One Swinging Summer (15 page)

"Me too, " She said, "First time here? I've never seen you in here before."

"Yes, Kate's been trying to get me here for months, but I always said no."

"We love Kate, she is such a sweetheart, welcome, we don't bite I promise." And she turned to talk to one of the other ladies who was trying to get her attention.

Caleb had made us a drink, and I accepted my cup gratefully. I took a stiff swallow and looked around. There were probably about 50 people in here already. About half were sitting or standing around, visiting and drinking, and about half were dancing. No one was on the stripper pole.

"Come on, let's dance." Caleb said, setting his drink down.

I followed Caleb out to the dance floor. It was my first dance in a nightgown and heels, but the normalcy of dancing with Caleb in a loud bar, surrounded by people had a relaxing effect.

"Better?" He asked, as he spun me around.

"Better."

"I thought you looked like you needed a diversion. You OK?"

"Yeah, it's hard to be intimidated by what so far looks like a weird, grown-up, co-ed sleep over in an old roller rink. Kate was right, nothing scary here so far."

It was nice to be back in Caleb's arms. Last Friday, after I had asked him to join me here tonight, I didn't stay at the bar much longer. I knew I had to work the next day, and I knew the longer I stayed, the bigger the chance was that I would fold and spend the weekend with Caleb. We had talked throughout the week, but mainly about our wilder and wilder guesses about what would happen tonight.

I had gone to Caleb's earlier this evening, and we rode together to the normal bar. I was glad that that part felt normal, although it was weird to have a nightgown waiting in the car. Most of our early evening consisted to talking to Kate and Michael about what to expect now, in this club.

The biggest thing they stressed was communication. They both said that talking about every single decision here was important. That way both halves of the couple know ahead of time what is OK, and what is not. They said some couples watch everything, and go into the closed off rooms as well, but only touch and have sex with each other. Some couples only allow another female to join them, and some will go in there with another couple but only for kissing, touching and oral, no actual sex with other couples. They said some people never go into the other room at all, and that some switch and swap freely, but every decision is the couple's own to make.

I listened with fascination, but didn't really take it all too seriously, since I was just here for the one time. This was a birthday, 'check this out' trip only, not a new lifestyle I was planning on switching to. They emphasized that the women were in control in here, and if the woman was at all uncomfortable at any time, everything scaled back or stopped completely.

We didn't get much dancing or drinking done there, everything was geared toward coming here. I was glad to finally be here, I was getting tired of the wondering and just wanted to find out already.

As we danced, Caleb turned my attention toward the shadow dance box. There was the form of a woman dancing. I couldn't tell who it was, but she was slowly doing a strip tease, with only her dark silhouette to be seen. That was pretty cool, I thought. It reminded me of an old movie about a go-go bar, or the opening of a James Bond movie. Classy, sexy and fun. I may have to do that. When the song ended, she stepped back from the spotlight and we couldn't see her anymore. She came out a few minutes later, grinning and dressed in her nightie, and she rejoined a table by the DJ booth.

We rejoined our table as well, and Kate directed our attention to a couple on the dance floor. At first I didn't notice what she meant, it took me a second to realize that one of the ladies was dancing topless wearing only a pair of panties. She had her arms around his neck so you couldn't see much of her front yet, but as they swayed we got a perfect rear view. Totally bare top to bottom, with only a pink pair of panties to be seen.

Kate said, "You guys might get to see some stuff tonight. Some nights nothing at all happens and not many people even show up, but tonight, with it half full already and one down to panties this early, you picked a good night to try."

I was surprised at how normal the woman looked. She wasn't a supermodel type, just a normal woman, with normal curves, and she looked totally content to be dancing with her man in her panties in a room full of people. The room full of people took it in stride. There were a few smirking raised eyebrows as people noticed her, but their faces said more 'tonight is going to be fun' than 'what the hell is she doing?'

Caleb poured me a shot, and we toasted, "To new experiences."

CHAPTER 18
"I KISSED A GIRL AND I LIKED IT..."

Michael offered to take us on a tour of the 'other room' and we accepted. Kate came with us. They lead us to a curtained doorway that I hadn't noticed before. They just pulled the curtain aside and led us in without a knock or anything. "There isn't a real door, just a curtain, that way you can come and go with your hands full, and the door opening and closing doesn't distract anyone inside."

It was dark inside, but there was a floor lamp in there in case anyone wanted or needed light. You could see easily though, coming from a dark bar your eyes were already accustomed. The room was small, and had couches on three walls, there was a gym mat leaning against a wall, available at any moment to be laid down on the floor.

"That's it?" I asked Michael in surprise.

"That's it. It is empty now, but sometimes there is a couple in here, sometimes all three couches are taken, you just never know."

The few windows in the room were covered by the same curtain material that covered the door. It looked like you could be on one of the couches and pull the curtain aside to see the rest of the bar, or more likely, someone in the main part of the bar could pull the same curtain aside for a peek in on what was happening in here. No windows lead to outside. It looked like it used to be an office of some sort, with the door and windows removed and curtained.

We followed them back out into the main bar. Someone hooted when we four emerged. Someone else yelled, "Anyone in there yet?"

"Nope, just us." Grinned Michael.

We sat and visited with our table, and danced a few more songs. So far it really was similar to any other bar, minus the other room. As we danced, we would point out to each other the various stages of undress of the women near us, but the men stayed fully dressed as promised.

We were sitting and drinking when Caleb elbowed me and pointed to a table against the wall. It was a rectangular table, and held a group of eight or ten people, but two of them were away from the others a bit at the end closest to us. A young woman was on the very end of the table sitting beside a man. They were sitting with their backs against the wall, facing the table and the dance floor. They were watching the dance floor and talking to each other, but she was topless.

She was beautiful, with creamy olive skin and large, firm, round breasts. She looked to be wearing a short pleated skirt, similar to a cheer-leading skirt or a school-girl skirt, with thigh-high stockings and stripper heels on. I couldn't tell if she was wearing panties or not. The whole time they were watching people and talking, his hand was sliding around, from her knees, up her thighs, under her skirt, playing with her, and then sliding back to her knee. Plain as day, not hiding anything. She had her legs open wide to allow his hand free access, and they talked and laughed and drank, with her breasts bared, and his hand working under her skirt.

"Wow, that's hot," Caleb said.

"It's like watching porn, but without the screen. Hey, look over there." I turned his attention to the other side of the room. Two ladies in nighties were standing with their group of about six, and they were laughing loudly as one of the ladies was sucking on the nipple of the other.

"Hey, that's the vintage nightie lady who had me spin for her," I told Caleb.

She had her gown pulled down around her waist, and thoroughly enjoying what the other lady was doing. Her husband was watching them, and I heard her tease him, " As much as I enjoy your mouth on me, Frank, no one can suck a woman's breast quite like another woman, they just know how we like to be kissed." He answered her back, "Well keep it up, maybe I'll learn something. It may take a few lessons though."

Caleb and I looked at each other, raised our eyebrows, raised our glasses, and cheered again. "To your birthday," Caleb said.

Kate leaned down and said, "Don't tell anyone it's your birthday unless you want lap dances. Birthday people are brought onto the middle of the dance floor and sat in a chair while all the willing ladies give them a lap dance."

"That's for the guy birthdays?" I asked.

"All birthdays." Kate said, "I know it's your first visit, and no one would make you, obviously, but you'll catch friendly hell, so you may not want to mention it too loud."

"Thanks for the warning."

"Are you having fun?" She asked us.

"Oh yeah." Caleb said.

"I really am, it's definitely different." I said. I repeated to her what I had told Caleb, "It's like watching the beginning of a porno, only without the screen."

"Yeah, it's hot, we go home and have wild sex after we leave here." Kate said, grabbing Michael for a kiss.

As they kiss, Caleb asks if I'm willing to go over to the couple against the wall with him, the topless one in the stockings. I guess I was pretty tipsy cause I say, "Sure, why not."

We head that way, Caleb holding my hand. He introduces us, and the guy, Chris, says smiling, "Nice to meet you guys, forgive me if I don't shake your hand."

Considering his hand is still under her skirt, I understand.

"Sit, sit," He says. "First time here?"

Caleb says yes, and the girl, Jessica, just looks at us wide eyed as Chris asks how we like it so far.

"It is definitely interesting," I laughed.

They guys seem to read each others mind, cause Chris says to me, "Do you want to touch her? She likes women, too."

I look at her, because I thought the ladies were in charge of initiating this stuff, and she nods her head yes. "Have you ever touched a woman before?" Chris asked me.

Now if you have ever hung out in the ladies room of a bar, it can get pretty interesting in there. Women showing friends and acquaintances their new tattoos, or just as often, their new boob jobs. And you often hear, "Touch them, see how real they feel? My doctor is amazing do you want his card?" Plus, we help each other into and out of some weird clothing, so it isn't terribly uncommon to come in contact with other women's breasts. I haven't felt anyone up on a sexualized basis before, but I had felt a new boob job or two in the bathroom. They were just boobs to me, but I had a set of my own, so they weren't totally foreign.

Knowing how men are when women touch each other, I was willing to play for Caleb. Make this trip worth his while. So I said, "No, never."

"Go ahead," She said, speaking for the first time. "Touch my breasts."

I tentatively reached up and lay my hand on her right breast. I played it up for Caleb. "So soft," I said. "Warm and silky." She had a small birthmark on the side of her breast. It almost looked like the shape of a butterfly.

"Can I touch you?" She asked, looking to Chris first.

"Sure."

She ran her hand over the outside of my silky gown. "Your nipple is hard." She said, as she slid her hand inside my gown. Her fingers teased my nipple. It actually felt good, I was surprised. Women have never interested me, and this was mainly for Caleb. I could see how much he was enjoying this. Watching him get hot gave me a primal sense of power. I played it up some more.

"You have beautiful breasts." I told her.

"Thank you," she said. "I really like your nipples."

This whole time Chris' hand was sliding up and down her leg, under and out of her skirt, and Jessica and I were feeling each other up. The whole thing was kind of surreal. I had no interest in dating a woman, but she did have really nice breasts, and the feel of her hand was so new and foreign that it was pretty hot. Not to mention the effect I knew this was having on Caleb.

"Can I kiss you?" She asked me, again looking to Chris first. It seemed weird, like she was playing it up for him, but since I was doing the same, I couldn't really judge.

"Yeah, OK," I said, and she leaned in toward me. Our lips met softly, only the slightest bit of tongue at the very end of the kiss. "Nice, you're a great kisser."

"Thank you," I said.

We left after that, heading back to our table. Michael caught us when we got back over there. "Jumping right in there, huh?"

"Yeah, why not. You only live once right, and I never did the whole college experimentation thing."

"How was it?" He asked.

Caleb answered for me, "That was freaking awesome." I just laughed at him, like it was something I did every day.

Kate asked me later about it. I said, "It was easy. Us girls grow up holding hands, sleep overs, hugs, it's pretty normal to see two girls hanging out together. Plus I'd felt a few new boob jobs in the bathroom so it wasn't a stretch. It's not really my thing, girls don't turn me on that way. But you've got to admit that as a sex, we are beautiful. And if that little kiss and touch show sticks with Caleb forever, I will be the best memory he has ever had. And I just guaranteed myself the best birthday sex ever tonight."

There was something about liquor, birthdays, and a new hot bar that I knew I'd never set foot inside of again that brought out the bravery. A while later I heard the opening to Katy Perry's song "I Kissed A Girl" start playing and I decided that before we left I was going to play in that shadow box. Before Katy ever got to "I kissed a girl and I liked it, the taste of her cherry chapstick, I kissed a girl just to try it, I hope my boyfriend don't mind it..." I was up in that box dancing my heart out and having fun.

The cool thing about the shadow box was that you could see exactly how you looked to those on the other side. The spotlight threw my shadow onto the glass so I could see a mirror image of what Caleb was seeing. I untied the top of my halter and pulled my nightie down around my waist, and I could turn just right so that my erect nipple showed in a perfect outline as I danced. I ran my hands up and down my body, playing with my breasts, while enjoying that song in a personal way that I never had before.