Go Visit the Meeting

You were nervous, but decided that you had to find out what all this was about. You look over the page and find out that there is a midnight meeting going on at a club in the VIP room. There's no cover charge and you don't have to RSVP, it's supposed to be a meet and greet. You have just enough time to get dressed in something a bit concealing and go.

When you go to the closet, you grab greyish clothing and a puffy red scarf and head out. You decide instead of driving to hail a taxi. After paying your fare and a long, dull drive, you were there. You were just outside the door to the club. The neon sign read "Red Light Nights! 21+ Only." It seemed like a dive from what you could tell, but there was a doorman who checked your ID and he was dressed nicely.

With all the build up to the moment out of the way, you exhaled and allowed the anxiety to hit a boiling point. You grabbed the handle and pulled open the door, revealing the extent of the club to you. Most of it was lit in a serene blue tone with sparkle lights accenting much of the room. To your left was a small, circular bar, and in the center of the dance-floor was one more. The dance-floor was filled with people, so if Jennifer was there, you wouldn't be finding her any time soon. On the other hand, a sign pointed out the VIP room with the swinger's club meeting. You follow onward and are stopped by a woman at the door.

She is dressed in a scarlet, sparkly dress. Her hair is dark brown and her eyes are green. Her full lips, painted a deep purple, part as she speaks, "Well hello, my name is Rachael, are you new here?" Your heart sinks and you ponder if this is the same Rachael that Jennifer was texting. If it is, should you ask her about it? Could your wife be sleeping with another woman behind your back? Or is she just a friend? So many questions, but you decide not to chance tipping anyone off in case this is Rachael.

You answer, "Ummm, yeah. Nice to meet you, I just thought I'd come check it out." You were trying to not seem suspicious, but weren't sure how convincing you would be. "My wife and I have talked about swinging. She doesn't know I decided to come here, and I'm nervous, but things have been so dry in the bedroom that I at least wanted to see if maybe we should pursue it." Most of that was a lie. You and Jennifer have never even remotely suggested swinging in any capacity. You were ashamed, most of the time, that you even looked at other women sexually, but the bedroom part? Now that was the truth.

Rachael giggled, "Well, okay, haha. There's nothing wrong with investigating before moving foreward." She winked. "Here's a coupon for a drink, may as well grab one and try to socialize." You noticed the VIP room had a separate bar and bartender.