Wife Swapping Party a Wife Watching Multiple Partner Hotwife Romance Novel

by Karly Violet

  Wife Swapping Party

  A Wife Watching Multiple Partner Hotwife Romance Novel

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  Author's note: All character in this story are 18 years of age and older. This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to real live name or events are purely coincidental.

  Be aware: This story is written for, and should only be enjoyed by, ADULTS. It includes explicit descriptions of intense sexual activity between consenting adults.

  Note that this work of fiction resembles a fantasy world, all events taking place are a result of a role play amongst all parties and all parties are fully consenting adults.

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  Chapter One: A Warm Reception

  “Over there,” Marcy says as she points toward the corner of the living room. “We’ll worry about unboxing the books later.” I nod my head and carry the box to the corner and put it down.

  “The bookshelf for these has to be somewhere around here,” I tell her. “The movers weren’t exactly worried about putting things where they belonged, were they?”

  “They were definitely in a hurry,” my wife replies. “Here, help me with these.” She picks up two curtain rods and nods toward the windows. “I think they have the same kind of brackets, so it should be easy to hang them.”

  “Is the bed in the bathroom?” I joke as I carry one of the curtain rods to the window. “I mean, it wouldn’t surprise me.”

  Marcy giggles. “We probably shouldn’t have paid them the rest of that money until they got things where they needed to be.”

  “They had a certain odor to them, though, right? Did you really want to have them stick around much longer?”

  “Uh, no.” We both laugh as we work on the curtains in the living room. Even though our belongings are spread across the house without rhyme or reason, my wife and I are very happy to be moved in finally. It took some work to get things going once I got the transfer approval from Boston’s corporate office to Miami. Instead of cold, blustery winters, we will now enjoy near-Caribbean weather the majority of the year.

  Marcy scrunches her nose as she looks at the curtains we have just put up. “One of them looks a little crooked, Jake. I would swear to it.”

  Looking at it myself, I have to agree with her. “I’ll work on straightening it later. For now, we need to get as many of our things put away somewhere before I have to leave for work in a couple of days.”

  My wife walks over to me and gives me a tight hug. “I just want to say how proud I am of you, baby. You went into Mr. Sandberg’s office and told him that you wanted a better position, and now here you are. Who would have thought a year ago that we would be in a gated community in Miami, Florida?” Marcy pulls my head down toward her and kisses me lightly on the lips before turning to pull something else out of a box. It’s now that I admire her petite form. At five-three and less than a hundred pounds, my blonde-haired, green-eyed woman is a hot spinner at just thirty years old. I’m truly a lucky man to know her and to have her as my own, so taking a chance with Mr. Sandberg to get him to send us to Miami and make her the happiest woman in the world was well worth it.

  There’s a knock at the door and we look at each other as if questioning who could be there. I walk toward the door and open it to find two other people, a man and a woman appearing to be not much older than us, standing there with a plate of cookies in their hands.

  “Well, hello,” the woman says before I can properly greet the two of them.

  “Hello,” I answer as I smile and nod my head.

  “We’re the Campbell’s from next door. I’m Sadie and this is Luke.” She offers me her hand as she steadies a plate of cookies in her other hand. I shake it and nod my head before I turn and shake her husband’s hand.

  “I’m Jake,” I reply. Turning and motioning to my wife, I add, “This is my wife, Marcy.” I stand aside as our neighbors walk into our messy living room.

  “Hi. It’s great to meet you,” Marcy tells them as she walks up to the couple. She gives Sadie a quick side-hug and then shakes the other man’s hand. It’s at this moment that I realize that Sadie isn’t wearing a bra, her B-cup size breasts pointing hard through the thin tee shirt she is wearing. There’s no doubt that she has large nipples and that she could be a bit cold.

  “We were debating whether to come over,” Luke says as he closes our door. “We made a fresh batch of cookies and thought you might like something to snack on while you’re working over here. It’s my grandmother’s recipe.” He smiles as he nods his blond head toward us. The bulge in his tight shorts quickly catches the eyes of my wife and I almost chuckle at the sight of her trying to avoid looking at it. There is very little left to the imagination with our neighbors’ bodies.

  “We’re glad you did,” Marcy replies. “Cookies are just what we needed.” She takes the two plates and puts them down on one of the large boxes in the living room. “We would offer you a place to sit down, but as you can see, the movers left us a little out of sorts.”

  “Ah, the drop and go,” Luke replies. “I think our movers did the same thing when they brought our things here a few years ago.”

  “Definitely,” Sadie confirms. “Maybe the same ones?”

  “Maybe,” I say with a smile and nod. “They definitely won’t be getting any more work from us, though. Not that we plan to move again for a while.”

  “I hope not,” Sadie replies as she smiles at me. Her blue eyes are intense as she stares at me. My cock stiffens a little as I think about how attractive she is, especially with the tight shirt she is wearing. Surely she knows that she is displaying her nipples for all to see.

  “I think you’ll find this is a great neighborhood,” Luke tells us. “We are very tight-knit and look out for each other around here. That makes things even safer for us all along with the fact that we are a gated community. No one gets in here without someone knowing.” He smiles before asking, “Do you both enjoy nightlife?”

  “Nightlife? You mean, bars and clubs?”

  “Not really,” Sadie chimes in. “He means getting to know your neighbors through street parties and such. We even have a few other events where we get together and just hang out for entire weekends.”

  “Wow,” my wife replies with a smile. Marcy loves to get to know other people. Perhaps this is her opportunity to make some new friends. “Do you both go to these parties?”

  “All of them,” Sadie answers. “We help to plan a lot of them too. It’s a great time, I can promise you that.”
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  “We look forward to it, then,” I say as I smile at the two of them. Like Marcy, I am having difficulty avoiding gazing at both of their obvious assets.

  “Great. Then we should let the two of you get back to work. If you need any help, we are in the house right next door.” Luke points to the window where just a short distance away stands a very nice brick home. “We are there a lot, even throughout the day.”

  “We work from home,” Sadie adds. “Our schedules are pretty flexible if you should need anything.” She looks at me and winks before turning with her husband to go to the door.

  “It’s been great meeting you,” Marcy tells them. They walk through the front door and close it behind them, leaving us to wonder about our new neighbors.

  “That was odd,” I say with a chuckle. “Did you see her nipples?”

  “And his dick,” my wife giggles. “They’re both showing off. I would swear to it.”

  “Showing off?” I shake my head. “They probably just enjoy wearing clothes like that. I don’t think they would have come over here to meet us while purposely showing off their bodies to us.”

  “Sadie winked at you,” Marcy points out.

  “Oh, you saw that?” I reply as my face turns hot.

  “Yeah, I saw it.” She laughs. “You have a way with the ladies, don’t you?”

  “I guess so.” Marcy’s wicked smile causes me to shake my head. “Oh, come on. She didn’t mean anything by it.”

  “Sure she didn’t. Anyway, Luke’s packing heat, isn’t he?” My wife appears to enjoy pointing out this fact to me.

  “It’s probably a pair of rolled up socks he shoved into his pants to get that effect,” I joke. “I mean, he can’t be that large.”

  “It seems that he’s that large, Jake. Maybe you need to order some of those enhancement pills for yourself so that you can sport a huge bulge like Luke’s.”

  “Or maybe I could just go get a large, thick pair of socks to roll up and cram into my pants.” We both laugh as we talk about our new neighbors. There’s something different about Luke and Sadie Campbell besides the way they happen to dress. Their attitudes seemed exceptionally curious and inviting. It was almost as if they were trying to size us up for something they plan to do.

  “Dare I say they are a creepy couple?”

  “Creepy? Nah, just eccentric. And the parties here? Are there really as many as they claim?”

  My wife shrugs her shoulders. “The real estate agent didn’t mention that there were parties around here. Surely that would have been a selling feature if she knew about them, right?”

  “I would think so,” I agree. “But the Campbell’s said there are parties. Here’s your chance to get to know some people and make new friends, Marcy.”

  “Not quite like the ones I had,” she laments. “I’m already missing Tabitha and Sandra. They were like sisters to me.”

  “I know.” I walk over to her and put an arm around her. “But you’ll find more friends here. Who knows, maybe Sadie will have you leaving your bra at home soon?”

  Marcy laughs. “Not likely, Jake.” We kiss before turning to get back to work putting things away. There is a lot to learn about our new community here, but first we have to get our own home in order. Once we do, then it will be a good time to relax a little.

  Chapter Two: Neighborhood Tour

  “Sweetie.” I turn to see Marcy standing in the doorway of our bedroom as I put on my shirt after having a morning shower. “We have company.” Her eyes tell me that our visitor is likely one of the Campbell’s. After slipping on my sandals, I follow her into the living room where Sadie is waiting.

  “I see you have both been hard at work since yesterday,” she says with a smile. The young woman is wearing a very revealing bikini top and cropped shorts. “I thought I would come by and see if you would like to take a walk through the neighborhood with me. There are some people in our community that I would love for you to meet.”

  “We would love to,” Marcy replies as she nudges me. I get the feeling that she doesn’t want me to continue ogling the other woman’s chest so obviously. “Lead the way.” Sadie turns and walks out our front door and we follow just behind her, my nose picking up on the trail of jasmine she is leaving in the air behind her.

  As we begin our trip along the sidewalk, Sadie moves to my left side as Marcy steps to my right. The thought of being between the two attractive wives makes me just a little horny as my eyes occasionally look down at the neighbor’s rack. My wife applies a nudge every so often to let me know that I’m being just a bit too obvious with my indiscriminate stares.

  “This house belongs to Larry and Winnie Trevors,” Sadie says as she waves a hand toward the home. “They’re both attorneys in their own law firm. It’s not often that they are here during the day, but they’re definitely very active in our nightlife.” She smiles and continues along the sidewalk.

  “Next up is a wonderful couple.” Sadie smiles and turns to take us toward the back of the house. “I think Renee should be back here this morning.” As we round the corner of the house, I see a topless woman lying face-up on a lawn chair. “Renee!”

  The woman turns to see us and then sits up on her chair. I’m surprised as she doesn’t try to hide her breasts as we all three approach her short fence. There appears to be no shyness at all in her as she gets up and walks toward us.

  “Don’t,” I hear Marcy say to me in a whisper to my side. I’m guessing that I’m staring once again, but I can’t help it. The attractive woman’s breasts are on full display as she approaches.

  “Renee, this is Marcy and Jake.” Sadie smiles as she turns to look at us.

  “It’s a pleasure.” She takes Marcy’s hand and shakes it before turning to look at me. “Up here, big guy.” She motions her hands from her chest to her face. Though I wasn’t actually looking at Renee’s breasts just now, she must be referencing the stare I had made just as she got up from her chair. I blush as I shake her hand.

  “I’m sorry about my husband,” Macy says with embarrassment. “He’s a typical male.”

  “It’s fine,” Renee laughs. “I’m not ashamed of my body at all. In fact, I’m proud of it. Johnny bought me these.” She reaches down and puts her hands under her round breasts. Moving them around, she tells us, “They were not much more than an A-cup originally, but now they’re a full D. Nice, huh?” Renee smiles at me as she lifts an eyebrow.

  “I’m sorry that I looked.”

  “It’s fine. I’m really fond of these.” The woman twirls a nipple-stud on one of her nipples. “They actually glow in the dark.”

  “Do they really?” Sadie reaches over the small fence and touches one of the studs. She moves one herself and says, “I’ve got to talk to my hubby about getting my nipples pierced.” She then pulls one side of her bikini down and exposes her own large, pink nipple. “I think maybe that would be fun.”

  “It definitely would be,” Renee replies with a smile.

  “Um, not me,” Marcy says nervously. She’s stopped nudging me now, most likely because she understands at last that there’s just no way to avoid either one of us looking at the nipples that are being flashed around here.

  “It’s not for everyone,” Renee says with a smile. “By the way, will you both be coming to the party Saturday evening?”

  “Party?”

  “Yes, the party. We have a huge blowout every three months or so in the neighborhood. Only people in our little gated community are invited to attend, which means you are both certainly welcome.” Sadie smiles widely as she puts her breast back into her bikini top.

  “Well, um, maybe,” my wife replies. There’s a sense of dread in her voice as she begins to realize that we have neighbors who are a little more open with their bodies than what we have experienced before.