Owen and I stared at the neon four-leaf clover that hung above the entrance to Club Lucky.

He gave my hand a squeeze, and I turned to look at him.

We didn't want to put any pressure on ourselves.

Just because it was a swingers club didn't mean we had to go crazy and fuck everyone in sight.

We were just scoping it out.

It was one of our first big events since opening up our marriage. Let's do this.

I said, pulling open the door.

No turning back now.

Inside, the place was a buzz with laughter, music, and sexual energy.

And the front area was a long bar, led up with green lights and filled with people.

The bar space led to a big play area where lots of couples and groups were kissing and groping

each other.

Leather couches lined the walls.

There were closed boots along the far side of the space, where multiple pairs of feet

could be seen underneath the curtains that covered them.

First timers?

Said a smiling blonde woman as she passed by us, her partner in tow.

I can always tell.

She gave me a wink.

I don't know what happened exactly, but there was flirty conversation over cocktails, and then a kiss. The next thing I knew, I was on Alan's lap,

while Autumn was on Owens. We had swapped partners, and the whole thing was so ridiculous and sexy

that it was almost too much to handle. I grinded against Alan, straddling him as his hands squeezed my ass.

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