Chapter 5
Jack
Suddenly, there was a girl sitting across from me. I could not begin to guess what her age might be. She is dressed all in black. She has smokie eyes with black eyebrows and black lipstick.
The top of her black dress is transparent so you can see her black bra. She is wearing a black leather sort of corset that covers her mid-section. The bottom of the dress is frilly and transparent enough that you can almost see her black panties.
“You have the most beautiful rage I have ever seen on a man,” she broke the silence. Her eyes drilling directly into mine. “Having a wife run off with another man for a four day getaway will do that to you,” I answered.
“If you’ll buy me a drink. I would love to sit here and hear all about it,” she told me in a soft and sensuous tone.
“Are you…even legal for that?” I asked since I could not gage her age with the way she was dressed.
“I am 30 years old,” she chuckled. The sound of her laugh was like an Angelic music to my ears.
I was incredulous when she ordered a Black Magic Cocktail. I was even more stupefied when the drink was delivered and it was in fact quite black. “It’s black vodka and lime juice,” she advised with a crooked grin. Her eyes seemed to gleam with adventure while she said it.
“Tell me what happened. Tell me all about it,” she requested. “Look, I don’t even know your name. I don’t know if I should be sharing all this with you,” I answered.
“My name is Winter…there, now you know who I am,” she told me while her eyes pierced deep into my soul. “My name is Jack,” I blurted out. “Good, now you can tell me everything that happened that caused you such pain and created such rage,” she suggest in her soft husky sensuous voice.
Something inside me just snapped. Like I was bewitched and unable to resist her request. Over the next hour, in between bites of my dinner, I told her everything.
How Lacy had approached me last week and broached the topic of becoming swingers. How she told me sexy, dirty stories while she fucked me each evening.
I told her about the swinger’s pool party on Tuesday the 4th of July and what I saw there.
Then I told her about the dinner date with her boss and his wife who were both swingers bent on introducing us to swinging.
Next, I told her how Lacy just took off with Devlin without ever talking to me about it.
I told her how I feel cheated on. How I feel betrayed.
As I gaze at Winter I am enthrall by her exquisitely unique beauty. The way her red hair fans out from her face, it makes you think of a witch who is about to cast a spell on you.
I am shocked at how open I have been with Winter. Perhaps she has already cast a spell on me. The crazy thing is that I do not feel one bit of the rage that was eating me up an hour ago.
“You said that Lacy signed you up for a swing club membership.
Which club was that? Winter asked in the lovely husky voice.
“Dolly told me it is Wenches and Corsairs.
I answered. “Good, I belong to that club too. You and I can go and have some fun if you would like that,” Winter told me.
“Oh hell yes I would want to,” I blurted out without a thought otherwise.
“Wait, if you are a member there, does that mean you are married or have a boyfriend?” I asked her curiously.
“Oh hell no. I was married once. It lasted just as bit longer than a year. Then I dumped him because he spent most of his time trying to change me. Telling me that my black clothes made me look like a whore and that when men look at me all they want to do is use me,” she informed me.
“How long have you been single? I asked quietly. I have been single a little more than eight years,” she told me. “Wow, you have been single a year longer than my marriage lasted,” I told her.
“Lasted? Is that past tense?” she asked me. “I refuse to stay married to a woman who could lie that way to me just to get what she wanted. I refuse to stay married to a woman who ran off and left me with another man’s wife expecting me to be okay with her betrayal,” I confided.
“How about we go to the club together now? Can you drive if I give you directions?” She asked. “Yes Hun, I would love to take you to that club. But I want you to know that you are the only one I want to spend time with,” I told her. “That’s exactly my plan, Jack,” she answered.
When Winter climbed into my Escalade SUV, I got a quick glimpse of her smooth white bare ass. Somewhere along the line she has removed her black panties.
“Looking for these?” she giggled as she hung the panties from her right middle finger. “These are all yours now Jack. This is proof that you were the first one to get into my panties in quite some time,” she purred while she tucked them into my left pants pocket.
I felt like a kid taking his date to the prom as I drove Winter and I to the Wenches and Corsairs Adult Club. I was curious as we walked up to the front door with the bouncer standing by the door.
“If I am the first to get into your panties, how have you been a member here?” I asked. “I am a unicorn. A woman by herself at a swinger club. I come here to do couples. I have sex with the wife while the husbands watch. Then I suck the husband off after I turn his wife to jelly.” She replied,
“Well hello Missy Winter. It’s so nice to see you here on a Thursday night….and with a date. I’ve never seen you with a date here,” the bouncer said. “There’s always a first for anything,” she purred and winked at him.
I hope you know how lucky you are,” the bouncer said to me as I passed him going into the club. “Oh, absolutely buddy, absolutely,” I told him.