Another long one here, so get cozy!
Our good friends invited us to join them on a family camping trip (June 2007). The first night our friends revealed to us they had started swinging. I could tell they were very nervous about telling us—especially me, since they had the impression that I was a bit of a prude.
I was very intrigued, though I’d never giving swinging any thought before. It simply never occurred to me that it was an option. I wanted so badly to ask them a bunch of questions, but Mr. Sweet said that, “Hey, that’s great for you and all that, but I don’t think she would go for it." Boy, was HE ever wrong! Needless to say, I pulled him aside or a private discussion at the first available opportunity.
The next evening we did ask a bunch of questions, and our friends told us the story of their first Meet & Greet. Let me tell you, it was HOT. Anyway, I got so turned on, Mr. Sweet and I ended up sneaking off to the camp showers in the middle of the night!
Over the next couple of months there was a lot of flirting and a little voyeuristic activity between us and our friends. My honey and I decided that even if nothing further happened with our friends, we wanted to give swinging a try. Okay,
I decided, lol.
Then our friends invited us to joint them at a Meet & Greet. It was out of town, and we agreed to share a hotel room--just as friends. It was a toga-themed party, but as we got the invite at the last minute, we didn't have costumes. We walked in, legs shaking, and were relieved to see only about half the people were dressed up. Our friends introduced us to a couple people, but the music was so loud, we weren't able to really carry on a decent conversation. That, and we had NO clue what to do. So, like the total newbies we were, we just stood/sat there, waiting for someone to come talk to us. I did get on the dance floor a time or two, but no one seemed interested in joining me/us.
We ended up going with our friends to another room for what we no know to be an "after-party". We sat around and talked with the two other couples, though Mr. Sweet and I were only mildly interested in one of the couples. Once two of the girls started playing, our friends and I decided to leave.
We sat up and talked for awhile, but ended up crawling into bed with our own spouses to sleep. In the wee hours of the morning, Chris woke me up in a very nice way. I tried my best to be quiet, but it was a lost cause. We'd woken our friends up. I apologized, but Mr. Friend said he didn't mind, for us to continue. So Mr. Sweet went back to what he was doing, but I was having trouble relaxing. Mr. Friend again assured us that he didn't mind hearing us, but if he may be tempted to join us . . .
He did, and that was my/our first MFM. Followed shortly by Chris joining Mr. and Mrs. Friend for the same. Then we moved on to full swap. I'll never forget Chris telling Mr. Friend, "Yeah, when she starts to pull away like that, you pretty much have to grab her hips and pull her back to you." He said it in the same way a golf pro might give you advice on your golf swing!
It turned out to be a great experience, and we're still good friends with these folks.