For the longest time our friends Dan and Krystal have been asking my wife and I to sign up for Ballroom Dancing classes with them. Not only did I think it was going to be totally lame, they scheduled it right in the middle of football games so I had no clue why the hell Dan kept saying he loved it so much.
Krystal and my wife went to college together back in the day and they’re sorority sisters from ten years ago. My wife Britney still looks damn good in a blonde CFNM tennis player kind of way, but Krystal – she never became a mom so her tits look terrific and it probably doesn’t hurt that her husband Dan is a noted cosmetic surgeon.
Anyhow, I kept stalling and saying we would think about it, until finally their classes were done and they were having a recital to show off what they learned. The recital was on a Thursday night so I figured this would be my easy way out to go see what they were raving about and then politely say it’s just not for me.
Britney and I got there two hours early like Dan had asked. I didn’t know why we needed to be there so early since they had assigned seats and all, but I figured I wanted to give them every reason to think I was taking this stuff seriously so they wouldn’t bust my balls later when I said we weren’t signing up for any classes.
We walk in the side door entrance and I can hear cha-cha music coming from down the hall, along with all the sounds of people moving around while dancing and practicing their moves. As we turn the corner at the end of the hall to walk into the ballroom, my eyes almost popped right out of my head. Those sounds weren’t from dancing, it was a room full of people CFNM fucking!
My wife gasped out loud and just as she was about to turn away to leave she hears Krystal holler “Hiya Britney!!” That’s when we both looked over and saw Krystal in her red stiletto heeled dancing shoes, flowing scarlet dress and her hair all done up – bent over while Dan was fucking her in front of a mirror CFNM style while some other girl was telling her to keep her back straight?! I guess she was the dance instructor?
I nudged my wife forward and we walked right up to them. Krystal’s tits were jiggling as one bounced out the top of her dress and Dan quickly clutched it tight in his hand to hold on so he could fuck her deeper. They hardly skipped a single thrust while we stood there….
“Point blank, my wife has been telling me all your college stories Britney so I know what a slut you have always been – even if your own husband has no idea. And Tom, it’s painfully obvious that you’ve wanted to shove your cock in my wife Krystal for as long as we have known each other. The ballroom dancing thing is just one of the ways we meet new swingers. If you think football is more fun than fucking half the women in this room…” He didn’t finish his sentence. He didn’t have to either.
We signed up for Ballroom Dancing CFNM lessons, Nature Hikes and pretty much anything else Dan asked us to do. He knew every Clothed Female Naked Male Swinger hangout in our home town, and once Britney got to admit what a whore she is, our sex lives became better than anyone else I’ve ever met – which is saying a lot considering how many people we have met to fuck in the last few years! Moral of the story is never turn down an invitation to go ballroom dancing. It could be the open marriage pass you’ve been hoping to find forever!