And so it is ...

... that I haven't been around for a while. Still feeling under the weather but just about holding up.

In non-sick related news, went to my first Killing Kittens party yesterday. Daniel and I booked ourselves a suite at a nearby hotel and checked in fairly early in the day so we could get some shopping done for the party (which was to have an "Eyes Wide Shut" theme). We promptly headed over to Angels fancy dress store on Shaftesbury Avenue (they do a generous selection of Venetian masks). On arriving at the store, a queue of about 50 people too long snaked its way across the corner (mostly made up of the Halloween crowd). I left Daniel to sort out the masks whilst I indulged in some retail therapy. Stumped for what to wear, I popped into a shop on Regent Street and bought a suitable smart (but not TOO smart) black V-neck tulip dress with pockets (handy for carrying some extra condoms lol) without trying it on, figuring I could do that at the hotel. The only problem once I did? It was about 5 inches too long! Cue calling the concierge to send up a sewing kit and spending the next half hour studiously taking it up.

So, with our masks on, we grabbed a cab to the party, arriving at 10:30 pm. A fabulous venue near Great Portland Street, risque outfits and lots (I repeat, lots!) of champagne fuelled what should have been a hedonistic night of fun. Pity it turned out to be a bit of a damp squib. I have now come to realise that beautiful girls does not a party make!

Did Daniel and I get to participate in any off-the-wall behaviour? Stupid question, really lol. We got to try out the large bed in one of the rooms, got to try out a few women, had some random lady all over me like a rash (despite her constantly claiming she was "shy") and her potential late night shag inviting us back to his place (God knows where). Suffice to say, we declined, got dressed and headed back to our hotel suite for more satisfying fun in 2 hours than could be found in 5 hours back at the party.

So much effort for so little result. Shame, really, especially seeing as Jon and Lisa (a couple we met and played with at a previous Fever Open House party) invited us to a private swingers party at a (supposedly) posh country house in Essex to be held on the same night. Ah well, better luck next time. Funnily enough, there's a Fever party next Saturday somewhere in the Docklands which we've also got tickets to. That'll be our first proper Fever party, as opposed to the Open House parties which, on the whole, are more socially (as opposed to sexually) inclined. I'm not going to hold my breath - then again, a bit of optimism never hurt anybody.

I shall keep you posted! x

Tired

So the same old Fever thing went down last night. Saw a few people we knew, met some new ones. Played around a bit, but didn't end up going back with anyone. What I can say definitively is that I think I have officially had my fill of Fever.

[Though, knowing me, I'm liable to change my mind at the gentlest persuasion ... ]

Off to Fever ...

About to leave the house in the next few minutes avec Daniel for the Fever Open House. Not sure I'm looking forward to it that much - it'll probably be the same old faces (old being the operative word!) lol. Had a few couples recognise me at the last one from my profile on AdultFriendFinder (tres scary!). I remember one of the couples didn't approach me that night but sent me a message on AFF the following day, asking if I'd seen them and if I'd like to meet up. I have to say, to save their feelings, I pretended I'd been so drunk that I hadn't seen or recognised them - which. as you might have already guessed, was a complete and utter lie! I HAD seen them and, unfortunately, there was no way I was going anywhere near the female of that couple, no matter how much of a "novice" she was. I don't do pity cases!

Ok, being bitchy again lol. I should stop and leave now. Will let you know how it goes upon our return ...

It's that time of the year again ...

Fever is having yet another Open House on the 7th of September, same time and same place as the last one. Yet again, I'm in two minds about going. Then again, Daniel will be around for this one. Then again, I don't want to get pawed by Jon whilst Lisa looks on fuming. Then again, I could just tell him to fuck off. Then again .....

Ah, fuck it. I'm not going!

Fever Friday et al

So how'd the party go? Not too bad, actually. Met a good number of people, four of whom happened to recognise me from my AdultFriendFinder profile (scary!). Yes, Jon and Lisa were there. Was good to see them again, but Jon's got to learn not to be so pushy. He kept trying to keep hold of me all evening, which was rather annoying at the very least, especially when Lisa had already made it clear she was not in the mood to "play". Poor thing. I think they ended the night on a really bad argument because the last I saw of them, Lisa was storming back to their hotel with Jon several feet behind her looking very sheepish. Men - when will you all learn?!

No, I didn't end up going back with anyone but I did get some numbers and had a quick fumble here and there. Not sure if I'll be going to the next Fever event - to be fair, the average age of the people there seems to be edging closer and closer to the late thirties/early forties. Yes, I'm ageist. Deal with it!

Saturday night wasn't so good at first. Daniel was still away till Monday, the house was so empty and quiet and I was bouncing off the walls. Tried to convince Mark (see below) to meet up, but he was having none of it. I settled myself on the couch, resigning myself to a night in, but got a call from a friend, James*, and met up with him and his friends at Edgware Road. We all went back to his in Maida Vale to continue partying the night away. Totally convinced myself I wasn't going to end up in bed with him again. Fat chance! I ended up in bed with him and two of his male friends. Blame the Red Bull and Coke (both kinds!) Had a good time, but a hell of a comedown on Sunday morning. Didn't get home till 10 a.m., at which point I had a shower, changed my clothes and popped out of the house again to see some family. Luckily, they either didn't notice or didn't comment on the bloodshot eyes and incoherent ramblings.

Ended up at Mark's later that day and didn't leave till about 2 a.m. Monday morning. Had a great time again, but very odd frisson in the air. Can't explain it, but suffice to say I don't think I'll be meeting up with him again. Damn shame, but what can one do?

Don't worry. I might have had a crazy weekend but those tend to be few and far between, rather than the norm. I did have a lot of fun though. Kind of almost makes me wish I were single and could do stuff (and people!) like that all the time ...

(Then I realise that that's just crazy talk!!) x

I hate pressure!!

There's another Fever Open House party tomorrow, and not sure if I can be bothered to go. It wouldn't be an issue if Jon* and Lisa* (the couple Daniel and I got together with at the previous Open House) didn't keep texting me to come along, share their hotel room etc. I keep texting them back to say that I'm fairly busy that day and not sure if I'll be up to it. The last thing I want to do is make a commitment to turn up and then not bother. That's just not me! (You know me, the figurehead of politeness!)

Problem is they've still kept texting me (we're up to six texts so far!) and I'm getting sick of it! I've already explained that I might not be able to make it. Anyway, even if I do go, I don't see why I should restrict or pigeonhole myself to one couple, regardless of whether or not I enjoyed their company last time. I like to keep my options open, like everyone else. I'd simply tell them that, but again, I'm too polite for my own good. I've already said that if I don't meet up with them tomorrow, we can arrange some other time this summer, so I don't know why they just don't get the hint and get over it! What makes it even more annoying is it's Jon that's been texting from his phone, not Lisa (despite the fact she was the one who took my number in the first place). Women are so much more perceptive - I bet if I'd explained the situation to Lisa instead of Jon in the first place, she'd have understood and let it go. Which makes me think that Jon isn't telling Lisa he's been texting me constantly - and that, my friends, is NOT good! I'd probably text her to let her know that he's been texting me, but I've been in a similar situation before and it didn't work out so well.

Basically, the male half of a couple I'd met before kept calling for me to meet up with them. I casually mentioned it to his partner in passing when I saw her online on MSN, and it turns out she had no idea! As you can imagine, all hell broke loose! She accused him of just wanting cheat under the guise of swinging, she accused ME of leading him on and getting him to lie to her (as if!), he accused ME of being mean and vindictive .... and I ... let's just say I blocked the both of them and told them to fuck off! I don't need that sort of drama in my life!

So, I've sent Jon an email (yes, he's been emailing me, AS WELL AS texting!) telling him (yet again) that I'm not sure I'll be coming, but if I do, I'll definitely come over and say hello. Let's hope he gets it this time!

Dinner and an unforgettable night out

I've only just recovered from what proved to be an eventful Fever Open House. It was held in a gorgeous riverside bar in Chelsea and the partner (Daniel*) and I got to have dinner in the yummy restaurant below. There were other couples having dinner as well and we had massive fun trying to guess which ones would later be proceeding to the private upstairs bar and sneaking glances towards the stairs to check out those who weren't in the mood for dinner being enthusiastically led upstairs.

All in all, it wasn't a bad night. By the time we were done with dinner and went up, there were close to 150 people already there, all extremely attractive. Having gone to the previous Open House in central London sans the partner (who was away on business), I recognized a couple who had also been there and spent a while chatting with them. However, Daniel gave me a nudge - our signal that he wasn't "interested" - and we made our excuses and sidled away towards the bar.

After introducing ourselves to a few others, we got chatting to a couple, Jon* and Lisa*, that had also been downstairs in the restaurant and ended up hanging with them most of the evening. The attraction was fairly mutual. I confess that I did have A LOT to drink and there are a few gaps in my memory. Suffice to say, I still have a clear image in my head of going down on Lisa in a "romantically lit" toilet cubicle some hours into the night.

Things got pretty heavy as the night wore on. At one point, there were numerous couples engaging in oral sex which pretty soon progressed to full unashamedly loud sex (doggy-style seemed to be rather popular). Being the voyeur that I am, I contented myself with watching till it got too much (or rather, till I got too horny). We'd already agreed to go back to Jon and Lisa's hotel room, so we got our coats, ran off and grabbed the first taxi available.

What was the sex like? Brilliant!!! Lots (and lots and lots) of rough sex (I did say I liked it!), oral and anal play, toys included. At one point, I was sucking off Jon with Lisa's face buried in my pussy whilst Daniel fucked her from behind. Hours later, we were completely spent (and, dare I say it, contentedly sore). I'm not one for staying the night, so Daniel and I eventually ordered a taxi home.

I have to say, I'm still tingling remembering it all. Jon and Lisa did extend an invitation to a swingers party they're having in the middle of May. Unfortunately, we can't go as we've got family coming to stay over. I also have no idea when the next "proper" Fever party is but all I can say is, providing we're free, we'll be the first to sign up!!

*all names have been changed to protect the guilty

Keep on swinging!

I know I've been away for a while. It's been rather hectic at work and the "bosses" are giving me hell. To be honest, even my colleagues have been less than lovely lately. Everyone's stressed and tired out. Even the sunshine's done little to alleviate the dark cloud in the office. Ah well, it can only go up from here (fingers crossed!)

I haven't met anyone on CL for a while. The partner and I decided to get our "swing" on and had a great meet with a couple last weekend we met on AdultFriendFinder. We also got to try our local pub for the very first time [which has recently gone all "gastro" on us]. It's lovely and has got a huge beer patio out back. I should probably mention the cute barman with the blue eyes and a rather painful looking tattoo extending all the way down his left arm. I normally don't go for tattoos but I might make an exception in this case ...

Back to the couple, S* and D*. We had a chilled out drink in the pub before making our way to a hotel. You'll all be pleased to know that I got my very first compliment from S* at how good I am at ... ahem ... "lady love". Although I've had sex with a fair few women (both with the partner and solo), I have to confess I'm more straight than bi. Apparently, there's a word for this - "heteroflexible" [they seem to have words for everything these days ! ] The other half simply says it's because I "love dick too much". I must have a word with him about that unacceptable language ...

D* was ok. He looked a lot better in person than he did in their pictures online and had a great smile. The only issue I had was he came way too quickly. Seriously! Two licks and a suck, and it was all over - in my mouth, I should add. Thank god he didn't taste funky (to be fair, his is probably one of the nicest I've tasted and that's saying a lot! There are some really "funky-tasting" guys out there!). Maybe I should just take that as another compliment at just how good I am at "man love" - or "sucking dick", as the other half would say.

I keep learning so much from our swinging experiences but the best lesson I've learned (and keep learning) is that I'm a lucky girl - my partner definitely isn't lacking in the size department! And, despite what some women tell you, size DOES matter! Especially when you're into rough hard sex like I am :)

Well, that's it on the swinging for now. We're meant to be going to a Fever Open House later this week, and I just might let you know how that goes ....

*all names have been changed to protect the guilty