Mistress and Slave Meet the Swingers

With her afternoon delight with Mr. Leprecock behind her on friday, you couldn't blame Mistress if she called it a night, and retreated with her pampered house Slave to the UCTMW World HQ for a little R & R. 

But as it turns out, she had arranged to meet a "gentleman" and his wife at a local downtown bar with her Slave in tow.

This was another guy who contacted her via AM. He noticed the part in Mistress's profile that says her husband is clued in on her extracurricular activities, and told her that he and his wife have a similar arrangement: but (unlike Slave) they both "play the field".  They talked on the phone the other night, and Mistress was intrigued enough by some of his stories that it seemed like a four way meet up might be entertaining.

Now this guy really isn't Mistress's "type". He is more working class hero than over educated "professional". He works for the local public utility, and we have started calling him the "Witchita Lineman" after that old Glen Campbell song.  We met him and his wife at a local sports bar he suggested, one of those places with wall to wall big screen TVs with Masters' highlights and the local baseball team clogging the plasma. 

(Of course, Mistress had a crash course on Masters highlights earlier in the afternoon, so she now was well aware of what a "leader board" was.  She knew that numbers like 5+ did not reference cock size).

Shane and Bridget are both in their early 40's, and we got to know them over some unhealthy food,  Guinness for me and a Chardonnay for Mistress.

We all shared some funny stories about our sexual adventures over the last few years. They've worked the local "swinger" scene, and we told them about our trip to the downriver dungeon with Aisha.  Mistress even shared the fact that her boredom at work that Friday had led her on a frolic and detour to the home of Mr. Leprecock only a few hours earlier.

Bridgett was tall and fairly attractive, but with a laugh that was a little scary, and made Slave want to suppress his trademark humor about half-way through our conversation. But when they told a story about she and a female friend getting it on with a strap-on at one of their "parties", I must say the thought of her buried between Mistress's legs piqued my prurient interest.

What became clear was that while both of them are free to indulge, Bridgett's been getting a lot more action than Shane, and Shane is not the type, like some of us out there, who necessarily gets off on the whole cuckold thing.

Shane was clearly interested in the lovely Molly, and moving this little party somewhere more private where he might be able to slide her out of her panties.

"If we didn't have a kid and babysitter over at our house, I'd invite you home with us right now."

Of course we had an empty nest, but I didn't notice Mistress suggesting that we adjourn there.

On the way home, Mistress acknowledged what was pretty obvious from the start. Shane was not the type of guy she would want to bed. A little too short. A little too goofy. Rough edges in the wrong places. But how to tell that to a perfectly nice guy we had a pleasant and entertaining evening with?

"If I did it it would be a sympathy fuck, Slave... I kind of feel bad that she's getting so much more action than he is...."

"I think you're beyond sympathy fucks, Mistress....."

On the other hand, we had fun with them as 2 couples sharing funny stories about our in-common kinks in a way we can never do with the boring folks we normally socialize with. That's good isn't it?

When we got home, there was the predictable text from Shane,  raving about how sexy he thought Mistress was, and wondering when they might get together again.... "how about tomorrow night.... LOL."

(Did I ever mention that Mistress wonders about guys who use LOL in the communications?)

So do we invite them over for a fun dinner at our house some night, while making it clear that this is not a door opener for Shane to get it on with Mistress?  Or do we simply cut things off all together?

Any thoughts, dear readers?