The First Time I Was Shared: My Journey Into Swinging
Scarlett Duffy
My God, was I nervous.
This was our first time in Vegas—but that wasn’t why. It wasn’t the casinos, or the lights, or the sheer size of it all. I was nervous because, as I gripped James’s hand, I knew we were walking toward the nondescript door of a swingers club.
The craziest part? We weren’t even swingers.
We’d never even dabbled. We were just Mr. and Mrs. Vanilla strolling toward that door, straight into the unknown. I didn’t know what we’d find inside—or whether I’d actually go through with it. But ever since that night, I knew I had to at least see it for myself.
That night a few months ago, when Emily couldn’t keep her drunken mouth shut while we sat in my hot tub and she told me about her little trip to Vegas—and what she got up to while her husband watched.
But that’s the thing. They stopped after that. Her story was just a couple of drunk wives giving each other’s husbands a quick blowjob. And yeah, I know you’re thinking that’s bad enough.
But what if I told you that, since that moment, my mind hasn’t stopped wandering? That all I could think about was standing there naked, surrounded by strangers, getting stretched out by a random guy’s massive cock while everyone watched?
That’s a whole different ball game.
And for whatever reason, James seems perfectly happy to think about it too.
But as I walked through that door, heart racing, I still didn’t know the answer to the one question that
Would I really do it?
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