Daily Loaf

It’s a simple progression: strangers, friends, sex partners. We went out the other night to meet a new couple (the Smiths) whom we met on a swingers dating website. The selection process on this type of website is similar to other online regular dating services. Couples or singles complete a profile, provide pictures, and commence browsing.

After exchanging a few emails, we set a date. So Friday night we meet at a local restaurant. As on most of our swinger dates, small talk turns to stories, which inevitably gets the energy flowing. Most the stories told are of bad experiences; like the time we met a couple at a local restaurant and the woman shows up in leopard print spandex pants and stripper shoes, that just screams out “We are SWINGERS!” We are at a family restaurant people - not a bar; let’s try to keep the attire normal, please. Anyway, small talk lightens the mood and helps the conversation move with virtual strangers and potential sex partners. Entertainment aside, the decision has been made to go to a local bar for a few drinks. Drinks tend to further loosen everyone up a bit and soon the conversations turn to flirting, kissing and borderline inappropriate behavior in public.

Finally we decide to move to a third location (we could call this the bar hopping date). We agree to go to a local ‘private club’ which can be described as a bottle club (a.k.a.: a meat market) and private area (voyeurism, exhibition, and sex). The cost for a couple is normally $50 to get in; more for single men and less for single women. We hang out at the bar for a while drinking with the Smiths and eventually move to the private area. The halls are lined with rooms containing beds and couches, along with various couples and singles hoping to either jump in on some action or peek through the curtains of a room. We settle on one room with two beds, curtains drawn, and door closed. I personally enjoy the exhibition part of swinging, but not everyone is comfortable in that type of situation. There the four of us stand, ready to jump into action in this tiny, half-walled room. Mr. Smith sits down on a chair next to the bed and I oblige with proper etiquette as does Soccer Dad (my husband) and Mrs. Smith on the bed.

Normally couples consist of two types of people: aggressor and non-aggressor. I am the aggressor in our relationship and never shy to get things started. I dive right into the fun with Mr. Smith. The enjoyment rolls along with foreplay, dominance, me on top, him on top, submissive behavior - all in good fun.

Sex with a new partner is always exciting. The first kiss sends chills down my spine, the excitement of foreplay and the exhilaration of the first penetration. Not every experience is good, but the sex with a stranger has its own thrill that is far different than the norm!

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