I looked across the room at my husband, dressed in his costume; he played the part of a rogue so well. Swarthy, muscled and sexy the women were in awe of him. The yearly Swingers Masquerade Ball was another success. I watched David as he charmed the ladies and noticed he paid more attention to one in particular. She seemed to be an older woman, dressed in an elegant gown of satin and ribbons. Her hair dark, shining in curls, her upper face covered with an elegant mask. I felt a little underdressed in my barmaidās costume. David loved it as it dipped so low my breasts were always at risk of spilling out. The blouse had full sleeves and was tight around my ribs, a wide leather belt acted like a corset and my skirt was full, and I wore pure white stockings held with ribbon garters. Looking at him in conversation with the woman made me wonder what would happen later. I never knew what David had in store for us.
The night wore on with dancing and eating. Laughter could be heard through the ballroom as everyone was trying to figure out who everyone was, as we could not take our masks off. Everyone was playing the roles their costumes represented, changing their voices, and whatever it took to keep their identity a secret. It made it difficult to figure out who was who.
The clock struck midnight when David came to me and tugged on my hand, "Darling wife, please come and meet someone" he said. I followed him as he pulled me through the crowd. He brought me face to face with the elegant woman he was talking to. I felt like I needed to curtsy to this woman. She seemed so regal standing there in front of me.
"Megan, I want you to meet Lady Chatterly, her party name!" he said chuckling.
"I am pleased to meet you Lady," I replied. Taking both our arms he started walking us to the private rooms in the club. It was time for a surprise!
The rooms were ready for whatever we desired, candles lit and refreshments set on the tables; it was a swingerās dream come true. You could always find what you wanted. I felt a little nervous in the company of this woman and I could not understand why, we have swung for sometime now and usually didnāt feel so on edge.
David took my hand and pulled me close and whispered, "I like this woman, lets have some fun." He pushed me back and pulled my blouse down exposing my breasts. My bustier held them somewhat in place, I am quite endowed and the nipples peeked out enticingly. Lady C walked over to me and gently stroked my breasts, smiling softly. Untying the ribbons they tumbled out and her hands cupped them, warm against my breasts, I moaned softly.
David slowly removed my skirt, while Lady C leaned down and took my nipple in her mouth, stroking the other breast. The attention to my breasts made me damp, excited, knowing pleasure was just beginning. David tossed my skirt aside and went to the buttons of Lady Cās dress. Tiny buttons that went all the way to the curve of her ass. She continued her loving of my breasts and stopping only to let David remove her dress. Her corset was a deep wine color; trimmed with lace, for an older woman she had a beautiful body.