A little background, first. My wife Ana and I have been married for over ten years and have two small children. Our sex life was average, until just recently. A few months ago, I finally confessed my fantasies to her, and found that by talking about them our sex sessions were much more passionate. To be honest, I didn't know if she was just going along with the fantasy stuff for my sake or if she truly got into it.
In any event, we occasionally had our fantasy nights, when we'd talk about inviting another man, woman or couple into our lovemaking sessions. I talked to Ana about pursuing one of our fantasies, but she said that it would make her feel as though she were cheating, even if I was there and she had my full consent. This was the one time that her loyalty to me worked against me!
As time passed, I couldn't stop thinking about the possibility of taking action. I really wanted to share Ana with another person/couple. I wanted to see Ana in a state of pure erotic pleasure. I wanted to see her having fun, just for the sake of having fun. But, I didn't know how to take the next step. Then, Ana went out of town and I found myself with a lot of time on my hands. I began surfing the net for info on swinging, etc. and stumbled across an ad for a club in our area. It sounded like the perfect intro. The ad described the club as a laid back place for couples to meet, and stressed the fact that "no" meant "no." The seed planted, I schemed for Ana's return.
Four weeks after Ana had returned, my sister came to visit. She suggested that Ana and I go out one night while she watched the kids. I jumped at the chance! It was a Saturday night, and I remembered from the club's advertisement that Saturday was couples night. Tonight was my chance!
As we were dressing to go out, I asked Ana to wear something sexy under her dress, or to forgo wearing panties altogether. She had done this for me before, so I didn't expect it to be a problem. She chose to go with no panties, which was what I was hoping she'd opt for. Once dressed, we left for a local Italian restaurant. At the restaurant, we were seated near the open kitchen where we could see the cooks preparing the food. Ana had a mischievous look in her eye, tonight.
Occasionally, Ana would drop something on the floor & ask me to pick it up. Whenever I did, she would bless me with the sight of her open legs, and a view right up to her shaven pussy. Nothing turned me on as much as when Ana got playful. After we finished dinner, and before we ordered dessert, I noticed that Ana was trying to catch my eye. As soon as I would look at her though, she would look away and lean back slightly. It took me a couple of minutes to figure it out, but I finally realized that she was trying to get me to watch what she was doing for someone else! The next time she tried to catch my eye, I scooted over a bit sideways in my chair and followed her gaze out of the corner of my eye.
What I saw was electric! Ana was leaning back and spreading her legs for the cook in the open kitchen. What made it even better was that he seemed to be a bit shy, and was trying to appear as though he was not looking. He wasn't doing a great job at concealing his interest though, and I'm sure that not all of the sweat on his brow was from the ovens...
Watching my wife drive another man crazy was a total turn-on! With the hard-on I had tight then, I wasn't sure how I'd ever be able to walk through the restaurant to leave! Until this night, Ana had always been pretty shy, mostly reserved, and definitely not shown any desire for exhibitionism towards anyone other than myself. I liked the recent turn of events, and wanted to keep things going in this direction! I quickly paid the bill, hoping to keep the fire going.
In the car, Ana asked where we were going next, or if we were going to call it a night. I think she kind of wanted to go home, because she had a horny look in her eye. I leaned over to her and kissed her just under and behind her right ear. I told her that I had heard about a club that I wanted to check out, but didn't tell her what kind of club it was. I figured that I'd tell her when we got nearby, to give her a chance to wiggle out of it if she felt too uncomfortable.
When we were a few minutes from the club, I spilled the beans. I told her that it was a club for swingers, but that we didn't have to do anything. Supposedly, the club was okay with newcomers that wanted to start slow, and even allowed watching. At first she was hesitant, but not very forceful in her protests. Since we had already voiced our mutual fantasies about swinging, there was no question about whether we were curious or not. We were. But were we ready to turn fantasy to reality? I definitely sensed curiosity in her voice and body language, so I turned into the club's parking lot.
After parking the car, I turned toward her and asked her to listen very carefully. I told her that her pleasure and happiness were my primary concerns. I told her that I thought that this was something that might be fun to experience, even if we didn't do anything beyond hanging out inside. I also told her that if she felt uncomfortable at any point, that we would leave immediately. The last thing I wanted was for her to feel uncomfortable! After having said my piece, she smiled a sly grin and said, "Let's try it."
After paying a membership fee and donation, we entered a large converted residence. The dΓ©cor was tastefully erotic, with provocative art on the walls. After walking through the foyer, we entered a large living room. There were four or five couples chatting there, and one woman was even wearing lingerie! As soon as we sat down on one of the sofas, an attractive woman approached and introduced herself as Jessica. She asked if we were new to the club. When we confirmed that we were, she suggested that she and her husband give us a tour, to make us feel a bit more comfortable. I immediately agreed, and got a nod of agreement from. Jessica excused herself to get her husband Tom, and walked down one of the halls.
When Jessica was out of earshot, my wife asked me what was going to happen next. I assured her that I had absolutely no clue, and reminded her that if she felt uncomfortable at any point that we'd leave. She told me she was okay so far, since we were just looking around, so we waited for Jessica to come back. When Jessica returned, she introduced us to her husband Tom. After a few minutes of chit chat, I was glad to find that he seemed like a nice enough guy. Jessica then suggested that we begin the tour.