*(New poster here. Weirder and wilder things coming, but I wanted to try my hand at a “first time swinging” story. If you liked it, let me know)*
Four flutes of champagne met with an audible ring that lasted until the group had leaned back into their wicker patio chairs. Ahead of them, the blue haze flushed pink and gold with the setting sun. A soft breeze was already cooling their faces after the day’s activity.
Sara and Tom’s eyes met with a warm smile as they each took a sip. Tom was the boss of her boyfriend, James, and he and his wife Melanie were visibly older than the pair. At 25, she’d place them somewhere in the 30s-40s overlap, with her possibly being a little younger. James wasn’t much more her senior at 29, and it had been daunting for both of them for his superior at work to invite them for, as they put it, a “get to know you” day. James had jokingly referred to it as “team building” at the start of their long hike through the hills, which Tom and Melanie had been quick to shut down. “We like you”, Tom had said. “You feel like friends.”