Adultery A Swinging Odyssey by Pimanko-Completed

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Firstly, he reminded himself, Aiko had agreed to be their sex toy; she had negotiated the terms. Only she could decide if she would honour them. He would support whatever she decided to do. She would know that.

Secondly, John was making an announcement. "It's time to let the staff clean up. "We have drinks in our home theatre."

All groping and fondling stopped.

"He meant our regular staff," Susan informed Aiko. "We change back into our regular clothes again."

Back in the change room, Aiko could no longer restrain herself. She had to know. "Susan, I saw a woman put her hand up your skirt. And a woman touched my pussy! I'm not a lesbian," she insisted.

"Neither am I," said Susan. "Give me a choice between a man or a woman, I'll take a man every single time."

"But you seemed to enjoy it," Aiko pointed out.

"Tonight, Gerald chose me to be a sex toy along with you," Susan explained. "Every woman in the room knew girl-on-girl staff was possible. Those women in our swinging group who object to lesbian chose not to attend. That's why two of the men came alone. The rest of us are either bi, adventurous, or open-minded. We're willing to take our chances and enjoy whatever happens. We consider ourselves are honour-bound to stick to our agreement with you. Since you never raised the issue, we assumed you were okay with it."

"But I made a mistake," Aiko pleaded. "Somehow, it completely slipped my mind."

Susan shrugged her shoulders. "Sorry," she said. "It's too late now. Either honour the agreement or go home. We can't and won't make you stay."

Aiko was silent. She was extremely nervous about sexual contact with women, but she was also a stickler about sticking to agreements.

"Think about it Aiko," Susan said, "Now you know the risks. It's better to bail out sooner than later. The auction is about to start."

"The auction?" she asked innocently.

"Yeah, the auction."

"Why would you have an auction in the middle of a swinging party?"

Susan giggled, then burst out laughing. "They're selling the services of a sex toy."

"They're selling the services of a sex toy..." Aiko stopped. "Me?" she sputtered.

"Yes dear, you," Susan confirmed. "Don't forget. You agreed to be our swinging group's sex toy. As the hosts, John and I decided to sell three hours of your time to the highest bidder. The money will go to a charity of your own choice. You can use it to get a tax credit too."

"Is John going to sell you too?" the Asian woman asked.

"Only if Pimmel lets him. I'm his sex toy and he decides what he'll do with me. I don't think he'll sell me though," Susan continued. "I haven't failed to notice his lecherous look. Besides, what would be the point of making me his sex toy only to sell me to or share me with someone else?" she asked rhetorically.

"Sell you, share you," Aiko stuttered. "You mean someone could buy me and then share me!"

"You're a toy. Toys don't have a say on who plays with them. Think of the agreement you signed as analogous to instructions on how to use a toy."

"Oh," Aiko said simply.

"So Aiko, it's time for us to go," Susan noted. "We have to be back stage in the theatre before everyone shows up."

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