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Key Party: His Story

Date: 5/9/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: thatguy625, Rating: 27, Source: LushStories

spot next to one of the guys and waited to hear what game we were playing. Christina was holding the bowl of keys and began shaking them up. “Okay, everyone. You know the rules but we have some first-timers tonight so I’ll go over them again. It’s very simple: One of the ladies will reach into the bowl and pull out a set of car keys. Whoever owns those keys will be her partner for the night. Once everyone has picked, the timer will start and you will have two hours to do what we all came here to do. When the timer goes off, you come back here, get your spouse, and head home. Got it?” My head was spinning and I felt butterflies in my stomach. What the fuck was going on? Is this a swingers party? A key party?! Did Miri know about this?! I shot a look across the room to my wife and she met my gave with a knowing smile and a wink. She mouthed “be cool” to me. She knew exactly what was going on. The next few minutes were a haze of confusion. Keys were being picked and newly formed couples were disappearing. Suddenly, I heard my wife’s name called and I snapped out of it. “Okay, Miranda, you’re up!” Christina squeaked. She reached in and pulled out a pair of keys that I was silently hoping would be mine. They weren’t. “Who drives the BMW?!” She asked, too excitedly. A man stood up, claiming his keys - or claiming my wife would be more accurate. For whatever reason, I was slightly relieved at the sight of him. He was shorter than me - probably 5’10” or so - and had a hint of a ... belly that suggested he wasn't in as good of shape as me either. Some of the other guys in attendance would have made me a bit worried she would enjoy it too much - tall, handsome guys who looked like they probably split time between managing hedge funds and doing cross fit - you know the type. As I watched in disbelief, my wife blew my a kiss and disappeared with this stranger. “Jeep? Hello? Which one of you drives the Jeep?” a stunning woman with dirty blonde hair was saying to me and the other two guys left in the room. “Oh… shit, sorry. That’s me!” I said. She walked over and grabbed me by the hand, pulling me from my seat and leading me out of the room. “I’m Regina,” she told me. “Marc,” I said, shaking her hand. “So excuse my ignorance. How does this work?” I asked. “Oh you’re one of the newbies?!” She asked. Her voice was high, almost shrill. She reminded me of a high school cheerleader that never really grew out of that personality, even after 15 years. Who was I to complain, though? She had the looks to go along with it - about 5’6”, slim with high, perky tits. And that hair. She had that dirty blond hair down to the middle of her back with a slight curl. It was incredibly attractive. She bluntly continued, “So the timer is going to start in a minute or two. You’ll know because the whole house will fill with classical music. Then, we… you know… tear each other’s clothes off and fuck each other until the music stops.” Holy shit. This was happening. She was oblivious to my ...