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The night was fabulous, we met amazing people, loved the friendly relaxed atmosphere and felt more than comfortable ending the night with the intentions we had in mind.
That night pretty much determined our social schedule for the next six months, and we didn’t miss a theme night.
The bond we had enabled us to share ourselves and each other, and trust that our emotions and physical fun could be happily kept separate.
Once the kids were a little older and we were comfortable leaving them with a sitter, we started to re-ignite our social life, and began enjoying our weekends out again.
Sam and I continued to text, and there was a lot of flirting.
Sexually we were very comfortable, and in our younger years dabbled in the world of swinging.I had had a little too much alcohol, as had he, but we had a great time.The sexual attraction I had built toward Sam over the weeks had become extremely strong, and I figured like most encounters at the club, once it had happened the sexual tension would ease.The weekend couldn’t come fast enough, I was extremely attracted to Sam, and was hoping that the opportunity would arise for some fun.We all had an amazing night, and although there were no sexual encounters, I think we all realized we had established a pretty good group. Everyone ended up staying back at our place and the next morning while Sam’s partner cooked breakfast and my husband headed off to work, Sam and I chatted on our own. The conversation was so natural, we both spoke of our past, and told each other things we wouldn’t often chat about so soon to new friends.It was the morning after a group of us had been to the club and stayed together in a hotel.My amazing husband left a condom, and a note for us when he went to work telling us to have fun.We talked a lot during the night, and at some point a group of us had discussed attending another club close by, so we all exchanged numbers with the intention of making it a group event.The next morning I awoke to a text message from Sam, telling me that he thought I was the sexiest woman in the club.The mention of visiting a swingers club (where couples swap partners for an evening) had come up a few times, and eventually we decided to take the plunge.We set our rules before we headed in, both extremely nervous, neither knowing what to expect.