Adventures in Swinging

Chelsea spent the next two hours trying on different outfits that tempted and tantalized the eye. Having Darren there helping her pick out the outfits was fun, knowing the clothes were for someone else's eyes. Her heart raced in her chest like a teenager on too many energy drinks. She couldn't help it. She was excited. This was something she had fantasized about for longer than Darren and she had been talking about it. She had wanted it since college. She wanted to be able to sleep with whoever she wanted and yet, still come home to the same man who would own her heart. She wanted to be shared and wanted Darren to be shared. It would definitely liven up their vacations.She wasn't worried about jealousies, at least not from her end. She had been in this type of relationship in college, and it never phased her. She loved having sex and the way it made her body feel and watching her partner being satisfied was the lube that made the experience all slide together. Darren, on the other han

She glanced behind her to where she knew Darren sat in the living room watching some crime drama on TV. I know exactly how to release some of this energy, she thought with a mischievous grin. Pushing herself away from the desk, she went to disrupt her husband's relaxation.As expected, Darren sat in his recliner, beer on the end table beside him as Criminal Minds droned on in front of him. She didn't slow as she approached him, pushing the recliner down with her foot when she reached him. She needed this release, their little tryst at the mall only stirring up her fantasies instead of cooling the pooling heat between her legs. He glanced up at her, one eyebrow arched as she lowered herself to her knees in front of him. "I hope you weren't really watching that," she said as she reached for the button on his pants."Even if I were, I'm sure with that smirk on your face, I'm going to much prefer watching you." His dark eyes twinkled as she unzipped his pants, reached in, and pulled out hi

Once they had made the greeting rounds, Aggie led them to the bar where they could order drinks. Darren was disappointed the place only served beer and pre-made drinks in a bottle. He sorely needed a whiskey. He knew he should have gone with his gut instinct outside and just driven them home. He could tell by the look on his wife's face that she hadn't a clue as to what she had gotten them into and was just winging it. Her winging it was scaring the hell out of him. People vanished from places like this, never to be seen or heard from again, and that wasn't just the Criminal Minds show screaming the warning at him, either. He knew Chelsea was desperate to start this new adventure, but he didn't think she was this desperate."Coors Lite, please," he said to the bartender and then gestured for Chelsea to order."Mike's Hard Lemonade.""So, your maiden voyage, huh?" Aggie said, sticking to the two of them like glue. "I'm glad you chose us to be your first venture out. This is just a meet

"Here you go," the bartender said as he set two glasses in front of them––a whiskey sour and a rum runner. "Thank you. Keep the tab open, please." Darren handed Chelsea her drink with a napkin wrapped around it and then picked his up, stirred it, and took a tentative sip. When he nodded, she knew it was made fresh and not with mixers. "Shall we?" He gestured for her to lead the way.With a deep breath, she slid off the barstool and started the walk toward her first adventure. She was excited and nervous, and it made her hands clammy. This was so much more than flirtatious bantering back and forth on some site or checking out a man's ass in a bar, wishing she had the guts to walk up and squeeze it. This was a prelude to sex. Nothing but sex. Perhaps if it was more, she wouldn't be so nervous.She felt Darren's hand on her elbow as he escorted her across the deck, and just that simple touch helped to steady her nerves.As they approached where the other couple sat, Darren led them to th

Darren didn't realize how much it would turn him on to watch his wife with another man, but seeing Chelsea go down on Brian's manhood made his own harder than it had ever been. His breath caught in his throat as Rachel gripped his balls, massaging them as she bobbed her head up and down on his shaft. He heard Chelsea groan, and it brought a moan out of him. As she turned all of her attention to Brian, he accorded Rachel the same attention, slipping his hand down to her head.As soon as Brian started stripping Chelsea, Rachel began to unbutton Darren's shirt, ignoring her husband for the lover she was about to enjoy. The whole experience was surreal, being in the same room, touching another woman, while his wife was standing just out of arm's reach being stripped by another man. Darren turned his attention back to Rachel, who had finished unbuttoning his shirt and was stripping out of her own clothes. She wiggled her eyebrows at him as she tossed her clothes to the dresser one piece at