Circle of Friends: Love, Lust & Destruction

by Rain, Renee

  One Wednesday night after a long, passionate interlude, he popped the question. No, not the ‘will you marry me question’, but the ‘will you do something special for me’ question. The first thing that went through Sabrina’s mind was that he would ask her to have anal sex. Although she was scared to death of the thought, she later wished that had been the question.

  He kissed down the side of her neck and caressed her bare back with his hand. “Have you ever been to a key party?” he asked as he started sucking on her neck. She had no idea as to what a key party was and asked him what he meant. She turned onto her back so she could look at him as he explained. “Well,” he started running his hand up her thigh, “it’s something a close group of friends do every blue moon to break the monotony in our relationships.” He spread her legs and rubbed his finger on her clit as he continued talking. “We get cardboard keys, and put each lady’s name on one. All of the keys go in a bowl and at the end of the night, each guy pulls a key and that’s who they go home with for the night.” He stated this as if he were giving instructions on making toast. “Rome, I can’t do that. How can what we just started be monotonous already? And what do you mean you all do this every blue moon?” she pulled herself away slightly. “Baby, I told you when we first met that I live the lifestyle,” he looked with a sarcastic expression. She had to run her memory back because she couldn’t remember him telling her that. And then it hit her, he vaguely stated something about it at the Chinese diner. But she was so glad to hear that he wasn’t gay; she paid the rest no attention. “So you’re a swinger!” came out around her filters. “Some people look at it that way, but we stay within the same circle.” He scooted closer and started caressing her breast.

  He sounded really confident as he went on to explain himself. “I know it probably seems like something nasty,” he paused and ran his tongue across one nipple as he gently squeezed the opposite breast. “But when you know who it is and it’s just to get off, it’s really nice.” She could feel that he was getting aroused as he pulled her waist closer to him. He ran his tongue up her neck and softly bit as he told her that he loved the way her body felt. He whispered in her ear, “I need you to be my closet freak. You don’t have to tell anyone. We keep what we do amongst ourselves.” He slid his hand between her thighs and found that he wasn’t the only one aroused. She hated to admit it, but the thought of having sex with one or two of his friends turned her on. And hearing him say that nobody else would know what they did was like icing on the cake. But what man is okay with his woman having sex with other men and with his friends of all people. She only wanted him, not some random guy who pulls her name out of a bucket. But she could tell he was really into it and thought maybe, just maybe she would try it. He told her that the next party was planned for the upcoming weekend. “Just go with me. If you aren’t feeling it and you want to leave, we can leave. But don’t shoot it down before it has a chance to fly.” He turned her face towards him and kissed the side of her mouth. “Well, I guess I can go. But I swear if I tell you I want to leave- and you don’t take me home- you will have hell to pay”. She took a deep breath as she thought of how she couldn’t believe that she just agreed to go.

  Rome said that the dress code would be sexy so she wore a short black skirt and a looser fitting sequenced top that hung off her shoulders. The party was at his friend Henry’s home. He lived in a beautiful cobblestone that sat in the middle of what had to be two acres of land just off the lake. She remembered meeting Henry and knew that he owned some club north of town, but he must have had some other money coming in with the elegance his house had. They parked in the driveway and Rome felt a need to give her a pep talk before they went in. “Just relax, be social with the other women, and have a drink or two. If you’re not feeling it, let me know and we’ll leave.” He kissed her then stared at her intensely for a few moments before he finally got out the car. He walked around and opened her door. Rome thought if this worked out with Sabrina this night, he might have finally found the woman that he had been searching for. Unfortunately, he’s not been able to maintain a relationship with anyone beyond two or three parties because the women didn’t like the idea of sharing and being shared.

  Henry greeted them at the front door. Sabrina saw him before, but never really paid attention to the fact that he was much taller and broader than Rome. He was tall, dark and had a beautiful set of teeth that she couldn’t help but to stare at as he smiled and talked. Another couple came to the door and greeted them as well. They began telling Rome how long it had been since they last saw him. Initially she didn’t pay much attention to the conversation because she was preoccupied with the thought of putting her name on a cardboard key for some strange man to pull. Then she noticed a bowl on a table in the entry with the notorious cardboard keys. Rome gave her a marker and handed her a key. “Baby put your name on this and put it in the bowl.” He barely looked at her because he was so engaged in whatever he and his friends were talking about. Henry saw the hesitancy on her face. He had the deepest voice as he tried his version of easing her mind. “Hey, chances are you’ll go home with Rome,” he smiled as he gestured for her to throw her key in. She stared at him as she slowly slid the key into the bowl. He mouthed the words: “You’ll be fine”, he looked only in her eyes, not at her body. He thought about how she seemed almost innocent- except for the fact that she showed up with Rome. Then he said aloud that he was going to introduce her to his lady. As they walked to the back of the house, Rome realized his manners and introduced her to the couple who came to greet them. They were Janet and Todd.

  When they got to the family room, Henry introduced her to Rachel. He referred to her as his lady, but she quickly informed Sabrina that she was legally his wife. She was tall, curvy and gorgeous. Her complexion was flawless and although she didn’t, it looked like she wore make-up. Rachel was very friendly and offered her a drink of which she quickly accepted. Sabrina looked around and counted six couples all together. She wasn’t sure who was with whom because everyone was randomly talking to each other and no one was cuddled up. It didn’t appear to be the way she thought a sex party would be. They all appeared to be just as clean cut and professional as she and Rome. She walked into the kitchen with Rachel and decided that she would hang out there with her and a couple other ladies.

  After talking to them for a little while, she was surprised to learn that she and Rome were the only couple not married. Rachel said that she and Henry had been married for eight years but dated five years prior. They had two children who were staying with their grandparents for the weekend. She shared that Henry wants more children, but that she was not willing to put her body through another pregnancy. Sabrina wasn’t sure what she did for a living, but as well off as they appeared to be, she couldn’t see why she would hesitate about giving him more children. “Oh well, that’s clearly none of my business,” Sabrina thought to herself. Rachel could tell that she was preoccupied and offered her another drink. One drink turned into another and before she knew it, she had already consumed four margaritas. After nearly three hours, she felt like she knew everyone.

  Sabrina kept thinking in the back of her mind that there is something seriously wrong with everyone in there because it looked like they were matched up with partners that were perfect for them. She couldn’t help but to wonder why they would want to swap spouses and how in the hell these ladies were all sitting around like sorority sisters, talking about issues of the world with no concern about the next chick sitting on their man’s dick later that night.

  Rachel openly shared that the first time her and Henry actually went to a key party, it was a dare from some friends who have since moved to Florida. “Girl we had no idea what type of mess we had gotten into, but we talked about it during the time we were there, agreed that we would try it and use protection and we kind of got hooked.” She smiled and sipped her drink before she continued. “Our relationship has never been perfect and we both admitted that we had cheated just for the s
trange sex factor while we were dating and after marriage. If we both agreed on swapping, it wouldn’t be cheating and we just adopted it into our life. It’s a lifestyle”. Hearing that last word made Sabrina’s stomach cringe and she couldn’t tolerate another drink.

  She turned her head and saw Janet. She was sitting slightly behind Rachel and was gesturing that Rachel was lying. Maybe her eyes got too big because Rachel turned to see what Sabrina was looking at. Janet played it off well by putting on a fake smile and lifting her glass as she informed Sabrina that the alcohol was doubled and to not drink the next one so fast. Jasmine took it upon herself to share that she and Carl started swapping partners before they married and decided that they would continue after they took their vows. Sabrina wasn’t sure if she was biracial or of Latin origin, but she was fair skinned with long wavy hair like a white girl, but hips, thighs and a behind like a black girl. Once again that question entered Sabrina’s mind ‘why’. Why wouldn’t Carl be happy with just her and her with just him? They were both gorgeous. She scanned the room and laid eyes on him. Carl could have been a male model. The only physical flaw she could see was a big scare on the left side of his face that looked like someone cut him. But scare and all, he was fine. He stood as if he’s well-hung, with about a size 13 shoe, a defined midsection and thick lips. He has a broad build like the rest of his friends. If he is anything like Rome in the sheets…. “Damned, is this how it starts?” She thought to herself. She was sitting having lustful thoughts about another woman’s husband as she sat having drinks with her. She killed her own buzz and went to pour another drink.

  Rachel followed her to the counter where all the liquor was set up at. “You look like you don’t feel well,” she asked as if she were concerned. She nodded her head and poured more margarita mix in her glass. Rachel put her hand on her shoulder. “If you aren’t comfortable, you do not have to sleep with anyone. No one will force you to do anything you don’t want to do.” As she started sipping from her glass, she looked straight ahead out the window. Rachel told her the first time Scott pulled her key, they went to a hotel, but sat and watched T.V. until they both fell asleep. “He knew I was nervous. I wanted to do it, but I was so nervous he told me ‘maybe next time’ because he would feel like he was raping me if we did anything that night.” She smiled as she took Sabrina’s glass out of her hand. “They aren’t bad guys. They love to fuck, but they would never disrespect one of our wishes.” She poured her drink out and sat the glass on the counter and offered her advice. “Now the key to everything going the way you want it to go is for you to not have another drink of alcohol tonight”.

  Rome came in and stood behind the two. He asked Rachel to excuse them to talk for a minute in private. The two walked into the formal dining area where no one was at. Rome sat in a chair and leaned back. “Are you feeling okay baby or are you ready to go home?”

  She could feel her head swirling as she sat straddled on his lap. “I’m fine. Let’s stay and see where the keys fall.” He pulled her head in to him and they kissed until she felt his dick getting hard. She sighed as he started laughing. “Damn girl, I might need to take you home.” It was bad enough that he got a hard on, but with her being in a dress straddled on him, he now had a small wet spot on his pants from where she had begun grinding against him. She wanted him to take her right then, but she wouldn’t have her wish.

  They walked back into the kitchen and saw that everyone was gathered in the T.V. room where Scotts wife Heather was standing with the bowl. “Are you in?” she asked her as she held the key with Sabrina’s name on it in the air. “I’m in,” she stated in a flat tone. She then looked around to see where her drink was at before remembering it got dumped. Heather dropped her key in and mixed it with the others. She then placed a blindfold on Rome, he pulled Janet’s name. Sabrina didn’t know how she felt about it, but she was definitely nervous now about who would pull her name.

  Heather went to each guy blind folding them and having them pull a key. Carl missed Sabrina’s key. Todd missed it too. Finally, Henry pulled the key with Sabrina’s name. Rachel put her arm around her waist and told her that she would have a good night with whatever she chose to do. Tasha’s husband Kent pulled Rachel ’s key. Within a few minutes, everyone was paired up with someone different for the night. Rachel smiled at Sabrina. “You should just stay here with Henry. I have my bag packed already. There are towels and some different soaps in the guest suite bathroom”. The mood was feeling more weird as she realized Rachel was truly not concerned about her being with her husband.

  She didn’t even want to know if Rome was taking Janet to his place or not. He walked over to her slowly. “Baby are you alright?” She forced a smile. “I’m fine. You have fun.” He kissed her on her lips and told her that he would see her in the morning.

  She walked into the kitchen as everyone was leaving. She asked herself over and over, “what in the hell am I doing there?” She got another cup and began pouring herself a new drink. “Try to not focus on what they’re doing and only do what you want to do.” Hearing Henry’s voice as he entered the kitchen startled her. He took the cup from her and sat it on the counter. She thought to herself, “if one more person takes a drink from me, I’m going to go off”. He pulled up a stool and asked if she wanted to sit and talk. She agreed on the sitting, but she didn’t hear a word that came out of his mouth. He took her hand into his to get her attention. “You are sexy as hell and I would love to spend a long night with you,” he paused before continuing, “but, if you want to lie down and get some sleep, I can respect that.” He told her that they have a guest room down the hallway and began leading her to it.

  The room was big with high ceilings and a king sized bed. She looked up at him and asked if he would really just let her sleep. He smiled as he stated “I would never touch a woman without her permission. And if you want to go to sleep, I will let you get some rest.” He helped her over to the bed as she staggered just a little. He took her shoes off and stared at her thighs until he realized she was looking at him. He pulled the covers over her and told her to have a good night as he began to walk towards the door.

  “Are you going to sleep too?” she asked. “Naw, I need to take care of a few things, and then I’ll shut down for the night.” He continued towards the door as he stretched his arms. “No come back and talk to me. I’ll help you get the place cleaned up in the morning”.

  As he turned around and walked back to the bed, all she could say was “Oh”. She realized he had an erection. He looked like he was a little embarrassed. “No babe, I’m not worried about the housekeeping. I need to take care of my boy,” he said as he kneeled at the side of the bed trying to hide himself. She wasn’t sure of what came over her, but she lifted the top of his shirt up and saw that the head of his dick was sticking from the top of his pants. She has seen one or two large penises, but they required batteries. When she looked back up at him, she could tell he was grinding his teeth together as he stared at her breast. He preferred hips and ass over breast, but when they are in his face, he couldn’t help but to look. He pulled his shirt back down and stood up as if he were heading to the door.

  “Are you sure that Rachel doesn’t mind?” She bit the pillow in disbelief that she actually asked him that. “Look baby, this is just the way we live. She’s off having a good time and its cool. We don’t think about each other when we’re with someone else. This here,” he moved his hands between the two of them, “is not about love. It’s about fucking and busting a nut with no strings attached.” He mumbled something about Rome never putting the lifestyle on the table and making sure his women understood. “What do you mean his women?” She knew her attitude was evident, but she started feeling like she was just a number in Rome’s book of women. He sat on the bed. “When did Rome start talking to you about our lifestyle?”

  She told him that it was really just brought up earlier in the week. Henry just shook his head. He then asked if she and Rome had STD testing done befor
e they started sleeping together. She nodded her head ‘yes’ as he explained that he meant full testing- blood work and swabs. He nodded his head along with her.

  “Now every man that was here tonight has sleep with or has had the opportunity to sleep with every woman that was here, well, except for you.” He sat silent for a moment as he hesitated to continue talking.

  “Rome hasn’t been invited in some time. We can’t have a bunch of stray women in and out of our circle.” She laughed at his reference to Rome’s former ladies as being strays- but then she thought, “damn, was that how they look at me? Do they see me as a stray?”

  “Now if you are the type to develop feelings for everyone you sleep with, this is not the life for you,” he stated with a matter of fact tone. By this time, she was sitting up in the bed studying this man with all his attributes. He was truly handsome. He ran his hand across her face and just stared at her. “Can I just kiss you good night?” His eyes said he was up to no good, but by now- she wanted to play his game. He leaned in to kiss her and then licked his lips as if he were savoring the taste of her tongue. She looked below his waist and shook her head at the thought of something that big entering her. He ran his lips across her ear as he stated in a low tone, “I won’t hurt you.”