Danny, short for Daniela - a name she hated - had managed to come out of her heterosexual monogamous shell, primarily at my urging. I wanted us to find a fulfillment in new adventures and so it was we embarked on this journey into the unknown.
Danny had hooked up with Bob, our next door neighbor, and in return I was allowed to hook up with Betty, Bob’s very gregarious and over-sexed wife. I say “allowed” because Danny and I had set boundaries before we decided to do anything.
Danny’s friendship with Betty grew stronger, to the point that the two of them ended up sharing an intimate experience with me playing along as a third partner. It was a sexual experience like no other. Then, the two of them brought in a third person, a divorcee desperately in need of some special attention. Again, I couldn’t believe the experiences really happened.
Throughout the entire time during which we experimented with additional sexual partners, we remained true to each other and more attentive than ever to each other’s needs.
In bed one night, Danny confided that she got extremely turned on whenever a guy, any guy, would stare at her.
“You don’t find it unsettling or rude?” I asked.
“No. In fact, I’d love to just once fuck the crap out of a total stranger.”
Danny’s revelation came as a small surprise to me. This prompted a long discussion about sexual fantasies.
“You know," Danny said after a bit, “we should try and see who can make the other’s fantasy come true first.”
It was a daunting challenge, but one I was willing to embark upon.
Danny and I started going out more and more, mainly to night clubs where we would survey the clientele in hope so of spotting a willing participant or two. The first couple of clubs we went to, were mainly singles, looking for one night hookups. We tried other clubs, but most of the customers were older guys or women looking for the same thing as the younger people.
We thought about a swinger’s club, but Danny quickly nixed the idea.
Then we happened upon the Triple Seven Club in an upscale part of Dallas. The club was really hopping and had a good mix of older and younger patrons. I valet parked and we walked into the club. We shared a few drinks and took to the dance floor. Danny wore a tight, one piece cocktail-like dress that showed off her figure very well. It was very short and showed off plenty of her booty.
It seemed like every guy in the place locked eyes on Danny as we danced. I knew instantly just how very horny Danny was becoming as she dirty danced very close to me, grinding up against me. I knew that even if we didn’t hook up, the night cap would be fantastic.
I stepped off the dance floor and told Danny I would be right back. Four drinks had to come out of me. When I returned and approached the booth where Danny sat, she had managed to snag a couple - a couple about our age, in the early thirties. Both looked like they may have come off the cover of a fashion magazine.
The man sat and his female companion sat either side of Danny.
“Does anyone need a drink?” I ask.
“This is Sam and Heidi,” Danny announced. “They live in Tanglewood Bluffs right around the corner from us.”
Heidi smiled and stretched out her hand.
“I see you out jogging all the time,” she said. Sam stood and offered his hand.
“Are you a member of the Country Club?” he asked as we shook hands.
“Yes,” I replied, “but I try to keep it a secret.”
Sam chuckled. “I know what you mean.”
He looked at Danny and then back at me. “Do you mind?” he asked, without finishing his question.
“No, go ahead,” I replied, stepping to the side to allow Danny and Sam out on to the dance floor.
I looked at Heidi. “What about you?” I asked. She smiled as she stood and stepped between the tables. Heidi had on a white cocktail dress with a plunging neckline that barely contained her large breasts, probably 38DD I assessed. Like Danny’s dress, it was short and cute and showed off every curve of her luscious and bodacious body.
The four of us made our way to the dance floor. Almost immediately, I knew what I wanted. Oh my God! Heidi had a killer body. She was about the same size as Danny, only a little more compact. Her light pink lipstick begged to be removed. I took a deep breath and exhaled.
As luck would have it, the DJ slowed the beat considerably after a couple of really fast selections that had our heartbeat way up there. I looked at Danny and she proffered an approving wink in my direction. I slipped my hand around Heidi’s soft waist and instinctively she moved in close to me.
“Oh my gosh,” Heidi breathlessly whispered.
“My feelings exactly,” I whispered back.
“Can we take a seat.”
“Sure,” I replied, feeling a little let down at not being able to press my body up against hers. As we sat in the dark booth, Heidi slipped off her shoes and curled her feet up under herself and she leaned in close to me.
“I think Sam likes your wife.” We watched Danny and Sam slow dance.
“I think it’s a mutual thing,” I replied.
Heidi rested her hand on my thigh. “It’s definitely a mutual thing,” she whispered.
“So,” I asked, haltingly, “do you guys play?”
Heidi looked at me, speechless. “Why that question?”
“I’m just curious.”
“Well, do you guys swing?”
“Not officially,” I replied. “We have talked about it, but not really done anything.”
“Why not?”
“Haven’t found the right people willing to do it with.”
Heidi stayed quiet while we watched Sam put a hand on to Danny’s ass and raise her dress, exposing her bare ass. Danny, in turn, pressed herself up against Sam as they worked their way to the corner of the dance floor. I could see only one of Danny’s hands and imagined where her other was located.
I slipped my arm around Heidi and my other hand on to hers, on my thigh. Heidi looked at me. We were almost face to face. The kiss was inevitable. I placed finger-tips under her chin and guided her lips to mine. As I pressed my lips to hers, softy and gently, I fully expected to be met with some type of push back or rejection. Instead, she slipped her hand straight to my crotch, feeling for my manhood.