My only reply was. “I’m going anywhere were you’re going.”
We drove up to the house where the party was taken place. We sat in the car for a few minutes contemplating. I have to admit that the time had come and we were both nervous! My heart was pounding. I could see the fear in her eyes and hear it in her voice.
Lori asked. “What are we going to do if someone in the house knows us?”
I didn’t know what to say. I just calmly replied. “We are opening our marriage and if someone is here that we know, I’m sure it will remain confidential.”
I was just making up stuff. “Plus, I read a disclaimer that assured confidentiality somewhere when we applied to the group.”
Lori sarcastically said. “Oh, Ok, well this ought to be fun.”
I wiggled my eyebrows in a mysterious kind of way, reached back to grab our alcohol and finally walked up to the door. I followed behind Lori and slapped her in the ass a couple of times. The fourth step was done.
As we proceeded through the door, we found that the atmosphere was soft. The lights were turned down. And, the music was something of a late-seventies love theme. We registered with the host. It did cost a few dollars. Plus, we were required to put name tags on. Lori giggled, I knew what she was thinking, where in the hell am I going to put this on? From there, we received the nickel-and-dime tour of the house from the hostess. The first place we were taken to was the bedroom. My mistake, I meant too say- bedrooms. There was a choice of two bedrooms. In both the chambers there were a number of candles illuminating the walls and the sheets. To our surprise, there were no blankets. There were a number of benches and chairs around the beds. The host was kind of us to show us where the condiment tray was, as he put it. All filled up with flavored condoms. By now I’m thinking, damn it, I could have saved six bucks! We left the bedroom area and went to the kitchen.
We put our refreshments in the fridge and took our place on a love seat with the rest of the party goers. We were introduced around the room and quickly we were given the label-Newbies. We had to ask what that meant, a term for virgin party goers, because we didn’t know. Our eyes kept glancing at the other couples, and of course on the big screen television set in the corner.
I turned to Lori and told her. “Now that’s some entertainment.”
Now when Lori was chatting with the host over the phone prior to this evening he said that there would be adult entertainment. Here was a porno-flick playing, a petite busty brunette actress getting banged by two guys at the same time.
Lori tugged at my hand and whispers. “Do you see anyone in here you would like to do, yet?”
I replied. “Not yet.”
The soft music flowing in our ears. The host of the party got up from the computer – where the music was being played from. He began to thank everyone for coming out. He finished up by saying. “Let the games begin.”
Our host began with a real fun game. It was sort of a musical chair game with all the guys sitting on the chairs and the ladies had to run around jumping on one of the guy’s lap. Of course, one of the ladies came stag, that made the last lady standing disqualified with her partner. I don’t think that I won because Lori couldn’t get to a lap when the music quit.