Well, no experience in swinging per se but thought this added little ditty at least fell into the realm.
But I have had sex with women while their husbands were in the house. Not all at one time (shucks) but on several occasions (over the years) with different women. Not that we didn't go round two or three times. Yeeeeow. There's something to be said about getting away with something. Something dangerously erotic, plus actual danger of getting caught.
Well, this flasher doesn't have anything to do with sex in the coat room or getting away with 'love banditry' as we used to call it back in the day. Would that count as swinging? When only two partners from two couple get together? Or is that just cheating?
The Crawfords hadn’t drawn their curtains that night. At least one of their guests should have noticed. Maybe at that kind of party, people don’t mind being observed. They certainly weren’t embarrassed going naked.
“Sharon!” I called. “Up here, quick! Check this out. From the bedroom window.”
Next door, Marge Crawford, sat on her haunches in the middle of a rug, sweaty head bobbing at some guy’s crotch, lips sliding along his shaft while the crowd stood round clapping in rhythm. Hugh appeared delighted when Joe Crawford’s wife took the load in her eyebrows.
“Wow,” said Sharon. “Can’t imagine Marge doing that. She always seemed so straight.”
“Ooo. See that little blonde?” I said. “Trying to handle—Jesus—what a thick cock! Getting it from behind! What a fucking doll.”
“Yeah. Great ass too,” Sharon agreed. “And what capacity!”
“Look at the grin on the guy. Bet it won’t fit; not the whole thing.”
“Probably not. Do you suppose they left the curtains open for our benefit?”
“Why would you think that?” I asked.
“We were invited to go over there tonight.”
“What? You said ‘no’?”
“How was I to know? Plus, it’s your bowling night.”
This flash fiction piece (and 54 others) available Sept 24 on the release of 'Flash Daddy' from Excessica