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How We Started
by A Simple Mistake (no address provided)

***

A couple moves towards swinging with some friends. (MF-
cpls, swingers)

***

One should be wary of hot tubs. I only say this because 
that is how I got into swinging. Oh sure, I was already 
a horny bastard. Dating a very sexual woman. Both of us 
on the rebound.

Hot tubs.

The problem with them is that in your 20s. Hanging with 
your friends. Drinking alcohol. Women wearing form 
fitting clothing. Hell, your imagination runs rampant 
when they're wearing jeans, let alone skin tight bathing 
suits. Usually this is not that much of a problem since 
in larger groups of people few are brave enough to take 
a risk. On those rare occasions when one person does, 
others don't follow. When there are fewer people 
though... things change.

Ethan was fairly successful, even in his mid 20s. He 
already owned a house and ran his own business. He had 
started in high school buying and selling cars. He 
parlayed that into training as an aircraft mechanic and 
buying a tow truck. Both businesses were decent. As a 
result, he was the only one of us that owned an actual 
house rather than living in a rental. As an added bonus, 
his place was just on the edge of the city. Almost rural 
with the size of the lots but within 30 minutes of 
downtown. 

Naturally, parties migrated down to his house. He and 
his wife were amenable and I believe they enjoyed 
hosting. The group would buy alcohol and food and Ethan 
and Heather would provide more alcohol and food. And a 
place to be. Pool, poker, darts, and the hot tub. His 
garden level was like its own private bar. 

The hot tub wasn't really big. It held about 6 people 
comfortably, or 8 if no one had personal space issues. 
We brought suits because when the crowd thinned out we 
could use the hot tub.

One night we had stayed until it was just the four of 
us. We hit the hot tub when the group dwindled to seven 
but, by this time the other couple and the third wheel 
had left. We were trying to sober up before the drive 
home so, we had stopped drinking. Heather was cleaning 
up (She could never let it wait until the next day). 

It was just me, my girlfriend, and Ethan in the hot tub. 
We had been playing "I Never" That isn't as much fun 
without the shots though. "I Never" casually morphed 
into "Truth or Dare" without a formal agreement. The 
dares were mostly embarrassing things like singing a 
song (none of us could sing), until Ethan said, "I dare 
you to take off your bathing suit." 

My girlfriend had chosen to take the dare but, now she 
looked at him in surprise. She really hadn't expected 
that. He was grinning. She started nervously laughing. 
There was nothing binding her to perform the dare. She 
could have said no. We could have called him out for his 
pervy nature. However, after a few seconds she stopped 
laughing and said with a smirk while gesturing toward me 
"I will if he takes his off first."

She later told me that she said that because she thought 
I would say "no" That isn't how I interpreted it at the 
time. I still don't think that is what she actually 
intended. I think, and still think, that she was looking 
for permission. After all, we were dating. "Okay," I 
said. I wanted to see if she could really do it. 

I liked watching her squirm when I could get her to be a 
bit daring. This was beyond anything we had done though. 
I stripped my suit off and lay it up on the side of the 
tub. Looking at her, I raised my eyebrows as if to say, 
"Whatcha gonna do now?"

True to her word, she peeled her one piece down from the 
top. Her pert breasts right at the water line. She sank 
down a little as she raised her ass up from the seat to 
slide the suit the rest of the way off. After she put it 
up on the side of the tub she didn't sit back up. This 
kept her breasts submerged. 

Even though I could see her pubic hair through the water 
and this position put her hips at a better angle for 
viewing her pussy, I still prodded her with my foot to 
get her to sit up straight. Her chest came back up above 
the water line. Her nipples were starting to wake up.

"That's not fair, we are both naked and he is still 
clothed."

"Not really my problem," I said. "If you think I am 
wasting my turn trying to get him naked, you are 
mistaken. I don't have any interest in that. But, since 
I don't have anything to top that, I'll just pass."

We all knew what was coming. She asked Ethan, "Truth or 
dare?"

"Dare," he responded. 

"Take your swim suit off."

He stood up on his side of the tub and pushed his trunks 
down his legs. Revealing his cock to her gaze. He paused 
just long enough for it to be exhibitionism before he 
sat back down.

The game ended at that point. Nobody tried to pursue it 
further. We sat around talking about nothing in 
particular and enjoying our nudity when Heather came 
back down from the upstairs. "Ok. I got everything 
cleaned up." She hesitated momentarily. Attempting 
nonchalance she said, "Looks like I missed out on 
something."

"Maybe," said Ethan, "You still have some time to catch 
up. Take your suit off. You were about to say you were 
going to go change anyway."

"Nah, I don't think so," she said, with a look like that 
seemed more teasing than committed.

"Have it your way. But now you're just making the guests 
uncomfortable."

"Your leering is probably more disturbing than my 
clothes."

"I'm not leering. Where's your sense of adventure?"

"I don't want to get back in the hot tub."

"So, pull a chair up from the poker table."

"It's late," I said while pushing myself up out of the 
water to sit next to my suit. "We should get headed 
home." I swung my legs over the side and stood on the 
cement floor. "Where are the towels?"

Heather graciously got some from the nearby closet and 
started handing them out. Ethan and Rhia got out of the 
tub also. Ethan said, "Tsch. Well, you missed your 
chance." while watching Rhia climb out. Heather 
retorted, "Hey! Are you talking to me? Cause I'm over 
here." She smiled at him, "Dirty old man!"

We went home shortly after that. By the time we got home 
we were dead tired. We had a quickie anyway, so we could 
sleep.

***

Nothing happened in our first encounter with Ethan and 
Heather beyond some titillation. I am ever the voyeur 
though and witnessing the event was enjoyable for me. 
Although, I would have like to have seen Heather au 
naturel.

Because we were both couples, Heather, Ethan, Rhia, and 
I would sometimes go on double dates (sometimes triples 
with another couple we knew). So, a couple of weeks 
later we were out skeet shooting and riding the 4 
wheelers far enough from the city that this behavior is 
normal. 

Rhia had never done either before and was having a 
blast. She was okay on a mountain bike but, the power of 
the ATV was an adrenaline rush. She was bouncing over 
the hills and grinning like a fool.

We started in the mid-afternoon and gone on to the early 
evening. We had picked up Ethan and Heather at their 
house since it was on the way out of town. We were 
planning on dropping them off on the way back home but, 
everyone was getting hungry. 

We stopped at the store to pick up some food for dinner 
and headed to their house. Ethan cooked the brats, 
Heather and I made a garden salad and mac n' cheese. 
Rhia got out the dishes and lounged around. I teased her 
about the hard work she was enduring until she decided 
to make drinks for everyone.

We ate, drank, and played hot dice. I liked this game 
because Ethan was too good at poker and this hot dice 
kept us on a more even level. After Heather cleaned up, 
she said "I'm a little sore after all that riding today. 
Let's hit the hot tub!"

Rhia and I looked a little sheepish, "We didn't bring 
our suits. We weren't expecting to need them."

"That's ok. We've all seen each other naked now," noted 
Ethan, "We don't need to wear them."

"Well, that's mostly true. But not entirely so," Rhia 
said, while looking at Heather.

"All right!" Heather said, "I won't wear one either. 
Fair all around. Ok?"

Rhia wasn't really worried about being nude exactly. Oh 
sure, it made her nervous on some level probably. She 
was more concerned about people's feelings. She didn't 
want his to become awkward, or worse. She gave me a 
quick glance to gauge my reaction.

"As long as everyone is fine without the suits, I don't 
have a problem." I said.

Ethan remarked, "I don't know about you but, I am sure 
they're 'fine' without the suits."

"I'm 'fine' with or without the suit, Bucko!" retorted 
Heather. "C'mon, grab your drinks and let's head 
downstairs."

We walked down to the hot tub. It had its cover on and 
just a little steamy air was wafting up from it. I 
hadn't noticed either of them come down to turn it on 
earlier, not that I was paying that much attention. 
However, I knew that they didn't leave the heater 
running all of the time. 

There have been a few times when we couldn't use it 
because it was too cold. It took a good 20 minutes to 
heat up from room temperature. They turned it on at the 
beginning of a party so it would warm up. For impromptu 
visits like this one, it was usually cold.

We set our drinks down on the wood that ringed the tub 
and started to shuck our clothes. Right as Heather was 
taking her panties off Ethan said to Her, "See, you 
should have gotten naked with the rest of us the first 
time. Now everybody is looking at you." Which was true - 
now that he said it. 

That statement made her the center of attention. She was 
stopped there for a moment with her thumbs hooked in her 
panties. Now she was self-conscious. It would be feel 
weird to stop what she was doing and it would feel weird 
to continue. 

She flushed lightly and pushed her panties down her legs 
and stepped out of them. "Jerk!" she muttered, "Make me 
all self-conscious." Then she did a quick 360 spin, 
"There now everybody has had a good look. You can leave 
me alone now."

Damn she looked good. She had dark areola and she 
clearly trimmed her pubic hair into a little 'V'. The 
thought flashed through my head about how much I didn't 
want to pick on her but, also didn't want to leave her 
alone. I knew I had to get into the tub before I got an 
erection.

Ethan had taken advantage of this distraction to finish 
stripping and get into the tub. He sat there in the tub 
with his drink in hand as the three of us climbed in. 
Because the tub sat on the floor and didn't have an edge 
big enough to walk on, one had to straddle the rim or 
sit on it and swing their legs over to get in. 

Rhia had opted to just take a big step over the side. 
Like a hurdler in slow motion. This meant that she 
really spread her legs just a tad above eye level for 
someone already sitting in the tub. This fact was not 
lost on Ethan, whom I was sure could see her pussy lips 
very clearly as she performed this maneuver. 

I noticed his satisfied stare and figured that was the 
whole point of teasing his wife anyway. He got to tease 
his wife and get a good pussy shot. He was definitely 
sly.

Heather settled down next to Ethan and Rhia next to me. 
Not that we were snuggling close, just that we were 
closer together than we were to them. Like 6 people in 
the hot tub where two of them are invisible. 

Heather sat next to the tub controls and decided to turn 
the bubbles on. This had two effects. One, it obscured 
everything below water level. A little disappointing. 
Two, the jets were strong enough that I could let them 
push my arms and legs around a bit. If I floated they 
would float my body out to the center of the tub.

"This is like a bubble bath," I said, "where's my rubber 
ducky?" Everyone politely snickered at my lame joke.

"Here" Heather said as she stood up and leaned out of 
the tub while reaching over the side. She wasn't facing 
directly away from me so, I didn't get to see any fur. 
However, I still enjoyed the curve of her ass from this 
oblique angle, and her left breast hanging down. When 
she sat back down she tossed a little plastic boat at 
me.

"Why do you guys have this?, I asked.

"Don't know. I think it got left last time Ethan's 
nieces came to visit. I am sure they won't mind it being 
used for a bathtub toy."

I let it float in the water. It tumbled around in the 
roiling water, although, it remained floating. "I don't 
think I would want a ride in that boat"

We talked for awhile, I don't remember all of it, and 
since the kitchen and bathroom were both upstairs one 
would have to leave to get food, drink, or use the 
facilities. In the course of these trips, I ended up 
sitting closer to Heather than originally, and Rhia was 
sitting closer to Ethan. I was idly playing with the 
boat (I fidget) and talking to Heather about body 
builders. 

I had noticed that the little boat wouldn't float in a 
straight line. It kept turning to the left. I had been 
trying to make it run a complete circle and come right 
back to me. This is when I also noticed that because I 
was pushing to boat to the right of me, I was also very 
close to touching heather's left breast. She was sitting 
that close. I decided that I could risk making 
'accidental' contact. I took the boat and did a little 
different trajectory. The back of my hand brushed right 
across Heather's left nipple. 

Two things happened when I did that. First, she didn't 
way anything. Not a comment, not a complaint. She acted 
like it didn't happen at all. Second, her whole breast 
became erect. I have seen a woman's nipples get hard 
but, not her entire breast. Heather's boobs didn't sag 
much anyway. Now they didn't sag at all. They stood out 
from her chest like they were being held there by an 
invisible bra.

What I didn't notice, was the last time Rhia went 
upstairs, Ethan went up about a minute later. That 
wasn't so unusual since trips had overlapped already. 
What I really didn't notice is how long those trips 
lasted. Rhia told me later about what had transpired.

The women had always wrapped themselves up in a towel 
when they went upstairs. Us guys did not. As Rhia was 
coming back from the bathroom, Ethan was heading toward 
it. They were passing each other near the dining table 
and the hallway to the bathroom. When Ethan stepped in 
front of Rhia. She said he had a cocky little smile on 
his face.

"Yes," Rhia said, "Do you want something?"

"Yes" Ethan answered. "I would like to get look at you 
un-obscured by the water." He lifted his hands to the 
fold in the towel that held it together.

Rhia raised her hands with his and caught them there. "I 
think that might not be a good idea." She was excited by 
his interest though.

Although he had grabbed edge of the towel, he hadn't 
pulled on it at all. He dropped his hands. "Please? That 
would really make my night."

"Thank you. I'm flattered," she said.

"Really. I have already seen you completely naked. But, 
I just want a good look when I don't have to pretend 
that I'm not looking."

"Ok. A quick look." She pulled the towel off but, still 
held it in her hands. It hung behind her back. This pose 
left her arms wide apart and her body clearly revealed 
under the dining room lights. "There you go. Happy now?"

"Oh yes." It was evident that he was because his cock 
popped right up when she dropped the towel. "could you 
maybe turn around so I can see your gorgeous butt?"

Seeing him get hard so quickly had sent a heat wave over 
her. "Sure. I can do that for you." She held the towel 
in only one hand now and turned her back to him with her 
eyes still focused on him to watch his reaction. She 
wasn't disappointed with his lustful stare.

"Damn," he whispered under his breath. He stepped up 
behind her and held her shoulders in his hands. 
"Thanks," he said, "I told you that would make my 
night." He leaned in and kissed her on the neck.

She told me that when he did that it was so sexy that 
she just naturally reached behind her with her free hand 
and curled her fingers around his cock. She could feel 
him surge when she did that. He moaned and reached 
further forward to hold her breasts in his hands. 

She hung the towel over the back of one of the dining 
room chairs and turned to him still holding his cock. He 
sat down in one of the chairs and brought his lips to 
her nipple. Licking and sucking her nipples. His hands 
on her hips. He pulled her close to him so he didn't 
have to lean over. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the 
sensation. That is when she could smell her own arousal.

"Oh, that is good but, you have to stop." She backed 
away and pushed on his forehead to get him away from her 
breasts. He followed her off the chair and fell to his 
knees. He did let go of her breasts. Her legs actually 
got a little weak and she leaned up against the table 
for support. She opened her eyes and looked down at him 
just in time to see him stick his tongue out and make 
one lick up her slit. 

She remembered her gasp for breath and involuntarily 
pitching her pussy forward against his mouth. She let 
him continue for a few more moments before she regained 
a little control again. She hauled him up by his ears. 
He got a quick suck of her nipple on the way up. He 
kissed her neck again and slipped his fingers up inside 
of her. His cock left a wet pre-cum steak across her 
stomach where it touched her.

She loved the way it felt but, started panicking a 
little about being caught. She grabbed both of his arms, 
pulled them away from her body, and held them to his 
sides. She sat down and sucked his cock into her mouth. 
She continued to hold his hands as she swallowed his 
cock. He nearly came when her mouth pressed against his 
abdomen.

Sucking his cock allowed her some time to get back under 
control again. She lifted her head and firmly held his 
erection with her right hand. "We have to go back 
downstairs. It has already been too long and they are 
going to be suspicious."

"You are going to have to get 'him' settled down," she 
continued, wagging his penis to indicate which 'him' she 
was talking about.

"Ok, let's make new drinks for everybody real quick," he 
said a little breathlessly. "Hopefully that will explain 
the time it took."

He quickly washed his face, they made drinks, and got 
ready to go back down. She had almost forgotten to put 
the towel back on. They joked a little about how obvious 
that mistake would have been.

***

The funny thing is Heather and I didn't notice how long 
they were gone, or the thump to the floor when Ethan 
came off the chair. We had been talking about body 
builders and I was still brushing her left breast with 
that back of my hand. 

 I was asserting how I thought all female body builders 
must shave because of how low and narrow their swimsuits 
were. They really don't leave much to the imagination. A 
small tuft is about all that one could sport. Heather 
said, "They could still have a bush. My swim suit is 
pretty small and I don't shave everything."

"Yeah. I've seen your suit and it isn't as small as a 
competition suit." I lifted my ass out of the water and 
put my two index fingers about two inches apart across 
the top of my pubic hair while saying "The suits are 
only about this wide it seems to me. That doesn't leave 
much room for error."

"I think that I could hide my bush behind that. See, it 
is pretty narrow." She did lifted her butt out of the 
water like I had to display herself.

There was no way that her bush was going to be hidden 
behind a competition suit in my opinion; and I told her 
so. It was kind of funny because we both did the same 
butt lifting action again using ourselves as models to 
illustrate our points. From the outside it was probably 
a bit silly looking. That did not occur to me at the 
time.

On the last lift that she did I reached across and put 
my left hand under has ass cheek keeping her raised out 
of the water. I put my open, right hand on her stomach 
right on her navel and ran my hand down through her 
pubic hair with my fingers apart tracing the edge of the 
imaginary swimsuit. "The edge of the suit runs along 
here," I explained, "You would have to do a lot more 
shaving to fit in it."

I looked back up to her face. My left hand cupping her 
ass and my right hand on top of her pussy. The tips of 
my index land middle fingers were just on either side of 
her clit. I had taken a risk. Even with the effects of 
the alcohol, it would be a challenge to justify this as 
a simple mistake. She was still smiling. Her lust 
evident in her expression. Just a small upward twitch in 
her hips. That was enough for me. 

I moved my hand over and slid my middle finger between 
her labia. Feeling the wetness that did not come from 
being in the water. I curled my middle finger into her 
pussy, gathered her juices, and glided back up over her 
clitoris with one long stroke of my now lubricated 
digit. Her breath caught a bit. I moved my hand back 
down and pushed my finger deeper in this time.

That is when the basement door opened. Rhia and Ethan 
started descending the stairs. I pulled my finger out of 
Heather's cunt while she swiftly but quietly lowered 
herself into the water. I felt I was lucky that the 
stairs do not face the hot tub and that you could see 
the legs of someone coming down the stairs before they 
could see you due to the existence of a guard rail 
instead of a wall.

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