My husband and I got involved in the lifestyle in 1992. After a few months of giving blowjobs to his friends (and later on being fucked by them) we decided to check out a few of the lifestyle clubs and parties in New York. We attended a couple of events, and were generally unimpressed. Met some very nice, open-minded and uninhibited people, but 99% just weren’t what we were looking for.
One guy came up to us at the first party we attended, and we chatted for awhile. His interest was obvious, but my husband politely declined, which is more usual in the lifestyle than you might imagine. He just wasn’t my type.
We saw the same guy at some other clubs/parties, and he always stopped to chat and say he was still very much interested. Always pleasant, never pushy, but definitely tenacious! We started to refer to him as “my biggest fan”, and knew he would approach us at any get-together. He wasn’t desperate – he was a decent looking guy, and we always saw him getting action at these events. Again, just not a match for us.