It had been two weeks since our glorious introduction to swinging and in those two weeks a lot had happened and also not a lot. The first week, Rob and I had been going at it like rabbits, at least once a day. The sex between had reached another level, we were fucking all over the house and in the garden, all kinds of new positions. I still had Roger's tentpole still on my mind a lot but realised it wasnt just quantity but quality and Rob was giving me quality in bucketfuls
I was getting noticed at work as well, i wasnt the dowdy bookkeeper in the corner but the sexy business lady, I was wearing short skirts with stockings and heels. I found it to be very empowering and my fellow workers seemed to talk to me more, men and women, I was enjoying the attention.
The second week was quiet, Rob was away working so i had no choice but to improvise. I had no toys, so it was fingers, a hair brush handle certainly done the trick. But it wasnt the same.
I even took half a cucumber into work one day and relieved myself in the toilet. Sex was on my brain 24/7.
Anyhow Saturday arrived, excitement had reached fever pitch, tonight was the night, Roger's cock awaited.
I was glammed up, a little black dress which didn't leave much to the imagination, no bra, a little black thong that barely covered my shaven pussy, was trying to style it but took off more than I wanted and ended up just shaving the lot off. Rob liked the clean look, with him it seemed to be all or nothing. I was wearing a suspenders belt for the first time ever and i must admit my legs looked great in shiny black seamed stockings. A black pair of 6 inch heels finished of the look. I was ready for 'fucking'.
Rob even made an attempt, no jeans or t shirt, khaki chinos with a red Ted Baker shirt and brown shoes.
We looked great together,
The door bell went just before 7, there was Liz at the door, looking fantastic as usual, a red sequinned dress with red fishnet stockings on and red heels. I swear I heard Robs chin hit the ground.
"Are you ready lovers?" Liz says
"We are ready, bring it on" I replied.
Roger was already in the car with the engine running.
"Girls in the back" giggles Liz.
The journey to the party was about 20 miles away, so we chatted about what had been going on over the past few weeks.
We were the first to arrive at the party which was being hosted by a couple that Roger and Liz had known for nearly 20 years.
Roger rang the doorbell, I was standing there clutching Robs hand tightly, I was excited and nervous at the same time. We didn't know anything about the hosts or who and how many were coming.
A lady answered the door, tall, long blonde hair with a body hugging black and white dress that went to her feet.
"Come on in, evening Roger, Liz and I presume you are Theresa" she says calmly as she leans into kiss me on the cheek.
"And you must be Rob" again leaning into Rob and kissing him on the cheek.
" I am Jessica or Jess, Tony my husband is in the kitchen, come on through"
We all follow Jess into kitchen and there was Tony pouring drinks.
Jess and Tony were a couple in their early 40's. Tony was a tall chap, 6ft plus, of average build with a shaven head.
Tony passed all of us a glass of champagne.
It wasnt long before the next couple arrived and they joined us in the kitchen. This couple were also in their 40s and were introduced as Phil and Claire.
Claire was a big girl in more ways than one, big breasted with a big personality, where as Phil was quite reserved, I found him instantly attractive, tanned, dark haired and come to bed green eyes.
Finally the last couple arrived. Pam and Jeff, a couple who must have been in their latest 50s, early 60s. They were well to do and spoke very eloquently. Pam looked every inch a lady, demure with a petite physique, small breasted. She was wearing a sparkly green ball gown. Jeff was grey haired, with a grey stubble beard, just under 6ft and was wearing a black suit with a white shirt, very dapper I must say "
We all went to the living room and sat down on sofas and the floor.
Before Claire was seated, she raised her glass and proclaimed "let's raise a toast to the new couple and let's show them how to party"
Glasses chinking left, right and centre.
Claire then announced "right, before we.commence with this evenings festivities, do Rob and Theresa know how these things work? Do they know our pet names? Do they know the batman game?"
"No, no and no" I reply, while everyone bar Rob were giggling..
"I shall start then" says Claire "I am called "Jamie, Jamie Summers as in the bionic woman"
"Phil is known as Trumpet, Pam is the Golden Girl, her husband Jeff is BB, our hosts, Jess, obviously, The Rabbit and Tony, One Trick, finally Liz and Roger"
"We know, Lily and Tentpole" blurts out Rob, "are you going to tell us why each of you have these names?"
"You shall discover I am sure and I am sure we will find names for you" says Claire.
"I have already called Rob, Young Gun, buts lets just wait and see" says Liz
"Ok, on with the frivolaties, let's begin, The Barman game. Ok guys line up and drop what you got"
With this Tony, Roger, Jeff and Phil all line up in the middle of the lounge and drop there trousers and undies, 3 flaccid cocks and one with a semi, all on parade.
I look across to Liz "What's going on?" Before Liz can answer, Claire pipes up "the idea of this game is quite simple, us women takes turns to wank off the men, the quickest to cum loses and has to be the naked barman all night, except for a pinny and has to serve the drinks"
"What about the winner?" I ask
"They are all winners" says Claire with a wink.
"Come on then Young Gun join the men and let's see what you got.
Rob gets up of the floor, walks over and drops his chinos and boxers, he is aroused already.
"OK, Theresa, the ladies go in alphabetical order, so I go first, you aren't allowed to choose your own partner. Are we ready ladies?"
"Let the wank off begin" bellows Claire.
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