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Gentlemen's Night
By Shon Richards (shonrichardshsd@earthlink.net)

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Couples explore the joys of a swinging lifestyle. 
(couples, swing)

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"Its not too late to back out if you want," I said. The 
car was idling and the Stevens hadn't seen us in their 
driveway. "I'll even make the phone call telling them 
we're canceling."

Cassie laughed. "Not getting cold feet are you? You 
know me. 

Once I get dressed, I'm ready to go."

She was ready to go. Her short blonde hair was 
perfectly styled and looking glamorous. I could see the 
spark in her blue eyes that meant she couldn't wait to 
get laid tonight. My wife was squirming in her seat, 
the blue thong she was wearing obviously riding up her 
beautiful ass. I thought about the matching electric 
blue teddy she was wearing under her big coat and I 
realized I was ready to go as well.

"Just being the thoughtful husband," I said. 

She kissed me. "You get so protective before an orgy."

Helene greeted us at her door. She hid behind the door 
when she opened it; not allowing the slightest chance 
of someone outside seeing her. It was a smart move. 
Once someone saw her black corset and matching fishnet 
stockings, it would be clear that someone unusual was 
happening here tonight. The corset stopped just under 
her plentiful breasts and held them up on a silk shelf. 
Helene wasn't even wearing underwear and I'm sure the 
neighborhood had a rule against flashing your pussy at 
the door.

"Like it? I bought it yesterday for the game," Helene 
said. Her hands traced contours of her corset and I 
winced at how tightly it cinched her waist. 

"Oh neat," Cassie said. "Where did you get it?"

"Whoa," I said. "Let's save the girl talk for another 
day. I still remember how you four killed an hour 
talking over vibrators."

Helene raised her eyebrows and looked at Cassie. "He's 
eager tonight, isn't he?"

Cassie smiled. "That's my Ian, always in a hurry to try 
something new."

"Ian's not the only impatient one," Helene laughed. She 
scratched my chin, digging her fingers through my red 
beard. I almost purred. Her nails always had that 
effect on me.

"The others are sitting at the table already," Helene 
said. "Tony set up the poker table at the crack of dawn 
this morning. Ollie and Susan showed up an hour ago 
just because they couldn't wait any longer. Amanda and 
Keith came over ten minutes after them. I put them to 
work in the kitchen."

I helped Cassie with her coat and Helene whistled when 
she saw Cassie's teddy.

"Okay, I forgive you two for waiting to show up on 
time," Helene said. "Tony's going to love that teddy."

"Is that Ian and Cassie?" Oliver yelled from the other 
room. 

"Get their asses in here."

It was nice to see that everyone was as nervous as we 
were. It was silly but true. We had swapped spouses for 
two years but what we planned for tonight was special. 
It was an idea of Ollie's and I wasn't surprised to see 
that he wanted to get started. I'm just glad we talked 
him out of smoking a cigar at the game. That would just 
be tacky.

As we walked in to the gaming room, I took Cassie's 
hand and spun around like a dancer. The blue teddy 
twirled around her hips and flashed the assembled 
players.

"Gentlemen, I present my stake," I said. The smiles on 
all of their faces were priceless. I'm glad Cassie 
thought of that little presentation. It reminded them 
of what we were playing for tonight.

Keith liked the idea too. He stood up and took Amanda's 
hand. Of course, Keith had to make it funny so he 
twirled Amanda around and around about six times till 
the athletic blonde punched him in the shoulder. The 
girls laughed but the men simply watched. Amanda's 
toned body was on full display tonight. She was wearing 
a green lace bra that let us see the color of her 
nipples underneath. In typical Amanda fashion, she had 
skipped wearing underwear and was wearing a green mesh 
skirt that came down to her knees but concealed 
nothing.

"Here's my stake," Ollie said next. Instead of twirling 
Susan, he simply picked his petite wife up and hoisted 
her on his shoulder. It was clever. All of the men were 
reminded of how light and small the brunette was and 
none of us could forget how easy it was to pick her up 
and fuck her against a wall. Susan's long brown hair 
was shimmering in the light, and I remembered the silky 
feel of her hair when she was on top of me. Her modesty 
required her to wear a metallic gold bikini over her 
pert breasts and sex but that was okay. No one was 
going to forget her assets.

"I think you all may know my stake," Tony said. I felt 
bad for Tony. Since he was shorter than Helene, 
spinning her wasn't easy but he gave it his best. I 
just loved watching her hefty breasts jiggle.   

The men took their seats while our ladies stood behind 
us. In Susan's case, she stood to Ollie's side because 
quite frankly, we wouldn't get to appreciate her if his 
chair hid her. We took out the chips that we had 
painstakingly labeled a week ago. Our chips were color-
coded for our wives with the values written on tiny 
labels in the center.

"Let's make sure every one remembers the values," Ollie 
said. This was the guy who created the rotation-wheel 
for our first orgy, so no one was surprised to see him 
getting anal with the rules.

"The smallest chip is a lap dance," Ollie began. "This 
is good for a one song- lap dance from the woman who 
owns the chip. This chip is good for ten minutes of 
phone sex. Five of either of these equals a blowjob. 
Five blowjobs equal an hour of sex with the man's 
choice of activities. Any of the chips can be redeemed 
until six months from now. That's when the chips 
expire."

"I have a question," Keith asked. "I know we agreed 
that we can redeem the chips at any time, but I was 
wondering how many can we redeem at one time."

"Until I get tired," Cassie said. Every one laughed and 
I agreed with her. 

"Its up to the ladies," I said. "It's just like any of 
our parties, when someone says stop, we stop. Plus, you 
can call the house at four in the morning and ask for a 
blowjob but if Cassie tells you to go fuck yourself, 
I'm not going to kick her out of bed to send her over."

"Hear that Tony?" Helene teased. The teasing was normal 
for our parties. It was always interesting how spouses 
would snip at each other. Cassie once said it was a way 
of separating from your spouse, as if we were letting 
the others now that we were now free game for an 
interested person. The jokes flew back and forth until 
everyone had inflicted a small dig against their 
spouse. When the mock insults began to slow, I knew 
that the nervousness had given way to the desire to 
continue on to whatever hedonistic pleasures would 
unfold tonight.

"Let's play," I said. No one minded the interruption to 
the teasing. 

The game was five card draw but I soon found there were 
other games being played tonight as well. To my right, 
Amanda toyed with her green mesh skirt. She flashed me 
several times, which was made all the more silly by the 
fact that the mesh didn't hide her sex when it was down 
anyway. To my left, Susan kept peeking at me from 
behind the curtain of her hair. My eyes kept being 
drawn to the strand of hair that she was chewing 
between her lips, and I wondered what fantasies were 
playing behind her deep brown eyes. In front of me, 
Helene was the worse. A single deep breath would cause 
her pale breasts to rise and I had to watch them spill 
back over her tight corset. I wondered what games 
Cassie was playing behind me for I kept seeing the 
men's eyes flash to behind me. She must have been doing 
something for I got Keith to bet very recklessly at one 
point. I knew that his eyes were not on his cards when 
he gambled so much for my wife's favors.

We played our first few hands slowly. There was an 
excitement that I hadn't counted on. When I gambled 
with my wife's promises, I found myself treasuring her 
more than I had expected. No, I'm not talking about the 
shyness that some couples have when they first start 
playing games. The first time I watched my wife go down 
on a man I knew I could never be jealous. The treasure 
feeling I was experiencing had more to do with a new 
understanding of how much others value my wife. When I 
bet a blowjob, every man's eyes would glaze over for 
they knew that Cassie's blowjobs couldn't be beaten. It 
was the same when Keith bet a lap dance from Amanda, 
when Ollie bet an hour from Susan or when Tony gambled 
with Helene's dirty mouth for phone sex. We each had 
treasures and maybe we didn't appreciate how special 
those treasures were until they were sitting in a pile 
in front of us.

Helene was doing her best to distract me and she was 
succeeding. With one hand on her husband's shoulder, 
her other hand went down to between her legs. Quietly, 
subtly and almost invisibly, she stroked herself while 
we played. Our eyes meet and her smile was wicked, 
which is the main reason I lusted for Helene some 
nights. Tony didn't know what she was doing and it was 
one of the reasons that she did it. Even in an open 
marriage, Helene liked her secrets.

In silence we continued to play. Men who had freely 
shared their wives last week were now miserly with 
their wives' affections. There was no idle chatter when 
I raised the stakes with an hour between Cassie's 
thighs. Keith made no jokes when he opened a hand with 
three blowjobs from Amanda. Ollie's bright eyes were 
cold when he folded after trying to bluff with a dozen 
lap dances from Susan. Even Tony's usual aggression was 
blunted as he cautiously raised a bet to include an 
hour of phone sex with Helene. We were different men at 
the table and I wasn't sure I liked it.

The women fetched us drinks but remained quiet. Cassie 
said nothing even when I lost six blowjobs from her in 
a single hand. Susan gasped once when Ollie lost three 
hours of her petite body to Tony and his lustful grin. 
Amanda groaned once when Keith lost an amazing two 
hundred minutes of phone sex to me. Helene was the 
quietest of them all. The busty brunette only smiled 
and nodded as her favors were lost and spread around to 
all of us. I think she just liked to be won.

When we won favors from each other, we would set those 
chips aside. It was an unspoken custom and just good 
common sense. Why should I gamble a blowjob from Susan 
when I still had plenty from my wife? There was no rule 
that said you couldn't dip back into your winnings for 
a bet, but none of us were willing to gamble with what 
we won. 

Ollie was the first to quit the game. I was surprised. 
He invented the game; I would have had him picked to 
stay until we dragged him away. Instead, he just smiled 
and leaned back in his chair. He pulled Susan into his 
lap and said that was enough for him. His winnings were 
plentiful and he still had a decent pile of his own 
wife's favors. Perhaps for him, just being able to play 
the game was enough. 

The second to withdraw was Keith. The comedian of our 
group wasn't smiling when Tony snatched up the last of 
Amanda's favors. It was clear that he had that fever 
that hated to quit a game, but if he wanted to keep 
playing, he would have to use some of his winnings. 
Sure, he wanted to play but could he risk a blowjob 
from Cassie just for the possibility of winning another 
one from Helene? The answer was not surprising. Keith 
gathered his winnings and dumped them into a velvet bag 
he had brought for the occasion. Amanda sat in his lap 
and squirmed until his familiar smile returned.

It was down to Tony and me. if I thought we were tense 
before, I was completely wrong. The previous hands had 
been a mild summer morning on the beach compared to the 
stress we were feeling now. It wasn't just us against 
each other; we were also pitting the sexual values of 
our wives against each other. The pot now only had two 
colors and each hand of cards netted the winner a 
treasure trove of favors from the loser's wife.

Helene was still stroking herself quietly, and only 
when she knew my eyes were on her. She was licking her 
lips almost obsessively. Tony's eyes were riveted on 
Cassie and I knew my wife was trying to help in her own 
way. I would have loved to know what kind of teasing 
she was doing behind my back but I kept my eyes on the 
cards.

I tried to ignore how flushed and hard Helene's exposed 
nipples were.

I tried to ignore how tight her corset cinched Helene's 
waist.

I tried to ignore the promise her eyes held for me.

I failed. Unable to restrain myself any further, I 
decided to end this game. I looked at Tony's small pile 
of Helene chips he had left and looked at my formable 
hand of three eights. It would have been easy to just 
quit but Helene's flirting was making me want to end 
this game on a bang. I kept calling and raising his 
bets until his reserves were nearly empty.

Tony has always had a problem with backing down. He 
followed my bets even thought the stress on his face 
was clear to see. Recklessly he spent Helene's favors 
until he finally backed down and just called my bet. I 
took two cards and he took three. The smile that beamed 
on his face didn't reassure me but then my two new 
cards weren't bad either. They were two sevens. 

His pot almost empty, Tony opened with the rest of it; 
three hours with his wife, twenty minutes of phone sex 
and a lap dance. He wanted to intimidate me. I simply 
called it and raised it with four hours from Cassie.

Tony frowned. He needed to go into his winnings to 
cover the bet. Helene leaned against him and her 
cleavage rested against the back of his head. 

"I want to write a marker," Tony said.

"You want to increase how much you are betting with?" I 
asked. 

"Is that legal?"

We looked to Ollie. He shrugged. "As long as you agree, 
Ian, I don't see a problem."

I tried not to growl. So much for bankrupting him. "How 
much are you adding to your pot?"

"How about an entire evening with Helene?" Tony said. 
"She's yours from sundown to sun up. Surely that would 
be worth about ten interrupted hours of sex?"

The table was silent. Tony had crossed a line that we 
had never really discussed. Yes, we have traded 
spouses, and on birthdays we have even had uneven 
orgies that favored the birthday boy or girl. We had 
just never had someone sleep over before. Always we had 
retired to our separate beds and our original couples. 
What he was suggesting was almost too close to real 
intimacy. 

Cassie squeezed my shoulder. "I think ten hours is 
fair," she said.

That's my girl. I trusted her judgment. Helene was more 
difficult to read. Her face was blank but her eyes were 
on fire. I just didn't know if she was angry or 
aroused. We would soon find out. "Ten then and I call," 
I said. I threw six more hours in to even the pot while 
Tony scribbled a quick I.O.U onto a piece of paper. He 
tossed it in and smiled at me. 

"Two pairs," he gloated. Aces and Kings. Wow, I would 
have been cocky too. Not too cocky that I would gamble 
away a night with my wife though.

"Full house," I said. Normally I felt pretty close to 
my friends. When Ollie lost his job, we all pitched in 
to find him a new one. When Amanda's mother died, we 
all took over the chores at her house until she 
recovered. We were closer than friends and more like 
family but I have to admit that when I knew that I had 
beaten Tony in that hand, I had to fight the urge to 
yell and raise my hands in victory. There was a primal 
urge to beat my chest and dance on his defeat.

Instead I just shrugged apologetically. 

"Fuck," Tony said. That was all he needed to say.

"Come on, sourpuss," Susan said to Tony. She climbed 
out of Ollie's lap and took Tony's hand. "I bet I can 
cheer you up once you cash in some of your winnings."

Tony's eyes brightened again and he swept his winnings 
into a small box. Tony and Susan went upstairs to a 
guest bedroom while Ollie claimed dibs on Amanda in the 
hot tub outside. Cassie patted me on the back and 
kissed my head before taking Keith into the living room 
for a midnight fuck. That just left Helene and me 
looking at each other across the poker table. 

"I can't possibly honor that deal Tony made," I said.

Helene walked over to me and put her hand on my mouth. 
Silently, she sat down on my lap and straddled me. Her 
bare breasts pressed against me and my beard tickled 
her neck as leaned down to my ear. 

"Losing an entire night to you makes me so fucking 
hot," she purred. "Granted, I could have lost to Ollie 
or Keith and still be extremely horny, but losing to 
you is an extra bonus."

"Why's that?" I groaned. Now that I knew she wasn't 
upset, I reached for her ass and cupped her buttocks in 
my hands. Pulling her against me, I could feel how wet 
her sex was even through my jeans.

"Because you last the longest, and if I'm going to be 
someone's toy all night; I'll want to be fucked all 
night." She nibbled on my ear and ground her hips 
against me. "You will fuck me all night, won't you 
Ian?"

"Yes."

"You'll make me suck your cock?" Helene asked.

"Yes."

"You'll make me ride your cock?" Helena asked.

"Yes."

"You'll bend me over and take me from behind?" Helene 
asked.

I growled. Still cupping her wonderful ass, I lifted 
her up as I stood. Helene squealed as I dropped her ass 
on the poker table. Eye to eye we stood and I could see 
my lust reflected in her eyes.

"Who's idea was it to bet an entire night?" I said.

She laughed. "It was mine. I suggested it to him this 
morning as a way to get out of the hole."

"You knew if you suggested it in game, the other wives 
might get offended," I said. When she didn't answer me 
right away, I reached up and cupped her exposed breast 
in my hand. I rolled her nipple in my fingers and felt 
her heart pound beneath my fingers.

"Yes," she hissed. "We might be swingers but some gals 
still get jealous from time to time. What would Cassie 
do if I threw myself on the poker table like that?"

"Some couples prefer a bit more honesty than that," I 
said. I didn't stop teasing her nipple in my hands. 

"Some do," Helene admitted. "Some don't. Which is why 
you are happy to be with me right now."

I smiled and said nothing. I did like her lack of 
honesty. It was almost a refreshing change of pace. Sex 
with her was always a little dirtier than with anyone 
else. But if I wanted to keep her excited, I couldn't 
admit it.

Instead I simply sat in my chair while she stayed on 
top of the table. Helene purred as I slipped her long 
stocking covered legs over my shoulders. She lifted her 
pussy towards me and I gladly dipped into her sex with 
my tongue.

Her thighs clenched around me as I tasted her. Helene 
was so amazingly wet. My tongue slipped over her lips 
and drew her desire onto my tongue. The game had 
aroused her as much as it had aroused me. She was my 
prize and the woman was desperate to be claimed. 

Helene pulled my head into her and I devoured her, just 
as she wanted. My tongue claimed her as mine. The 
tightening grip of my hands on her thighs conveyed how 
much she belonged to me now. As our spouses fucked 
elsewhere, I licked this sensuous woman on the table 
where she had been lost. With abandon she humped my 
face as she offered herself to me. I ate all that she 
had and more until my face was covered in her desire.

"Lick it, lick it," Helene begged. She loved to talk. 
The woman wasn't happy till she dragged the sex into 
the mud and smeared us with the naughtiness of the act.

"Lick me out," Helene said. "Eat me hard and let me 
feel your beard on my clit! Lick me harder than Tony 
can. Eat my pussy until I cum on your face! I am yours, 
Ian, all yours to play with and fuck!"

On and on she talked as I licked her. She stopped 
talking once when her climax hit her. Helene's dirty 
talk choked in her throat as a moan poured out of her 
lips. I discovered something about myself with that 
climax. A pussy that I had earned tasted far better 
than any other pussy I had eaten before.

 From elsewhere in the house, we heard Keith's 
strangled moan. He had just climaxed, and I knew for 
certain it was from Cassie's lips. He had claimed his 
prize and I knew I was jealous. Not of my wife's 
tongue, but of the fact that he had claimed his prize.

"Turn over," I said. Helene looked at me as I unbuckled 
my jeans. Helene watched as I brought out my cock and 
only when I stepped out of my pants did she finally 
roll over. Onto all fours she posed on top of the 
table. I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her legs 
until her thighs were off of the table. Helene wiggled 
her hips as I slipped inside of her.

"Oh God, finally!" Helene said.

"Helene?" I said. I wasn't moving except for my cock. 
It was happily pulsing inside of her.

"Yes, Ian?" she teased. 

"I won you tonight," I said, pushing myself into her.

She moaned.

"I won your tight ass," I said with another thrust.

Her hands gripped the table edge as she shuddered.

"I won your wet pussy," I said with another thrust.

"Yes!" Helene agreed. She was pushing back and 
flattening her breasts against the fabric of the table. 
My fingers clutched the bottom of her corset and pulled 
her back against me.

"I won your tits," I said with another thrust.

"They're yours!" Helene agreed.

"I won you from your husband," I said with another 
thrust.

"You did!" Helene agreed.

"And now, I'm going to cum inside my prize!"

"Do it! Do it!" Helene yelled.

With Helene still begging me, I did. My knees shook as 
my cock spilled inside of her. I fell forward, pressing 
her and her buoyant breasts into the table. The climax 
was amazing. It was as if the entire game was just one 
long session of sex and this was the finale. I couldn't 
recall climaxing that hard and I described it in 
Helene's ear as I recovered.

"And just think," Helene said. "That was just one one-
hour chip you cashed. You have a whole pile of chips to 
cash in the next six months. Plus an entire night with 
me."

I laughed. "Fuck, winning sex is ten times better than 
just swapping."

"That's why I can't wait for the six months to expire," 
Helene said.

I laughed again because I could just imagine it. 

In six months, it would be ladies' night.

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