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Would you want to know if a couple you meet at a swingers club is also polyamorous?

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Last Thursday I went to a local club. I'd been there before with my husband, but this time I went with, well, I honestly don't know what to call him. Friend-ish person is usually how I refer to him.

 

So, Friend-ish and I go to the club. It's a great night to be there, enough people to make it fun without it being crazy crowded. Very nice. We're hanging out in the hot tub (one of the main reasons we decided to go) and a bunch of people assume we're "together" until I start talking about hubby or he starts talking about his live-in partner or my boyfriend comes up in conversation. Then we get the look. The confused, "I'm not entirely sure what's going on here" look. So we explain we're poly, that we are somewhere in between being friends and being in a relationship, touch briefly on how our relationships work, and say life is great. One of two things seemed to happen. Either people were very much okay with this concept and it made perfect sense OR they were completely confused/not feeling it and felt the need to wander away. Almost immediately.

 

Where I live, poly is VERY common. Open relationships in general are practically considered "normal" (at least in my age bracket, 20s-30s). Because of this, I wasn't expecting much discomfort/confusion when poly came up. HOWEVER, I still felt uncomfortable just bringing it up out of nowhere! Part of me felt like it wasn't pertinent (I mean, really - I wasn't even there to play so why do people need to know?) but another part of me thinks that this is part of who I am and I should LEARN to be comfortable talking about it, regardless of my intent when conversing with people.

 

I guess I just wanted to ramble on about this for a while, and ask a very simple question.

 

Is it pertinent? When you're talking to someone at a swing club (or party or whatever), would you want/need to know if they are with their ONLY partner or just one of a few? If yes, why is that information important? Do other poly folks make it clear when they are meeting potential playmates?

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Ya know how some folks on the forum talk about only wanting to swing with a certain type of couple? Like they have to be married or committed or be together for a certain amount of time? I think there's that factor. Then there's the poly factor. I think some people haven't heard of it. Some people are scared to death of it. Some are just plain confused. And some are okay with it or go with the flow. Then you add into the situation how some swingers are more afraid of STDs and limiting play time to a specific group of people...gosh darnit! There's just so many variables!

 

As small talk, I think we've asked couples how long they've been together but I'm not certain if we really care about that...it's just to get the conversation going. Sometimes we'll ask how long they've been in the LS...again, it doesn't really matter unless it's less than a year then we start to be cautious. In your case, since you two were talking and clearly were talking about everyone involved, some clarification was bound to be asked. In a way, it's almost akin to how much swingers want vanillas to know about them. I'd gather that the majority of swingers might denounce that they were swingers if asked point blank while others might hesitate, weigh the pros and cons, then answer or they would be honest about it no matter what. I think being poly and admitting to it to swingers is kind of like that. Some swingers just won't get it. To some swingers, you'd talking about one of their worst nightmares (emotional-romantic attachment to someone other than your partner? Sacre bleu!). I think it boils down too your comfort about exposing this part of you, as you stated. There are going to be people who will shy away from you after knowing that part of you and others will not.

 

km34, be proud and don't you worry your pretty head about those that skitter away after they know the truth.

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I completely understand your feelings... I have a very close, actually may as well admit it, girlfriend. (Lucky for me she and my wife have become best of friends.) A couple of weeks ago I was contacted by a single female who wanted to meet. My wife wasn't really interested in playing with her and it was clear from the her profile that she wanted FF play. My wife and I talked about it for a while but she just wasn't what my wife was looking for... My wife's suggestion was to see if the single female would like to meet my girlfriend and I instead. Initially I said I was uncomfortable with that, but after some cajoling I emailed her and and laid out the situation. I expected the single female to say something like, "so long Buddy" Mainly I was worried about her acceptance of me having a poly relationship. In anycase she responded back immediately saying yes to meeting my girlfriend and I rather than my wife and I. We are meeting her later this week...

 

Also my wife has a male friend she sees occasionally. Last weekend she took him to a meet and greet, while I was attending a shibari/kinbaku event. They had no problem meeting other couples and took another married couple home for the night.

 

For sure there are many who would be judgmental, but not as many as I thought. It has surprised me how many swingers have told us they wish they had our situation. Really I dont know why Poly is an issue all. Most swingers don't care that the person they're taking to bed is married, they may say they do, but then they search for a unicorn! It is really more about the chemistry between everybody than it is about having some kind of paper certificate buried in some drawer. I think Sunbuckus is right just be truthful. If they cant take the truth.... well they need to look around and see what the range modern relationships are like.

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. . . Is it pertinent? When you're talking to someone at a swing club (or party or whatever), would you want/need to know if they are with their ONLY partner or just one of a few? If yes, why is that information important? Do other poly folks make it clear when they are meeting potential playmates?
Not an important qualifier for us. It was helpful that among the first people we met at a swingers' club (eight years ago) were people in polyamorous relationships. This set the tone for us. We early learned to accept and even cherish people in non-traditional relationships.

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People are going to be comfortable with somethings and not with others. You cant be anybody but who you are and let others figure out if they can deal with it.

 

I will admit, if I knew you prior to that event, I would be fine with it. If I didn't I might be a bit suspicious only because I have seen far more people cheating that were looking for ways to explain it than I have met people that were poly. I wouldn't walk away but I would want to get to know everyone involved better first. The last thing we want to do it get caught in the middle of that cheating mess. That may not sound fair, but like I said, we have run into far more people cheatinng than we have poly, and since you were not all there at the same time, well......I hope you see my point.

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I will admit, if I knew you prior to that event, I would be fine with it. If I didn't I might be a bit suspicious only because I have seen far more people cheating that were looking for ways to explain it than I have met people that were poly. I wouldn't walk away but I would want to get to know everyone involved better first. The last thing we want to do it get caught in the middle of that cheating mess. That may not sound fair, but like I said, we have run into far more people cheatinng than we have poly, and since you were not all there at the same time, well......I hope you see my point.

 

You do make a good point. I hadn't thought about how other people might be dishonest and be cheating by not going out with their spouse but with a girlfriend or boyfriend without their spouse's knowing.

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Early in our swinging days I guess we would have that it strange, but have since learned of the variety of relationships in this l/s. Early on we met two couples..and they have sort of poly arrangement, the wife of one couple is more in a relationship with the husband of the other. The remaining two are friends, but do go as couple when looking for swing fun. It was very confusing for us a first as we did not really understand who was married to who based on our brief meets with them. (They have become really good friends!)

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Personally the information is not important to us. It's small talk to get to know someone and it doesn't affect our decision to play with that couple. But I share Coupleerotic suspicion on the honesty aspect because that's my experience as well. anyway i think you shouldn't hide your poly relationship if it comes up. Many simply don't know what it is and how it's different that swinging. If they seem confused and don't want to hear it, then it's their loss and you probably don't want to play with them anyway.

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Where I live, poly is VERY common. Open relationships in general are practically considered "normal" (at least in my age bracket, 20s-30s).

I thought you lived in the land of hipsters, and was surprised to see there was an issue with this. :)

 

 

Is it pertinent? When you're talking to someone at a swing club (or party or whatever), would you want/need to know if they are with their ONLY partner or just one of a few? If yes, why is that information important? Do other poly folks make it clear when they are meeting potential playmates?

 

It wouldn't be a big deal to us. I would imagine that if we found out a couple was in a poly situation, Mrs two4you would ask about 237 questions, all out of genuine curiosity. She'd follow that up with a "Cool!", and then we'd see where the evening took us.

 

I get the concern about cheaters playing the poly card, but I think, maybe incorrectly, that if that were the case it would be figured out in short order.

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I get the concern about cheaters playing the poly card, but I think, maybe incorrectly, that if that were the case it would be figured out in short order.

 

Exactly, that is why I said we would want to get to know them better. Talk to people for a while and, unless they are sociopaths, things start not to add up if they are lying. Unfortunately, there are a good many folks that don't spend much time trying to get to know someone, they just bolt at the slightest issue. Some of them also seem to complain they can't find REAL people in the lifestyle. How do they know if they are real or not if they spend no more than 5 minutes talking to anyone.

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I thought you lived in the land of hipsters, and was surprised to see there was an issue with this. :)

 

You find very few hipsters at this particular club... haha

 

I am pretty sure it didn't even cross anyone's minds that we could potentially be cheating. He had been their with his partner a few days prior, hubby and I have been there together, and the way we talked about our partners made it clear that we all knew one another. Granted, that could all be staged, I suppose, but I'm not that good of a liar so it would have been epic failure had I tried. :blush:

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There's only one part that would be important to us: So are you available or open to adding us to the play tonight? Or are you already on an exclusive date?

 

That's the only thing that confuses me when I see polys/groups.

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:bump:

 

I thought this was an interesting question!

 

 

Is it pertinent? When you're talking to someone at a swing club (or party or whatever), would you want/need to know if they are with their ONLY partner or just one of a few? If yes, why is that information important? Do other poly folks make it clear when they are meeting potential playmates?

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We have met other couple's that are part of poly 'situation' I guess you can call it. They are married but not to each other, or part of swinging group. Honestly when it came to playing it just got confusing if they were in as a couple or not? When it's confusing or complicated, I am just out. I would rather go home with the wife, you know? In fact now that I think about it I think that's what happened last Saturday night. Like I said it just get's confusing.

 

So I guess if you are a poly couple out together be straight forward about it, where your lines are and who you are with that night.

 

The other immediate bail, we have found is the poly group of two girls and a guy. We learn that and we are out, because the guy only wants to get his threesome on(not that I blame him). You can chat with the girls all you want, but he's doing everything he can to get his threesome going. We've seen that almost every time we go out. Even when we have played with the girl/s before!!

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I had to go back to the original 2013 post to see what the question really was. To answer the OP, I'd say that there is no need to tell people at a swingers' club that you are maintaining a polyamorous relationship.

 

As for why a person might back away from you after it comes up in conversation, the reason is that something different seems to come up in different people's minds when the P-word is spoken. To some people it seems (wrongly) to mean that you go out and find as many sex partners as you can. Another misconception is that it is equivalent to an open relationship. Yet another problematic interpretation is that you maintain intimate relationships with a number of couples or singles as compared to sharing bodily fluids with just one other couple or single.

 

To me, polyamory means that you are expressing love to more people than your legal spouse or significant other and you actively pursue paths that will maintain those loving relationships. No harm to anybody at a swingers' club in that.

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I guess so...not in a gossipy way but I enjoy knowing what people are in it for, what are you looking for... example. Married/single, looking for long term fwb or just play for tonight etc...

Just easier to proceed maybe?

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      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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