Is the intimate rule. No intercourse, or oral with anyone that you're simply not interested in being with according to the colors you're wearing. Ever...yone here respects and honors that. But again, regardless of anyone's sexual orientation, fondling, a bit of groping and caressing, that sort of thing is perfectly acceptable and clearly defined in the terms of the evening's event." And besides, once the 'ball' actually starts, and with everyone out there on the crowded dance floor, you'll find. I decide to tilt my head over your shoulder and the other hand to pull your hair down so that we can kiss, get wrapped up. Your body lets go to my wandering hand, parading between your thighs. That's when you turn around, and our tongues intermingle ... my hands come to rest on your face. I then feel yours slip on my tail. You press my cock and then feel a return. Delicately, you lower my fly, pull my tail out to stroke it in the air. Your soft, warm hands begin to come and go, sliding my skin. With the money we'd both be able to retire and do all that traveling we'd been planning for so long. With no c***dren of our own it was just the two of us and we intended to enjoy our 'later years' on-the-road. I felt bad that I was neglecting Alice those weeks and a night didn't go by that we didn't talk to each other on the phone and, to me at least, all seemed well. * * * * * * * * * * * * Alice was lying in bed after her nightly call. Now I had a week to prepare for hers. Its now the next Saturday night and we are leaving for our big night out. All she wanted to do was hook up with a couple other couples at the local swingers club for a good time. She really loves that place and always has a great time when we go. After an hour or so sitting at the bar and talking to new people, we decided to head upstairs. We undressed and wrapped ourselves in our towels and headed for the second floor. There were already many couples up.