both of her boobs in my hands. They were smaller than Amanda's, but then most were, they still felt nice though. My educated guess was that they were a generous C cup which is more than a handful. They also seemed to jiggle and sway the way boobs should. Even without feeling them I was pretty sure they were natural and once I felt them I was certain.
I thought about getting my fingers tangled in the jungle between her legs but figured I needed some assurance that things were going okay with her before I proceeded to that. I really wanted her to be comfortable with her first night at The Ranch, not angry, not humiliated, not too embarrassed, and not disappointed. She'd let me know when and if she was ready for more. I really didn't want her to feel she had been manipulated or forced into anything.