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He said they made my legs look amazing, but it felt strange since I was used to wearing trainers and flat, comfortable boots.
It wasn’t the only different thing we were trying that night!
I’d been planning for weeks what I would wear, but as we approached the swingers club I suddenly felt self-conscious.
I was wearing the sexiest dress I possessed – a flowing green silk knee-length number gathered just under the breasts, with a deep plunging neckline.
I let Greg handle the business with the doorman while I concentrated on calming down my breathing and trying to unobtrusively smooth out my dress.
“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” he reminded me. “And the same goes for you.” “I mean it,” Greg insisted. With all the experiences and responsibilities that came with being parents, our sex life had taken a back seat, and it wasn’t until about a year ago that we started looking for ways to make things more lively.Despite all my nerves, I knew I’d be disappointed if we just turned around and went home.“I just wanted to tell you …” He looked me up and down, then leaned in, putting his hands on my waist.I couldn’t stifle a wordless sound of protest as he took his hand out of my knickers.