Married Couple Visit a Swinger Club (First Cuckolding Book 1) Page 4

  “Absolutely, man. I get that…. I’d love to get with her if it happens, though. And yeah – totally private. No one would ever know.”

  6

  Sara comes back from the bedroom with her fluffy bath robe wrapped around but not tied. “The kids are both asleep,” she whispers.

  “Yeah, man, keep it down,” Adrian jibes his friend.

  Frank zips his lips, grinning up at Sara as she approaches. She faces them both and opens her robe, letting it slip from her shoulders and drape from her arms. “I don’t know if I’m brave enough to wear this one yet,” she says with a blush for Frank.

  “Damn, that’s sexy,” he says, looking at her side.

  She turns to show him. “I can’t wear a bra with it or anything. You can nearly see my boobs, can’t you?”

  “I’m not complaining,” Frank says, grinning back at Adrian.

  Sara giggles. “I’ll bet…. And the other one’s even shorter, but you can wait until we go out to see me in that one.”

  “I can’t wait till we go out,” Frank goes on, grinning huge.

  Sara locks eyes with Adrian, her blush still there, the look on her pretty face searching. She bends to pick up her wine glass from the coffee table. The top of her dress gapes.

  “Yeah, that’s a good dress,” Frank groans. “Nice,” he says to Sara.

  “Thank you,” she replies sweetly, tugging at the side. She then reaches down to brush at her knee and the dress gapes open again, her full breast and nipple exposed. She meets Frank’s gaze with a new blush, leaning forward again to place her glass back on the table.

  Sara meets Adrian’s eyes as she stands and lifts her robe back to her shoulders. He gives her a tiny nod, reading her mind. She then undoes the clasp behind her neck. She lowers the top of her dress, her robe half way open, her tits uncovered and her nipples peeping out. “Fuck yeah!” Frank groans again as she reaches behind to unzip. Her tits are fully exposed now, and she peels the tight little dress down to reveal her tiny mesh panties again. She steps out of the dress with her robe still open.

  “That’s fucking hot, baby,” Adrian says.

  She smiles through her blush, straightening her dress and draping it over the back of the lounge. She looks down at her breasts then at Frank staring. She pulls her hair back and adjusts it in its band, her robe opening wider and her tits lifting. A door opens and footsteps can be heard up the hall. Sara grimaces excitedly and quickly wraps her robe around and ties it. She sits and takes her wine from the table. “That was naughty!”

  The guys are chuckling. A moment later the toilet flushes and footsteps head back along the hall, the door closing again.

  “This will be more fun when the kids are away,” Adrian says, winking at Sara.

  She takes a tube of moisturiser from her pocket and squirts some, rubbing it into her hands. “I’m already having fun,” she says.

  “Me too,” Frank agrees, draining the last of his beer. “Another round?”

  Adrian hands him his empty. Sara smiles up at him as she finishes her drink. She rests back against the arm of the lounge with her feet up, her knees bent slightly as she begins to rub moisturiser into her calves. Her robe has parted either side. Frank is looking down between her thighs. Adrian can’t see from the angle he has but imagines there’s a nice view of Sara’s crotch from above like that.

  “So those pretty little panties aren’t for wearing to the club, are they?” Frank asks.

  “Hmm – don’t think so,” Sara says. “I’m not that brave.”

  “They’re nice, though – sexy….” Frank glances back at Adrian.

  “I bought pink and blue as well. They’re just for bedtime,” Sara explains.

  “They look more see-through now than before. That’s so fucking hot,” Frank tosses back at Adrian again, and he goes to the kitchen then to the bathroom.

  “It’s because they’re damp now,” Sara whispers, biting a lip.

  Adrian grins. “Are you wet, baby?”

  She nods. “Very!”

  “Do you want to let Frank rub your shoulders – give you a little massage?”

  Sara blushes deeper. “Um…. That would be very sexy with you watching.”

  “I know…. I want to see what it’s like if he touches you a bit – how it feels for me.”

  “Oh okay. But you’ll have to listen for the kids in case one of them comes out for a drink or something.”

  “I know. Keeping your bath robe on was a good idea.”

  “That’s what I was thinking when I was getting changed – easy to cover up quick.”

  “That was intense when you showed him your boobs, baby.”

  “So you liked that?”

  “Fuck yeah!”

  “Me too…. Plus you can see pretty much everything down there now that these are stuck to me like this.”

  Adrian gets up to inspect what’s happening with his wife’s panties. She parts her knees to show him that they’re just a thin, virtually transparent film over her pussy lips. “Fuck me,” he groans under his breath.

  “I know…. I’m frigging dripping,” Sara says. “I’m so horny doing this, husband. You’d better be ready for some more when we go to bed. I’m going to need seeing to again.”

  Adrian grins. “I’ll be ready.”

  The toilet flushes. Frank returns with beers and a fresh wine for Sara. “Thank you,” she says sweetly.

  He has another look at her pussy before sitting on the other end of the lounge again. “I was just thinking. I actually know another married couple who used to do swinging and that, and Brett said he’s seen Mr and Mrs Bryant at the club a few times.”

  “The Bryant’s?” Sara repeats, her mouth hanging open.

  Tom and Louise Bryant are a middle aged couple who have lived in the neighbourhood for ever. Tom is a Science teacher at the high school.

  “Yeah – apparently…. I wouldn’t be surprised if lots of couples think about trying it.”

  “So who’s the other couple you know, man?”

  “Oh yeah, well they’re not from here or anything. It’s just some friends from back home, and it was about ten years ago but I think they only did it for a little while…. I was never invited, but a couple of my other friends got with the wife. One of them got with her twice, the other one was visiting regularly for a few months…. Those were the only two I knew of for sure, but apparently there were others. They said it was something like ten or twelve different guys got onto her while they were swinging.”

  “But they were all couples?” Sara asks with interest.

  “No. Some were just single guys. I think they did actually swing with other couples, but my two friends just got onto the wife. Jasmin is her name. Jas and Arthur. They still seem happily married. I bump into them when I visit home sometimes.”

  “Wow, that’s amazing. So it really happens – like in real life,” Sara muses.

  “That just sounds so fucking hot,” Adrian says.

  “I know. I wish I was married so I could be a swinger,” Frank says with a chuckle.

  Sara giggles at that. “And what’s up with you anyway, Frank? Why don’t you have a girlfriend? Adrian said you haven’t even been dating.” She rubs more moisturiser into her arms.

  “Why don’t you get Frank to do your shoulders with that, baby?”

  Sara blushes coyly.

  “You bet,” Frank says. “I used to do a pretty good shoulder rub.”

  “Okay,” Sara agrees softly. “Should I sit down there in front?” She gives him the moisturiser. He sits up and spreads his feet to make a place for her on the floor, which is soft carpet.

  Frank squeezes the tube and rubs his hands. Sara lowers her robe a little, holding Adrian’s gaze as their friend touches her softly and begins working her shoulders.

  Her eyes soon close and open slowly. “Mmm that’s nice, but you didn’t answer my question, Frank. Why haven’t you been dating at least?”

  “Yeah, I don’t know. I guess it has been a
while. You kind of get set in your ways and used to your own routine.”

  “So how long since your last girlfriend?”

  “I had a couple of dates early last year but it’s been four years since Linda. She was my last steady girlfriend.”

  “Four years! But how? I know a couple of women I could set you up with easily, Frank. You’re a nice guy. You shouldn’t be all alone.”

  “Yeah, I guess…. What women are you talking about that you could set me up with?”

  Sara smiles back up at him. “Seriously? I can match-make for you?”

  He chuckles, kneading firmly into the back of her neck. “Maybe just a movie date or something. I probably should get off my arse and at least try to meet someone.”

  “Excellent!” Sara exclaims. “I’m thinking of either Tracy Kent or Natasha DuPont. They’re both single at the moment and about the right age, although Natasha has kids of course.”

  “Yeah well any woman my age would be likely to have been married before,” Frank points out practically.

  He works his thumbs firmly up either side of Sara’s spine. Her head has rocked forward, her robe slipping a little. Adrian can see a hint of areola now. Frank rakes his spread fingers from the base of her back up to her shoulders, clutching there and continuing with his thumbs. His fingers are in front of her shoulders pulling on her skin, stretching upward. He’s watching down her front as he does that – lifting her nipples to almost pop out the top of her robe. He begins working her upper chest more deliberately and soon has the tight little raspberries exposed.

  Sara meets Adrian’s gaze for a moment. They exchange a sense of tease and excitement. She relaxes her hold on her robe and allows it to lower to her elbows and waist, her breasts now fully exposed. Frank continues kneading her shoulders and looking down her front. She looks down herself then peers up at his face. He smiles and she bites her grin. She looks to Adrian. “Just make sure the kids don’t surprise us and see me like this, okay?”

  Adrian moves to the other chair, which has a view of the hallway. All is dark up there. “I’ll keep an eye out, baby. Don’t worry.”

  “That feels so nice, Frank. Don’t stop….” Sara opens her robe away from her waist and exposes her panties. She then relaxes her arms by her sides and rocks her head with Frank’s ministrations of her shoulders and neck. She has her legs resting flat and straight, just the tiny triangle of damp fabric visible between her thighs. “Anyway I wasn’t married of course, but there was a time just before we got together that quite a few guys got with me – a few I’ve never mentioned that were only like dates and not steady boyfriends.”

  “Really, baby? Like who? How many guys?”

  “Um…. I think it might have been something they kind of planned, but there was four guys who used to hang around together, and each one of them got with me.”

  Adrian is taken aback a little but not upset at all. “So who were they?”

  “Well I’m talking about Derek Samuels, who you know about of course. But after we sort of broke up, three of his friends all had sex with me a few times. It went on for a whole summer and Derek got onto me a few times again as well. And one time two of them had me the same night, but not together. It was at a party where one of them took me into a bedroom and fucked me, but his friend ended up taking me home at the end of the night and fucking me as well – although I was pretty out of it…. I’m sure they were keeping score of how many times they could each get onto me, but I was just having fun and played along a bit.”

  “Fuck that’s hot,” Frank says. “That’s as hot as the swingers for sure.”

  Adrian keeps eye contact with his wife. “You can have a feel of her tits, Frank. Just quickly, though.”

  Sara blushes. She covers them with her arms and looks back up. “Um…. Yes, but I think I should at least get a kiss first.”

  Frank’s smile broadens. Sara’s still peering up at him. He touches her face, and Adrian feels the hair lift on the back of his neck as their lips softly press together. Their jaws move. Their eyes close. Frank deepens the kiss, still cupping Sara’s cheek while she lifts to hold his arm. His other hand moves down her front and closes over a breast. Sara moans into his mouth. He squeezes then rolls her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He ends the kiss leaving Sara’s mouth wet, and he slips his other hand down and feels her other tit. “Fuck these are nice,” he says under his breath, and he glances up but Adrian’s watching his hands.

  Sara’s mouth is open, her eyes closed. She’s arching her back, pressing her breasts into Frank’s hands. She bites down on her lip and moans. “Mmm – softly like that is nice…. Your hands are quite rough, Frank.”

  “I’ve been chopping firewood for my folks,” Frank explains as he cups both breasts and feels their weight. “Your skin’s so soft, though.”

  “Of course!” Sara says, smiling up at him and arching forward again. She meets Adrian’s eyes and holds them. “I’m getting so wet from this, husband.”

  “Alright that’s nearly enough now,” Adrian croaks, swallowing at the dryness of his throat.

  Sara giggles and waits another few seconds before she gathers her robe and lifts it to cover Frank’s hands, which are still moving beneath it. He meets her lips again. He relents from feeling her and clutches her upper arms, holding her as he extends his tongue into her mouth. Adrian is stunned and just watches blankly. Sara’s eyes have closed again. She’s clutching her robe with one hand and clinging to Frank’s arm with her other. Frank ends that kiss and her eyes open. She remains peering back up at him, her lips still parted.

  “Sorry. I’m a bit out of practice kissing,” Frank says, grinning over at Adrian as well.

  “I didn’t notice,” Sara says dreamily. “That was really nice.”

  “That’s good then…. And thanks, man, for letting me do that…. Your wife’s beautiful.”

  “Damn straight,” Adrian says, finding his voice.

  Sara’s just blushing now, raking her lip with her teeth, her mouth still wet and reddened. She looks from Frank to Adrian. “I really liked that…. He can feel me some more if I can get another kiss?”

  Adrian swallows hard. “Okay – but just quickly.”

  Sara peers back up. Frank smiles then meets her lips. He works her mouth open and inserts his tongue again. Sara moans around it, her robe lowering, Frank’s hands closing firmly over her tits again. He massages them and feels her nipples, tweaking then rubbing them with his thumbs while cupping her globes and holding her like that. Sara’s arms are by her sides, her fingers clutching the carpet. She’s beginning to pant into the kiss. Her thighs are scissored together. Frank ends that kiss and leaves her mouth even more reddened, her face wet around her lips. Adrian just watches him playing with her tits now. He’s teasing her nipples then grabbing and feeling her firmly. Sara tries to get his lips. He baulks once then takes her mouth again.

  Adrian crawls across the floor and kisses her above the knee. She grips his hair and he moves to her belly then nudges Frank’s hand away from a tit. “Watch for the kids, please, man?” Frank climbs away from behind Sara and over the back of the lounge. Adrian slides fingers into his wife. She clings to him, burying her head into his neck. She goes into orgasm immediately, tensing and quivering as her belly contracts and her thighs crush Adrian’s hand.

  “I’m going to take off,” Frank says, waving and edging toward the door.

  “Okay – see you in the morning, man,” Adrian says.

  “Are we cool?” Frank asks, mouthing the words.

  Adrian nods. “No worries, man. It’s all good.”

  7

  Sara is taken to bed and made love to. She and her husband fall asleep without talking. Adrian is up with the kids when she wakes, and it’s a matter of getting everyone to school and off to work. Sara’s shift at the pharmacy is from 9 until 4. She’s home before Adrian but the kids need to be packed for their beach holiday. It’s a busy evening – pizza does for a meal. The kids want to leave early
so they’re in bed by 9. Sara and Adrian have exchanged meaningful glances throughout the evening but still not spoken about last night at all.

  Adrian is showered and gets into bed beside Sara. He’s sitting and guides her to his chest for a cuddle. “Hey, sexy.” He kisses her head, making her belly tingle with delight.

  “Hi,” she says.

  “So where’s the tablet? Are we going to have a look at one of these stories tonight?”

  “It’s right here.” Sara has it on her bedside cabinet. She reaches for it but returns to the cuddle. “So is everything okay after last night? We got a bit crazy, huh?”

  Adrian chuckles. “Yeah – a bit. Frank didn’t know what to say this morning. He must have apologised a thousand times today.”

  “Hmm…. I guess we all got carried away. Him too.”

  “No, it’s all good, baby. We probably shouldn’t have done that with the kids in the house is all. Otherwise, I don’t think it was ever out of control…. You were so fucking sexy.”

  “I was?”

  “Incredibly sexy, baby. Frank actually did well not to lose it completely. If I was him I would have been all over you and needing to be dragged off.”

  Sara giggles a little and peers up. “I really liked being kissed like that. Did you mind?”

  “I’d have to admit that was hard to watch at first. I kind of got used to it, though.”

  “It’s just that I know you guys like girls flashing and that – all that visual teasing – but girls are different sometimes. I don’t think I’d enjoy being touched without some kissing – not at first anyway. Not unless we’re having a quickie like we did yesterday.”

  “I know, baby. I know you like to be kissed. Of course I know that.”

  “Well good! And what about Frank feeling me like that? That was your idea as I recall.”

  “No, that was all good. I loved watching that bit. It gave me such a hard-on.”

  Sara is kissed. Adrian holds her in his arms and takes to her passionately. Her mind swoons – as usual when a man does this to her. Being kissed is not only something she desires, it’s also her weakness, being unable to offer much resistance afterward when the guy starts asking for more.