The swinger’s club pt 1.
My wife and I had been polyamorous for around a year and we were having a hard time meeting other non-monogamous folks so we decided to check out the local swingers club. The club’s site recommended we dress up so that’s exactly what we did — I wore a black tailored suit with a dark-red button-up (and matching handkerchief) and my wife wore stiletto, fuck-me heels and a skin-tight, slinky black dress that, at 5’4, struggled to contain my wife’s beautiful, perky C cups and gigantic ass.
As my wife put on the finishing touches of her makeup, I salivated over her ass like a street urchin in a Dickens novel. I came up from behind her and held her petite waist as I grinded my fully erect truncheon on her butt.
“Don’t you want to save it for the club?”
“What about an appetizer?”