The next party was in three weeks. Claire was already counting the days.
Claire took the key. Then she took his hand. “Let’s go home first.” Swingers Wife Swap 2 - The Key Party
She found Mark in the main hallway, leaning against the wall, shirt untucked, looking younger than she’d seen him in years. He held out the brass key. The next party was in three weeks
At 2 AM, the rules said you could retrieve your original partner. Claire dressed quietly. Tom kissed her forehead. “No regrets,” he said. Then she took his hand
Claire should have felt exposed. Instead, she felt seen. She unzipped her dress and let it pool at her feet. Tom’s breath caught. He didn’t move until she crossed to him and guided his hand to her hip.
The Harrison house was a modern glass box perched on a hill, lights low, jazz drifting from hidden speakers. Inside, a dozen couples mingled, drinks in hand, laughter easy. Claire spotted the hostess, Lena Harrison—a sleek brunette in emerald silk who kissed her on both cheeks.