Swing Time by Leetah

Swing Time by Leetah

Sandra gazed at her reflection in the mirror, smoothing out her elegant black dress. Despite her nerves, she appeared calm and collected. She wondered if she could maintain this facade or if she would falter. Examining herself, she was pleased with what she saw, even at her age. Her dark hair cascaded softly around her face with just a few silver strands. Her bright cobalt eyes and clear vision hadn’t diminished with time. Though her face was plain, she was still attractive. Despite having two children, she had kept her slim figure through regular physical activity. Applying lipstick and a spritz of cologne, she felt satisfied with her appearance as she turned to her husband, who was getting dressed nearby.

Sandra couldn’t help but smile at what she saw. For a man of forty-five, Bob was remarkably handsome, in her opinion. His blond hair was thick and wavy, his skin tan from working and playing outdoors, and his green eyes sparkled with good humor. He had maintained his shape as well, playing tennis and working in their garden alongside her every week. She watched the play of his muscles under his sport coat, and admired his tight ass, as she had when they had first met. He caught her smiling at him, and winked at her. “You look wonderful, Sweetheart.” His voice was warm, and his eyes glowed with his love for her.

“Thank you….you do too.”

“Now Sandy, you know we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. I know you’re unsure about it.”

“No, no…I’m fine….well, I will be. I at least want to see what all the fuss is about.”

“Well, just remember, we don’t have to do a thing. We can sit back and observe, or we can get involved. It’s entirely up to you, ok?”

Sandra nodded, and smiled at him again. She was trying to reassure both of them that she would be fine, but she wasn’t convinced yet. It did help for him to remind her that she did not have to do anything she didn’t wish to. As he finished getting ready, she let her mind wander back a bit to when the idea of going to a swinger’s club had first come up. They had begun by joking about it, after hearing another of their couple friends talk about it. They would tease each other when they made love, playfully fantasizing about the idea. Gradually, the teasing had become more serious and arousing for both of them, but particularly Bob. He was not one to push his wife into doing anything she didn’t wish to, but he had casually brought up the fact that he had gotten the name of the club where their friends went, and that they had been invited to come and see what the place was all about.

Bob had explained to her that no one ever had to do anything if they didn’t want to. They could simply observe, or they could participate. All they had to do was decline politely if anyone asked them to join in, if they chose not to, and their wishes would be respected. On the other hand, if they chose to participate, they were more than welcome to do so. They would be allowed to come to one function as guests, then if they chose to come back, there would be a nominal membership fee to join. He had said he would like for them to try it, but it was entirely up to her. She knew he would wait for whatever decision she made and abide by it. Wanting to be fair to him, and quite frankly, wanting to satisfy her own curiosity, she finally agreed, so here they were on a Saturday night, getting ready to see what ‘Swing Time’, the name of the club, was all about.

Sooner than Sandra expected, they arrived. A uniformed valet parked their car and they walked into the lobby of the hotel where the club was located. It was a beautiful old building, with a sense of elegance throughout. They ascended to the top floor, and stepped out of the elevator. The entire top floor of the hotel belonged to Swing Time, and they could hear music softly playing as they moved forward, down the hallway. Two large oak doors stood before them, and there was a small bell, which Bob pressed. Almost immediately, they were opened by a man in a tuxedo, who took their names, checked his list, and then ushered them in. Inside, they could hear voices and were shown into a room, where a number of couples stood about or sat on couches, talking. Sandra felt herself tremble slightly, and she took Bob’s hand, feeling his fingers press hers reassuringly in return.

In just a few moments, they heard their names being called, and turned to see Nathan heading their way, followed by his wife, Amy and an attractive redhead, that they didn’t know. Amy immediately hugged Sandy, making her feel a bit better already. Nathan slapped Bob on the back and hugged her as well. “Guys, I’m so glad you could make it,” he said. “Let me introduce you to Nikki, who got this whole idea going. Nikki, these are our very good friends, Bob and Sandy, the couple we told you about.” Sandra had been looking Nikki up and down, and she saw Bob doing the same. Her red hair was long, and loose, and she was quite tall and slender. She wore a hunter green knit top that hugged her curves, but was not lewd, and a pair of black capri slacks, that did the same for her hips. She was obviously very comfortable with herself, and with others.

Nikki smiled warmly at both of them, her gray eyes sparkling. Her voice was low and slightly husky, as she said, “It is always a pleasure to see new faces here. I know you might be a bit nervous, but please don’t be. Everyone here is very friendly, and very respectful of one another. If you just want to hang out tonight, and get to know everyone, that’s great. If one or both of you wants to ‘play’ with someone, that’s wonderful too. We have rooms all along this floor, for different types of swinging. For example, one of our rooms is for group sex, where everyone just kind of….goes at it…” She laughed, and they laughed with her, Sandy sounding a bit nervous. “There are other rooms for singles to play privately and for couples as well…We even have a couple of fantasy-type rooms, if you like to roleplay…” She stopped, pausing for breath. “I hope I haven’t given you too much information at one time!”

“No, I think it’s good to know how things work,” Sandra said, feeling out of place still. She could tell Bob was already attracted to this woman, and the feeling appeared to be mutual, as she saw Nikki’s eyes slide down to his crotch unobtrusively. She didn’t feel jealous by the other woman’s interest; instead it made her feel good about her husband. She gave him a smile.

“Well, make yourselves at home, and Nathan and Amy can introduce you around. I need to go see to a couple of things. I’ll see you later.” Nikki waved and walked off, and Bob’s eyes followed the sway of her hips.

“She’s very attractive,” Sandra remarked.

“Oh, yes, and so great! I was so jealous of her the first time I met her,” Amy laughed. “Now, though, I couldn’t ask for a better introduction to this place.” Her words were very comforting to Sandra, even though she wasn’t really jealous of Nikki. They got drinks and Nathan and Amy took them around, introducing them to other couples and the few single men and women who were allowed to join in as well. Nathan explained that they kept the singles numbers low, as it could become a problem, but there were a select few that had proven they could be trusted and that truly were single. Occasionally, there would be a married man or woman who would try to come as a single, but it was always found out in the end, and they were firmly asked to leave.

As the night wore on, Sandra noticed people drifting away in pairs, or foursomes, or even groups. It was all very discreet, and she was feeling more and more at ease all the time. She encouraged Bob to go talk to the others, and she sat down to rest a bit on one of the sofas. She was admiring the view out of the window, when a masculine voice asked, “Excuse me, but may I join you?” She glanced up and caught her breath at the dark eyes staring at her. He was tall, dark and handsome, literally. His thick hair swept his shoulders, which were quite broad. He was dressed casually, in an open-collared black shirt, that showed a small patch of hair, and black jeans that fit him like a glove. Unable to speak for a moment, she nodded. He seated himself, his eyes trained on her face, studying it. “You are a very lovely woman.” He spoke seriously, and now she could hear the Highland lilt in his voice.

Finding her own at last, Sandra said, “Thank you very much.”

“Are you here alone?”

“Oh, no….that’s my husband, over talking to Nikki.” She pointed across the room.

He nodded. “I am not surprised that you are with some one. Is this your first time here?”

“Does it show that much?” Sandra laughed a little, and he joined her.

“Only a bit. Are you enjoying yourself?”

Feeling suddenly very flirty and sexy, she answered, “Well, I am now….”

The smile that lit up his face was beautiful, showing even teeth. “Why, thank you. My name is Eric. May I ask yours?”

“I’m Sandra.”

He took her hand and kissed it, holding it in his own. “A pleasure indeed. And what has brought you and your husband here tonight?”

“Curiosity mainly. Something we’ve never done, and decided to see what it was all about. Nathan and Amy, our friends, told us about it. They certainly enjoy it. Yourself?”

“Well, I am a hedonist. I enjoy pleasure in all forms, and I am also bisexual, so this place allows me to explore many options. Also, I can help others achieve their own fantasies sometimes, which I enjoy doing. I’ve been coming here for about two years now.” He smiled slowly at her, and she felt a tingle from her toes all the way up to her hair, and realized he was still holding her hand. He began caressing her palm slowly and sensually. She glanced over toward Bob, and saw he was leaning in close to hear something Nikki was saying, her hand resting lightly on his arm. He had abandoned his sport coat, so her fingers rested on the skin of his bare arm. Satisfied, she turned her eyes back to her companion.

“Would you like to dance, Sandra?”

“Why yes, thank you.” He led her toward the dance floor, where a few others were taking advantage of the music. The song that was just beginning was a slow number, and he pulled her against his hard body. It felt strange at first, to be held so intimately by any man but Bob, but as they moved along, she began to relax and enjoy the sensation. He talked softly to her, learning about her, telling her about him. She found herself immensely attracted to him, physically, as well as his personality. They danced for several numbers, and she allowed herself to be drawn closer and closer to his body as each progressed, until she felt his hardness pressing against her belly. She looked around, and found Bob on the dance floor as well, with Nikki in his arms. The two of them had agreed before they had left the house that if either or both wanted to play, they could go about their business, and not need permission from the other. They would talk about it after they got home, fully expecting to be aroused by each other’s stories if anything happened. As she watched, she saw Bob lean in and kiss Nikki’s full lips, and she felt a hot flash of arousal course through her. She knew he was going to be making love to the redhead before the night was over.