My First Experience with My Rich, Older Husband at a Private Sex Club: Part 1

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Here we were again. I was blow dry­ing my hair and Kee­gan was already ready to go. We were get­ting ready for our sec­ond date with Bill and Paulette, the cou­ple we were think­ing of hav­ing our first swing­ing expe­ri­ence with. For our sec­ond date, we were plan­ning on going to a pri­vate swingers club as a foursome.

As a cou­ple in the lifestyle, clubs are per­ti­nent. More specif­i­cally, pri­vate clubs are per­ti­nent. It pro­vides us with a safe place to meet, drink, and talk with­out con­cern of some­one over­hear­ing, and most of all, a place to slip off to should the chem­istry be right. As a pri­vate mem­ber­ship asso­ci­a­tion, the doors lock at a cer­tain time and they won’t let you in past that point. There is also a dress code and it’s BYOB (bring your own booze.) Since we had already reg­is­tered online, which you have to do before­hand, the host­ess pro­vided us when we arrived with mem­ber­ship cards that were ours to keep as we began the tour.

To begin, our host­ess walked us through the bar and dance floor, pointed in the gen­eral direc­tion of some bath­rooms, and then walked us down a long hall­way with sev­eral doors and what appeared to be two-way win­dows. Kee­gan had been here before and knew the host­ess, so they had a good laugh when I was com­pletely baf­fled by the win­dows into a hall­way. “They’re two-way win­dows for exhi­bi­tion­ists and voyeurs,” the host­ess explained. “There are 10 rooms, some are slightly dif­fer­ent than oth­ers and they may include sex toys or props of some sort. Obvi­ously, some have two-way win­dows, and they all have a pri­vate bath­room. Sheets and tow­els are pro­vided; all rooms are open for use through­out the evening, which is included in the fee you paid tonight. Every­thing is cleaned thor­oughly when mem­bers are fin­ished using it, so that oth­ers may use the space,” she said as she started walk­ing up a set of stairs, motion­ing us to fol­low her.

At the top of the steps was a large open space with mul­ti­ple pieces of erotic sex lounge chairs and posi­tional fur­ni­ture, pre­sum­ably for dif­fer­ent posi­tions. “This area is pretty much a free for all. It’s meant for larger par­ties, but if you are invited up by any of them to play then by all means. How­ever, if you are not invited, you are not allowed beyond the top of the steps. And if the chain is up, no sin­gle men are per­mit­ted.”  My jaw pretty much hit the floor. I thought I was pre­pared for all this, but I really couldn’t believe it. Who knew all of this existed and I had no idea.

We went back down­stairs to the bar area and ordered drinks. “Din­ner should be in about a half hour. It’ll be over here in the din­ing area,” said the bar­tender, point­ing the oppo­site direc­tion of the dance floor.

What’s on the menu tonight?” Kee­gan asked.

Tonight is chicken parm, steak, or crab cakes and veg­eta­bles.,” the bar­tender responded.

The steak here is amaz­ing,” Bill said as he walked up behind us, extend­ing his hand to shake Keegan’s.

I pre­ferred the chicken parm myself. You look amaz­ing, Viv! Let’s get a table while we wait for the food,” Paulette said as she gave me and Kee­gan a hug. And so our night had offi­cially begun…

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About Vivian

I am 26 and my husband 45. At first, our friendship existed mostly online. I was actually helping my now husband with his dating profile when it dawned on me that he was exactly what I was looking for in a perfect life partner. So, I asked him out and we have been together ever since. We now have two daughters together and everyone that knows us will tell you that they simply can’t imagine us apart, and neither can we. I’m no stranger to May-December relationships—my father was 71 and my mother was 33 when I was born. I have never dated a guy my own age. Anything less than 10 years older than me just seems wrong, and frankly, it doesn’t even turn me on in the slightest bit to think about it. It’s actually a turn-off. After going through relationships with a few rich older men, I finally settled down with my husband. I’m sure there were people waging bets on how quickly our marriage would fall apart, but we’re determined to prove them all wrong.