Timing Is Everything and What A Great Time It Was

Getting Cold Feet Was Part of The Divine Timing.

We’d been on a dating site Feeld looking for new friends to play with. 💋💋💋 We had posted a few pictures with our heads cropped off and a short profile description then we were ready to explore all the site had to offer. In this particular app, both parties need to have liked each others profiles to allow the chat function to open.

I’d seen an absolutely wild and very specific profile for a man that intrigued but scared me. He was a host of intimate swinger hotel parties and was always on the hunt for new partygoers. Once we matched, he wanted to schedule a phone call with both of us to verify we were legitimate. We put off connecting with him for months. He’d message us, hubby and I would discuss it, we’d chicken out and blow him off again. Another month’s party would then come around and he’d message us again. I finally wore my husband down though and we scheduled a call with the hostess with the mostess.

The call was strangely normal; he even seemed kind. He had two experienced female partners and he generally brought at least one of them with him to the parties. He rented one hotel suite, provided snacks (it was BYOB) and organized the event ensuring at least 7 couples (and select singles) were in attendance monthly, with as many as 12 couples on occasion. He then advised us he’d send the hotel location 24 hours ahead of the party but that it was in the city area. Then just like that, the call ended.

We had about three weeks notice before the party would be upon us. We were freaking out but I proceeded to order about 12 sexy lingerie outfits because I had no idea what would best fit the occasion. Then I locked down a babysitter, dove into reading about swinger parties, and joined that month's guests in the hotel social group (they were very tech-savvy). I wanted to learn everything I could about swinger parties.

It was now 48-hours away from orgy overload and hubby started to get cold feet.

He’s not a city guy and was nervous about where the location might be. Plus, now they were calling for a rain storm. Since I was also nervous, it was easy for me to acquiesce to back out. Granted we now had a babysitter lined up and I was a horny wife who wanted some excitement.

We'd become regulars at a local Gentleman’s Club so I suggested we go there instead and he agreed. On this particular night, there was a woman I don’t remember seeing there before. She was exotic, sexy, classy, and kind; I was wet for her. She sat with us a bit before hubby and I each got a lap dance from her. Hubby had prepped her during his dance telling her we were looking for a threesome and we’d be keen on her participating. During my dance she asked me about it and advised she'd like to explore more with us.

She spent the entire night giving us dances, attention, kisses, hugs, massages,…

At closing, when we finally left, we had a new phone number and wild lust for her. We should have been having an orgy that night with hotel strangers but instead that evening was the beginning of a passionate, intense, (short-lived) love triangle. Timing is everything.