Loomings

I first met my wife, Silver, sixteen years ago at a swinger party. The first time I saw her, she was dancing with my wife. When that dance ended, she moved onto the speakers flanking the DJ, wearing a too-short skirt and white panties. One of the guys offered a dollar and got a sneer in response.

Her husband told us about her boyfriend while she danced. I thought, what a bad-ass bitch and proceeded to forget about her.

After the party, we met them at the curb, waiting for the valet. We asked if they were headed for the next party and were told that they had to go home to let the dogs out.

A few weeks later, she was all but forgotten when we went to another swinger party. I remembered her again and we danced together. Silver took ahold of my hand and guided my fingers past her panties and into her wet cunt. We danced for the rest of the night.

We met the couple for dinner and they talked about their dogs the way people with kids talk about their kids. They followed us home and I showed them some of the porn I had made. We ended up in the hot tub. Things soon got steamy.

About David Cain

David Cain, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet - author of Witch, Song of Songs, Journals of Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances and others ...
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