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THE SWINGERS BY Betty Noone THE INVITATION What do guys talk about with each other? In my opinion there are three topics that men talk about when pal-ing around with each other. And in order of importance, they are: 1. Sports. The talk about the 'game' over and over again. Talk about the team the players, the hits and the misses. Ad infinitum. 2. Sex. Ogling the women, making lewd remarks about their anatomy, how they would like to 'jump on their bones,' etc. 3. Sex Complaints. Saying that their wives have been less than eager lately to have sexual encounters. They have their period, a headache or simply not in the mood. That they are getting laid once a month or less, and that their wives to not seem to understand the husband's needs. A male must be really in need before he will reveal his sexual at-home problems with his golf mate and working associate. And Greg Richards, 37, white, male, married to Gail for thirteen years. They have two children, a boy Greg, Jr, age 10, and Gina, aged 7. Greg works for a medium sized company and he is vice president in charge of the Human Resources department. His golf mate, James Carter,also is a vice president at the same company and is in the Sales department. They have been playing golf together every Saturday morning for the past seven years. While they are in each other presence taking into consideration their hours at work and most of the day on Saturdays, they really do not know much about each other's personal lives. They have yet to go out socially as a foursome, even though each met the other's wives at company functions. And that is not unusual in male-male relationships. But today was different. After the round of golf, and at the club-house having lunch Greg was mouthing off about how his sex life with Gail has deteriorated. Greg was an honorable man, and was quite capable of enticing women to bed with him, but he honored his moral standards, and so far, has not wavered. Jim asked how he was getting relieved, and Greg, said, "You know. By myself. Although he confessed that he felt guilty having to do. After a while, Jim said, "Do you mind if I tell you that I may have a solution to your problem? Something that would spice up both you and Gail's sexual activities? It is a little different, but don't say 'no' until you hear me out." Greg nodded his head and listened. Jim lowered his voice and in an almost conspitorial whisper, began" "Until about seven months ago, I was having the same problems at home as you are now. But then we found a club. We had to open our eyes and accept a broader view of what we wanted, but since we joined, our sex has been incredible." He went on: "We joined a swingers club. Do you know what that is?" Greg said, "I think so, but I am not sure." "Well, a group of us get together once a month, and we exchange partners for the night. There are rules so that no one gets hurt or doesn't do what they do not want to do. But that one night with another partner, for both of us, has stimulated our sex lives 1,000 percent at home. We now enjoy each other like never before. But like I said, you have to get over, that at least once each month, you and your wife will be making out with someone else in the group. Now, I'm telling you this because the ideal amount is four couples. One of our couples just moved away due to a company transfer, and our group needs another couple. What do you think?" "Wow! That thought has never occurred to me. I know I would like to have sex with a woman, any woman, but I would not, maybe could not, do it behind Gail's back. I really would have to talk to Gail about this and get back to you." "Tell you what. Why don't you and Gail come to our next meeting. They are always on Friday nights, the end of the work week. You don't have to participate, just come. Meet the other couples. The dress is casual. They are all really nice people, you would like to be with them even if you didn't join us. What have you got to lose?" "Under those conditions, I think I can induce Gail to attend with me as long as she isn't forced to do anything." Jim took a napkin and wrote down the date, time and address of the next meeting and handed it to Greg. He told Greg the importance of being prompt (7:30 PM) and that they would leave the house no later that 1AM. Greg took the napkin, folded it to fit his pocket and put it in. The following Monday Jim stopped by Greg's office and said, "Well?" "It took a lot of talking, but we will be there. Like you said, promptly at 7:30." "Great. I think you and Gail will find it eye-opening." THE FIRST MEETING. Due to his using MapQuest on his computer Greg had good driving directions to get to the meeting house. It was only about a 20 minute drive from his own house. Greg was excited about the possibilities especially when described by Jim but Gail was more hesitant. She was really aware of the stresses she put on her husband, who incidentally she loved very much, but she just wasn't interested in having sex anymore. She was sorry about that, and was sort of aware of what Greg was doing to get relief, but felt she was unable to comply with his needs at this time. So she agreed to this meeting, the clincher being she would not be forced to participate if she didn't want to. The meeting house was in a very nice neighborhood, similar to Greg and Gail's. They arrived five minutes early and saw that there were two other cars already parked in the driveway. They assumed, and correctly so, that the other couples had already arrived. They were greeted warmly at the door and introductions were made. The other couples were all about the same age and in the same educational and financial levels. Of course Greg and Gail knew Jim and Wilma who came over quickly and greeted them warmly. Wilma took Gail by the arm and after taking her around to meet the two other couples sat her down and began to re-assure her, sensing Gail's nervousness about the whole thing. She explained that the couple at whose house they were now in, is the place where all the meetings are held, as they have a four bedroom home and do not have any kids. In the dining room there was set up plates of snacks, different bottles of liquor and beer, as well as a small plate with some white pills on it. At 7:45 Harold and Cheryl Winters, the owners of the house, took a knife, rapped on a glass for attention, and said it was time for the meeting to get to order. He read from a paper, and stated the rules, the same he did at the beginning of every meeting. Condoms must be used. No physical violence. 'No' means 'no'. No dirty talk unless requested by your partner. Each bedroom has an alarm that is set for 12:30AM so that everyone can reassemble in the living room by 12:45 A.M. to set the date for the next session and to hear any suggestions for the next meeting. All votes are voice votes and the majority always rules. You may not choose the same partner two meeting in a row. This insured that everyone in the group gets a chance to experience each other. With that he said that he would chose a partner first, and pointed at the wife of the third couple, who when he pointed at her and said her name, she rose from her chair, went to his side and took his hand. His wife then chose the husband of the wife that was just chosen. Both couples left the room and went into two of the four bedrooms. This left Jim, Wilma, Greg and Gail. Wilma said to Greg, "Be my partner." In his excitement Greg left Gail's side and went to Wilma reached out and took her hand. This left Jim and Gail. Jim took Gail's hand, and said "Please be my partner. I won't do anything that you don't want me to do." With that assurance she reluctantly put her hand in his. She was really hoping that Greg would say, "Stop! This has gone far enough, but when she looked for him all she saw was her husband slowly closing the door the bedroom #3 behind him. "That bastard!" Gail thought. She allowed Jim to take her into bedroom #4 and she said to Jim, "Get me a drink!" "What kind do you want?" "I don't know. Whiskey, a lot of it." Jim went to the dining room poured a half glass full of bourbon and brought it to her. Gail was not a drinker, but she was so angry that she downed most of it in one gulp. The effect of the alcohol and her anger at her husband for proceeding without her being consulted, was that she began to unbotton Jim's shirt. With that Jim dropped his trousers, removed his loafers, which he wore without socks, and stood there in his boxer shorts. He proceeded to unzip Gail's dress without protest from her. The alcohol was starting to release her inhibitions. He lifted her easily and gently deposited her in the bed. She reached behind her, and took off her bra, as he slowly and carefully removed her panties. Jim was a very good lover. He did not force himself on Gail.. First he cuddled her, then nuzzled her, all the while assuring that she could stop at any time. Jim spent over one half hour warming her up. Kissing and licking her breasts, stroking the inside of her thighs. She thought, "Greg has never, ever made love to me like this man is doing." and she allowed herself to get hot. She began to feel desires inside of her that she hadn't had in years. Suddenly she wanted this man inside of her, and she told him so. Jim was ready. He opened and unrolled a condom that was available on the night stand and insisted that Gail put it on him. Gail was at this time ready to oblige Jim with anything he wanted. And he slowly entered her, and she felt him. At she found that it felt good. He waited until he felt that Gail was ready before he began his serious stroking, and willing or unwilling, but by now, mostly willing, Gail lost herself in the heat of the moment and participated fully. She rolled, and pumped and wanted him more. He was careful to make sure that Gail attained an orgasm before he experienced his. They lay in each other's arms, sweaty, but fulfilled. He left his penis inside of her, and she could feel the warmth of it, even thought she was spent. She realized that in the years that she was married to Greg, she never climaxed as she just did with this man. Unlike Greg, who would turn his back and go to sleep as soon they finished with sex, Jim cuddled her, held her, and whispered to her. She told him how much she enjoyed it, and confessed that her times with her husband never were as satisfying as this one was. Jim advised her to take the lead, and to tell Greg just what it is she would like him to do. He assured her that Greg would listen to her and become a better lover. So, for a woman who was not prepared to participate at all, Gail found that she had a delightful experience and would certainly want to try it again. She also resolved to follow Jim's suggestions and to lead Greg to what she expected of him. Jim was prepared to continue on with additional acts, but he thought better of it, this being Gail's first time. So instead he allowed her to doze off in his arms, and soon he too, fell asleep. They were not into sleep more than 45 minutes when the alarm clock buzzed telling them that they had fifteen minutes to re- assemble in the living room to make plans for the next meeting. When they re-entered they found the other three couples already there waiting for them. Harold asked the Richard's. " Well, what do you guys think? We would love to have you join us." Jim was quite happy with his experience with Wilma but looked at Gail to see what her reaction was. After she saw Jim's look, she said, "We want to join." Every one rushed over to them congratulating them on their decision and welcoming them into the club. As they were saying goodnight promptly at 1AM, Jim whispered to Greg that that each guest couple reimburses the Winters with $50.00 to cover the cost of the food, liquor, condoms and cleanup. Greg said he thought that was fair. One couldn't rent a room in a cheap hotel for less than $100.00. They returned their home at 1:20, the ride home being quiet, each lost in their own thoughts. Jim paid the sitter and drove her home, waiting in the driveway until she was safely in the house. He got back home at 1:45 finding that his wife had already showered and was sound asleep. He showered as quietly as he could, put on his pajamas, and slipped next to his wife who had her back turned to him. When she felt his body next to him, she turned and faced him and he took her in his arms, and that is how they slept the night. Each one with a smile on their faces. The next morning, being Saturday, they spent some time at the kitchen table having juice, coffee and jelly toast, talking about the previous evening. The conversation started out at how nice and normal the other couples seemed. That it would be nice to become social with them later on. Then hesitantly at first, they each explored the sexual events of the other of last night. Gail told him she was ready to have sex with Greg more often, but that she would tell him how she wanted him to do it and when she would want it. Greg didn't have a problem with that, and was overjoyed that sex with his wife would resume. THE NEXT FRIDAY. Nothing happened the rest of the week, but on the next Friday morning, as he was about to leave for work, Gail tells him that she is sending the children off to Grandma and Grandpa's for the weekend and that tonight would be the night. Greg came home carrying two dozen roses, and Gail, seemed happy to get them. She did as all women do, she smelled the flowers and took in their aroma. Then she looked for and found a vase, clipped the rose stems, added the flower food that came with the package, and set the roses in the vase. She fluffed the roses to make them fuller, and placed them in a prominent place in the living room. Greg was pleased at how Gail accepted his offering. "What's for dinner?" he asked. "Dinner will be late tonight. We have things to do." With that she took him by the hand and brought him to their bedroom. She began to undress him, (she had never done this before) and he felt how sexy that was. As she was unbuttoning his shirt she is softly telling him how she wants him to do it. How he must go slow and warm her up first. Women do not get as excited as easily as men do and must be slowly brought up to heat. And to be sure to pay attention to her after the act is done. To make sure that her needs are met before his, so that he must go slow, and be aware of her, and only when she is about to orgasm, should he allow himself to ejaculate. She put a condom on him, (she also never did this before) and she lay down on her back. Greg tried to do as he was told, and when he did not, Gail gently corrected him and he complied. It felt so good for Greg to be with his loving wife again. He was surprised at how she reacted to him when he properly prepared her, and found that he was pleased that he was now able to please his wife. Afterwards, they showered together, they hadn't done so in years, scrubbing each other's body with soap and found themselves kissing and hugging under the hot, wet spray of the shower. They were having fun. They got back in their night clothes, and when Greg turned his back to her to go to sleep, Gail poked him and said, "Turn around and hold me." And he did. It felt good to both of them. He didn't mind that his wife was now forward and directed him as to what pleased her. THE SECOND MEETING The next day, being Saturday and golf day, Greg could not wait to tell his friend Jim about the change of events in his household. Jim listened, and told him, "It gets better after each meeting. You'll see" Jim couldn't wait until the next meeting of the swingers club. Gail found herself looking forward in anticipation to it as well. Greg and Gail got to the house a few minutes before 7:30 PM on the Friday night of the next meeting. As usual the other couples were already present. Now that they have decided to join, they were unaware that they were to receive further instructions as to the rituals of the club. Harold seemed to be the one in charge, and when all were comfortably situated in the family room, he directed his comments to Greg and Gail. "This is about exploring our sexuality in any and all forms. We are always seeking ways to expand the sexual experience even more. What is important, and what you must always remember, that these sessions are merely animalistic passions. The reason we do not allow second couplings with the same partner twice in a row are two-fold. One: We are not here to find that we are getting romantically involved with anyone else but our own spouse. Second, we want you to experience all kinds of techniques and everyone has a different way of performing as you will find out." He continued ,"There is nothing sexual, unless it is harmful, that is forbidden. While you have a right to say 'no' I suggest that you open your mind to whatever your partner suggests, at least one time. You must learn to eliminate old prejudices and look forward to opening your mind and body to greater things." GAIL AND HAROLD Both Greg and Gail, listened and nodded their heads in agreement. New partners were chosen. Gail found herself with Harold, Greg with Cheryl. This time, without any hesitation, Gail allowed herself to be led into bedroom #1. Harold was gentle with her, talked softly and lovingly to her and told her that he wanted her to go down on him. This is something that Gail never allowed herself to do previously. But Harold was a pro. He constantly re-assured her that it would be right, and that if she didn't like it, she could stop at any time, but that she should give it a chance. And Gail, whose libido had been re-awakened the past three weeks, was ready to try. She knelt down in front of Harold's naked body and reached out for his penis. She was about to bring it to her mouth, when Harold stopped her and handed her a condom, saying, "You know the rules. Condoms." Gail unwrapped the condom and rolled it on Harold who was now ready, and gently at first took a little bit of him in her mouth. Harold pushed a bit, and it entered a little more. Soon she was able to take about three inches into her mouth, and with her hands dipped in vaseline she began to massage him. Soon he began to buck and he ejaculated into the condom. He removed it and went to the bathroom where with a warm, soapy towel he cleaned himself up. In the meantime, Gail did not know what to do, so she just sat on the bed waiting for Harold return from the bathroom. When he came back into the room, he gently laid her on her back, spread her legs, and began to lick her vagina. This too, was something that Gail never permitted before, but she found that it gave her a sexual sensation that was different from penetration. He kept at her, licking her with his tongue, and stroking her legs with his hands, ands she shortly began to shiver, and tremble, and began to have an orgasm unlike anything before. It was not only as good as the orgasm from the missionary position but somehow felt different. Gail realized that she was exploring the unknown, and that it was not only different, but good. Really good. GREG AND CHERYL. For his part, Cheryl told him that she wanted him to eat her. He always wanted to try it with Gail but she would never allow it, or even talk about it. This time they were in the 69 position and as he licked her, she was licking him. He never tried this before even before he was married, as his sexual encounters before marriage were few, and he found it exciting. Cheryl who was experienced made sure that she held Greg off from cumming until she was ready, and when she was, she increased her tempo with Greg and they had simultaneous ejaculations. After fifteen minutes of resting in each other's arms, Cheryl told Greg that she wanted to to it again. Greg didn't think he could get it up so soon, but with Cheryl's expert manipulations he was soon ready, and found out that the second cumming was even better than the first. The alarm clocks in all of the bedrooms buzzed at the same time and at 12:30AM. They re-assembled in the family room, discussed the theme for the next meeting and set the date. Said their good-by's and went home. THE RIDE HOME This time Greg and Gail were not quiet or shy on the way home. The inhibitions and shyness was falling away and the experiences too intense to ignore. Gail chattered about what she did, to Greg's amazement, and Gail told him that she could not wait for them to do it together. Greg told her about his experience that night and how he, too, enjoyed it. They both suddenly realized that after all these years they were communicating with each other about their sexual needs and desires, and listening to each other. That week Gail greeted her husband to a sexual interlude when he returned from work...twice. She couldn't wait until Friday, so they did it on Wednesday and again on Friday. They tried the new positions that they learned the previous meeting, and it was even better doing it with your spouse than with a stranger. For her part, Gail seemed happier than she had been in years. When working around the house, she was humming to herself, she was more animated in her conversations with her friends, although she was reluctant (so far) to divulge her activities even to her best friend. She smiled a lot and had a renewed interest in the joys of life. Greg did not fail to notice the difference. How could he not? And he responded in kind. He was more thoughtful of his wife's needs, He reported to Jim, when they had a moment alone at the office, the changes that have taken place and how much happier things are at home than before. Greg thanked Jim for bringing them into the club, and Jim told him, that the club is always seeking to expand the envelope, and never to be surprised at what may turn up. THE SIXTH MEETING The monthly meetings three through five were similar to those of before. With different partners and some variations. Then there comes a time when it seems the group is running out of ideas. At the end of the fifth meeting when the discussions were being held about the theme for the sixth meeting, the women as a group announced that they have a suggestion, and that is, to spice it up, two of the couples have to come as the opposite sex. The men were not so keen on this idea, but a vote was taken. All of the women voted for it, as did Jim. This was a five to three vote, and the men lost. Lots were drawn as to which two couples were to come in costume, and Mitchell and Alice (the fourth couple) as well as Greg and Gail were the ones selected. On the way home from the fifth meeting, Greg was complaining that he would not feel comfortable wearing women's clothes and that he would make a lousy looking woman anyway. Gail stood up for the woman's decision. "Why is it that men are so afraid of wearing a woman's garment? Any garment? You fear it like poison. Is it because you macho guys are afraid that you will like it? Is that it? I don't have a problem wearing pants or putting on your shirt, but geez, you won't even put on an apron to protect your clothes when you help me with the dishes. What is it with you guys?" Greg for his part did not respond but just said "I don't think it is a good idea, anyway." "You know the rules. Expand your horizons. Nothing is taboo. It is just sexual. We probably won't ever do it again, so just go with it." "I can't wear your clothes. I am much bigger than you are. I am not going out and spend money on a dress." She answered, " I have a long nightgown that will fit you because it is very loose on me. We won't be buying you anything for the next meeting. I also have a turban that you can wear that will make your head look more feminine so you won't need a wig." "What do you mean, feminine? I don't want to look feminine. Nobody said anything about my having to look feminine!" Greg protested. "Cool it, Greg, that's not what I meant, and you know it." But the sex with each other the next three weeks was incredible. The house became a happy house. Even their children saw the difference in their parent's attitude and they were happy that the tension that was in the house previously had gone away. The daughter suspected that sex was the answer, but the son didn't have a clue. Friday, the day of the sixth meeting, Gail packed off the kids to Grandma and Grandpa for that night and all day Saturday. Greg was able to leave work an hour early and was home by five P.M. They had a light supper and Gail went upstairs to get dressed. Fifteen minutes later when Greg appeared in their bedroom he found that his wife was wearing plain slacks (hers, as the larger waistline of her husband's pants would have the pants just fall to the floor) one of his white dress shirts, a tie, and one of his cardigan sweaters. She was wearing his shoes and they were able to stay on her feet only by virtue of her packing tissues into the toes of the shoes. With her eyebrow pencil she penciled in a cute mustache. She wore no female jewelry, and she looked quite cute in a pixy-ish way. "Time to get you dressed, big boy," Gail playfully said to Greg. She had him strip down and had him change from boxer undershorts to jockeys, which held his penis closer to his body. She handed him a large aqua nylon gown, which she helped him slip over his head. Greg sort of just let her dress him, not saying anything, but obviously still not in favor of it. She sat him on the edge of the bed, placed the white turban on his head which, while not a wig, changed the appearance of his face considerably. She then opened a shoe box and took out a pair of women's sandals. She knew that he would look goofy wearing his regular shoes, so she bought the sandals. They were flat, with no heel, but they were strappy with gems inlaid on the straps. Certainly sandals for a woman. She knelt down and strapped the shoes on his feet, while he dumbly watched her. Gail took out her lipstick and was about to put it on Greg's lips, and he mumbled, "Is that necesssary?" "Yes, I think it is. Just a little bit. And only lipstick, nothing else. Well, maybe a little perfume." When he was dressed she had him stand before the full mirror in the hall, and he was probably the ugliest woman one would ever see. He made no attempt to act feminine or be other than Greg, and Gail, happy that she got him this far, did not make fun of him or comment on his appearance. They left the house at 7PM to drive to the meeting, and this time of the year it was dark outside so there was little chance that the neighbors could see anything. Nor would any other drivers be able to see inside of their car. With Gail driving, and Greg slumped in the passenger seat, they made it to the meeting house in plenty of time. Greg thought he looked silly, but was surprised at how light and loose the garment felt on him. Not as unpleasant as he thought. He also wondered after Gail's lecture just why men are so averse to even coming close to donning a woman's garment. They were greeted warmly as usual. Mitchell who was of smaller build was actually wearing a dress and full makeup with a wig. He had hose and heels and an obvious attempt to have him come as a female was made. He didn't look pretty, but he didn't look that bad either. THE SIXTH MEETING STARTS..THE SURPRISE. As usual the selection of partners began at 7:45. This time the women insisted that they were to make the first selections. It became obvious that they had talked this over and had a plan. Greg thought that Wilma would select him as he was the only one dressed as a female beside her husband. He was aghast when she chose his wife, Gail. Gail, when chosen, crossed over to Alice and took her hand. This left two women who were dressed as women, and they chose each other. Greg was in shock. The women were going to experiment with same sex this night. "Wait a minute" he thought. This leave only four men. His best friend Jim came up to him and said, "I choose you tonight." Jim reached out for Greg's hand and Greg withdrew it. "Expand your experiences," Jim said. "Come, you will find it exciting." They have been experimenting with everything and every position up to now but this is the first time that same sex coupling was brought up. Greg was in a position where he did not want to be the one to say "no" and was also quite surprised at how easily his wife, Gail, went to Wilma. Plus he was angry at being fooled by his wife, who obviously was in on the plan, and in anger as his wife did during the first meeting, reached out and took Jim's hand and they went into bedroom #3. Greg was naked under the nylon gown except for his jockey shorts. Jim asked him to remove them, as he slipped out of his clothes. "Jim, do you know what you are doing?" Greg asked pleadingly.' "Yes, Greg. I always had a two-way bent, and I have often wondered what it would be like to make it with you. And here we are." "What is it you want to do?" "Let's try the sixty-nine position, what do you say?" "I have never had a man's in my mouth before. I don't know what to do." "First, you know the rules. We have to both put on condoms. Let's do that now." And they did. They then lay on the bed, and got into position. It was Jim who first reached out and began to work on Greg. Greg, reluctant at first, but feeling the ministrations on his penis, and like it or not, it was getting him hot, he took Jim's member, and did what he had to do. They were not able to coordinate their ejaculations simultaneously, but within a few minutes of each other. Greg was surprised that after he got into it, he concentrated on the sensation that was being done to him and was performing his ministrations without realizing it. He gave as good as he got, and he was surprised that he felt no guilt about having sex with a man. Physically they were about the same size, but after they removed the condoms and cleaned themselves up, Jim induced Greg to return to the bed and be cuddled. Greg was surprised and please at how good it felt to be cuddled. He understood for the first time why women like to be cuddled so. They briefly fell into a short nap in each other's arms. At ten P.M. they woke up. Jim reached over and kissed Greg on the lips, and Greg did not turn away from the kiss, but did not kiss him back. Jim kissed him again, and again, and soon, Greg found that it was quite pleasurable. Soon Jim had his tongue in Greg's mouth and Greg found that he was responding by sucking on it. They had sex one more time in the same position as before, and this time Greg was a willing participant. Afterwards, it being just midnight, and with one half hour before they would be summoned back to the family room, they just lay in bed, next to each other, holding hands. Greg could not believe he was doing this, but on the other hand, he found that he liked it. Jim talked to him during the night, telling him that he always had a thing for him, and was happy that he had been able to fulfill a fantasy of his. He made Greg confess that he did not find it distasteful, but actually liked it. He said he would even do it again with Jim, but was not sure if he could do it with different man. Greg also confessed to Jim that he sort of liked the way the nylon gown felt on him, even though he knew he made up as an ugly woman. "Yeah," Jim agreed, "As a woman you are kind of ugly. But I bet you can do a better job of it if you wanted to. I sort of would like that. I mean, having you be my woman when we make sex again." "What do you mean, again? Isn't this a one-time thing. Just to experiment?" "Whatever. Let's see what happens later. Think about it, that's all I ask." At the end of the night, there was a vote to suspend the rules for the next meeting and to continue on with the same theme as tonight, and with the same partners. This time the vote was unanimous. It seems everyone enjoyed the experience. THE RIDE HOME Gail who by now has become quite vocal in her acknowledgement of her new found sexuality, was raving about the new experience she had while dressed as a man and making out with her female partner. She told of her first experience with a double dildo, and that while not making any comparisons the sex was good. She liked the softness of her partner in bed, and they both had a wonderful time. She quickly confessed that she would be up to doing it again whenever it came about. Greg was surprised at how quickly Gail took to the same sex relationship and then realized that his wife was aware as to what was going to be well before he was allowed in on the secret. He told Gail about his experience with Jim and what Jim told him about having a thing for him all along. He also revealed that Jim thought he could make a nicer looking woman if he tried. Gail, listening, smiled, and in her mind began to make plans. THE NEXT THREE WEEKS. Because they always acted out the sexual acts of the last meeting in the weeks intervening the next meeting, Gail and Greg reversed roles in their love-making. Gail bought herself a pair of men's boxer shorts in her size, and she had Greg wear the voluminous night gown to bed, Gail acted the aggressor in their love making. Sometime during the second week of love-making, Gail began to refer to him as 'she' or 'girlie' and soon, during their lovemaking she began to call him Barbara. Greg didn't mind as they were now enjoying each other as never before, and these terms never went beyond the times when they were making love. For him, it was just the role. At Gail's request, he was to call her "Mlke" during those times. So for the three weeks he was Barbara and she was Mike. And the sex was sensational. MEETING SIX. When Greg came home the Friday night of the sixth meeting, he could not understand it but he was excited about going as never before. He realized with shame that it was because he was going to have another sexual encounter with Jim. During the week he often caught himself fantasizing about being the female during their lovemaking. And he quickly tried to put the thought out of his mind, because it disturbed him. It disturbed him a lot. But he also realized that he enjoyed it, and was looking forward to it. When he got home he found that Gail had again sent the kids off to the grandparents, who incidentally, loved having them and didn't mind at all. After another light supper, Greg was getting too excited to have much of an appetite, he was surprised to find that when they went upstairs to get dressed, Gail had purchased a real man's suit in her size, as well as shirts, socks and shoes. She bought a cheap man's wig that hid her hair. With the painted on mustache, she didn't look like a man, she looked more like a High School boy. She also purchased a full set of female clothes for Greg. She had him shower, and told him to shave his legs. He surprised himself when he found that he didn't object to having his legs shaved. When he came out of the bathroom, Gail said that she would dress him . She had to guess at the sizes but was smart enough to realize to err on the larger size rather than on the smaller. So the bra fit, but a little loose. She tightened the straps on the sewing machine and then had him slip his arms through. Greg did not ask why his wife was dressing him up so, because by now, he secretly wanted to see how he would look. The nylon panties fig snugly and by bringing his penis up to his stomach, the panties held it in place quite comfortably. Gail brought out a pair of thigh high nylons, and rolled them up his shaven legs. Greg shivered a little when this was done as it felt sensuous as he never felt before. All the while Gail is talking to him, showing him how to do it, so he can do it himself, particularly when he will have to dress himself when the activities of the evening are over. She tried to slip a camisole over his head, but found that she bought too small a size and that it would not come down past his shoulders. Next she put the dress over his head, had him stand and let the dress fall around his body. The hemline came to just below his knees. He put on his sandals by himself. Finally, she sat him at the vanity and made up his face with full cosmetics. Foundation, powder, eyeliner, mascara. She used 'Erase' to make his eyebrows look thinner, and with an eyebrow pencil made a nice feminine arch. A little blusher, a little blue eye shadow. Greg didn't notice much difference until she put on his wig. Hair makes such a difference. He didn't look like a stunner. He never would. But he didn't look like Greg, either. She had him stand in front of the full length mirror, and he began to admire himself. All this time Gail called him Barbara, or Barb, and he responded by calling her Mike. He knew he could not, and probably could never pass as a female, but he sort of liked the way he looked, and he secretly wanted to look his best for Jim. 'Mike' finished Barbara off with clip on drop earrings, a green jade bracelet, and Jade choker. A little spritz with perfume and he was ready. Gail again drove and when they arrived everyone commented as to how nice they looked. Gail announced that she was to be called 'Mike' and that the 'lady' beside her was "Barbara". The others clapped in appreciation. Barbara was not pretty, and 'her' actions were clumsy. She did not know how to sit properly, made no attempt to change the tone of her voice. She was obviously a man in drag. But everyone seemed O.K. with that. Jim, when he saw Barbara was particularly delighted. He realized that Greg did this just for him. Just looking at Barbara his penis began to stir in his pants, and couldn't wait to get started. As Jim and Barbara were about to enter the bedroom hand in hand, Mike handed him a paper bag. When he got inside the bedroom and opened bag, he found that his nightgown was inside. Mike realized that he needed something to wear after he would let Jim remove his dress. This time, Jim treated Barbara (Greg) as he would treat a woman. And Barbara relaxed, and let him. In anticipation of the evening and upon instructions from Jim to Gail who followed through, Greg was given an enema, and then cleaned out with two douches. His bowels were clear, and there would be no obstruction, because he knew, that he would be entered through the rectum tonight. When they got into bed, Jim began to kiss him, and this time Greg was ready to respond. They got warmed up, and while Greg's penis became hard, it was held against his belly by the tight panties. Jim was ready. He installed a condom, and then with a tube of KY jelly that was on the nightstand, he liberally put it into Greg's rectum. Greg is now on the bed, in the doggy position, and slowly Jim gets behind him and finds the entrance. Slowly at first, whispering soothing things to Greg, telling him that it might hurt a little at first, but that it should go away in a few minutes, and to relax and experience a new pleasure. By now, Greg was fantasizing that he was Barbara and was wanting the penetration. The first insertion was indeed painful, and Greg moaned in pain. "Hang in there," Jim softly cooed. Little by little, going in an out, and each time he plunged it went a little deeper. Soon the penis touched his prostrate gland, and it cause the sensation of having the need to cum. But then the penis went beyond that, and suddenly the pain stopped and a sexual sensation began to appear. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced before as a man. Jim's penis, now inside of him all the way, and going in and coming out, pumping, slowly at first and then with increasing frequency, Jim was getting ready to climax. Greg was bucking in unison with Jim's motions and soon he felt Jim cumming in his rectum. The condom held, and all the sperm was contained. Jim slowly removed his penis as to not tear the condom and Greg fell on the bed, exhausted. He had not orgasmed but had sensations that made him satisfied. But he still needed to ejaculate. So he dipped his hand in the Vaseline jar, lay on his back and began to masturbate. Jim, seeing this, said, "Here, let me do this for you." And with that he lay alongside of his partner and pumped him until he came. And cum he did. It was with a fury that he had not had ever before. Greg was confused as he never before except for the previous meetsing experienced same sex relationships. He found that as much as he enjoyed having sex with his wife, this was somehow even better. Jim asked him how he felt about the evening. At first Greg did not want to talk about it, but under prompting as they lay on the bed side by side, with Greg's head on Jim's shoulder as he was being cuddled,, he admitted that he liked having sex as Barbara. Liked it a lot. Jim told him that he enjoyed having sex with 'Barbara' even more than he did with his wife, Wilma. "So, what does that make us, Jim? Are we gay?" "Not according to the rules of the club. We are just exploring all the avenues that are possible. We are supposed to try to enjoy each one to the best possible conclusion that we can." "But two men having sex with each other, makes us gay, Jim" "Call it what you want. Are you saying that you didn't enjoy tonight?" "No. I am not saying that. I liked it. I liked it a lot. I like you. I really want to do more of it. But it just isn't right. All of my life I ridiculed homosexuals. I know, they call themselves 'gay' now. And here I am in another man's arms, having sex, and loving it. It's wrong. I know it's wrong. But I can't help myself, I want to be Barbara to you again. I feel that another time I will be able to explode while you are still inside of me." "Don't think about it too much. Just enjoy it. We still have some time. Want to do it again? This time a little different." "What do you mean different." "Here, I'll show you." With that he lifted Greg's legs so that they were about Jim's waist, and this raised Greg's body so that he could be entered while they were face to face. Jim condom=ed up, lubed up and entered Greg. Greg moved his legs closer to Jim's shoulders, so that his rectum was raised enough to receive the penis, and Jim entered him. This time Greg's rear end was dilated enough so that Jim entered him easily. Being face to face, Jim began to French kiss Greg as they he was pumping in and out. Greg responded by sucking on the tongue and found that he let himself go completely. He was now Barbara and this time he felt that he was getting sexual stirrings inside of him. Jim was careful to bring Barbara to full heat, and when she was ready to ejaculate he allowed himself to do so as well. This time they came simultaneously. Greg was sent to cloud nine. After they showered and cleaned up, Barbara redressed herself with bra, panties and dress. She put on her nylons without causing any snags, and slipped into her sandals. She found the clothes comfortable but did not get any sexual turn-on by wearing them. Her makeup was washed off by taking the shower, but by this time she didn't care. The alarm clock rang, and they went back to the family room for the final short meeting to discuss the next month's theme. A new theme was voted upon and Greg found himself disappointed that he was not be be Barbara again. He secretly was hoping that the rules would be suspended again. But he also realized that they were trying to be careful not to have emotional ties with each other, nevertheless he was developing a fondness for Jim that he could not understand. ON THE WAY HOME (AGAIN) Gail was driving. And again she was quite verbal in describing the activities between her and Wilma. How much she enjoyed it, and even how much she liked taking charge and being the aggressor. She pumped Greg about his activities, and Greg was too embarrassed to admit to his feeling for Jim even at this stage of the game with the Swingers Club. He did admit that the clothes felt nice on him and that although he knew he could never pass as a female, he enjoyed the experience of pretending to be one. Gail told him that since he now had the clothes, that they could play the reverse roles once in awhile when the mood strikes them. Greg said that he thought that would be a good idea. During the weeks that followed each slipped into their normal roles. The dress was cleaned and hung in the closet, and the shoes were put high on the shelf to prevent the children's prying eyes from finding women's shoes that were obvious the wrong size for their mother. The undergarments were put in Gail's dresser drawer, and no one would know the difference. At work, Jim became very friendly, and often stopped by Greg's office to chat, and give a little wink and soft shoulder punch. Greg wasn't disturbed by it, as the visit was not long, but he realized that he liked being with Jim more than he was prepared to admit. Sex went back to usual male-female positions, however with the advanced knowledge and acceptance of the many new positions. On the the Thursday of the third week, Gail asked Greg at the dinner table, if he would like to be Barbara the next night. After dinner and with the kids asleep, Greg dressed up as Barbara, and Gail put on her suit and became Mike. Mike took charge and the had sex in the 69 position, each servicing the other until they were satisfied. Barbara didn't mind being the passive one, but during their activities, Barbara found her mind fantasizing that it was Jim on the other side of her. This disturbed Barbara. Disturbed her a lot. He never thought of himself as one who would lie with another man, you know, gay sex, but he had to forcefully put the thoughts out of his mind and concentrate that he was with 'Mike." They both had satisfactory ejaculations, and Barbara slept in a nightgown, while Mike slept in short pajamas. Mike held Barbara in her arms and rocked him until he fell asleep. And he slept like a baby. Gail told Greg that she wanted to talk. It sounded serious to Greg, so he stopped what he was doing and they went into their bedroom and sat on the bed, facing each other. Gail began, "I want you to know that I love you, I love my children, and I don't want anything to change that...." Greg waited, Gail went on, "but I am finding that I am developing feelings for Wilma. I have never had sex with another woman before, you know that. Since we have been members of the club, we have learned to not hold back our physical feelings. I cannot explain it, but I want to be with Wilma again. We have talked about this, and she is of the same mind as I am. Does that bother you?" Greg was still for a full minute before he spoke. "No. I can understand it. Because I am getting the same feelings for Jim. I enjoy the sex with you, honey, but it feels so different when he enters me. I want it more than I am ready to admit. I don't think what I feel for Jim is love, but I find that I am thinking of him having sex with me, often. And dear, it disturbs me. I don't feel that I am queer. I don't feel feminine. I don't try to act feminine, but when he is in me, I feel like a female. When I feel his juices spurt inside my body, at that moment in time I would hope that it was possible that I was having his baby. It's driving me crazy. I too, love you, and the kids. I don't want to give up being me, I want to keep my job and my home, and my life with you. But I also want Jim. Can you understand that?" "Don't name it. We know from the club that exploring all manner of delight is all right. We are not hurting anyone. What I think we have to do, is have Jim and Wilma over for dinner, soon. Real soon. We have to talk this out and set some ground rules. Maybe we can find some sort of compromise where everyone can be fulfilled." THE DINNER PARTY Jim and Wilma accepted the invitation to come to the Richard's house for dinner the following Saturday evening. The kids were packed off to their grandparents for the week-end. At Gail's suggestion, Wilma saw to it that she had a sitter for her kids for the entire night. She told the sitter not to expect them to return before noon on Sunday. When Greg and Gail opened the door to admit the Carter's there stood Jim holding two dozen red roses, Wilma standing by his side. Gail reached out for them, saying,"Oh, how lovely," But Jim pulled back saying, "No. These are for Greg." And with that he handed the package to Greg. Greg did something that he never did before, since no one had ever brought him flowers before, he put his nose in the flowers and took a deep breath, taking in the beautiful aroma of the roses. Not realizing this was a typical feminine reaction to accepting a bouquet. He went off to find a vase to put them in, shortly returned with the flowers now in a vase with water and set them on the cocktail table, fluffing out the roses to make the fuller. He didn't realize how he was mimicking the actions of his wife when she received flowers. It took about ten minutes for this to be done, as he not only had to find a vase but clip the ends of the flowers so they would stay fresh longer. By the time he returned to the living room, he was surprised to see that Gail was seated, and that Wilma was in her lap with her arms around Gail's neck. They have obviously been kissing. Wilma said,"Barbara, why don't you properly say 'hello' to Jim?" Greg hung back, fascinated watching his wife caress Wilma's breasts as she sat on her lap. "Don't call me Barbara," Greg said softly, but Jim stepped up to him, and kissed him on the lips. It was a dry kiss, but a kiss nevertheless. Jim reached out for Greg's hand, took it, and led him to the sofa, where they sat side by side continuing to hold hands. "You are Barbara to me," Jim said. And Greg could not help himself, and nodded his head in agreement. After a few minutes, both Greg and Gail got up and served drinks and appetizers. The dinner was a rib roast, with all the accompaniments. Chocolate chip ice cream was served for dessert. Conversation at the dinner table was light, the girls talked to each other as did the boys. The topic that was avoided during dinner, was the real reason for the invitation. That was going to be discussed later. After dinner the dishes were brought to the kitchen sink and stacked. There was more important business to talk about. They gathered back in the living room, again, the two couples sitting as before. Wilma and Gail, Greg and Jim. Gail, who recently found her voice and was no longer shy about talking about sex, started, "We have a situation that we have to straighten out. Before we start, let's make a rule that no-one holds back what they really would like to say. Whatever it is, let's get it out into the open. We are adults, we are swingers, say what you would really like to say." Jim said, "Here. here." in approval. Wilma and Greg also nodded their heads in approval. Gail continued, "Wilma and I have found out that we are soul-mates. I have developed feelings for her that I cannot explain. I want to be with her as much as I can. I have talked this out with her, and she tells me that she feels the same. Greg, this doesn't mean that I don't love you. Since we started this Swinger business I love you more than I ever have before, you know that. I guess what I am saying is that I want my cake and eat it too. I want you Wilma, and I also want to keep Greg and everything that we have together." Wilma spoke up. "Jim, what Gail says is true. We have found each other emotionally. I love her. My love for you is no less than before, but it is different. I too, don't want to give you or my life up, but I also need Gail in my life." With that, she clasped Gail and gave her a long, sensual kiss. Jim said, "I have always wanted Greg, even before you guys joined the club. I never had the guts to even hint to him of my feelings. When I was in college I had several same sex encounters, and I found that I could go either way. So taking Greg was not unexpected on my part. I knew once you had joined the club that I would eventually have him." This confession surprised Greg. "You wanted me, even before?" "Yes, that's true, Greg. I have been attracted to you from the very start." "Then kiss me. Kiss me hard. Let me feel you in my mouth." Greg said. Jim took Greg, and obliged, at the same time his left hand found Greg's crotch and found a stiff object. "Well, boys" Wilma said. Where do we go from here?" And they began to talk. And talk. And talk. All sorts of scenarios were considered and discussed, and finally they made some decisions and conclusions. What was decided that each person was to try to curb their emotions. Damp down the fire, the excitement. Something new always seemed exciting. Neither family would be broken up. Each couple would stay in their respective marriage, and to the outside world nothing would be changed, except of course everyone noticing anything other than these were happy people. They would have sex with each other, but that each Saturday night they would meet at one or another's home and have dinner, but that night would be for Greg and Jim, and Wilma and Gail. The Saturday night meetings went well from the start. Occasionally a date had to be cancelled due to an illness or other emergency, but it started up as soon as they could. Greg found that his desire was to be penetrated from the rear. His only unfavorable reaction was having to take an enema and two douches to see that his colon was free and open. He did not wear a dress when they were together, but he did put on clip on earrings, a little lipstick and a splash of perfume. He allowed himself to be called Barbara, and everyone got in the habit of doing so but only on Saturday nights. He did not try to look like nor act like a female and that was wise because he never would look anything but ridiculous trying to dress completely. But the little touches helped him feel a little femmy, and Jim liked it too. Greg let his hair grow a little fuller than the razor cut he was accustomed to wearing, and trimmed his eyebrows from stray hairs. No arch or plucking but just enough to be neat. He found that he liked Jim to cup his breasts and suck on his nipples during sex and so, he began to keep his chest shaved. He still looked like the man he always was, except that he appeared a little neater. He never tried to act girly, or talk femininely, but inside of him he knew that there was a woman that was there for his lover. Gail, for her part stopped wearing the man's suit. She stopped painting the fake mustache on her upper lip. Instead she opted for a man- tailored shirt and slacks with penny loafers. Not masculine, not feminine, sort of uni-sex. During the middle of the week, Greg and Gail had at least one sexual encounter with each other, but more and more it was sixty-nine rather than penetration. Their home life was loving. They felt closer to each other as never before, and each was content, that at least once each week they could be with their lover. There was no longer any embarrassment when they talked about the conditions with each other. They had to be careful that these conversations were held in the privacy of their homes and never while on the outside were there to be a hint as to what was going on. Everyone was in agreement on that. In Jim and Wilma's house, the same sort of conditions prevailed as the Richards. Jim and Greg still played golf on Saturday mornings and to the rest of the world nothing had changed. Jim was more playful and reckless than Greg, and occasionally, especially when they were alone, Jim would make some small overtures to Greg. Greg cautioned his lover to 'back off'. That what he was doing was dangerous for both of them, and Jim always then did so. And so it went on for six months. Saturday nights became so routine each pair felt like a married couple. Little by little Barbara found that she was acting out the role of 'wife' to Jim on Saturday nights. She would bring him his drinks, and cater to him in a wifely manner. She was affectionate to her lover and like most females was the first to be 'touchy-feely'. She knew she was not feminine, would never be, but during this one day of the week she was a woman. She now preferred to only be penetrated. Long ago a styrofoam wedge was purchased, which allowed Barbara's rear end to be pushed up, so that it would be easier for her to wrap her legs around Greg's neck. She liked it when he entered her while still facing her. Jim suckled her nipples, and it made her feel warm and gushy. She took his tongue as she took his penis, wanting and waiting for him to deposit his sperm inside of her. How good it felt for the warm juices to be inside of her. From time to time, they would vary their activities, also with sixty- nine. By now and from almost the very beginning, being reassured that everyone was disease free, condoms were discarded. Even though she knew she should, and that Jim wanted her to, she found herself unable to willingly swallow the sperm when Jim came in her mouth. I said willingly, She did swallow it, but didn't like it. It was the only thing that she didn't like, (except having to take enemas, of course.) For his part, Jim was careful that when he felt Barbara ready to spurt, he pulled his head back and allowed he to cum on his chest, most often also staining the sheets. Both couples resigned from the Swingers club, as they no longer wanted to share their bodies with anyone else. Harold was miffed, because four couples being the ideal amount, suddenly found himself left with only two. He also realized that it was for the best because the Swinger rules was that no emotions other than pleasure be permitted, and it was obvious that they have gone beyond that. You would think that after six months of the same activity each week, that they would tire of it. To the contrary the bonds between the two women and the two men increased. Except that they met only once each week, they found that they had two families. The one with their spouse and the one with their lover. Greg got over any concerns about being 'queer' or gay, and just laid back and enjoyed the feeling. As did the others. Jim never had any problem with it. Nor did the women. Nothing is forever. Feelings change. Situations change. Eventually your children grow up, and leave the house to start their own families. You become 'empty nesters' and different set of problems come up. But this relationship has now lasted over two years and was as strong, even stronger than ever. Each one knew that at some time in the future it will change, but that is later. Right now it is time to enjoy.