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Swinging Games: Anticipation by Adriana Kraft

Swinging Games: Anticipation
Swinging Games Series, Book 1
by Adriana Kraft

eXtasy Books

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To spice up their relationship, Brett and Jennifer have just entered the swinging world – will their next encounter live up to their fantasies?

Note: This title has no chapters. Please enjoy the first scene.

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Scene One

Insatiable69 still hasn’t responded.” Brett Andrews leaned back in his swivel chair and scowled at the computer screen.
“It’s been over forty-eight hours.” Jennifer Andrews placed a comforting hand on her husband’s shoulder. “Do you think they’re fading away like the last couple did?”
Brett shrugged. “Sure wish people would be a little more forthcoming, a little more gracious. If they don’t want to fuck us they could at least say so.”
“I thought Rick and Pam sounded like the real thing.” Jennifer hesitated. “Maybe they’re away for a few days. I thought Pam’s last email sounded genuine, even eager. Pull it up again— maybe we missed something.”
“Maybe we rushed them,” Brett grumbled, bringing up old email on the swing web site. “There it is.”
Jennifer leaned over and read aloud. “Hi guys, Pam here. No, you two aren’t too old for us. Age is only a number. We like what we see in your pics and your profile and have enjoyed our flirty exchanges. We’re both looking forward to meeting you. What I’m really looking forward to is dipping between Jen’s legs and helping her appreciate her newfound awareness of being bi. Not that I won’t also enjoy you, Brett. Gotta run. Let us know when you guys might like to meet. We’ll work something out.”
“Cripes,” Jennifer moaned, brushing the back of her hand across the crotch of her jeans. “Nothing ambivalent there.”
Brett turned and blew her a kiss. “She’s as hot as her pics. At least she wants you. So why aren’t they getting back to us?”
“We gave them three possible dates, right? And she said she wants you, too.”
“And then there’s Rick,” Brett pointed out, bringing up another email. “He hasn’t been shy about being clear they’re into full swap.”
Jennifer bit her lower lip. She and Brett were still new to the roller coaster world of swinging. They’d found the courage to try their wings and so far had engaged in soft swap with three couples. She knew Brett was frustrated some with only sharing oral sex with another woman and then finishing with his wife. And she’d been more than a little frustrated by such expectations too. She’d had her share of men before they married, but she still hadn’t had another man penetrate her since then—nearly thirty years ago.
Jen frowned at the computer screen. Of course from their perspective, they were still remaining faithful, as long as they only played with other partners together. So far, being sexual with others didn’t threaten their relationship. If anything it seemed to breathe new life into their sex life even when no other couple was with them. Plus it gave them a nonthreatening way to explore her bisexuality. Jen had no desire to go out and find a woman to be with unless Brett was present. She thrilled to how turned on Brett got. Maybe she even had a little touch of exhibitionism—she loved knowing he was watching when she went down on a playmate.
It had also surprised her that she’d felt no twinges of jealousy when another woman pleasured Brett orally, or even when the woman squealed her pleasure as Brett explored her thoroughly with his hands and his exquisite tongue. She knew exactly what the woman was experiencing. Brett was a sensitive, skilled lover. She’d had no clue how much pride she’d feel sharing her husband with other women. She chuckled and squeezed Brett’s shoulder. He was her man, and she didn’t mind loaning him out now and then—as long as she could share in the fun too.
Swinging fulfilled more needs and desires than she’d ever known they possessed. But there was this damn almost inevitable frustration with initial hookups.
Her fingers curled into Brett’s shoulder. They still had that next bridge to cross: full swap. That did make her a little nervous—not so much about being with another man, but because she’d never seen another female actually fucking Brett. Jennifer didn’t fail to notice the moisture forming in her panties. She shook her head at the computer screen.
“It’s getting late,” she whispered, nuzzling the back of Brett’s neck. “We can check again in the morning. They did contact us first. I’m sure they’ll get back to us.”
“Right. Like the last three couples who were going to get back to us. There must be some black hole out there where swinging prospects go to disappear and hide.”
Giggling, Jennifer said, “Or get swallowed. Speaking of swallowing, Brett, let’s go to bed. We can go over more profiles over the next few days and see who else we might want to contact.”
Brett hit the refresh button one more time. “Wait! They’re online.”
“Damn.” Jennifer stared at the friends-online column. Sure enough, Insatiable69 was blinking online. She caught her breath. She’d almost rather not know they were there. That only made the waiting more difficult. Would they respond tonight? Or would they wait another day or two? Why would they wait? Why couldn’t they just say what they wanted? “We could IM them.”
“No.” Brett was emphatic.
She sidled up beside his chair and Brett looped an arm around her waist. He looked up and winked at her. “Nerve wracking, huh?”
She nodded.
“If they don’t want to get together with us, they’ll never know what they missed.” His fingers curved over the rise of her butt. “Pam may be hot, but so are you.”
“She’s fifteen years younger than me,” Jennifer huffed. “She’s got a younger, tighter body.”
“I wouldn’t call forty-eight ancient. Pam will be delighted to have your body at forty-eight.” Brett paused to glance back at the screen. “And you work out almost every day.” He squeezed her butt. “Tight enough for me. And I’ll bet tight enough for Pam and Rick if they’ll ever get off the dime. Besides, I’m the old man of the group.”
Jennifer leaned over and brushed a hand over his crotch knowing she’d find him hard. “No complaints about him at fifty-five. And I don’t expect any at sixty-five or seventy-five either.”
“You are a woman of vast hope.” Brett grimaced. “About the only good thing about getting older are the senior discounts.”
“And playing the distinguished gentleman to younger women,” she teased. “Don’t you know being with the older, distinguished gentleman is a fantasy of many young women? Sort of like the co-ed dreaming about her English professor.”
Brett laughed and arched an eyebrow at her. “So if older lusting women are cougars, what’s an older lusting man?”
Jennifer planted a kiss on her husband’s forehead and then pecked at his nose. “Don’t know what other women think, but you’ve always been my lion. Big heart and lots of courage. And it takes plenty of both for us to embrace this swinging adventure.”
He shrugged and stared absently at the computer screen. “Guess you’re right. Also plenty of patience and thick skin.”
“Especially thick skin,” she mumbled. “Oh my,” she gasped seeing the little bird icon come to life in the upper left-hand corner of the screen. It began to flap its wings and now carried a letter in its mouth. “Is it them?”
“We’ll soon find out.” Brett hit a button. “It’s them.”
“Well, open it. Don’t just sit there.” She clutched his left hand as he punched open mail with his right.
She scanned hurriedly. “Yes!!” She squeezed Brett’s fingers and he heaved a sigh. “I told you they had a reason for being slow. Read it to me please.”
Brett cleared his throat. Hi Jennifer and Brett, Pam and Rick here, so sorry for being slow in getting back to you. Our youngest fell out of a tree and broke his arm. He wasn’t quite the monkey he thought he was. Anyway that crisis is under control now and he has about as many names and drawings on his cast as can possibly fit.
So back to us. Yes, we’d love to meet you for dinner and see where that might lead, as if we all don’t know. Feb. 22nd works fine for us. My sister will come over and sit with kids. We help each other out that way. No secrets between sisters! No, I’m not that kinky. We share secrets. We don’t play together.
Rick and I know a hotel between you and Indianapolis that we can vouch for. Nice suites with Jacuzzis and king-sized beds. If that works for you, it certainly works for us. Let us know and we’ll make the reservations just in case. If dinner is a bust, we can cancel and leave without incurring hotel charges, though we highly doubt any of us will be going anywhere after dinner other than directly to the suite for some adult games!
I’m smacking my lips as I write thinking of Jen. Hubby is hovering over me breathing pretty hard. Don’t have any doubts about what’s on his mind! And oh, Brett, in case you’re wondering, I’m an equal opportunity player. Any orifice is available for your exploration—though it may take more than one meeting to get around to everything. Now wouldn’t that be a nice problem to solve! Enough for now. Let us know about the hotel. We have you on our calendar. Now we’re going to go to bed and imagine how the two of you will feel snuggled between us. Sweet dreams. Pam and Rick
“Son of a bitch!” Brett pushed back from the computer.
“Were on!” Jennifer leaned down to peck at her husband’s cheek. “Are you ready for this?”
Brett let out a breath and blinked at the computer. “She’s talking about more than full swap.”
“I’d say her ass isn’t off limits.” Jennifer flicked her tongue out across the corner of Brett’s mouth. “Have you ever had a woman’s ass other than mine?”
“No.”
“Sounds like Pam will oblige.” She chuckled at Brett’s wide eyes. “Hey, if I’m ever going to experience my DP fantasy we’re going to have to get used to talking about anal play with another couple.”
“Suppose you’re right.” Brett started shutting down the computer.
“Hey, aren’t we going to let them know the hotel suite sounds ideal?”
He shook his head. His eyes twinkled when he stood. He bent down and kissed her soundly.
Jen yielded. She’d never grow tired of the way his lips curved over hers.
Breaking their kiss, Brett said, “Don’t want them to think we’re just sitting here on pins and needles waiting to hear from them.” He kissed the top of her head. “I thought Pam had a super idea. Why don’t we go to bed and imagine what it will be like snuggling with them?”
“That’s a wonderful plan,” Jen muttered, kissing his chin while dragging his hand to her crotch.
“Jesus, your jeans are wet.”
“That’s right,” she chuckled. “My panties are soaked. Hurry, let’s go play.”
“We haven’t even met Insatiable69—yet just thinking about them makes us so hot we can hardly keep our hands off of each other.”
“Welcome to swinging,” Jennifer chortled, leading Brett by the hand, hurrying toward their bedroom. “Isn’t this fun?”

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One Response to Swinging Games: Anticipation by Adriana Kraft

  1. Adriana says:

    Great review of this book at San Diego Erotica Books Examiner:

    http://bit.ly/ZuBGt

    “This is a sexual tale of a woman named Jennifer, who discovers after many years of marriage that she is bisexual. Her husband Brett, is more than happy to indulge her by getting into the swing of things…This story is hot … imagination takes on a life of its own. Don’t let this one pass you by.”