26-06-2020, 06:30 PM
Suddenly, Nagesh felt a tap on his shoulder. He looked toward the source, a man who was wearing a green wristband. He was tall. His black hair was shot through with flashes of flashes of grey. He looked fairly healthy although he had a small paunch. Nagesh estimated he was in his early 50s.
The woman with him appeared to be a bit younger than him. She was voluptuous. Nagesh couldn't be sure if it was due to age or genetics, maybe both.
The couple wore green wristbands.
"We couldn't help notice you because we've never seen you here before. My name is Vijay, and this is my wife Shruti."
The men shook hands.
She smiled and shook hands with Nagesh. "Hi, pleased to meet you."
"Nagesh gestured toward Aarti. "This is my wife Aa..., er, Prachi. I'm Manoj."
Aarti giggled and shook hands with each of them in turn.
"Those are unusual names," Vijay observed.
"Indeed they are," Nagesh smiled.
"You're really cute," Shruti interjected directing her remark to Aarti.
"Yes" Nagesh smirked, "she is my Prachi," and pulled her against him.
"And Manoj is my man. He belongs to me," Aarti added, putting both arms around his waist.
Not quite understanding what the exchange was about, Shruti changed the subject. "Are you here for the first time?" she asked.
"Yes," Aarti responded, "we're curious to see what a swingers' club is like. In fact, it's our first time in any place like this."
"Well, I noticed you're wearing yellow wristbands. First-timers usually wear red," Shruti said. "Although," she continued, "it is not uncommon to see a first-time couple exchange a red wristband for a yellow one later in the evening."
"We came here knowing what the club was about," Aarti replied. "At the same we didn't want to go all the way, so to speak, until we learned more. A yellow wristband seemed like a good compromise."
"Manoj, do you mind if I cut in?" Vijay asked, "provided of course your lady has no objection. Shruti is attracted to you," he added. "She said so. Right, dear?"
"I did, Vijay." She stepped to Nagesh. "Let's dance, Manoj."
With that they exchanged partners.
The woman with him appeared to be a bit younger than him. She was voluptuous. Nagesh couldn't be sure if it was due to age or genetics, maybe both.
The couple wore green wristbands.
"We couldn't help notice you because we've never seen you here before. My name is Vijay, and this is my wife Shruti."
The men shook hands.
She smiled and shook hands with Nagesh. "Hi, pleased to meet you."
"Nagesh gestured toward Aarti. "This is my wife Aa..., er, Prachi. I'm Manoj."
Aarti giggled and shook hands with each of them in turn.
"Those are unusual names," Vijay observed.
"Indeed they are," Nagesh smiled.
"You're really cute," Shruti interjected directing her remark to Aarti.
"Yes" Nagesh smirked, "she is my Prachi," and pulled her against him.
"And Manoj is my man. He belongs to me," Aarti added, putting both arms around his waist.
Not quite understanding what the exchange was about, Shruti changed the subject. "Are you here for the first time?" she asked.
"Yes," Aarti responded, "we're curious to see what a swingers' club is like. In fact, it's our first time in any place like this."
"Well, I noticed you're wearing yellow wristbands. First-timers usually wear red," Shruti said. "Although," she continued, "it is not uncommon to see a first-time couple exchange a red wristband for a yellow one later in the evening."
"We came here knowing what the club was about," Aarti replied. "At the same we didn't want to go all the way, so to speak, until we learned more. A yellow wristband seemed like a good compromise."
"Manoj, do you mind if I cut in?" Vijay asked, "provided of course your lady has no objection. Shruti is attracted to you," he added. "She said so. Right, dear?"
"I did, Vijay." She stepped to Nagesh. "Let's dance, Manoj."
With that they exchanged partners.
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