Congratulations! You have just taken the first step to becoming an active member of a club dedicated to the “swinging” lifestyle. Believe me, you could not have found a better place to wet your feet (and other things) than Club Eros. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not about to plug Club Eros here but instead, wish to share with all of you “newcomers” some of the trials and tribulations that my wife and I have encountered at the club. At the very least you will have a laugh or two and gain some valuable insight of the goings on when involved in the lifestyle.

For my wife and I, it all started thanks to a night of surfing on the Internet. I’ll say “we” decided to use a search engine with the word “swinging” but I’m probably the one who typed it in. Well, one site led to another and we soon found ourselves scrolling down the page of personal ads at the Club Eros website. We really had no intentions of answering any of them but we did come across one that we thought was interesting. So with both of us giggling like fourteen year olds we replied to the ad, and requested an information package for Club Eros.

We never did get a reply from the advertisers but we did receive a mail out from the club and anxiously read everything in it...several times!!! We decided to go one Saturday night and see what it was all about. That night proved to be what started us off on not only a great relationship with another couple, but also with one another. That information package got my wife and I talking more openly than we had in a long time. Somehow during our 10 years of marriage that part of the relationship had been lost, not because of either one of us not wanting to talk about things but, life itself seems to get in the way of a husband and wife communicating things to one another sometimes. We talked about the lifestyle in great detail. We covered everything from safe sex, to how I would feel knowing she was with another guy and vice versa. We laid down some ground rules and boundaries that were important to each of us in order to keep things light. We both agreed that we would have to find the opposite sex of the couple attractive, and that they would have to be people who we thought were going to be committed to one relationship, we both knew that we didn’t want a casual “one night stand” but rather a long lasting relationship.

We decided to pick a Saturday night that would be easy to conform to (as far as themes go) and we anxiously awaited the forthcoming Saturday night theme of “dress in black”. I drove to the club premises on the Friday during the day to see how long it would take us to get there on Saturday night. We had both agreed that we had no intentions of really meeting another couple the first night. We just wanted to go and see what was going on and if we would be comfortable in that kind of atmosphere.

Saturday night! After a grueling wait all week (a whole 4 days!) we were finally on our way to the club. The information package sent to us advised to arrive early and to let the crowd fill in around you, so I tried to time it to arrive at exactly 9:00 pm. I did the speed limit the whole way up the highway (a rarity) and still we wound up in the parking lot at 8:45 P.M.. There were still non-member patrons in the bar at the time so I asked my wife if she would mind if I went to the store to buy some gum, she agreed that buying gum would kill some time, so off we drove. Now I don’t think I have to tell you just how nervous we were, I mean wasn’t the 4 packs of gum in my pocket already more than enough to keep me going for the evening? I didn’t really need to go to the store for more, but waiting in the parking lot just seemed a bit much to handle.

Finally, back in the parking lot, gum in hand we took a deep breath and headed for the door. A large sign on the entrance read “Private Party”. I opened it and pushed my wife in, nahhhh, just kidding but she was the first one in I must admit. At the door we were greeted by Ron and Wendy, truly amazing people to say the least. They made us feel very welcome and gave us our little name tags with a kiss on them (the sign of the “newbie”). We were following everything outlined in the information package so we made a beeline for the bar and set ourselves up in a position to see the door and the dance floor so as not to miss out on anything. We had just ordered drinks and were looking around when a gentleman came over and started talking to us. I believe his name was Ron and he was one half of a host couple (Ron & Norine) at the club who regularly attended and took “newbies” underwing. Well, he soon had us laughing and feeling very comfortable. That guy was great! What an excellent choice for a host!

I guess it was probably about 9:30 or so when my wife and I started to make comments to one another about the couples walking into the club. I guess my eyes started to wander a bit as a very sexy, long legged blonde woman strolled past me when I felt a nudge to my ribcage, It seemed like my wife had zeroed in on a couple at the door who she said looked really nice. From my seat I was unable to see what the woman half of the couple looked like but by the drool slowly falling down my wife’s chin, it was quite clear to me that she found him attractive. I noticed that they also were getting “kiss” name tags, newbies like us! My wife mentioned to me that once the couple sat down and got comfortable, I should go over and invite them to our section of the bar. Still not being able to see what “his” wife looked liked I was a bit hesitant, but she soon got up to use the powder room and as she walked past me I was able to ascertain that she was indeed a fine looking woman. Taller than myself with long golden hair, her breasts bounced slightly with each step and I nearly fell off my bar stool. Yep I was about to invite them over for a drink.

To make things easier, I will refer to this couple as Mr & Mrs Right. So, when my wife and I felt like Mr. and Mrs. Right were settled, I approached them to see if perhaps they would like to join us. After all, we were all new to the club and I’m sure they were just as eager to talk to another couple as we were. They accepted my offer and sat with us. What followed was the fastest 4 hours I have ever witnessed. This couple seemed great. They were married with a daughter, who just happened to have the same name as one of our daughters. He liked to fish and hunt and had a great love of the outdoors as do I, the ladies seemed to hit it off just fine and we all felt really, really comfortable. I asked Mrs. Right if she would like to have a dance and I led her by the hand to the floor. What started out as a nice slow dance soon turned into a very hot and steamy makeout session. I couldn’t believe what was happening! Here I was not 40 feet away from my wife, embraced in the arms of a beautiful blonde woman, kissing and grinding away and it was OK! I felt like I was going to bust out laughing, I don’t know why. Maybe the whole tension thing or something, I’m not sure but I soon felt the urge to laugh disappear only to be replaced by another urge (growing very quickly I might add!)

Back at the bar, Mrs. Right told me out loud that she felt bad. My wife hearing this enquired as to why, so I told her that we had shared a very sexy kiss on the dance floor, and that Mrs. Right felt badly that her husband and my wife had not had the opportunity as yet, (both my wife and Mr. Right were a little shy). Poor Mr. Right nearly had his arm ripped off as my wife dragged him to the dance floor and without hesitation started to make out with him with reckless abandon. I was waiting for the pangs of jealousy to hit me but to my surprise or rather my relief there were none, mind you I also had myself a little preoccupied with Mrs. Right.

It was soon very apparent to both my wife and I that we were about to break one of the first rules we had set up for the evening. Mrs Right noting the time, (it was after 1:00 am), said out loud to us all, “Well, where do we go from here?” Looking at my wife, and not really wanting to put her in a spot I didn’t say a word, but she must have sensed the same thing I was feeling and said “Well if you want, we can all go back to our house”. Mr. and Mrs. Right quickly agreed and we headed for the cars.

My wife went with Mr. Right and I drove with Mrs. in case we lost each other on the highway. During the ride Mrs. Right was forewarning me about all her defects, or so she seemed to think. “I’m a little heavy” she said. Yeah sure, it was like Cindy Crawford complaining about excess body fat! I assured her that my wife nor I, were perfect specimens of the human body either and she seemed to relax a little. Pulling into the driveway of our home we all seemed to sense what was about to happen. My wife and I invited them to sit in the living room . We lit a few candles and before we knew it had paired off to different couches and were soon oblivious to one another’s spouse’s. After 15 min or so my wife came over to me and asked if I wanted the upstairs bedroom or the pullout in the basement. I elected to take the bedroom and led Mrs. Right by the hand upstairs. Now I’m sure you can all figure out what happened over the next few hours, so I won’t go into great detail, but I will say that we all ended up back in the living at one point in time and things got really interesting there with the ladies giving us a little show.

A lot has happened since that night. We’ve gone back to Club Eros several times, only to wind up back at their house or ours for wild adventures. We’ve had human sundaes, ice cube contests and body oil nights. We’ve swung in the same room and in different rooms and sometimes not in a room at all. One thing I can say for sure is that we have made two new friends in Mr. and Mrs. Right. Our kids play together and we are always welcome at each others home whatever the circumstance. We have had lots of get togethers for the sake of just getting together to enjoy each other’s company, not just for the sex. I guess in closing I really just wanted to share a little something of our experience with other new couples who may not have had the chance, or who may be considering coming to the club for the first time. I hope all of you are as lucky as we were, and I’m sure you will meet that special couple and find a Mr. and Mrs. Right for you.

Yours Truly,

Happily Married & Swinging