Young/Old — Swingers — Erotic Fiction

A Swinger Couple Rediscovers Lost Passions

I watched Libby’s body convulse and twitch with pleasure beneath my husband. It wasn’t just about reliving our glory days, it was rediscovering ourselves and our passions.

Libby stood behind the bar, scanning the dimly lit room with her eyes as she mixed drinks with a practiced flair.

Her red hair was tied back in a messy bun, a few strands escaping to frame her round, slightly freckled face. Her cheeks glowed from the heat in the bar, and her thin lips curled, forced into a welcoming smile.

She wasn’t the type to turn heads, but there was something undeniably inviting about how her dark eyes crinkled at the corners when she laughed.

My husband, Jeff, couldn’t keep his eyes off Libby as she juggled bottles, poured drinks, and served food to the patrons at the popular sports bar.

I knew my husband was captivated by Libby’s unassuming charm. The subtle glances, the way his voice softened when he thanked her. It didn’t bother me, though.

Jeff and I had been swingers for nearly a decade. We explored the lifestyle together, from the glamorous house…