Swinging Saved Our Marriage (20 page)

Kyra rubbed her clit harder. Knowing she was being watched pushed her over the edge. Her shout was deafening in the car and her body clenched up. She pulled her legs together and bent forward as the powerful orgasm claimed her. Kyra was still rubbing Ethan’s cock and she was so into her own climax that she didn’t even realize she made him cum too until she felt the wetness on his pants. That brought her back to Earth, and she laughed loudly as her husband sped ahead of their voyeur.

“You’re going to need to go right upstairs when we get home. We can’t have Mary seeing you like that!”

Ethan looked down at the stain on his pants and laughed too.

Unfortunately, it was another couple weeks before Ethan and Kyra could get the time away to see Alex and Leanne again. The first weekend was filled with family birthday parties and other obligations. Several times that weekend Kyra wondered what the other couple was doing. Surely not attending a great aunt's birthday party. Alex and Leanne were probably dining at some expensive restaurant, then attending the symphony. Or maybe they were hosting another couple at their place and fucking the night away.

It all seemed so much more exciting than chasing kids around the backyard, but then her heart swelled while she watched her girls playing with their cousins, and Kyra felt guilty. She really did love her life. It was just so restrictive sometimes. Her life did not have to be one thing or the other, though. She knew she could have this life that she'd always dreamed about while she was a young girl and have the thrilling, illicit life she and Ethan were experimenting with.

Kyra felt awkward telling Ami that they were going to see Alex and Leanne again, but Ami was encouraging, insisting that she and Ethan would have a great time.

"Just remember that you have to be the one in control," Ami warned after Kyra described how she felt around Alex.

When the night of their dinner date rolled around, they relied on Melanie to babysit once again. Kyra felt guilty for leaning on her friend so heavily for babysitting, but as last time Melanie insisted she didn’t mind.

"After you told me about your night with Rob and Ami, my head was spinning," Melanie said. "I don’t think poor Phil knew what hit him that night."

"You didn't tell him, did you?"

"No, of course not. For all he knew, I was horny for no reason. I wish I was that adventurous, but I don't think we could handle that. Still, it's fun to think about having all kinds of different lovers. This Alex is really that exciting, eh?"

"Oh my God!” Kyra gushed. "There's just something about him. It's that whole power thing. He's just a man you don't say no to."

"It's a good thing you don’t want to say no then," Melanie laughed. "Come on, then, let's see the outfit."

Kyra wore high heeled, black calf-length booths and a black trench coat. She untied the belted waist and pulled open her coat to reveal a clingy black wrap dress with gray patterns laced with subtle sparkles. The clinging materiel and deep neckline really accentuated her breasts and the dress was so thin that in the right light one could make out the faint pattern of her lacy bra beneath it. When she moved right, the dress also flashed a nice amount of thigh. Kyra was pleased with the effect when she'd checked herself out in the mirror earlier. Her white-blonde hair was almost to her shoulders now, after months of letting it grow out, and she'd curled a wave into it.

"It's not too much is it?"

"You look hot, babe. I'm jealous."

"You're hot too, Mel."

"I could not wear that dress like that. Alex isn't going to be able to resist."

"That's the plan," Kyra smiled.

It was a short ride into the city, where they were meeting the other couple at some restaurant they'd never heard of, but the minivan's GPS guided them. They were both nervous and did not speak much, instead lost in their own thoughts. Although they hadn't really discussed it, Ethan knew that this could be the night they went all the way. God knew fucking Leanne was just about the only thing he thought about for the past week. That woman was like Aphrodite in the flesh. He wasn’t sure how he felt about a man like Alex fucking his wife, but he knew she wanted it. Alex was just the type of guy who made other men feel inadequate, and Ethan didn’t think he deserved to enjoy a woman like Kyra.

A valet attendant took their minivan away and they walked down a long, dimly lit hallway into one of the poshest restaurants they had ever seen. Looking around, Ethan wondered if the limit on their credit card was high enough. A stunning redhead in a clinging black dress greeted them.

"His honor is expecting you in one of our private dining rooms. Please follow me," the redhead said.

Ethan and Kyra were led through the restaurant and to a doorway at the back of the room. A narrow flight of steps led upward and the redhead opened a sliding red lacquered door, which opened onto a small, intimate room decorated in a red and black Asian theme. A low, black table under a bright spot light dominated the center of the room and was surrounded by large cushions. To one side, many cushions had been piled to form something of seating area, which was delineated by two folding, paper screens, creating a small alcove to each side, decorated with long panels of Asian art. Alex was reclined on those cushions like a Pashtun prince from days of old, while Leanne stood near him sipping a drink. Alex lightly caressed her calf. Soft music floated from invisible speakers.

"If there is anything else you need before dinner, please ring," the redhead said, showing Ethan and Kyra into the room and closing the door.

"Hello. We're so glad you could join us. I hope you like Asian fusion," Leanne said.

"This is some place. I don't think I've been to a place like this before," Ethan said, looking around the small room.

"When entertaining we prefer our privacy, and they are used to serving a more discriminating clientele here," Alex said. He rose from the cushions with all dignity intact, a feat Kyra did not think possible. He took a glass of wine from the table and handed it to Kyra, kissing her, and then shook Ethan's hand.

"I can understand that. I am sure you want to keep some things away from prying eyes," Kyra said.

"I'm so glad you understand. It's so nice to meet like-minded people," Leanne said, kissing Kyra's cheek before giving Ethan a more intimate kiss.

Ethan's cock throbbed the second she pressed herself against him and slipped her tongue into his mouth. She unbuttoned his suit jacket and put her arms around him inside of hit. She wore a short, red cheongsam that fell several inches above the knee and still had a high slit on the thigh, which flashed peeks at the top of her black, fishnet stockings. A golden dragon coiled on the impossibly tight red dress, showing off her curves. Red heels again made her taller than Ethan, and it was very different kissing someone taller. His arms went around her, but he purposely avoided resting them on her firm, heart-shaped ass.

Leanne looked so hot that
Kyra
wanted to have sex with her. Leanne's chestnut hair was pulled up and held in place by two chop sticks, keeping with the Asian theme. Kyra's confidence plummeted in the presence of the woman, something she hadn't experienced with Ami, who was also a beautiful woman. No wonder Alex liked watching Leanne, she thought, she was like sex personified. Kyra feared neither of the men would be paying attention to her tonight.

"Please come and join me, Kyra," Alex said, holding out his hand.

He led her to the cushions and helped her sit as gracefully as possible. She knew she flashed him her panties as she went down. He joined her down there, slipping his around her. Kyra found there was no dignified way to sit on those cushions in a dress, so she did not even try, letting the wrap dress all open to reveal nearly all of her creamy white thighs. Alex's eyes went from there to her cleavage and to her face and some of her confidence was restored.
I can do sexy
, she thought.

"You look quite beautiful tonight," Alex said, fingering the edge of her neckline down between her breasts and then up the other side. He touched her so casually, like she belonged to him and it gave her the chills just like their last meeting. He also played with her silky hair.

"Thank you, Alex. You're quite handsome too. You look good out of your suit."

He wore an expensive deep blue silk shirt and black trousers, not a casual look for most men.

"I enjoy the feeling of silk against my skin, among other things."

Ethan was glad when Leanne finally let him come up for air because he felt like he was going to pass out. As they kissed she'd undulated her body against his, making him painfully hard.

"You look like you could use a drink," she said, with a sly smile.

She turned and bent over to fetch a glass from the low table, giving him a perfect view of that sweet ass and his prick lurched in his pants. Past her, he saw his wife firmly in the arms of Alex, the judge's hand resting high on her thigh as they spoke in low, intimate tones. Kyra laughed and pressed her forehead against Alex's cheek and he felt a jealousy he hadn't felt seeing her with Rob.

"Here you go, darling," Leanne said, pressing the drink into Ethan's hand. "I think you'll enjoy dinner. We will be having nyotaimori. It's as much entertainment as it is a meal."

A few minutes later there was a light knock at the door and several young Asian men and women all dressed in black filed into the room, accompanied by one more beautiful young Asian woman wearing a long white silk kimono. The servers in black all carried trays, which they placed in the corners of the low table. A black silk pad was rolled out down the middle of the table and the girl shed her robe. Her pale porcelain skin was flawless and she glowed when she stepped into the light filtering down onto the table. Two of the waiters helped her down and she lay flat on the table with her arms down at her sides. She closed her eyes and she was so still, her breathing so shallow, she appeared to be in a trance.

Kyra watched the nude girl wide-eyed, wondering just what they were in for. She couldn't help thinking about the trip she and Ethan took to the massage parlor, but this girl was so much different from Sunny. She looked so young and innocent and peaceful lying there, like she was just taking a nap. Kyra wildly wondered if the men, maybe even Leanne, would have sex with the girl. She was jealous by the attention everyone paid the naked girl.

Ethan wondered what they had gotten into as well, but he was more fascinated than his wife. His eyes tracked across the Asian girl's perfect skin, over her small tits with their dark nipples, her flat tummy and her smooth, hairless mound. If Alex expected them to sexually partake of the girl would Kyra let him? He really wanted to fuck Leanne tonight if he was going to fuck anyone beside his wife.

The waiters uncovered platters of sushi and one of flowers. The female server laid three long, green leaves on the nude girl's body, one down her torso between her breasts, and then one of each of her thighs. The sushi was laid out in lines down those leaves. A beautiful pastel pink flower was laid over each breast and a bunch of similar flowers were laid over her sex. It was a breathtakingly beautiful presentation, Kyra had to admit.

"Dinner is served," one of the waiters said with a thick accent.

"Thank you, that will be all," Alex said.

The wait-staff filed out and closed the door.

  "The Japanese call this nyotaimori, which means 'female body presentation.'  Please, help yourselves," Alex said, gesturing toward the table.

"What does the girl do?” Kyra asked.

"She lies there. She is there to add beauty to our meal," Leanne said.

Leanne kissed Ethan and took his hand, pulling him down to sit beside the table, which seemed a nearly impossible task in her tight, short dress. She managed it, but not without showing her thighs above her fishnet stockings. Looking across the table, Ethan saw just how much of Kyra's own thighs were exposed and how high on them Alex's hand rested. There was a flare of jealousy, but then he concentrated on their human platter. Leanne poured four cups of sake and handed them around, followed by small plates. Kyra crawled over to the table, following Alex and joined him on the cushions beside the table, flashing her red panties in the process. Both she and Leanne were nearly naked below the waist and Ethan just did not know where to look.