I called Janet and told her I would pick her up in a couple of minutes. I had been going out with her for five months, yet I didn't want to have anything serious with her. I had gotten divorced two years before, and I didn't really feel like establishing any kind of commitment with anyone.
Janet and I had decided to go to a swingers' club downtown. A week ago, after fucking her, we talked about sex fantasies, and she said she wanted to go to this kind of place. I was happy to hear that because that would mean having sex with another girl, just randomly.
Eight minutes later, I got to her place. Janet got into my car, and I drove off. She wore a black dress with a deep neckline that allowed me to see part of her big tits. The club was near her apartment, so I just had to drive half a mile. When we got there, we left the car in the club's parking lot and went in. The first thing I noticed in this place was this narrow dim hall that led to the reception desk, where a nice smiling girl would greet us. At the reception, they explained the rules of the place, gave us some bathrobes, and told us to go to the dressing rooms.
We went there, took off our clothes, left them in the lockers, put on the bathrobes, and went to the main area. It was huge, and there were some couples having drinks while others were dancing. In the background, you could hear some techno music, not so loud, thank goodness. Some people were with their partners, without clothes, and on the other side of the room, there were two couples having sex close to each other. At the reception desk, they had told us there were some rooms on the first and second floors, and a pool area.
I went for a drink, and when I was at the bar, someone tapped my back. I turned around and I saw her: Monica, my ex-wife. She was wearing one of those bathrobes. Surprised, I asked her what she was doing there. She said she was there with her husband.
“Wow! I didn’t know you had gotten married again,” I managed to say.
“Yeah, a year ago. He’s a nice guy. He… Hey... Who are you with?” she asked.
I pointed at Janet. Monica looked at her and asked me who she was.
“Just a friend, you know. Say, I didn’t know you liked this kind of thing. I mean, we never…”
“I know… Things just happen, right? Hey, would you like to?"
“What?” I asked her as I didn’t understand what she meant.
“Switch partners? I think my husband will like your friend.”
I didn't know what to say. She looked at me and slowly flashed her boobs. Her round 32C boobs still looked good.
"Okay," I said.
She nodded and told me not to say anything about us having been married. She walked away and talked to her husband. I grabbed my drink and went back to talk to Janet.
A couple of minutes later they came to us. Monica did the talking. Janet liked the guy, a tall bald guy with big muscles, the kind of guy you would see riding a Harley-Davidson. We all agreed on switching partners, so we moved to a room upstairs. When we entered the room, there were some naked couples having sex. The room was kind of big, and it had some large sofas and mattresses.
We moved to a big couch that was not being used, and Monica's husband was the first one to take the initiative. He grabbed Janet, removed her bathrobe and started to touch her big boobs. Monica looked at me. I got closer, opened her bathrobe and grabbed her hips. I caressed her softly while she moved her hand and got hold of my cock. I immediately got an erection as she rubbed it back and forth.
I moved my hand around her hips and ass and then grabbed her boobs. I slid my fingers around her big nipples and made them stiff. She put her lips close to mine and began kissing me. It was weird to kiss her again, but I must admit I was enjoying that.
Monica got on her knees and licked the tip of my cock. It felt good. Then she put it inside her mouth and sucked it. That's something she was good at--sucking dick. I put my hands on her boobs, rubbed them, and pressed her hard nipples. Next to us, Monica's husband had already begun fucking my friend.