My wife, Cathy, and I have been married for over forty years and have had an open marriage for all of that time. We were careful about our activities while we were raising our daughter but still got away to an on site swing club once in a while. The club we went to was couples or single women only. We had made some good friends there as well as some fuck buddies.
Our daughter, Darlene, was to put it mildly a wild child. She was more interested in partying than school and 2.0 her way to graduation. She got married two months later, against everyone's advice.
Cathy and I started to go to the club more often and also had some parties at our house. We may have been in our mid forties but had taken care of ourselves and still had a very healthy sex drive.
Our daughter ended up divorcing her scum bag husband when she was twenty, and asked if she could come till she got back on her feet. The only upside was that they never had any kids so it was just her.
After she moved back in Cathy and I were pretty open about our lifestyle. No surprise she said she had figured that out a long time ago. So much for hiding something from your kids.
About three months after Darlene was back we had planed to go to a big summer party at the club. Most of our friends were going to be there. The party would be Saturday night. Friday afternoon Cathy called me to say she had to fly to Georgia on business, no choice. I told her ok we would let people know we had to miss the as I could not go alone.
When I got home Cathy was all packed and Darlene and I drove her to the airport. On the way we were talking about how much of a bummer this was. Darlene said how about if she went with me. That would solve the single guy thing. Cathy and I both said no! Darlene said why not, she was an adult and she said she liked sex as much as anyone. Not what you want to hear from your daughter.
She continued it was not as if she and I would be having sex, and she hadn't had any in a while as her husband was almost always zonked out on drugs and couldn't get it up. This was turning into way to much information. She also told us it would be a chance to see if she would like to go sometimes as a single.
We got to the airport and as I was getting Cathy's bag out I asked what she thought about Darlene's idea. She told me it felt a little strange but she would leave it to me. Darlene and I talked it over on the way home and decided to give it a try.
On our way to the club I told her I would just introduce her by name and as a friend. She was ok with that. I had taken a look at her before we left the house and for the first time I paid more attention to her as a woman. She was 5'4" and I knew for what Cathy had said she wore a 36C bra. Her abdomen was still flat as only the young can be without working at it. I had to admit she looked good in the short skirt and blouse she had chosen to wear. I also told her it was customary to wear a robe or some kind of lingerie in the public areas. You could go nude but most didn't.
We got to the club and after intros went our separate ways. We both ended up in the pool at a later time and it was the first time I had seen her nude in several years. She looked good but I am sure I was biased.
We only talked in general terms on the way home but she said it was great to be able to just have sex without all the games. She also told me she be going back even if it was by herself.
Two months later Darlene got her finances in order and moved out to her own place. She started dating a nice guy and she never brought up going to the club as she said he was a straight arrow type. They got married a year later and moved to Oklahoma.
That was 1990. Now we are going to fast forward to the present.
Cathy and I have both retired and are very happy about. There are several ladies groups she is active in. I now play poker and have been pretty successively at it. We still have our house in Southern California and I bought a condo in Las Vegas with a wonderful view of the strip.
Every year from late May to the first part of July the World Series of Poker (WSOP) runs in Vegas. Cathy knows I will be there. She doesn't spend the whole time there as my days are long and I don't take much time off.
This year we got an invitation from her family in England to come over for a wedding and "holiday", British for vacation. After some discussion she decided to go. She would fly over the middle of May.
I got her on the plane and settled myself in Vegas. I always like to get to town a few days early to prepare my self for the grind.
I got a call from Darlene. She just wanted to talk as she was down in the dumps. Her husband had been killed in a car accident three months back.
I asked her if she wanted to come to Vegas for a getaway. We could do some shows and good food. I had those few days to kill anyway. She said ok and I told she could pick up her ticket at the airline counter.
I picked her up and after we got back to the condo I gave her a chance to unpack and we went to get something to eat.
I told her I wanted to make her vacation special. We went shopping for a new wardrobe. She had taken care of her self over the years and the only weight she put on had made her look better.
We started from the skin out. I told her not to worry about money as my poker had given me a very good bankroll. I also said that since I was paying I had some say about what she would wear.
We got her new lingerie and I was surprised to find she now wore a 36DD bra. The way she was dressed when I picked her up it wasn't apparent. We did not get her any pantyhose but garter belt and stockings.
I also helped her pick out some new dresses and all of them showed off her bust. Since she was shorter than anyone else in the family she had always worn shoes with some heel. We got her six new pairs of shoes. All had at least 4" heels.
While she was getting her self ready to go out I called Delmonico's at the Venetian and got us a table. I also got tickets for the late show of Phantom. Knowing who to talk to and what palms to cross in Vegas can get you almost anything.
While I was doing this Darlene primped. She came out of the bedroom and I was stunned. She had decided to wear a dark blue dress we had bought. It was cut low enough that her tits looked like they might pop out if she moved wrong. The hem was high enough that she needed to be careful when she sat down or the tops of her stockings would show.
I also had her set up for a full spa day at Bellagio the next day so tonight she had to do her own hair and makeup. She had done very well and she looked good. No not good, GREAT!
I had also arranged for a limo from the Venetian to pick us up. It was waiting for us downstairs and when the driver opened the door he was very defiantly staring at her. As we walked thru the casino to the restaurant I saw more than one man turn to look at her.
We had cocktails before supper, wine with the food. With some time to kill before the show we went to the casino. She played some roulette and craps and of course more drinks.
After the show we stopped at the Laguna Champagne Bar. After maybe more champagne than we should have we made our way back to the limo. She was holding on to me pretty tight as she was a little unsteady.
In the limo she thanked me for the night and turned to give me quick kiss. I am sure the alcohol was to blame but the kiss became more than just a quick peck. I put my arms around her and pulled her to me. She molded herself to me and very soon our tongues were intertwined and the kiss was becoming very passionate. Without thinking I moved my hand to caress her breast. She pressed herself as close to me as possible. With Vegas traffic it took a little while to get back to the condo.