The way it should be

In my line of work travel had become a necessity and I spent more time out of the country than in it, this of course impacted on my love life and my heart couldn't take much more of the loneliness.

I wanted some of the passion and excitement that came with a first date back in my life, the chance to meet beautiful people again in comfortable surroundings.

The concept of swinging was something whispered about down dark alleys and behind closed doors, it had a certain taboo to the British public, but on the streets of Europe it had started to become accepted. No longer was it something that happened with curtains firmly closed in the front rooms of private houses. Clubs had started to open, but not sleazy and dingy, these were bright and comfortable, often with saunas, steam rooms and Jacuzzis.

So grasping the bull by the horns and the internet by the optical mouse, I searched the UK sites for somewhere to dip my toes in. After clearing my way through the porn sites I found my way to the swinger’s club sites and what an eye opener they were. They catered for many desires of the Heart from relaxing in a bar "Au Natural" to some that I hadn't even considered, the decor and surroundings seemed quite beautiful so it was all I could do not to dash out the door to my nearest establishment.

When the day finally arrived for my first visit my heart was in my mouth, walking up to the entrance was like walking up to the door ofmy first date, pushing the door open tooka lot ofnerve and I'm sure I would have bolted had there not been a couple behind me.

I was greeted at reception where I paid my joining fee, and was given a brief description of the club layout, the receptionist offered to show me around but the couple who had entered volunteered their services. They led me into the main bar where other like minded couples were sat enjoying a drink in surroundings that were as Beautiful as any Mediterranean bar. My guides wife excused herself saying she needed to get comfortable and she disappeared up to the changing rooms, only to return in a stunning stocking, suspender set and not much else. After a drink and a chat where I was introduced an exceedingly friendly group of people, my guide led me round the club, to the various rooms designed for various fantasies. They invited me to join them in one room for my First date as a swinger. Needless to say I shall be going back.