Written by wesleyomand

Swinging
17 May 2010


Part 1 and 2 12th and 14th of May 2010

Colin arrived at about five to seven. There was no sign of Helen. We chatted and watched the clock, I told him that we'd let Helen take her own sweet time as I was half expecting her to change her mind and didn't want to pressure her. It was half past when Helen entered the room balanced on a pair of four inch heels. She wasn't wearing the dress I'd seen but a new red, patterned, strapless, wrap-around thing that came almost to the floor and was not at all sexy. She hardly acknowledged Colin and just said. "Shall we go?" She didn't have a coat

Helen and I sat in the front of the car and Colin in the back very little was said just Colin giving directions. We pulled up outside a modest, modern house on a lane out in the country. We could hear music and conversation from within and rang the door bell. The hostess, Sam, answered the door and welcomed us into the porch wearing a dressing gown which she clearly kept for that purpose.

When we were inside and the front door was closed she slipped it off revealing a see through body suit and nothing else. The porch opened directly onto an open plan lounge. Close behind Sam I could see another woman in a little teddy, another, much younger, woman in some sort of rubber fetish gear and beyond them plenty of other people, of all ages, fully dressed, in their underwear, one naked man and another in stockings and suspenders. My first impression was that men outnumbered women by about six or eight to one. I half expected Helen to turn around and walk out.

Sam took Colin's coat and my jacket then Helen said to her. "I wasn't sure what to wear. Can you take this?" She undid a clasp at the side of her dress, it fell away like a towel and she handed it to Sam. Underneath she was all in red, a basque, stockings, connected by suspender straps, a tiny thong and heeled shoes. I could hardly believe it.

As we followed Sam into the lounge Helen turned to me and unsmilingly glanced down at herself, looked me in the eye asked in an almost snarled whisper. "Is this how you see me? Is this what you wanted me to wear? Are you happy now?""

I don't know what I was expecting from her but it wasn't this pointless combative, accusatory bullshit having already committed to wearing those clothes in public then to have a go at me. Then I thought this is Helen all over, make a choice then blame everyone around when she feels uncomfortable with it. "You look fantastic." Was all I could manage as an inadequate response.

We stopped and let Colin squeeze past then facing me she went on. "Oh I look fantastic do I? Fifty eight years old with my backside on show and my titties popping out of this ridiculous corset." I didn't answer. "And what is it you want me to do now?"

I wanted her to stop behaving like a twat. "Yes fifty eight years old and looking gorgeous. I want you to have some fun. Look around these people are having fun. We can get a drink and start mingling or we can go home. It's up to you but I'd like us to stay."

Before she could say anything else Alan from last night burst upon us all full of excitement. "Helen, Wesley, great to see you." Pumping, first mine, then Helen's hand like we were long lost friends. "I was hoping you'd be here tonight. Great party isn't it?" His enthusiasm was infectious and it was hard not to smile. "Come through to the back, there's food, we'll grab a drink and there are some people dieing to meet you." He started to lead Helen, by the hand, through the sparse crowd. She didn't resist and I followed.

People were more densely packed in the back room which was smaller, darkened with more flesh on show and more overt sexual activity. He led us beyond and through to the kitchen which was large and brightly lit containing the bar and food. There was a couple about thirty five he was tall and handsome she was short and tubby, manning the makeshift bar.

"Bill, Jill, this is Helen and Wesley the couple I was telling you about." Alan enthused.

They came out from behind the bar to greet us, both were just wearing pink, silky, very tight panties, the shape of his very large penis and her camel toe were clearly visible, her breasts were small and unremarkable.

"Great to meet you." Bill said with a big beaming smile.

"Yes lovely." Chimed in Jill.

Bill kissed Helen on the cheek and Jill presented herself for me to do the same to her. Helen couldn't help but smile they were so bright and welcoming.

Alan started jabbering again. "I was telling Bill and Jill that I'd met you yesterday, that you were both lovely and, like them, bisexual." I thought that Helen's smile momentarily faltered but she didn't stop or argue with him. "Forgive me for saying so Jill." Then turning back to Helen. "Jill likes situations where she gets lots of cock and Bill likes to join in." Jill giggled as if she was embarrassed, Bill put his arm around her with a little chuckle.

Bill smiled at Helen and said. "Alan was telling us that you and Anne, who should be here later by the way, had some fun with a room full of men, yesterday." Then turning to me and missing Helen's smile disappearing and you enjoyed yourself with them too Wesley."

This was a crazy conversation, Helen looked shocked and I was, again, expecting her walk out on us. Bill and Jill both beamed at her. Jill reached out, touched Helen's arm and said. "Alan said you were amazing."

Alan emphasised the point. "You certainly were Helen." Then to me. "Wasn't she Wesley?"

"Amazing." I said.

I could see Helen trying to rationalise competing paradigms and come to a view on what was happening to her and who she was. She was being highly praised for being a slut who had fucked a roomful of men by people who thought that she also enjoyed lesbian sex and had a cock sucking husband. Before yesterday afternoon she had been a respectable grandmother who had only ever had sex with her husband. Her face was a picture.

It was the handsome young man Bill who settled it for her. Still beaming he looked her in the eye. "Helen you are so beautiful."

She giggled like a schoolgirl. "Get out of it…..silly."

"I'm not being silly. May I kiss you?" He replied.

More giggles then she was in his arms. They were kissing and I was rapidly becoming very uncomfortable in my trousers.

A couple of men came looking for a beer. Jill asked Alan if he'd mind pulling pints and asked me, quietly, if I'd help him while she and Bill took Helen upstairs.

When Helen and Bill came up for air Jill put her arm around Helen's waist and told her. "I've roped Wesley and Alan into looking after the bar for a bit." I smiled at Helen and nodded while pulling a pint. "How about Bill and I show you around?"

"Is that alright Wes?" Helen asked.

"Yes great, go and enjoy yourself." I said. "You know I've had a secret hankering to work in a pub."

She gave me the first genuine smile where she seemed comfortable since this afternoon. "See you later." She said as she turned away holding Bill's hand, Jill resting her hand on Helen's naked bottom.

I called over the heads of my first customers, leaving no doubt as to my thoughts. "Helen." She looked back over her shoulder. "Be amazing." She smiled and was gone.


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