by Mia Moore
I could feel my chest tightening as well as my face. Saturday night? What was so special they did last night? I had to hear this one. “What happened Saturday night?”
His head fell back and he looked at the ceiling. “Oh maaan! You know. The CLUB! That sex club!”
My head jerked back and my eyes were wide staring at him. The sex club? Were he and Chloe members? How had Grace and I missed them? Still, it was better to play it safe. “You went to a sex club? You and Chloe?”
His mouth dropped while his eyebrows pulled together. “Not us! You guys! You and Grace.”
“Grace and...” My voice was a squeak. I took a deep breath and continued in a lower voice. “Grace and me? I’m sorry but—”
“No way! Look Chloe read the email from the O Zone on Grace’s phone.” He shook his head and smiling he looked away for a moment. “I know. She shouldn’t have and I told her that but she did. We looked it up online and we’ve been fucking like minks ever since! And then to come here today...Well...I’d like to know more.”
I stood stock still digesting what he’d just said. They knew. They’d come over knowing what we’d done the night before. And fucked like minks because of it. I turned and reached into the fridge for a couple more beers. I handed one to him and looked into his eyes.
“Okay. I’ll admit it. We went for the same reason you just said. It spices up our sex life. We like it.” I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. It was a relief to get it out there. Grace might be upset but there it was.
Actually it was her fault. She’d let Chloe see her cell phone. So she had no cause to be pissed off with me.
“So tell me. What’s it like, man? I need details.” He popped the beer can and held it before him, his eyes staring intently into mine.
He was so earnest, so eager to hear more that I had to laugh. I stepped towards him and clapped him on the back. “Not here. It’s a couple’s club actually. If I’m going to talk about it, it’ll be with the two of you and Grace of course.” I stepped through the doorway into the warm afternoon.
I didn’t know how much hotter it was going to get!
Chapter 14
Chloe
My gaze flitted from Grace to Jason and I had to look down to hide the smile that threatened to burst forth. So Ethan had told her we’d seen them earlier.
I wasn’t surprised to see Ethan follow Jason to the kitchen to get more beer. It was better for them to do the guy talk thing, now that the truth was out there.
I looked across at Grace. She smiled shyly and took a sip of wine. I guess it was up to me to bring the subject up, especially after what had happened between us earlier.
“Grace...I know that you were at a swingers’ club last night.”
Her eyes widened and her hand quickly swept across her mouth as she sputtered wine. I leaned forward and patted her foot. “It’s okay. I’m not shocked...although I admit I was at first. I read about the club and well...Let’s just say that the past two nights have been really sexy for Ethan and me.”
“So you read the text message on my phone? I wondered about that.” Her eyebrows lifted and she took a deep breath. “Was that why you kind of came on to me in the kitchen?” Her finger rolled over the rim of her glass as she looked me in the eye.
She didn’t look angry that I’d snooped or even embarrassed. I stood up and stepped over to he and sat down on the bottom part of her lounge chair. I rested my hand on her thigh as I gazed into her eyes. “As I recall, you didn’t seem to be in any hurry to get dressed. Hell, you even cupped your hands under your breasts, making sure I’d notice them. What was all that about if you didn’t want it to go to a higher level?”
Her lips parted and it looked like she was about to say something but she looked down into the glass of wine.
I couldn’t stop the smile that flashed in my face. She was the older woman with much more experience in that whole swinger thing, yet she seemed kind of shy suddenly. A tendril of hair had slipped forward across her cheek and her long eyelashes shielded her eyes as she gazed down. My hand rose to tuck the lock of hair back, behind her ear and I lifted her chin so that we looked into each other’s eyes.
“Don’t be embarrassed. I’m sure as hell, not. Actually, I’m dying to hear more about that club.” It was true. I leaned closer and peered at her with wide eyes. Now that it was out in the open, I wanted the dirty details, all of them.
A slow smile spread on her lips and into her eyes. “Look, I want to tell you but...”
“But what? C’mon Grace.” My hand dropped and I squeezed hers tightly. Why was she being so coy and secretive?
She looked past me, to the house. “Jason and Ethan are coming. I don’t want to get into this until they’re here. If Jason’s okay with talking to you guys about it, then fine. It is pretty private stuff you know.”
My stomach fell as I rose to my feet as the guys came up to where we were sitting. When I looked at Ethan, he bobbed his eyebrows and grinned at me. Jason looked like the cat that’d swallowed the canary. What was up with those two? I eased down into the other lounge chair and picked up my glass of wine.
As I sat down, my tummy took flight with butterflies. Ever since I’d learned about this swinger thing it was like being in some sort of sexual ‘Wonderland’, like Alice. And just like Alice, I was eager to explore.
Ethan took the chair next to me and reached over to squeeze my hand. There was an element of eagerness in his eyes. What the heck had those two talked about in the kitchen?
Chapter 15
Grace
It was all I could do to stop myself from blurting everything out to Chloe, especially with her sitting so close, looking absolutely lush as she stared into my eyes. It would be so easy to tell her everything and the fact that she KNEW about the swinging thing and had actually touched my boob earlier...well, she was as bi curious as me.
But...This wasn’t just about me. Jason was part of this too. There was no way any sort of conversation was going to happen without him being there. Ethan was obviously enticed by the club as Chloe. That remark about ‘getting to know us better’ proved that. My stomach tightened despite the smile I gave her.
When I saw Ethan and Jason walking out the door towards us, I tried to read Jason’s face. Whatever happened would all hinge on his okay. His eyes met mine for a long moment as his lips twitched in a small smile.
He took a seat next to me and his eyes lit up. “Grace, it seems we don’t have any secrets anymore, not with Chloe and Ethan. Not only did they catch us making out earlier, they know about the club too.”
I breathed a sigh of relief, unaware that I’d been holding my breath. I smiled at him. “Yes, I know. Chloe and I had the same conversation that you and Ethan had.” I leaned closer and my voice was soft when I spoke. “Are you okay with this? Talking to them about it?”
“C’mon Jason. At least tell us what the club’s like. We don’t need to know who you messed around with or how far you guys go but...that club...I’d like to know more.” Ethan sat forward, the beer dangling in his hand between bent knees.
Jason’s hands extended palms out. “That’s fine by me.” He looked over to me and said, “Grace. I thought you’d be upset and I haven’t said a word.” He gave a small grin. “Yet.”
I looked across at Chloe and Ethan, watching us like hawks. I smiled recalling the first time I’d been in the club. Even though the website had said that people treat others with respect, I’d expected anyone who gave me a second look to expect to have sex with me. It was funny seeing Chloe and Ethan looking so eager. Did they think that now everyone knew, we’d just have an orgy?
“Actually, we’ve only been to the club a few times. We’re not full fledged swingers,” I said.
“Not yet.” Jason’s voice was low, followed by a chuckle.
I glanced over at him and patted his thigh. With a grin on my face, I turned to Chloe. “What I mean is, we’ve done soft swing, we actually haven’t had sex with another couple.”
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Chloe’s eyes narrowed and her eyebrows drew together. “But you’ve had sex there! In front of a bunch of other people?” She lifted her glass to take a long swallow.
Ethan’s eyes were wide as marbles and he sat back in the chair, pushing on the crotch of his shorts. He let out a quick sigh and grinned. “Sorry. Just thinking about it...”
I couldn’t stop the chuckle that spilled from my chest. It was obvious that he was getting a hard on and Chloe was squirming in her chair as well. “No one else. Just Jason and me. But let me tell you that’s been enough—”
“For now.” Once more Jason interjected finishing my sentence.
“Hey! I’m the one telling it.” I gave his arm a swat.
“Okay, okay. Fair ball.” He sat back and took a long swallow of beer.
I turned back to Chloe and Ethan. “Look, I know you’re interested and you’ve gone crazy looking at the website and watching swinger porn but—”
“But what?” Chloe’s head dipped forward, staring at me.
I took a deep breath. “But you really need to communicate as a couple before you try anything. That’s why we’ve never done anything with another couple. I’ve never been one hundred percent sure how I’d feel seeing Jason with another woman.” Face it, a part of me was still a little insecure.
Jason reached over and rubbed my arm. “And I would never push the issue. I love you too much for that.” He looked across at Ethan. “That’s another thing buddy. In this area, women call the shots by and large. Any guy who drags his wife to a club when she’s not ready is asking for trouble. I saw one couple the first night we went there. The woman had a screaming fit right there in the parking lot. It was a bad scene, dude.”
I nodded and patted his hand. This was one reason I loved him so much. Going to the club had brought us closer as a couple. He wasn’t in it just to fuck other women.
Chloe grinned and extended her glass, signaling for Ethan to get her a refill. “I like that. Women calling the shots.” She smiled up at him as he rose to get the bottle of wine. When she turned to face me, her face was serious. “It’s really weird. When we learned about you guys and the swinging thing we had some awesome sex. And coming over here today, knowing that...”
Watching her, I couldn’t help the tingle that flooded through my pussy. They’d known we were sexually open and had come over expecting more? And Ethan standing next to her pouring wine into her glass, the crotch of his shorts filled out quite nicely.
I sighed. Much as I wouldn’t mind taking this to the next level, I had to be sure they were ready. This couldn’t happen on a whim that they’d regret later. And then there was our friendship—Chloe and mine. I couldn’t jeopardize that either.
Jason stood up and stretched. He smiled at me before turning to Chloe. “If you two want to get together again with us...go to the club even, Grace and I would like that too.” He placed his hands on his hips and his chin dipped down, gazing at them. “You’re both really attractive and we like you. Hell, we’d love to get close to you sexually but...” His lips drew together in a straight line and he shook his head. “Not today. You two need to really think about this and if you want to try it, just dangle your toe in the water first.”
I stood up, put my arm over his shoulder and stretched up to kiss his cheek. God I loved that man! I turned to Chloe and Ethan. “Speaking of dangling your toe in the water, who’s ready for a swim?”
Chapter 16
Sex Oops I mean, SIX days later...
Ethan
“Hurry up, Chloe!” I glanced at my watch for the third time in five minutes. What was with women that they took so much time to get ready?
“Hold your horses. I’m almost done and we’ve got plenty of time.” Her voice drifted from the bathroom, down the hall to where I stood waiting.
“You sure you have the time right, today? She said noon, didn’t she?” I grinned remembering my first impression of Grace and Jason, the two of them fucking next to the pool. Well today, if everything went as planned we’d be joining them with that.
I took a glass from the cabinet and turned the cold water tap to fill it. The week had flown by in a whirlwind of mind blowing sex. Between the romps in bed, we’d talked about swinging, even role played a bit. Chloe and I were ready. The fact that she and Grace were both bi-curious made it even hotter. Maybe we wouldn’t actually switch partners but that, the girl on girl, was definitely on the table.
I pushed at the crotch of my shorts, trying to adjust my dick to a more comfortable spot. I gulped the water, wondering how my cock could get thick so easily after a week of non-stop sex. For sure there’d be no performance anxiety today.
The heels of her sandals clacked on the hardwood floor, walking down the hall. I set the glass down and turned to watch her enter the kitchen. Holy shit! The wait had been worth it. In the form fitting sun dress, she exuded sex appeal. Her cleavage was a deep warm valley, and the skirt barely covered her ass.
She grinned and stepped into me, throwing her arms around my neck. “You like?” Sweet, floral scent drifted into my nostrils when she leaned closer to kiss my lips lightly.
“Are you kidding? You’re smokin’ hot.” I took her hand and placed it on my crotch. “Does that convince you?” My eyes closed softly when her fingers pressed in.
“Oh God, Ethan. I can’t believe this. We’re dressed up like we’re going on a date. And we’re just as excited too.” Her wide blue eyes sparkled above cheeks flushed pink.
“It’s mind blowing, isn’t it. Yet, the past week was like our honeymoon all over again. I can see why Grace and Jason got into this.” My hands cupped her cheeks and I tilted her face to look deep into her eyes. “I love you, Chloe.”
Her smile faded and her eyes were soft gazing into mine. “I love you too.”
There was no need to say anymore. It was the final affirmation that whatever happened later, it would only serve to enhance our relationship. If either of us had second thoughts or was uncomfortable in any way, it would end right there and then. We were in this together, hand in hand or we weren’t in it at all. We’d talked about this all week and this was a final taking each other’s temperature before leaving the house. I told myself that I’d keep it up though, once we got there.
“Ready?”
Her lips curled in a smile as she nodded her head a bunch of times. We both were excited!
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Twenty minutes later we were at Grace and Jason’s front door. Once more the weather had cooperated with clear skies and temperatures in the high eighties. A bead of sweat trickled down my back under the light cotton shirt as I stood holding Chloe’s hand in mine.
The door opened to reveal Grace’s head peeking around the edge of it. Her green eyes were above a wide smile, while behind her, Jason’s dark eyes were dancing, laugh lines spreading from the corners. “Hi! C’mon in,” their voices chimed together, and the door opened wider, welcoming us.
Chloe was the first one to enter, her hand rising to her mouth followed by a soft giggle. When I stepped inside and the door closed, the sight of Grace’s naked breasts peeking out from the edges of a sheer lacy cover-up, met my eyes. She stepped forward and hugged Chloe, planting a soft kiss on her lips before turning to me.
Her smile was impish as she stepped forward and her arms folded over my shoulders. Her breasts pressed into my abdomen and her kiss was light against my lips, the floral scent of her hair drifting into my nostrils. I could feel my cock begin to stiffen as I pulled her close.
Behind her, Jason’s eyes locked with mine as he hugged Chloe. He smiled and looked down at my hands clasping just above her ass. He was very okay with his nearly naked wife in the arms of another man.
She eased back and turned to put her arm around Chloe’s waist. “Let’s get a glass of wine, shall we, and then you can get changed into your swim suit.”
My cock was thick watching the two women walk into the kitchen. Chloe was all curves, from the narrowness of her waist to the s
well of her hip and the crease under the cheeks of her ass, swaying alongside her friend. And Grace! The cover-up sure wasn’t covering much, the tanned and toned orbs of her ass showing through the faint fabric.
Jason’s arm extended and he grinned. “Beer? Or would you like something stronger?”
My eyebrows rose and I smiled at him. “Beer’s good.” He was dressed like me in a pair of clam diggers and a golf shirt. Well, that much was more or less what I’d expected. But Grace! There was no doubt with what she had on, or more accurately, didn’t have on, what she was dressed for. I’d read somewhere on one of the swinger sites that the hostess sets the mood in stuff like this.
I followed the women into the kitchen and watched Grace pour wine into two goblets. If she’d been completely naked she couldn’t have looked sexier. The edges of the short robe skimmed the tips of her breasts, revealing dark pebbled nipples, a small tummy and a landing strip of auburn pubic hair. She was completely at ease, lifting the glass and handing it to Chloe.
Jason stepped by her and reached into the fridge for a couple cans of beer. “So, how has the week been?” He handed me one and grinned looking from Chloe to me. “Lots of talk, lots of sex?”
I laughed as I popped the tab. “Yeah, you could say that. We’ve talked, which led to sex, and more sex. How about you two?”
It was Grace who spoke. “Same here. It’s amazing isn’t it? We’ve been really looking forward to you coming over today.” She sidled close to Jason, putting her arm around his waist, her left breast becoming completely exposed in the process.
It was hard to tear my eyes from the sight but I needed to see how Chloe was taking all of this. Her eyes were wide but there was a smile on her face as she gazed at Grace and Jason. She was okay with this even though her cheeks had flushed pink. I let out a soft breath and turned once more to Grace and her husband.
