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Hello everyone!

 

We are going to an off premise club tomorrow night and I have a hard time deciding what to wear. There's no theme. I have club wear for regular night clubs. When I wear these type of club wear at off premise clubs, I feel overdressed in comparison to the other guys.

 

I like to know from the perspective of the gals, what you find sexy and erotic clothes in a man. For example, I find the clothes in Victoria's Secret and Frederick very sexy and erotic which my wife wears. For man there is no similar catalogs for dressing hot and erotic for the ladies. I most of the time get compliments at work and home for dressing nice.

 

I would be greateful if you all can help me out on what turns the ladies on in terms of a man's clothes. I think ladies have an easier selection than man does to turn us on.

 

By the way I read past threads and it appears that guys have only to dress casual slacks and a nice shirt. I'm not satisfied with that. :)

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Originally posted by Highway Sexy Northern Star

By the way I read past threads and it appears that guys have only to dress casual slacks and a nice shirt. I'm not satisfied with that. :)

I will have to honestly say that a man in a pair of pants like Dockers, which fit nicely and a coordinated nice shirt are a real turn on for me. The biggest turn on for me though is the belt. I like to see a nice belt on a man, for me it sets off the whole appearance, maybe it's because I'll be wanting to see it closer up....;)

 

Lori

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:lol: :lol: :lol:

 

Laughing at Lori's belt comment! I love it.

 

:D

 

Ok, for me sexy on a man depends. If you are the average, everyday guy going to a swing club with his wife, then give me nicely fitted slacks and a banded-collar shirt anyday.

 

If you are into B&D, well that is something else altogether. Mmmmm...leather chaps and leather vest.

 

Or, if you really want to try something different, dress up like a Chippendales dancer. You know, tux pants, bow tie and cuffs. Yow!

 

:evil:

 

Have fun!

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At the last party my husband and I attended, he wore vinyl pants and a mesh shirt. He had a lot of ladies come up to him (after I wasn't around lol) and touch the shirt to see what material it was made of. Bad girls. :lol:

 

Just dress comfortably. Clean and neat are always a turn on.

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I prefer the dockers style of pants on men. They seem to compliment most men and look great from behind. I would suggest a golf/polo style shirt to go with it. A casual but smart combination in my book.

 

Annette :kissface:

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Turn ons for women are so different than men. I think there are 2 things that are important when I look at a man. I want a man that knows how to dress. Nice clothes are good. And shoes. I'm a shoe freak. If your shoes look like you've worn them every day for the last year, a lot of women will notice.

 

Oh yeah love the belt thing. I'm just thinking about what to do with it once I get it off. :)

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Originally posted by sexypairca

I prefer the dockers style of pants on men. They seem to compliment most men and look great from behind.

That is how I see it too. I guess I am a below the belt woman! LOL ....I love the way a nicely fitted pair of Dockers compliment the male's behind. You can tell a lot about a guy in those. Everytime my husband dons a pair and he turns around, I just melt. I do it with the other guys too. Now they can't be tight or anything, I mean nicely fitting. This applies to all sizes of men. Then when they turn forward to face you and have a nice belt with a shiny buckle of some sort, It just says "I am one hot dude" to me. Oh, goodness Northern Star....did you have to bring this subject up....

 

Lori ~ Who is running down to iron a pair of Dockers, Gene who is laughing and trying to get out of the door before I make him wear them while he is cleaning the gutters!

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Oh Sparky,

 

You horny little devil you. So, did Soapy get out of the house in time? Hopefully not for him. :evil:

 

You go girl. :lol:

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Originally posted by BostonDLT

Gee Lori, that's a lot words for a buckle. In lieu of that look, how about a simple ARROW?

Well, now if the belt buckle is shiny, easily detachable and has an ARROW pointing down...someone is gonna get lucky tonight! :D

 

Lori

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Originally posted by BostonDLT

By the way, when it comes to pleasing women, a man cannot be too overdressed....so just wear a nice tux and watch the ladies swarm around. ;)

I know this is going to date me, but many moons ago when I used to follow the soap operas on "As The World Turns" there was an actor who portrayed Grant Coleman (yeah I know it was twenty some odd years ago...but hey I can still remember his stage name). He brought all new meaning to a three piece suit. Just thinking about him stirs me up. YOWSER! Ooo la la and any other descriptive word which means the hubby is getting lucky tonight! (Wonder if he has a three piece stored somewhere? If not he has three pair of freshly ironed Dockers....:D)

 

Robert Redford will just have to wait his turn tonight! :bj:

 

Nope, you can't be too over dressed either!

 

Lori

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Lori,

 

You are right again. There's something about a man in a well fitted 3 piece suit that can get the motor racing. And a tux always works. The first time my now husband and I went out for NYE, he wore a tux. I could hardly stand it. He looked so good. :D

 

I guess basically just be sure whatever you wear fits you well and is neat and clean. Be confident and it'll show.

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Originally posted by Gwendolyn

If your shoes look like you've worn them every day for the last year, a lot of women will notice.

Geesh, I was having a hard time getting past the knees on this one! Doggone belts! :lol:

 

Shoes are definitely a part of the outfit. Hiking boots, Nike's and worn out shoes definitely take all of the sex appeal out of the picture, no nice belt will offset it.

 

Nice casual to dressy shoes (None of that shiny stuff for me though) completes the outfit!

 

Oh, my it is too early in the day to get this started. No wonder the husband is in hiding. :D

 

Lori

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lol, Sparky.

 

Cowboy boots. Black cowboy boots. My husband looks so hot when he's all dressed up in a nice shirt, black jeans and black cowboy boots. Sometimes I don't even want to let him leave the house. My, my, my. Umm hmmm.

 

Oh, why isn't he here when I need him? ;)

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Many years ago, I had to wear a suit to work every day. Something about that turns J on (maybe I can get her to comment.) Let's just say that there were some mornings that I was a little late to work... ;) It's nice to know that the Dockers we all wear now can have the same effect.

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Originally posted by BradAndJanet

Many years ago, I had to wear a suit to work every day. Something about that turns J on (maybe I can get her to comment.

Tell J to chime on in!

 

Highway Sexy Northern Star has started a thread for all of us lusty women! It is nice to hear what a woman likes on a man for a change instead of talking about frilly nighties and thongs!

 

Can't wait to hear what happened Highway Sexy Northern Star, don't leave us in suspense here!

 

Lori ~ AKA The Docker Drooler.....

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I like to thank all of you ladies who provided me with the tips on dressing up better. It was great to know what turns ladies for a man to dress sexy :D.

 

As a result I brought me yesterday my first pair of Dockers, light tan. Now I will need to find me a nice shirt with it. I do have the high heel Cuban dancing shoes and they look sharp. Also I have worn my shinny gold buckel belt last night and felt very sexy on the dance floor. Thanks I needed that ;) Hope you guys also benefit from the ladies tips. I definetly will pay more attention to the shoes and belts. Now if we coul only find that elusive couple with could play and have fun with. :fun:

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Woo Hoo! Sounds like you had fun! And there is no telling how many ogling eyes were on you while you were dancing.

 

Glad to hear it went well and that elusive couple will come along, just be patient.

 

Oh, by the way, can I just refer to you as Northern Star? Or do you prefer Highway Sexy? Or Sexy Northern? Or Highway Star? The possibilities are endless here, truth of the matter is, you have one very long screen name...:lol:

 

Glad you had a great time and hope you have many more in the future!

 

Lori

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Originally posted by DragonsLair

Cowboy boots. Black cowboy boots. My husband looks so hot when he's all dressed up in a nice shirt, black jeans and black cowboy boots.

Ah, the man in black! My husband coloring is flattered well with black attire and he looks hot too, so I know where you are coming from.

 

True story and a tad off point since we were not swingers at the time. My husband thought that on our annual trips to Vegas he should wear nothing but black. Not only did he feel it would bring him luck but he thought he looked pretty good too. Bear in mind here this was about five years ago.

 

He searched every store in three local counties and two states that we were traveling through to have a suit case of black jeans, Dockers, dress shirts and golf shirts. He bought several nice belts...:D and paid nearly $200.00 for a pair of cowboy boots in Nashville. Not to be incomplete, he bought a cowboy hat too.

 

I'll have to say he looked pretty sharp from the hat on his head to those leather boots when we boarded the plane to Vegas. What he didn't count on though is that we would lose our luggage and he would be stuck wearing those boots for nearly 14 hours before the luggage was found and brought to our room. His feet were SOOOOOOOO sore and he couldn't wear them the rest of the 4 days we were there. He slipped into his black Rockports and kept them on the rest of the stay.

 

Another reason to make sure that whatever you are wearing from head to toe, make sure YOU are comfortable. He didn't look so comfortable after the first 8 hours hobbling around the casino's. It really took away from the overall appearance and even the belt buckle couldn't fix it. :lol:

 

Lori

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Mr. Alura wears western clothing more than anything else. There must be a dozen pairs of boots and half-a-dozen cowboy hats in the closet. The boots range from eel skin to American bison to plain black leather. He's real particular about the brand, too, but I don't know the names of them.

 

The jeans he looks best in are Wranglers slim cut. He's got them in a rainbow of colors, too. They make his cute little ass look delicious. When he puts those on with a nice conservative shirt, ummm, Boy!

 

We get to spend next weekend together in Dallas while I'm there on a ten day business trip. We've got his wardrobe all planned. Does anybody have any suggestions on what we can do for fun? :kiss:

 

Smiles,

Mrs. Alura

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Wow, this is great! Who Knew? Tomorro, I think I'm going to buy several pairs of dockers, and maybe some stock in whoever makes Dockers pants, lol, oh yeah, better get some new belts. Thanks ladies.

 

BK

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I've read many a thread about what girls wear, well what about the men? We are going to attempt our first off premise social tonight for the heck of it and I was trying to pick out something for hubby to wear and I'm so clueless! I like him in just a nice shirt and khaki shorts. Is the dress for men as diverse as the girls? I wouldn't want to show up and then have all the guys in dress pants and neckties and him feel like he stuck out like a sore thumb. Thanks for the info in advance :)

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We have never been to an off premise social we have a local club we go to but I don't know if the same would apply. We have found at our club that the dress is not as diverse for the men as the ladies but we've just about seen it all. Everything to jeans and Hawaiian shirt, khaki shorts or pants with polos, but occasionally you'll see dress pants w/sports jacket and turtle neck (winter) and then last night even jeans and football jersey (not really a good choice IMHO).

 

Is there a website or someone you can call planning the social, I know with clubs you can usually check their site or email and ask them.

 

Don't know if that is much help but if it were me I would try to pick a middle of the road look probably more so for me (Mrs) than him since at the clubs the women can usually "show" a lot more in their attire and I assume the off premise is at a hotel or more public place.

 

Have fun and be sure to let us know how it went.

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The off premise club we attend has a dress code for men-shirts must have a collar, jeans must be in good condition, but dockers type pants prefered. Dress to impress is a good guideline. Not OVERDRESS mind you, just look good. I dress the Mr. when we go out & he usually ends up looking 'business casual'.

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We attend an on-premise club regularly and I have to say that 80% dress it up a bit. Dress shirt and slacks with dress shoes or polo shirts and dockers. Ties and jackets we see on occasion but it is not the norm. Jeans and t-shirts are not what I would recommend. Lets face it your trying to impress potential partners so treat like you are going on a first date to a nice restaraunt and dance club.

 

P.S. Shorts no-way.

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You should have seen the poor guys face fall when I said no shorts :(

 

Actually tonight I think it would be appropriate since the ad says "it's hot outside, wear as little as possible" I know it probably is more geared to the women but I think being mid-july is should apply to the guy too. He'll wear a t-shirt under his collared shirt but I imagine the outer layer won't stay on for long :lol: He's concerned enough about it that he'll settle with the slacks. Getting dressed should be the easy part, why on earth does it have to be so darn complicated :lol:

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At the clubs we go to most of them have some kind of dress code, allthough it is usually pretty basic. The common items are, no t-shirts, ball caps, or cuttoff shorts. It is interesting that allmost exclusively these rules aply only to men, I don't think I have ever seen any rules regarding women. If it was my club I would have one rule for women though, No Sweats, I can't believe the amount of women that will go out in public in sweat pants. It is the rare women that can look good in sweats, most just look like slobs, in my opinion. Almost every week we see a woman show up to the club in sweats though, they must not own a mirror. We see a quite a few people in shorts at the clubs but I think what my lovely wife is saying is, that a man in shorts just doesn't get her motor running. It's kind of funny that I saw this topic today because last night we were at the club and I was sitting talking to the host about ways they could improve the dress code and enforce it without driving people away. I didn't really have any good ideas, but it still suprises me how many people show up to the clubs to attract others, but obviously have put very little thought or effort into how they look.

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I can't imagine jeans not being the norm in any N.Texas club! They are considered appropriate wear for weddings and funerals and I've seen them at both. Really dressing up involves polished boots and a sport coat.

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Now I pay more attention to a guy's smile, bright eyes and hair than what's he's wearing. He was in a work uniform (park ranger at the time) when I met him and to me that was about as sexy as you got :lol: I just prefer the clothes to be in good condition, well coordinated and fit well. I also think more about the color than style, he looks so handsome in green. He'll just dress like he's going to the office...in winter :) It's very cool in Michigan today so it will work out fine. We are going more to get our feet wet and see what it's all about than to hook up. I just don't want to stick out like a sore thumb.

 

And I TOTALLY agree about the sweat pants. They are so unflattering I don't even own a pair. It seems for woman it's so easy to dress, put on something that's a little sexy and you have it made. I plan to wear a little skirt with a tank top and a sheer blouse with pumps. How easy is that!

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We had a fabulous time and fit right in. Probably one of the best nights of my life :) I'll add a reveiw for you Julie sometime this week when I'm thinking clearly again :lol:

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It was as cold as 45 degrees last night, it was quickly not an issue once it was 65 and that was before we left the house :lol: I think the slacks are definitely the best idea if you don't know the place you're attending, but at this place his shorts would have been acceptable. They were very nice ones he wears to the office and would have shown off his assests more just because he's lost weight and his slacks didn't fit as good as they could have but there wasn't time to shop. We'll make sure he has a nice fitting pair for next time... since there definitely will be a next time.

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Glad you had a good time.

 

I'll to about the stupid thing I did my first time at a club. Mr. was dressed just fine but I was feeling a little insecure and it was the middle of winter so I wore a dress but it was a little so "school marmish" and pantyhose. The pantyhose were the worst because as the night heated up the hosts asked me to lay on the bar and put whipped cream on my boobs and of course let Mr. and someone else clean me up. The dress was so high on my neck it would have been easier to pull it up from the bottom but because I was wearing pantyhose I was to embarrased for that (pantyhose are not flattering). So anyway, I did manage to get the top down on my dress and have never worn pantyhose again.

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Glad you had a good time.

 

I'll to about the stupid thing I did my first time at a club. Mr. was dressed just fine but I was feeling a little insecure and it was the middle of winter so I wore a dress but it was a little so "school marmish" and pantyhose. The pantyhose were the worst because as the night heated up the hosts asked me to lay on the bar and put whipped cream on my boobs and of course let Mr. and someone else clean me up. The dress was so high on my neck it would have been easier to pull it up from the bottom but because I was wearing pantyhose I was to embarrased for that (pantyhose are not flattering). So anyway, I did manage to get the top down on my dress and have never worn pantyhose again.

 

:lol: When I dropped off the kids my mom was getting after me for not wearing pantyhose. I wasn't sure if I should or shouldn't but decided it was better to go wearing too little than too much. I'm sooooo glad I didn't as I showed off waayyyyy more skin than I ever thought allowed and that would have lead to a similiar situation.

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We actually have a little ritual we go through now days before going out to the club. When we are both fully dressed we do a quick "easy access" check. Mrs. has sometimes changed clothes 2 or 3 times because her clothes weren't "easy access" enough. I'm pretty sure swingers are one of the few people with this problem. :lol:

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You know, I have to say I've learned so much from this board... this being a case in point. I read in a thread you want to wear what easily comes off. Had I not read that I would have worn something completely different. We'll have to start a "practice run" before we leave the house, my tank top though strecthy, could have come off a little easier. I might as well just be thinking ahead when I go shopping whether or not something has easy access. I haven't had to worry about this since I first started dating my husband :lol:

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The great thing about buying clothes for the club is Mr. never gets upset with me about spending the money. I am a clothes horse and shoes too. Club clothes are so much more fun to shop for than work.

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I have to tell you. I'm getting totally giddy about going shopping. This is going to be great. Normally when I walk into a shop I don't buy much of the stuff I think is great because I ordinarily have no place to wear them. Well this has all changed now. And hubby definitely doesn't have a problem with buying sexy wear. But you know, I don't like to shop by myself... I'm going to have to find a shopping buddy. I'm hoping we'll find a couple where the girl is into that kinda thing too and we can shop together. Do you take someone with you when you shop? I also like to know if there's something in an outfit that I'm not seeing...a pucker here or not as flattering as I think there. I do hate to waste money on something I see in a store that I think is great but then I get it home and see that it didn't look as good as I thought.

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The only shopping buddy I have is Mr. and he is good at it except when it comes to shoes because he thinks I have way too many already. I also buy alot of clothes on-line and if he doesn't like it or it doesn't fit right I send it back. I purchase alot from Venus Swimwear out of Florida. There clothes are geared to short skirts and low cut tops. I recently gave a catalog to the bartender at the club because she like one of my shirts. I also buy from Victoria Secret and Fredricks on-line. The stores in Reno are all "old lady" styles with the exception of the sex shops but they charge way to much for their products.

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Oh I love Fredricks... I think I might have to do a little surfing tonight. When I was at the Mall of America I did some window shopping (as taking two little boys in a store wasn't appealing) and saw some of the most awesome clothes I've ever seen. I did attempt one store and I was like a kid in a candy store... the clothes were so sexy and so trendy. Unfortunately we had no money left as it was the end of our vacation. My sister is a shoe queen, I always go to her for my shoe advice and my shoe collection needs some desperate help. I'll have to grab her for a weekend of shopping next weekend.

 

Well I'm off to get see what's in the Fredricks of Hollywood site...thanks for the suggestion :)

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My shopping buddy is the Mr as well, after all I am shopping to entice and attract the male eye so who better to help me pick out my club attire. Usually I find something I feel sexy in and then ask his opinion on how it looks and fits, if he is drooling and unable to speak . . . I buy it!

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My husband hates to shop so I drag him out as little as possible. If I do buy something sexy I'll bring it home and get all dressed up for him and then model what I've bought. So far he's never been disappointed...but then again I would wearing saran wrap and he would still be drooling. He's too easy to please. I wouldn't mind bringing along the female half of a couple we plan to get together with, that way I know it's her husband's taste too. And I could also find out what she likes to see men in as well. Is that a normal thing to do at all?

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We use the same shopping method as the Spoomonkey's. It has worked out so well that about a year ago a couple of Mrs. friends asked my wife how she picked out clothes that looked so good on her. She explained that she took me to the store and tried on clothes and set aside the ones that raised my blood pressure. Next thing you know I'm out on a clothes shopping trip with three women. I am very hands on, it is often neccessary to feel the clothes on the girls with my hands around the breast and buttocks area to make sure of the proper fit. These women seemed to really appreciate my thoroughness. The clothes store employees even brought me a chair to sit outside the dressing room so that I could perform my fitting inspections in comfort. I have a hard life sometimes. ::P:

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Oh my! Sounds like a great way to shop, I think hubby would love to take a few girls shopping and get to check everyone out and be able to feel a little on the side... When he came home for lunch today I asked him if he would mind shopping with me for sexy clothes and he asked when are we going :lol: If I'm ever in Nevada I'm getting you both to take me shopping ;)

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getting back to what guys wear...what about underwear? What would you ladies think about a guy in a thong or g-string? Provided, the guy is in decent shape, of course.

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Assuming everything goes good; eventually nothing. In all seriousness, I figure if she takes the time to get all primped up, the least I can do is the same. A shirt with a collar, and khakis or better. As far as underneath, it depends on my mood, sometimes silk boxers, sometimes commando (nothing). I'm not down with the thong or g-string. Just my personal tastes though.

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I'm not really fond of the way a man looks in a thong or bikini. I have this recurring nightmare of a particular man that came to our club. He was older (retired) in fair shape but when he stripped down to his thong and danced on the bar shoving his dick in everyones face it kind of ruined it for me.

 

I take my man out commando.

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mrs good times said:
I'm not really fond of the way a man looks in a thong or bikini.

 

I have never really liked a man in a thong, bikini or g-string. It just doesn't have the same effect as women in skimpy lingerie. Even the guys in speedos on the beach are just a real turn-off. I prefer the boxers or even some of the new ones that are like boxers but fit tight like briefs. Of course commando is always good.

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      Marilyn picked it up. “We’ve only had one time with a couple of friends. We liked it, heard about this place, decided to see if we could get into more trouble.”
       
      “Trouble’s our middle name,” I joked.
       
      Our conversation continued, where do you live, what movies have you seen lately, etc. It was a screen, of course, we were all calculating if the four of us would be pleasurable bedmates. I paid my attention to Marilyn, my wife had told me numerous times not to worry about her, she can take care of herself. My hand found Marilyn’s knee, she smiled at me, encouraged me to reach a tad higher. We bent towards each other, our mouths met.
       
      Marilyn opened her lips to me, the kiss was ardent, her mouth moist. She licked at my upper lip, her hand fondled the back of my neck. Our tongues clashed, promising cupidity, mimicking what I presumed our bodies might be doing in a few scant moments.
       
      We broke for a moment, Marilyn invited, “Would you guys want to go to one of the rooms?”
       
      I, of course, was all for it, but then I heard Mary. “Uh, not right now. But thanks.”
       
      We’ve always had the guideline that if one person doesn’t want to do something, she speaks for both of us. Regretfully, I pecked at Marilyn’s lips a last time, we stood, went separate ways.
       
      “You’re not upset, are you?” Mary asked me.
       
      “Of course not, not at all. You’re not in the mood?”
       
      “Oh, I’m in the mood all right, just not with Ed.”
       
      “Something wrong with him?” I asked.
       
      “I tried to get him interested,” Mary revealed, “but his kiss was a little cold, indifferent. I put my hand on his leg, he was too busy watching you and Marilyn, he never responded. My guess is that if we went into a room, he’d be watching you two, I’m not even sure he’d get hard for me.” It was a reasonable thought, it had happened to us a couple times before. “Hope you don’t mind, bet she’d have been a firecracker.”
       
      “Maybe. But you’re a firecracker too.”
       
      We headed back to the dance floor, in search of another couple.
    • By Ntexcouple
      I have posted several stories about Dee’s and my adventures in the swinging lifestyle. Then, I lost the love of my life to a drunk driver. I never knew a hurt as bad as losing the one person that gave meaning to my very soul. The first year I was just getting by, living if you want to call it that, day to day. I would wake up, go to work, come home, and sit outside drinking and feel sorry for myself. I still had friends that Dee and I had made, and they would try to get me out from time to time, but I just felt I was the odd man out, and it was more of a pity fuck than anything else was.
       
      Sue and Don were our best friends in the lifestyle, and they tried their best, but without Dee, I just couldn’t get back into it anymore. One Saturday, I was at home setting out by the pool, drinking, and, as usual, feeling sorry for myself when Sue showed up. She walked into the backyard, took one look at me, and gave it to me with both barrels.
       
      She said that Dee was dead, and as much as we loved her, that was not going to change. She is dead, and she is gone, and the way I was living my life, I might as well be dead also. Dee loved life, and she would not want me to be living like I was. She told me it was time for me to move on and start living again. After about an hour of us talking and crying, she had to get back home. I sat there the rest of the afternoon, thinking about what she had said and how true it was. Dee would not want me moping around, just like if I had been killed in that crash; I would want her to get on with her life. I set the beer down and just thought of all the things Sue had said. I called her that night and told her she was right and it was time that I started living again. She said that they were going to go to a house party the next weekend, and they had a friend that wanted to meet me. She told me her friend had seen some pictures of me, and she would e-mail some pictures of her, and if I wanted, she would fix us up for the party. I agreed, and she sent the pictures of Nancy for me to look at.
       
      The pictures she sent were of Nancy clothed, and I know the pictures of me that Sue had were not clothed pictures but were pictures of some of the parties we had been to. So she had the advantage over me in that regard. Nancy is a good-looking woman about 7 years younger than me, 5’6"/7" tall. She had blond hair and a good-looking body, from what I saw in her swimsuit picture. I called Sue the next day and told her that I would like to meet Nancy. She gave me her phone # and said she was expecting a call from me. She also said to be at their house at 6:30 Friday night, and we would all go to the party together.
       
      I called Nancy, and we talked for about an hour just to get to know something about each other. She knew all about Dee from Sue and said she went through something like that 3 years ago. Her husband of 18 years just up and left her with twin boys to raise. She had been single a little more than a year when her sons went off to college, and she decided to start living her life for herself. She was upfront and outspoken and said that she had always liked sex, but over the years, it had become predictable and ho-hum with her husband until he left. She told me that she got into swinging with a friend from work and her husband. She found that she liked the excitement of having sex with different people, both men and women, and she was not looking for a husband, just a fuck buddy. I agreed with her and told her I was not looking for a life partner but just needed to start living again.
       
      As Friday approached, I began to get nervous about going to the party. I knew several of the couples that were going to be there because Dee and I had been with them for some time or another. Even the thought of fucking Sue, no matter how many times she and I had fucked each other, made me nervous. I stopped by Don and Sue’s house Thursday night after work and told them I did not think I could go thou with it. We were sitting at their bar, and Sue told me I was just nervous about meeting Nancy. She said that I already knew most of the couples that would be there and I just needed to relax.
       
      Sue then took my hand and told me to come with her. She walked me into the den in front of the couch and undid my pants, and pushed them down to my knees. She then told me to sit down and got on her knees in front of me. She reached into my underwear and started to stroke my dick. I could feel my dick responding to her soft touch when she said to just close my eyes and relax and enjoy. With that, she pulled my underwear down to my knees and started to lick my hard shaft and balls. When her tongue left my balls and started up my shaft, her left hand would start holding and roll my balls around oh so softly. As her tongue got to the head of my dick, her right hand would start to stroke my shaft. Her mouth opened, and she took the head of my dick in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. I had almost forgotten how hot her mouth felt when she would suck my dick or how good she was at it. She knew just what she was doing and how to please a man with her tongue, mouth and hands.
       
      I opened my eyes to watch her head bob up and down and see my dick disappearing and reappearing from her mouth. I saw Don sitting at the bar, just watching his wife suck another man's dick. This was not the first time Don has seen his wife suck my dick, but in the past, he was with Dee or any of the other ladies in our little group. If not, he was most likely helping me with Sue, either licking her pussy or fucking her while she sucked my dick. But to watch him sitting there fully dressed while she was sucking me was a little strange and comforting at the same time. I realized just how good of friends they both were.
       
      I started to feel my climax grow deep down. I guess it had been a while, and I felt a rush of heat as I started to shoot my cum in Sue’s mouth. She sucked and stroked my shaft to get all she could out. I also forgot just how horny Sue got when she had a fresh load of cum shot in her mouth. She was humping my leg like a dog, and I could feel the heat of her pussy through both her pants and mine. As I tried to catch my breath, she looked up and asked if I was relaxed now. I told her that I was, and she said good, now go home and have a good night's sleep and they would see me at 6:30 Friday.
       
      Don started to protest that I could not come over and get his wife all hot and bothered and just leave him there alone to take care of her. Sue kissed me on the cheek and said yes, he can because he will need all his strength for when she and Nancy get a hold of me the next night.
       
      I stood up and redid my pants and told Don good luck, and as I was leaving, I heard Sue tell him to get his clothes off right now. She needed a good hard fuck.
       
      Friday came, and I arrived at Sue and Don’s house at 6:30 as planned. Nancy was not there yet, but Sue told me that we were not expected at the party until 8. Sue, Don, and I were sitting at their bar talking, and I asked where was this party we were going to and they said it was at a couple's house (Dan and Barbara) who they had met about 8 months ago. I did not know them, and I asked if they knew that I was coming, and without knowing me, were they ok with that. Sue told me that they knew and were fine with it, also that Robert and Cathy, and David and Joann would also be there, and that they all had vouched for me. Sue asked if I was still nervous, and I said yes I was.
       
      Meeting a lady for the first time, as a single, would make any man nervous, much less one you were going to a swinging house party with her as your date. Who would not be nervous? But knowing 3 couples that were going to be there helped somewhat. (Robert and Cathy were the first couple that Dee and I ever played with when we got into swinging, and David and Joann were part of the group that we got together with for about 3 years).
       
      Nancy arrived about 15 minutes later, looking stunning. She wore a low-cut gray blouse and a black skirt that stopped about halfway to her knees. Dark stockings and black high heels. She stood 5’7", about 135 lbs., and had legs to die for. Blonde hair, blue eyes, great smile, and very well-gifted up top. Her blouse was cut just right so that the mounds of her tits were showing down to the top of her nipples. She had an incredible tan line that went from a dark bronze color to almost show white ½" above her nipples. She was in her early 40’s, and I started to feel very nervous again. The four of us sat and talked until it was time to leave for the party, Sue ran and got her party bag, and we all loaded up in their SUV for the drive over. Nancy and I were going to sit in the back seat for the drive over, and as she was getting in, I saw she had on black garters that were holding up her stockings; with her low-cut blouse, I already knew she was bra-less, panty-less, well only time would tell.
       
      We arrived at the party, and I was introduced to Dan and Barbara. They are a nice-looking couple, early 40’s early 50’s, like most of the couples there. I saw that Robert and Cathy were already there, along with David and Joann. With a total of 10 couples there at the time, that made it 3 that I knew and 6 plus Nancy that I did not know. (I kept hearing Dee’s words; Mingle and meet, Mingle and meet over and over in my head).
       
      The party was going along like most house parties did, with people greeting one another, some snacks, some drinks, music, and dancing. Small groups standing around talking, a lot of flirting going on. As time went by, there were more people in different stages of undressed. A couple would be seen walking down the hall towards one of the bedrooms, more couples would be going out to enjoy the hot tub on the patio. Everyone was having a good time excluding myself. I had almost forgotten how at ease one could be and how much fun it was to be around people that thought of recreational sex the same as Dee and I did.
       
      (You see someone and you say, "I would like to fuck that person" They look at you and say, " I would like to fuck that person", and the two of you get together and fuck. Both enjoy it, and that is that. Your spouse knows about it and, most of the time, is there to enjoy it with you if not joining in. No jealousies ,no hard feelings, no fights, and most of all, no means no. But in the back of my mind, I kept thinking that I am now a single man in a couple’s lifestyle.)
       
      I was talking to a couple when I looked towards the area that had been set aside for dancing, where I saw Nancy, Joann, and Barbara all dancing together. All three had shed their blouses and were giving one hell of a sexy dance performance. I knew from what I could see from her low-cut blouse that Nancy had a nice set of tits, but to see her dancing topless they were great. They were round and firm with nipples that stood out ¾". At 43 years of age, they were more than likely bought, but real or Memorex, I did not care. I just wanted to suck on them. Her stomach was flat and firm and showed that she took care of herself at the gym. She still had her skirt on, but those long legs and that flat-toned stomach just started me to think how beautiful the meeting place must look.
       
      When the song ended, Nancy walked over to me and put her arms around my neck and kissed me. She looked me in the eyes and said, let's go. I want to have you alone first, and I had no problem with that. We walked down the hall and checked the first two bedrooms and found them occupied. The master bedroom was at the end of the hall, and when we opened the door, we saw Sue and Dan had already gotten there. We started to close the door, and Dan said to come on in. There was more than enough room on the bed; he and Sue only needed half of it.
       
      Nancy put her arms around my neck and kissed me, and whispered that she wanted me naked. At this point, she started to unbutton my shirt. I felt her firm breast pressing against my chest as I ran my hands down her sides. Her skirt had no snaps but was held up by the elastic waistband. It was just a matter of hooking my thumbs under the waistband and stretching it out a little so it would slide down her long legs. Just as I had suspected, she was panty-less. As she undid my pants, I cupped one of her tits in my hand and lowered my mouth to her nipple. My other hand found her wet hot pussy, and I started to finger fuck her with ease. Her hands had pushed my pants down to my knees, and she was stroking my swollen cock with both of her hands. I could hear her breathing getting heavier with each passing moment as I sucked her nipple and fingered her sweet wet hole. She looked me in the eye and pulled my head closer to hers for a long sexual kiss. She started slowly going down to her knees, all the while kissing my chest and stomach. When she reached my now rock-hard shaft, she cupped my balls and the base of my dick in both hands and opened her mouth to take its head into her mouth.
       
      As I stood there getting this magnificent blow-job from this woman, I looked over to the bed. Sue and Dan had moved to the sixty/nine position, and Sue was sucking his cock like she did mine the night before. Dan had his face buried between Sue’s legs, licking her sweet pussy for all its worth. He had his hands spreading it as far as he could to get his tongue in as deep as he could. I remembered just how good Sue’s pussy tasted when she would come, and she always came from a good licking. I wondered just how Nancy’s pussy would taste and did she enjoy it as much as Sue. It would not be much longer before I would find out because of the way she was sucking my dick and watching Sue and Dan, I started to unload in her mouth. My first squirt was deep inside her mouth; the second one she had pulled back but had her mouth open so that it landed in her mouth but mostly on the tongue. As she was swallowing the first two loads, the third hit her closed lips and started to run down her chin. She wiped it off with her finger and then cleaned her finger with her tongue. She stood up and looked me in the eye, and said thank you, we kissed deep and long, and then I told her it was my turn. As she landed down on the bed, I removed my shoes, socks, and pants. She was on her back naked except for her garters and stockings.
       
      I laded down beside her and started to kiss her gently on the neck; slowly, I worked my way down to her nipples, where I sucked and nibbled on each one of them. All the while, I was running my fingers in and out of her hot wet pussy. Her pussy was neatly shaved with just a puff of blond hair left above it. I have always preferred a little hair left instead of an all-shaved pussy, (I wondered if Sue had told her that and she shaved that way just for me). I was working my way down to her honey pot, and she was opening her legs for me. I normally like to work a woman by kissing, nibbling, and sucking on the inside of their legs before I dive into pussy licking. That always seemed to bring their tension up a notch, so when I did go for the gold, they were more than ready for it. With Nancy having her garters and stockings on, that kind of blocked that approach. I soon found out that she did not need that step of foreplay; I also found out that she was anything but a quiet climaxer. I had no sooner started licking, sucking, and nibbling her pussy than she started humping and screaming and cumming. She was begging me to fuck her right then, I needed a little more time to recoup from my climax before I could go on, and she didn’t seem to want to give it to me. I looked from between the legs, and I don’t know if Sue saw the whipped dog look in my eyes or if she was so turned on by Nancy's pleading for a hard fucking or what, but Sue came to my rescue once again.
       
      Sue was on top of Dan, and he was hammering away at her for all he was worth. Sue leaned over and started kissing Nancy and telling her to let it come. I was still down licking her pussy and thinking, "Let this climax run its course, and things will settle down till I recover and can produce again. With Sue's kissing and sucking Nancy's tits and Nancy sucking on Sue’s tits and a double effect. Dan announced that he was coming, and I felt myself coming back into the game. As I slid back up on Nancy to where I could enter her, Sue sat back up on Dan and started riding him hard. She was about to have her own climax and needed to concentrate on that. Just as I put the head of my dick to Nancy’s pussy she said NO, not this way; she pushed me off and got on her hands and knees and said do me from behind; I like it this way the best.
       
      I have no problem with doggie style, so I got behind her and guided the head of my dick into her pussy. I normally like to start slowly, but Nancy told me to do it hard and fast. So I jammed it into the hilt. She instantly started to rock back and forth, and it took a couple of seconds to get into her rhythm, but I got there and was on the in-stroke when she was rocking back and on the outstroke when she was going forward. Like I said before, you know when Nancy comes, everybody knows when Nancy comes, and it did not take long for her to come doggie style.
       
      After she came down from her climax, her body just went limp, and she sank onto the bed face down. Ok, I understand about fast climaxes; been there and done that a time or two myself, but this is the first time I had experienced it happening with the woman I was with. Normally it’s the man that has this happening. I lay down beside her and put my arm around he, and kissed her on her shoulder. I can hear and feel her breathing hard, but that is all the response I get. I look over and Sue is still riding Dan’s dick. I see that glazed-over look in her eyes, one that I have seen many times before, and I know that she won’t last much longer. Just then, I see Dan arch his back and drive into Sue as deep as he can go, his hands are pulling Sue down onto his shaft, and I know that he is releasing his load into her. Sue is wide-eyed and tells him Yes, give it to me, and I know from being there that she has also reached her climax. I lay there and watched her rock back and forth as Dan kept his back arched to give her as much dick as he could. I know the feeling of her pussy muscles on a dick, and I know what he is feeling at this moment. They are constricting and relaxing, constricting and relaxing as she rocks back and forth. Milking every bit of his juice out that they can. I watch as they slow down, and then Sue collapses onto Dan’s chest; she starts that silly giggle that lets you know that you did a good job.
       
      Sue rolled onto her back next to Nancy and looked at me, and asked if I was enjoying myself, and I told him yes. Dan said he needed a drink and asked if any of us wanted one. Sue wanted a margarita, Nancy wanted a glass of ice water, and I said I could use a beer. As Dan was off to get the drinks, the three of us sat up in the bed, the women sat cross-legged, and I just slid up between them and used the headboard as a backrest. I could smell the must of just fucked pussy in the air. There were two women sitting crossed-legged with their pussies open for all to see, and I still had a hard-on. Sue spoke first and said to Nancy, " Did I not tell you he was a good fuck or not" At that point, I could have crawled under the bed, except that Sue was now rubbing my hard dick. Nancy agreed and said that she can’t wait to go again. Sue said that the night was young, but Nancy would just have to wait her turn now because she was next. Thank god Dan showed up with the drinks.
       
      The four of us sat there talking and sipping our drinks. We could hear the party going on in the other part of the house with the music and the occasional orgasm from one of the partygoers or another. Sue asked if we knew where Don was, and Dan said he saw him with Joann, to which Sue said, "Well, he will be occupied for a while". All this time, Sue was stroking my hard cock, then she said that it looked like I was ready to go again, and so was she. Nancy asked her if we could all do it like they did it at the last party. Sue looked at me and then back at Nancy and said that she thought it would be all right. I must have had a questioning look on my face because Sue told me that I would defiantly like this.
       
      Sue had me sit on the side of the bed with my feet on the floor. She then turned around and straddled me backward. I felt her guide my dick into her pussy as she sat down on my lap. " As exciting as the unknown is when having sex with a new partner, it is just as exciting as being in the know and having sex with someone that you have been with before. You know just what they like, and they know what trips your button; Sue knew just what to do to trip my button." She started to rotate her hips to give my dick that just-right grinding. Feeling her slow humping up and down along with the rotation was driving me insane. About that time, I felt a tongue wrapping around my balls and work up my shaft to where I was buried into Sue’s wet box. I looked around Sue to see Nancy on her hands and knees licking not only my balls and dick but also Sue’s wet pussy, and Dan was behind Nancy just fucking away. Sue started to rotate and moan, which caused me to shove up harder; Nancy was licking and sucking faster, which made Sue moan and rotate faster. It was like a snowball rolling downhill. The more it went on, the faster it got. I don’t know what was going on with Dan, and I did not care. I know that I came harder and longer into Sue’s pussy than I can ever remember doing. I remember falling back onto the bed with Sue laying on top of me and still feeling a tongue licking the both of us, and then I heard a far-off scream that said fuck me fuck yes fuck me.
       
      Sue was pulling on my arms and telling me it was time that we rejoined the party. We walked down the hall naked and into the den. We went to the bar, and I sat down on one of the stools. Sue went and got us both a drink and stood between my legs with her arms around my neck. She asked me what I thought of Nancy, and I told her that she was definitely different than any woman that I knew. She said that there was a long story behind that and she would tell me later, but not tonight, I laid my head down between her breast, and she was holding me and rubbing the back of my head when Don came walking up to join us.
       
      Don sat down on a stool, and Sue went over and put her arms around him and asked if he was having fun; I said that he looked like he had been road hard and put up wet. To which he came back with a one-word answer. " Joann". Sue and I just laughed, and I asked if she was still a whirlwind in bed, and he said that she was a man killer if you let her.
      Sue kissed us both and said that we men better get used to the whirlwinds because they are going to rule the world someday.
       
      Note from Jay:
      I have tried to express some of my feelings, thoughts, and happenings into the stories about how I got back into swinging after Dee’s death. I know that it is not your typical swing stories that you are used to reading here. I know that I have brought up couples out of the blue for those that have not been on this site for very long. There are stories posted by " Jay and Dee" that tells how we got started in the swinging lifestyle, how we found out that Don and Sue were swingers, and stories that were milestones in Dee’s and my journey into this wonderful lifestyle.
       
      A lifestyle that I thought had ended with Dee's death. A lifestyle of freedom, pleasure, understanding, and pure joy that I thought I would never be a part of again if it were not for Sue. Some might read into these stories that I have an infatuation with Sue. That is not true. I love Sue. If you go back and read The Surprise, you will know that I have known Sue since we were in elementary school. Her older brother was my best friend until we graduated high school; now, her husband is my best friend.
       
      If it were not for Sue and Don standing by me and pulling me out of my depression, getting me back into not only the lifestyle but life itself did I meet Pam.
       
      Pam is another story all together
       
      I lost Dee in 2004, and the stories about how I got back into the swing happened in 2006. In future stories, I will try not to go back too far into the past, but sometimes my thoughts go there, to a time, a place, or a person that is so important to me that I must bring it up for the story context.
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