1. True Stories: Rachel and a Co-Worker


    Date: 10/8/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: swingerjoe, Rating: 82, Source: xHamster

    “He knows,” Rachel said to me over the phone. “Who knows?” I asked. “And what does he know?” “David,” she replied. “He knows that we’re swingers.” “How is that possible?” “He said something to me about my black dress and our checkered curtains. He must have seen our photos online, and put two and two together.” One of the fears that couples have when they decide to become swingers is that other people will discover their dirty little secret. Of course, if you run into a familiar person at a swinger party or get “outed” by someone discovering your photos on a swinger’s website, that only means that you have outed them as well. Rachel had mentioned David to me before. When we first began swinging, and became more open and honest to each other about our desires, she mentioned that she had a crush on this guy from work. She described him as “ruggedly handsome.” The only other thing I knew about him was that he was from Puerto Rico and was bald. (Of course, Rachel would fall for another bald guy.) She assured me that she would never fool around with David because they were co-workers. It would be too awkward, she explained, to work side-by-side with a guy she was fucking. It could also potentially cause problems if word ever spread through their work group. There was little doubt in her mind that the attraction was mutual, and she enjoyed teasing and flirting with him, but that was where she drew the line. “He wants to meet me after work,” she continued, “to talk about it.” I ...
    hesitated for a moment. Was she about to break yet another one of her rules? “What did you tell him? I asked. “I said I would,” she said, “but it’s just to talk. I swear. I promise I will keep my pants on.” “Honey,” I responded, “you know that you can fool around with him if you want.” “I know,” she said, “but I told you, I can’t. We work together.” We wrapped up the conversation, and I went back to work without much of a thought as to what we had just discussed. If David really did know we were swingers, it wasn’t the end of the world. Then again, I didn’t have to work with the guy. If he told other co-workers about this, it could very well cause problems for Rachel. A long time passed – much longer than I anticipated – and I received another phone call from Rachel. “I’m heading home,” she said. “Okay,” I responded. “How did it go?” “Well…” she said, “…I kept my pants on.” The way she said the word “my” made my pulse instantly race. *** According to Rachel, David led her to his apartment, which was located within minutes of their workplace. They had both worked the early shift, and neither of them had eaten all day, so David ordered a pizza. While they waited, Rachel settled on his couch as David poured her a glass of wine. The question-and-answer session began. David wanted to know how long we had been swinging, and how and why we started. Rachel’s most pressing question was whether David could keep his mouth shut about it. He promised that he would. Between that assurance and ...
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