The club had a themed party last night. We were supposed to dress as super heroes. Jo and weren’t all that interested in doing the costume thing but we went anyway.

Mandy, the entertainment director, was dressed as Wonder Woman. Kim was dressed as Wonder Woman. And still another woman was dressed as Wonder Woman. There were some other costumes as well. One guy was Clark Kent and changed into Superman during the party. But none were duplicated or as well done as the Wonder Women.

I asked Kim about the previous party. I wondered if I was reading things right. She said that she was trying to get away from one of the guys at the bar but the other guy that she ended up playing with was nice and she enjoyed his company. I asked if she was interested in playing with me some time and she said that was a possibility. She had thought I was going to end up with Brenda that night and I told her about the hurt back and Brenda’s plans to go home early without putting her back at risk with energetic sex play.

Jo and I then sort of hung around in the snack and bar areas looking for some attractive couples. Wilma, the other entertainment director gave us a super hero trivia quiz and we used that a pretense to sit down next to a nice looking couple at a table to collaborate on answering the quiz. We talked extensively with them. They had been to Hedonism Resort and told us all about it. They had been to several sex clubs in Canada and told us about those. We talked about thinking about attending a lifestyle cruise and our recent “vanilla” cruise in the Bahamas. We ended up having dinner with them and continued the conversation. Once when both the women were away the guy told me that his wife had a much stronger sex drive than he did and that he had to limit her to just once every 48 hours when she would have preferred twice a day. I told him that twice a day would be Jo’s preference too but I couldn’t really sustain that frequency. I don’t have to ration her to once every 48 hours though. It occurred to me that even though neither woman wore a Wonder Woman costume they probably qualified in some way as wonder women. That makes five that I know of at the party.

After dinner Jo asked the woman of the couple we had dinner with if they would like to play with us and was told, “It’s kind of early, maybe later.” Which Jo interpreted to mean, “No.” We ended up going to the play area by ourselves. We spent some time in the mirror room having sex as others were near by doing the same. Then we moved to a private bunk we had never used before that had a good view of the “Red Room” group area. The six people there were having a good time and they invited us to play with them but we didn’t have a physical interest in any of them even though they were fun to watch as we played with each other. We saw the dinner couple in the play area a couple of times but only exchanged a pleasant hello with them. They didn’t invite us to join them or anything.

It was a pleasant evening even if we didn’t play with anyone else. But just going to the club without finding new playmates isn’t really worth spending so much time.

As I mentioned in my previous post Jo gave me a “hall pass” to go to the club while she went to her son’s concert. I have had far better times at the club. If I was a good enough writer I think it could made into a comedy skit without exaggerating the details much. It was as if the universe was conspiring against me.

First, the traffic was terrible. What should have been a 35 minute drive took an hour.

I knew that both Brenda and Kim would be there and planned to hang out with them and see if one of them were interested in playing with me. Brenda was standing in front of the fireplace when I got there which is typical. It’s frequently a little cold and it’s warmer by the fireplace plus you get to see people as they check in at the front desk for the party. I stood next to her and chatted for a while. She, and nearly everyone else, asked where Jo was. I explained the situation and then at an appropriate time I said, “I was hoping tonight would be my lucky night with you.” She said that she had hurt her back while helping to set up for the party and she was thinking she would go home right after supper. That was disappointing. We have sometimes done some pretty heavy kissing and had made it clear to each other we were interested in taking it further. But not this night I guess.

I continued to talk to her. I like talking, actually it probably is more listening, with her. She pointed out Kim at the bar with two guys chatting her up. Brenda pointed out that both of them were way below her own standard of who she was interested in playing with. Kim could do a lot better too if she wanted but seemed to find a much larger set of men acceptable to her.

We watched Kim and the interaction between her and the two guys. It didn’t seem that she was that interested in either of them and before long she came over to us and gave me a big kiss. That was the first time she had given me that strong of a signal. I was feeling pretty good about my chances with Kim. The three of us chatted until it was time for dinner.

At dinner Kim’s friend Brandi was next to me and Kim sat beyond her. Brenda was across the table from me. On the other side of Kim was one of the guys Kim had been talking to at the bar. He had her arm around her and he gave her a lot of attention. She wasn’t discouraging him but she didn’t seem to be returning much of the attention. Brandi and I talked a lot. She is smart and fun to talk to but her body type isn’t a good match for me and besides she informed everyone at the table she was being monogamous for now. She and her boyfriend got into the lifestyle because he was cheating on her and she insisted that either they both get to play outside the relationship or neither of them play outside the relationship. That worked for a while until they were both in bed with other playmates together. Afterward he spend an hour or more crying in her arms. So they decided to be monogamous .

After dinner there was some entertainment and people left our table bus their dishes and refresh their drinks and some went off to play. Kim’s was at another table with Brandi. and Brandi invited me to join them again. I did and gave my attention to Kim. I had my hand on her leg and was talking to her when “the guy” showed up again and not having a chair next to Kim stood behind her and started massaging her neck and shoulders. Brandi again started up an animated conversation with me. After a few minutes her animation got a little too vigorous and she swatted Kim’s tall glass full of soda into my lap. It was totally an accident and she was really apologetic. She even said that if she weren’t “being good” tonight she would offer to dry me off in a “creative way”. I didn’t get any such offer from Kim who also got a little bit splashed on her bare leg.

I concluded it was game over for now and went off to the dressing room to change into my robe and sit in the hot tub. I spent an hour or so in the hot tub talking to Brenda who apparently decide the hot tub was better therapy for her back than going home. Tammy showed up and talked for quite a while too. While sitting there I saw Kim enter the play area with “the guy” so I knew it was going to be a while before she would potentially available again.

After we were sufficiently wrinkled we left the hot tub. I went over to the entrance to the play area and talked to Brent for a while. He came and went a few times looking for something interesting to do. I waited for an hour or more for Kim to exit the play area hoping she would be interested in some more play time with me. Gretchen did stop by and give me a kiss and a hug before returning to her massage customers but other than that I was pretty much alone. It finally got late enough that I wouldn’t be able to get enough sleep before going to work in the morning if I didn’t leave.

I went back home and cuddled up with Jo. She asked who I was with and I told her my sad story. She was sympathetic and we talked for a while. She thought I should go again by myself but I insisted I wouldn’t be interested if she were available. I would only do it if she were busy with her son or some other family business that was a high priority. I used to go to the club alone nearly all the time and as a single guy I knew my odds were only about 50-50 and it wasn’t a big surprise that I didn’t “get lucky” this time. What was a surprise was the comedy of obstacles that appeared.

Last weekend I was going to be out of town visiting relatives while Jo stayed in town to take her son to band practice and a concert. Friday morning I suggested she attend the Saturday night party at the club. She wasn’t so sure about it at first but, as we were having sex, I told her I found the prospect of her going to the club and having sex with other men very exciting, as long as she told me all about it when we got back together. “Really?”, she asked. “Yes!”, I told her and our lovemaking increased in intensity to emphasis the point. Shortly thereafter she made reservations for the party.

On Saturday evening she sent me a picture of the clothes she was thinking of wearing with the message:

This, or that black dress? I’ve started to wonder if my trash-o-meter stopped working. It’s the fringed skirt. Thought I’d take the black dress along.

Then later while at the club she send two more messages:

Will probably be with Nick (of  Ellen and Nick).

Heading home. Was with Nick and had a nice time. I love you. Xoxoxo

When I returned home Monday evening we ate dinner and then quickly prepared for bed. We cuddled up together and reveled in the cuddling and touching each other again after three nights apart. I then asked, “Are you going to tell me about the party?” Jo replied, “The whole party or just the playtime part?” I told her the playtime part first then we could discuss the rest of the party later.

She told me that after dinner Nick asked if she really wanted to watch the entertainment or just head off to the play area early. They opted for the early playtime. She then told me, in detail, how Nick undressed her in the locker room, the bed they used (in “The Perch”), the kissing, the oral sex, the putting on the condom, him entering her, and the various positions they used. As expected we got very excited and we had sex together.

She then told me more about the party. Who she talked to before dinner, what they talked about, the men who flirted with her, and who were at the dinner table with her and Nick. When she went to the locker room to get dressed and return home she found Sam and Joan there. Sam asked, “Where is Bob?” and Jo told her that she was there as a single that night. Sam gave her a high five and said, “Hall Pass!”

I then asked if we were going to the club again on Wednesday so I could see her have sex with someone else. She reminded me there was another concert for her son but I should go by myself. I questioned her quite a bit about this to make sure she really was okay with it. In the end she summarized with, “I didn’t feel any different about you when I went by myself so I don’t see why you should feel any different about me if you go by yourself.” So I’ll be going to the club by myself tomorrow.

As Jo experienced and explained to me going by yourself simplifies some things because you don’t have to worry about your partner finding someone and having a good time too. If Brenda is there (she RSVP’d for the party) without her husband or playmate then I can play with her without worrying that Jo doesn’t have someone to play with or that Brenda’s husband, Keith, is there and Jo isn’t really interested in playing with him. As we talked about the club and the interpersonal dynamics of going alone versus as a couple we became aroused again and again had sex.

Before we went to sleep I asked, “So you had a good time and would consider going alone again if I can’t go?” Her reply was the best I could imagine, “Yes, I had a great time. I don’t know if I could ever top that experience.”