Originally posted in r/Swingers and was told it would fit here.
(I put “swinging” in quotes because what we did was *technically* hotwifing but, as we’re using it as a springboard into the swinging lifestyle, I still consider it swinging. Anyway, here’s Wonderwall…)
My boyfriend and I had decided before the *dreadful days of darkness and despair* that we would like to swing together. All very healthy stuff and boundaries put in place; we knew that all it would take was a word from the other person and things could end or change (so long as we were both on the same page, obviously). We were hoping to start at parties where it would be easier to socialize and dip our toes in the water. We had even been approved for an invite to a private party, but nature had different plans and we had to cancel… We were pretty bummed.
Unfortunately the dark times began almost immediately thereafter, and we took the precaution not to attend swinging parties/clubs until things headed back toward more “normal” territory. We took that time to learn each other better; communicate more of our needs, wants, and fantasies in the bedroom; and really overall improved our sex lives with fairly constant vigilance.