Between the Sheets

We had a date set over a week in advance. I was nervous. We hadn’t met this couple before (like we would typically for drinks of coffee). But, we were driving such a long way that we had agreed with them that if the chemistry was there (and there was no fault among us if it was not) we would play.

I had spoken with the guy from the couple and J had spoken to the woman. Typically we speak only as couples, but they were often separate because of their “work schedules.� I had not spoken to the woman and I was apprehensive about that. Normally, I want a little girl talk with the woman before we play. Though that kind of talk isn’t my strong suit, I want to get a sense of her personality and feelings before we swap partners.

I had a hesitation about them, and I couldn’t truly place what it was. So, I dismissed it, though it nagged me even as we walked to their door. We sat thru a couple glasses of wine and I thought I could tell from J’s face that he wasn’t interested in going further. I asked him discreetly about it, and he said it was fine. He tells me now, that he was just hoping he would get over what was zero chemistry between he and the woman.

We began playing with them—I with him and J with her. I was enjoying my play with the other man, but had an eye turned to J the entire time. J eventually turned his attention to me as he realized there was no potential intimacy with the woman. She ultimately stepped out of the room for a moment (said she needed some air) and J, the other man and I played for a few moments. That was the only highlight of the play. I was sucking on J while our play partner fucked me from behind.

The evening ended very early after that. But, the conversation with the male from the couple did not stop there. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that we didn’t enjoy ourselves. So, in conversation after the weekend, we politely tried to tell him that we weren’t going to play anymore. He sensed it was because of his partner, so immediately asked if we’d like to play without her. If my bad feeling wasn’t our first red flag, that could have definitely been it.

So, he suggested a threesome. He enjoyed my company, intimately speaking, very much and would like to explore it. The truth came out then that he was, in fact, married to someone else (not his play partner). And, he wanted not a threesome at all…but to play with me exclusively.

We have closed lifetime accounts on sites we belong to, changed email addresses, and phone numbers—and hope we don’t see a boiled bunny in our kitchen anytime soon. No, the “new lover falling for one of you� is not a good outcome of swinging. Give me orgasms (and lots of them!), but don’t give me grief!

Needless to say, this was the last time that we played on the first date and the last time we didn’t trust our instincts…