Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Swap at the Butterfly Club
"OK Tam, let me get this strait, Butterfly Club is a bar where middle aged women go to meet boys for sex?" "Tiffany, it isn't k**dy porn, they have to be twenty-one to get into the place. Other than that, yes you have it right, its fun and with no commitments, except for safe sex." When I saw the wispy smile cross Tiffany's face, I knew I had convinced her, I told her I would pick her up at ten. I didn't mention that I needed her to be my wingman but I would find out soon enough. As for Tom, he was hoping that Johnny wouldn't back out, he had promised to take him to this new club where he was guaranteed to score and after Mellisa had dumped him his confidence needed this. When Johnny picked him up, he could tell right away how nervous Tom was and he just hoped he didn't blow this sure thing. They got to the club early and Johnny thought a couple of drinks would calm Tom down before the girls arrived. Tom was surprised of the decor and the soft lighting. Instead of loud music, blasting there was a jukebox playing ballads softly in the corner. They went to the back and sat in a booth, large and overstuffed, it looked as if it came from an old Frank Sinatra movie. They sat down and the first thing Tom laid his eyes on was a bowl of condoms sitting on the table. When the server came to their booth, Tom ordered a beer but Johnny changed his order to scotch. Johnny had already talked to me and I said I had a hot chick for his friend. He just hoped my s****r put out as easy as I did, as his friend needed to get laid. When he looked up to see us two women walking toward them, he let out a sigh of relief, and he nudged Tom and pointed to us. "That blonde is your date tonight, now don't blow this if Tiffany is anything like her s****r she will rock your world." Everyone was introduced, drinks ordered and the guys let us girls sit together in the middle. We received our drinks and small talk was made although it was mainly Johnny and I keeping the conversation going. Finally, I grabbed Johnny's hand and told him we needed to dance. "I don't know whose more nervous, your friend, or my s****r, do you think they'll ever warm up?" "I was kind of hopping your s****r would take the initiative, Tom is so sad since the breakup, he just doesn't know what to say." "Tiffany is a bit unsure of herself too, I've got an idea, why don't you and I switch, you take Tiffany, and I handle the shy one." "You mean you wouldn't mind if I banged your hot s****r?" "Honey I wouldn't care if you banged her hot daughter, remember, this is just about sex." In reality, this is what I wanted anyway; ever since my divorce I had been on a quest to safely sl**p with as many different men as I could. It was just I had married young and after twenty years my husband had run off with some slut at work leaving me home and alone. Back to our booth, I slipped in next to Tom and Johnny next to Tiffany. Tiffany looked to me, I merely said we were switching partners for a while. I wasted no time as I put her hand high on Tom's thigh, I whispered in his ear, "Tom, are you really shy or are you just toying with me?" Tom's mouth went so dry he couldn't answer so he just shook his head. This only encouraged me to be bolder and I ran my hand even higher up his leg to take a firm hold of his erection. I made the old joke about the banana in his pocket getting him finally to speak as he told me no he was Just happy to see me. Tiffany watched me, as I was mauling the boy, thinking there was no way she could be that forward. Johnny took her hand, "Don't let Tammy bother you, it's just my friend is kind of shy. Don't worry he's loving all this attention." He put his arm around Tiffany drawing himself closer, than as he kissed her cheek he asked if she was shy. To Tiffany as odd as it all was, it still felt so good to have a man pursue her and she felt tingles down her spine. Yet when Johnny and Tiffany talked about getting one of the Palace's pleasure rooms, she felt her moral code blocking her. She watched the boy following me and she thought it looked cute but she didn't feel right about her doing it. "It's OK Tiffany I won't push you past where you feel comfortable. This is your chance, but only if it's something you want." For some reason she believed him and with a nod of her head she then followed Johnny to the lobby desk. The Butterfly Club was not a hotel, per say. You could rent a room for the night if you so desired but most rooms were rented for a quick tryst and then the couples returning back to husbands or just maybe home. Still to Tiffany this was an embarrassing ordeal and she hung her head in shame as the desk clerk checked them in and gave them a key. The room was Spartan but clean with a bathroom the same way. They sat on the couch, "I'm sorry Johnny I know you came to the club for action and here you end up with me." "No its OK we can go as slow as you wish, I like the company so I'm in no hurry." He sat next to her and he noticed she was now a little more relaxed. Meanwhile while my date and I were going at it hot and heavy, Tom was worrying more about premature ejaculation than anything else. However I new just what to do about that little problem and I put my hands down his pants. "Come on baby; let's make you cum first, just to take the pressure off. Don't worry I'll make you hard again real fast." Tom couldn't believe how good my hand felt wrapped around his dick as I unfastened his pants with my free hand. Soon he was sticking out and when I talked about his magnificent manhood, he shot across the room. I instructed him to watch me undress and as I casually put a foot up on the couch, he couldn't help but glance up her skirt as I unfastened my shoes. He knew I would soon be naked but that glance up my skirt to see my panties already had his cock twitching. I noticed this but continued the tease as I put my other foot up. Now with both shoes off, I stood and turned to face Tom, I slowly pulled my skirt up to where my stocking tops were exposed. "What do you think baby is it OK to leave my stockings on or do you want me completely naked? You want them off, well then will you give me hand with these pesky garter hooks?" I put my foot between his legs then leaned forward to allow the fumbling boy access to my thigh. I watched his eyes glaze over as she lifted her foot to rub his new erection. I enjoyed this and always thought of it as a conquest the way I could get a reaction from a man so young. I had him help me to undress and by the time I started on him, he was throbbing and ready for action. I pushed him down on the couch and once I had a condom on him I straddled him, and when I then sat he entered me easily. I held his shoulders and stared into his eyes as I used my trained muscles to milk him and hold him tight. I then took his head and put him on my breast, as they were so sensitive to me. I rode him hard and he pumped with equal vigor. Soon I could feel that tingle and I knew I was close. I told him I wanted him to cum and he told me he was ready so I held on until I could feel him pulse inside me. My release was almost violent as I shuddered in orgasm. I didn't know what it was about cumming with a new man but it gives me the finest orgasms no matter how mundane the lover was. Johnny and Tiffany were just now starting to make out. Tiffany felt like a schoolgirl on a Friday night date, both excited and worried about going too far. Still Johnny was a complete gentleman never going too fast sensing her speed and she began to relax. He began to kiss her neck just below the ear, this had always been an erotic spot to her and only now did she realize how long it had been left out of her lovemaking. Soon she was breathing heavy and when he put a finger to her breast to caress her nipple, She heard herself sigh. From there it didn't take long to have her blouse open and Johnny's lips upon her breasts. She found herself beyond excitement now and wished he would hurry, as she needed more. In a move she didn't know she was capable of she reached down to grasp his turgid member yet it was her who moaned again as it pulsed in her hand. There was no stopping her now and as Johnny sensed this, he began to undress her. Naked and on the day bed she spread her legs in anticipation. She kept wishing he would hurry and yet he seemed to have stopped and was now fiddling with a packet. When he turned back around, she saw he had been putting on a condom. She started to say that she was safe and could no longer get pregnant but then realized safe sex no longer just meant birth control. Her lover was a master of the female form and took her to heights she never achieved. She lost count of her orgasms as each one exceeded the last in intensity. Just when she thought, she might pass out from the release of all the pent up feelings and emotions he came with a grunt and then collapsed on top of her. She wrapped her arms around him as he laid on top of her his head on her breast. She wondered what he would do next, get up, and leave without a word, or maybe get a drink and start all over again. She hoped it was the later for he had awakened feelings long dormant. Yet what he did was the strangest, most unbelievable, the one she didn't imagine. "Tiffany, I know this is supposed to be just a hookup for sex but I find I really like you and I would like to see you again." "But I thought you and Tammy were..." "Tammy is only looking for notches on her belt, and honestly I was too but now it all just seems so shallow and I would like to try out a relationship." "What if we do it just like we did sex, slowly one step at a time, what if you came to my house for dinner?" It's funny how some things change over time. Johnny and Tiffany are now dating and neither has been back to the Butterfly Club. They don't even seem to notice the age difference between them. Tom has become a regular and although he and I see each other there, other than a drink and small talk we don't get together. Tom will forever be grateful to me as I took him in and showed him the ways of the world. Only I am still the same, still looking, not for that special one, oh no I am just looking for that next one and the one after that, and the one after that, and the one.....
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