26-06-2020, 06:28 PM
After they parked their car in a nearby parking lot, they stood watching the club's entrance for a few minutes.
Nagesh took hold of Aarti's hand. "Let's do it," Nagesh finally said.
The first thing they saw as they approached the door was a sign that read: Private Party, Bat in the Box Club.
"If one of us wants to leave, we both leave. No argument. Okay?" Nagesh said to re-assure his wife yet.
"I know, dear," Aarti replied.
With that, they opened the door and walked in.
A lady just inside the door collected their entry fees. "I haven't seen you two before," she observed.
"First time," Nagesh replied."
"Are you familiar with our rules?"
"Yes," he replied, "we saw them on your website."
"Well, go on in," she smiled. "Just relax and enjoy."
"Thanks," Nagesh said. "At this point we just want to get a feel for things."
"I'm sure you will feel a few things," she said with a straight face.
The club's facility was spacious. Normally served as a banquet hall. The lights were low. Tables and chairs were distributed along the walls. The centre of the room was left clear, obviously to allow dancing.
Snacks were available at the bar. Alcohol bought offsite and drugs were strictly forbidden, but beer and wine were for sale at the bar. Violation of the club's rules meant expulsion. Repeat offenders were banned permanently.
Only a small number of people were present.
"Things don't really start hopping until after 10:00," their hostess informed them. "Oh, by the way," she added, "put on one of those wristbands you see in the box near the bar. Red means you're only looking, not participating. Yellow means touching and feeling is allowed, but you're not looking for sex. Green means you're looking for sex partners. As a couple, you're required to wear the same colour at all times."
"And if we change our minds?" Nagesh asked.
"You can change wristbands at any time but you both still have to wear the same colour. It's a meeting place for swinging couples. It's either both of you or neither of you."
Nagesh and Aarti nodded.
"Red?" Aarti asked tentatively.
"No, yellow," he said decisively. "If we were just going to watch, we could have stayed home and rented an erotic movie. We're here for more that. Wasn't that the point of coming here?" he questioned.
Aarti realized he had a point. They were here to get a taste of what the swinging lifestyle was like. Still, the scene made her nervous... and excited.
"Okay," she said softly. "And no means no."
"Yes, no means no."
They walked over to the bar where they bought two glasses of wine. They made themselves comfortable at one of the tables.
Nagesh took hold of Aarti's hand. "Let's do it," Nagesh finally said.
The first thing they saw as they approached the door was a sign that read: Private Party, Bat in the Box Club.
"If one of us wants to leave, we both leave. No argument. Okay?" Nagesh said to re-assure his wife yet.
"I know, dear," Aarti replied.
With that, they opened the door and walked in.
A lady just inside the door collected their entry fees. "I haven't seen you two before," she observed.
"First time," Nagesh replied."
"Are you familiar with our rules?"
"Yes," he replied, "we saw them on your website."
"Well, go on in," she smiled. "Just relax and enjoy."
"Thanks," Nagesh said. "At this point we just want to get a feel for things."
"I'm sure you will feel a few things," she said with a straight face.
The club's facility was spacious. Normally served as a banquet hall. The lights were low. Tables and chairs were distributed along the walls. The centre of the room was left clear, obviously to allow dancing.
Snacks were available at the bar. Alcohol bought offsite and drugs were strictly forbidden, but beer and wine were for sale at the bar. Violation of the club's rules meant expulsion. Repeat offenders were banned permanently.
Only a small number of people were present.
"Things don't really start hopping until after 10:00," their hostess informed them. "Oh, by the way," she added, "put on one of those wristbands you see in the box near the bar. Red means you're only looking, not participating. Yellow means touching and feeling is allowed, but you're not looking for sex. Green means you're looking for sex partners. As a couple, you're required to wear the same colour at all times."
"And if we change our minds?" Nagesh asked.
"You can change wristbands at any time but you both still have to wear the same colour. It's a meeting place for swinging couples. It's either both of you or neither of you."
Nagesh and Aarti nodded.
"Red?" Aarti asked tentatively.
"No, yellow," he said decisively. "If we were just going to watch, we could have stayed home and rented an erotic movie. We're here for more that. Wasn't that the point of coming here?" he questioned.
Aarti realized he had a point. They were here to get a taste of what the swinging lifestyle was like. Still, the scene made her nervous... and excited.
"Okay," she said softly. "And no means no."
"Yes, no means no."
They walked over to the bar where they bought two glasses of wine. They made themselves comfortable at one of the tables.
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