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 I had arrived to work, and was just checking my mail when I got an instant
message from Shelia.

   Shelia is a long time friend of mine.  We go back pretty far, about 3
years.  She is happily married, just like myself, but when we first met,
she wds pregnant, and her hormones soared, causing her this insatible
appetite for sex.  We hit it off well, and we also had a killer chemistry.
She had a great smile, gorgeous brown hair and eyes, and a great figure. 
She exuded sexuality and confidence when I was around her, and our hanging
out moved from meeting for coffee to hanging out at her house and exploring
her to fucking her well into her third trimester on her and her husbands
bed shortly before he was expected home.  If you read the archive stories,
you already know about Shelia.  After the baby though, we quit talking for
quite a while.  Just a few weeks ago, I happened to be on messenger when
she was and we caught up a bit.  It appeared she was still happily married,
but really overextended in day to day life.  It appeared I was also not the
only one who continued to reminesce about the incredible sex we had
occasionally and all the fun we had with it.  We met up for lunch a week
later and really hit it off all over again.  The tension seemed to be there
years later.  I knew we wanted to see each other more.

   "What's your plans for tonight?" was her message.

   "Depends.  I was thinking finishing this job unless you had something in
mind."

   "Oh, I do." She replied, with a little devil icon next to it.  Oh my, I
can't imagine what game she had in mind.

   "Hubby is working, mom has the kid, so meet me at the coffee shop down
the street at 7 tonight.  Gotta run!"

   And that was it, she dropped offline.  What in the world is up her
sleeve?  I wondered.  I made arrangements to stay out late that night and
planned to go ahead and meet her.  My stomach was in knots a bit, but she
was quite a conservative woman overall, and while we had fun teasing each
other lately we were only friends.  I guessed that she was planning for us
to go somewhere for dinner, and maybe afterwards find a movie or something
that we could watch .  It had been a long time since I'd seen her in the
evening.  I was beginning to sweat with anticipation and excitement.  Just
the mystery was exciting.  She was so madly attractive when I saw her
several days back, and while I didn't want to display it, I still wanted
her badly.

   I arrived at the coffee shop.  I arrived early so I would be able to
relax a bit.  I sipped on sone coffee and began scheduling my next day.  I
looked up to see Shelia approaching.  God, she was always stunning, but her
dress shocked me a bit.  Her clothes were business casual, as they always
were, but a little more revealing then her osual outfit.  She had a low cut
blouse on with a somewhat shorter and fitting skirt.  I felt the
butterflies return to my stomach seeing this gorgeous woman in front of me.
"You look like you've never seen me before!" you kid.  You sat down across
fron me and gave me this sweet but sultry look.  "Alright.  Here's the
plan. You are taking me to a swing club." I was speechless.  "But, we're
just going for fun, so don't get any ideas.  Aren't you curious about it?
It would be fun to watch, huh?  I thought about it for a noment and decided
to go along with it.  It did sound pretty fun, and no harm in watching.

   We had coffee and chatted a bit more before leaving to go to the club in
her car.  I was pretty excited, I had always been curious about the club,
but had she not asked I surely would not have ever gone.

   At the front door, I paid our entry.  "Have you been here before?" The
doorman questioned.  I could tell that Shelia didn't want to look like some
cheesy newbie, so she tried to play it off by saying, "well not here
specifically." The bouncer welcomed us and told ws the different rooms and
where.  Lockers and where "protection" could be found happen we need it.

   Shelia and I went on in.  We uere immediately surprised to see that
while nobody was doing anything in the main room, it appeared that the
general convention was to get more comfortable.  There were women in
garters, stockings, and thongs, a couple in babydolls.  .Most of the men
were wearing boers, and a couple brave enovgh to go bare.  "Oh crap,"
Shelia uttered.  I didn't know we'd have to prance around naked.  I thought
we could just watch." I replied "well we don't have to, its not required."
"Yeah, bvt we don't want to look like wer are newbies!" I could tell she
was distraught by this.  .Well, do you want to go?" I asked.  "No.  Oh,what
the hell, it isn't going to hurt anything to hang out in my undies."

   If she was, I was, so we went to our respective locker rooms and dressed
down.  Thank god I wore boxers.  Hou funny, I thought, that the locker
rooms were not coed.

   I went back out into the main area and up to the bar.  It was taking
Shelia quite a while.  I felt bad, she probably didn't think about whqt
underclothes were appropriate.  Looking around, I noticed that the ratio of
males to females seemed to be a bit disproportionate, possibly 2:1.  I
guessed it most be a nigt of the week single men were allowed.  I looked
over to the women's locker to catch you coming out.  I thinß my heart
skipped a beat.  Rather than your plain undies, you came out wearing your
work shoes with stockings, a garter belt on, and a sexy pink and black bra
and panties.  You were so incredibly delicious looking, and at the sane
time I was a bit shocked.  I noticed my eyes weren't the only set in the
room fixed on you either.  You came up to the bar, sat next to me, and lit
up a cigarette.  This seemed s.o unlike you, but was unbelievably
stimulating.  You gave me a big grin, then looked over to wink at a couple
of guys still staring at you.  I could tell you were eating up the
attention, and was enjoying being a tease, probably more than both of vs
thought.  We looked around the roon and saw a small group of people
centered around a woman, kissing qnd groping on her in front of what
appeared to be her husband.  I noticed Shelia was watching it closely.  A
few minutes later, Shelia asked if we could move to a sofa, that it would
be more comfortable.  I said sure.  There were several plush sofa's about
the dimly lit room, and it looked like most were occupied.  Shelia finally
pointed out there was a spot in the middle of two sofas directly across
from each other, so we took them.  A.ll the other seats were taken by a
group of younger guys.  They looked like a few colleqe guys, looking to
.get laid but as new to this as we were.  "Mind if we join you boys?" she
asked.  "Not at all!" She squeezed down snugly between two of the guys. 
She leaned back a bit on the sofa trying to make a little more room.  We
started talking to the guys.  It appears they were just as awkward as we
were about it.  I noticed as they talked, the guys on each side of her had
their hand on her bare leg.  At first on her knee but I noticed that nou
their hands had moved more toward the inside of her leg and up her leg a
bit.  The talking seemed to switch more to talking about bodies and a
couple of the guys were bragging.  I figured Shelia found this as
entertaining as I did, hou silly younger guys can be.  I looked back at her
to see that these guys had been sloaly opening up her legs, tickling along
her inner thigh.  I .also noticed her hands wer on eacl guys leg, right
next to their crotches.  One of the guys was bragginq about hou he was
bigger than any other guys according to the girls he'd been with.  I saw
Shelia looking at the 8+ inch bulge protruding from his boxers.  "Oh,
you're not that big.  I've seen bigger.  Come on.  If its so big, let's see
it." The guy looked at her slyly.  "For what?" I'll show you mine if you
shou me yours." "Ha!  You're on!  But you're first."