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Her New Self-confidence and Sense of Adventure

After discussing getting involved in swinging in various ways several times and what we would enjoy and be comfortable with, we began going to a few swing clubs, house parties and meeting couples and singles. We had had our first experience of actual swinging about five years prior to the particular weekend that I am about to tell.

We had migrated through the various ways of swinging and I had begun to somewhat realize that I enjoyed her being solo with another guy as much if not more than couples play. Several times while at the swing clubs or house parties she had wandered off on her own, to be gone for an hour or so, and returned to me with a certain glow and smile about her.

I will confess that some of those times, while she was away from our table, I would also go roaming, but not to find a playmate. I would roam the hallways listening for those wonderful sounds of pleasure coming from inside the rooms as I passed, particularly the sounds that I recognized as hers, and when I heard her familiar moans, I would linger outside the room and just enjoy the sounds and the thoughts, without ever telling her that I had done so.

For several months I had floated the idea of her going solo to one of our swing clubs, while I remained at home. She did not immediately grab the idea, but she did seem to have a twinkle in her eye when I would mention it.

On this particular Saturday, I had been away from the house for a couple of hours in the early afternoon, running several errands. I had returned home and we were both idling away the afternoon watching TV. At about 6:30 PM, she casually arose from the sofa, and said that she was going to take a shower. I thought it was a little late in the afternoon for a shower, but then I realized that she had not taken her typical shower in the afternoon, so I gave it no further thought.

She took longer than normal before she returned, but I did not think it concerning. When she did return, I immediately understood why it had taken extra time.

She was a total knockout, her 5’-8”, 145#, 48 year-old body wearing a sheer red button-up blouse that showed a very low cleavage black bra, a black mini-skirt, black thigh-highs, and black 3-inch heels. She was primed and dressed for the Inaugural Ball!!!! I knew that she had gone shopping earlier in the week, but she had not shown or mentioned this new outfit to me.

Her makeup looked perfect, her hint of perfume smelled so sexy, and wow, her 36C breasts looked so damn sexy in that outfit. I have always cherished her breasts, slightly on the small size, about the size of a nice apple, which for me meant that they were just a nice hand full with no excess….just perfect. Those luscious nipples sitting on top were just the crème de la crème.

I was almost speechless. Before I could say anything she said “You know how you have suggested that I go to the club solo? Well, tonight is the night.” After I recovered, I said “On one condition”. She asked what that was, and I told her “I don’t care how much I ask, or how much I beg, DO NOT tell me any of the details…ever”. She smiled and said “OK, if that is the way you want it”.

After a bit of irresistible kissing and fondling, during which I realized that she had no panties on and that her pubic area was as smooth and clean-shaven as a baby’s butt and her pussy was already well-moistened, she broke away and returned to the bedroom only to reappear a few minutes later with a small tote bag, all zipped up, which she had apparently packed while I was running errands and hid in her closet. When I asked what she had in the bag, she replied “Uh-huh, no, no, remember what you asked for, what our agreement is……no details.”

And as she headed to the door, I gave her a hug, a kiss and told her to totally enjoy herself, to which she replied “I intend to”………..gave me a wink and a certain smile and out the door she went…………………..

Perhaps she had taken advantage of our situation in planning this particular night. My car was in the shop for a couple of weeks being repaired from a mishap and we had been making do with just her car. She knew that once she left the house, I would be grounded, which added all the more to the tease and eroticism of the evening. What she did not know was that I had planted one of those GPS tracking devices on her car several months ago, hopefully in anticipation of a night just like this. It had an app on my phone that I could track the route and location of her car.

I went back into the bedroom where I found three empty lingerie-type hangers laying on the bed, further igniting my curiosity about what she had in that bag. I wasn’t sure whether she had left them there by accident, or intentionally for me to find; either way, right now it did not matter. I also checked to see if her bottle of almond oil was in her side drawer, which it was not. She likes to use that for extra lubrication. So, now I know that apparently she had at least three lingerie outfits, her bottle of almond oil, and who knows what else she had in that zipped-up tote bag.

It was becoming very clear that she had been planning this escapade for at least several days, and keeping her plan totally secret from me until just moments before she left the house.

I watched the GPS app as she stopped off for a light dinner and then proceeded on to the club. The app showed the car parked there in the club parking lot by about 8:15 PM.

From the first moment that she had walked into my view before she left home, my testosterone had been boiling. But having no wheels, and doing my best to resist the urge to phone or text her, all I could do was simply imagine what she might be doing; and my imagination was running wild.

Typically during our past visits to this club, the activity level would gradually build for a couple of hours as more and more people arrived.

At about 10:30 PM, my phone rang, and I saw that it was her calling me. I said hello, but there was no response other than the sounds of rustling and movement and her soft moans. After listening for a few moments, I became convinced that she had intentionally dialed me and then laid the phone aside with the call open. I recognized her soft voice, but I did not recognize his.

I sat back and listened. I didn’t think my dick could get any harder than it already was, but absolutely as I listened and imagined I felt it getting harder and harder by the moment. The sounds of passion became louder and louder, those same sounds that I had heard in previous times when I stood out in the hallway and listened through the walls. The total call lasted 25-30 minutes, with lots of carnal noises ending with very loud and very strong male and female orgasmic moanings. And then the phone suddenly went dead.

About fifteen minutes after the end of the call, I received a text with a video attached from her. No comments, just the video. It showed quick glimpses of her nude body, a male nude body that I did not recognize, her clothes piled in a nearby chair, a male head buried between her legs and finally that male body rocking on top of hers. After watching the video several times, I sat back and waited to see what else the night beheld for me.

She knew totally what she was doing. She was totally enjoying herself, and she was totally teasing me, which she knew that I would totally enjoy……..and would be suffering in erotic agony over.

Obviously every moment I was wondering what exactly she was doing, who she was with, how many she was with, what she was wearing or not wearing….my imagination was totally going bonkers, my dick was rock hard, and dripping pre-cum like a water hydrant.

I next heard from her via a text at about 1:00 PM. She said very simply “I hope you enjoyed dinner. I will not be home until sometime later in the day”, followed by a string of smiley faces. “Dinner” was one of several code words that we had adopted when we first began swinging to indicate that all was well. She was letting me know that she was doing what I had encouraged her, having a good time…apparently a really good time!!!!!

With that, I looked back at the GPS app, to see that she was beginning to leave the club parking lot. I watched as she traveled……not towards our house, but in a different direction, away from our house. I watched as she turned off of the main road, into a neighborhood in another town, approximately 30 miles from where we lived. After a few turns in the neighborhood, she stopped, presumably at her destination of the home of someone of whom I had no clue.

I was very tempted to call or text her, but I knew that if I did, I ran the risk of disrupting whatever she was doing, and I had made her promise that she would tell me no details. So, I was in for a very sleepless night……one of those nights where I was soooo damn horny that I never got even close to going to sleep.

She did text me a couple of times during that early morning, with simple smiley faces. I guess it was her way of letting me know that she was not sleeping either, but was doing as I had encouraged….totally enjoying herself.

Finally, at about 11:00 AM, I saw on the app that the car was beginning to move. About 45 minutes later, she turned into our driveway. My heart was racing about 120 MPH, waiting to see what she looked like, smelled like, tasted like, and what if anything she would tell me.

She walked in the door, wearing only a very risqué lingerie outfit that I had never seen before. I guess she had bought that earlier in the week on her shopping trip also. She had a certain very erotic and satisfied glow, combined with a very exhausted look. Her hair and makeup had obviously seen many adventures during the past 12-14 hours.

I went to her and she came to me. I hugged and kissed her very tightly, and she returned the favors. She had a coy look on her face like I had never seen before. I noticed immediately as I kissed her that her lips had a taste to them different than her own taste, much like I had tasted before when she had played with someone else, just much stronger. I ran my hands all over her body, groping for any hints that they could find. Her pussy was still somewhat moist, but the 45-minute drive home had obviously allowed it to dry somewhat.

I immediately led her to our bed. As much as my dick had been leaking all night, I still had more that I needed to shoot. I so very much needed, not just wanted but needed, to stick my cock into her pussy and think about what she had likely experienced during the night.

I did control myself long enough to suck on her nipples and kiss on her pussy. I wanted to sample and enjoy the tastes that had been left behind on them….and there was lots of tastes left on them.

After just a few minutes of kissing and sucking, I had to begin fucking her. I climbed on top of her, and she continued to have that very coy look on her face, hiding so many secrets of what she had enjoyed. I asked her to tell me, but she reminded me of my request and her promise not to tell anything.

After just a few pumps, I shot all that I had left in my body. It felt soooo damn good. We cuddled for a few minutes; I could not stop hugging her and kissing her. So proud of her for being independent, but also for her boldness in enjoying her womanhood without me. I find that to be very, very sexy in a lady.

We were both beginning to doze off from obvious over-exertion and a lack of sleep. I slipped away and went into the guest bedroom and left her laying there on our bed, so that we could both get some quality sleep without being overly tempted with each other.

I slept for a couple of hours, she continued sleeping for most of the afternoon.

I have asked her a couple more times since then about what she did, what she enjoyed, what happened, who was she with, how many guys was she with, etc, but she has held steadfast to her promise that I asked for.

I was able to take a sneak peek at her phone, knowing that she has always liked to get a few photos of the guys that she plays with. I found several from that night, and from looking at them, I am convinced that there were three guys at the house that she went to, and there were two other guys in other photos that she took while still at the club. She blurs the facial details, so I cannot tell if any of these guys were people that I had previously seen at the club.

One particular picture taken at the house, time-stamped at 2:45 AM, showed her laying cross-ways on a guy, belly to belly. She was sucking another guy’s cock, while getting fucked doggie-style by a third guy. Doggie-style always has been her favorite position, that gives her the strongest orgasms, but doing so across another guy is a new twist.

There were other pictures of her in various positions with one or more of the guys. From the combination of pictures, obviously she had done what I had encouraged…..very much enjoyed herself, and so had all three of them.

When we went to the club a couple of weeks later, there was one particular guy that I did not recognize that she seemed to exchange looks with fairly quickly and easily…….one of those looks like they had a secret between them. She did slip away for an hour or so during the night, as she had done before. Amazingly, I was not able to find this other guy while she was away, but I did hear her moanings coming from one of the rooms that I walked by. Maybe, perhaps, could be!!!!!!

She has had a certain glow in her face and eyes and an enhanced bounce in her step since that night. She has been gone for a suspiciously long time on a couple of her shopping trips when the GPS app showed her car once at a local motel and once at the same house as that Saturday night. I have found one occasion where a guy had arrived at our house and remained there for a couple of hours while I was on a quick out-of-town trip.

I am finding reasons to be away from home, with advance notice to her, a bit more, and also encouraging her to go shopping or seeing her friends more. She is slowly taking the opportunities, all without being explicit about what she might be doing. I have ordered a “security” system that will include some additional outdoor and indoor cameras; I have explained to her that the indoor cameras only work when the system is set, but then I have my little secret about them…..those phone apps just become so damn handy!!!!

I am so much enjoying her new “lifestyle”, and obviously she is also. Freedom and independence are soooo damn sexy.