Valerias Adventures Pt.1 - When Old Friends Reconnect - Sex Stories

Valerias Adventures Pt.1 - When Old Friends Reconnect

... but I finally settled and decided that I should wear my black cocktail dress with black open-toe platform heels.

So, I got out of the shower, dried off, and put on some makeup. Nothing fancy, but I thought smoky eyes would best suit the dress. I put on my peach lipstick and started to slip into my dress. My aunt was helping me tie the knot on the back of my dress while I made my hair into my normal wavy hairstyle.

After I was finished, I had a final look in the mirror, and wow, I looked stunning. I called a taxi, and when it arrived, I got in, and he drove me to the hotel.

When I arrived, I paid my fare, and quickly got out and walked towards the entrance, eager to chat again with my old friend. I got into the lobby and headed straight towards the counter to ask the clerk in which room my friend was staying.

But before I could even say a word to the clerk, I felt a hard slap on my butt. I turned around angrily, only to see that it was Rebecca who slapped me. And she looked breathtaking in her red dress, and red pumps with her red lipstick on. I laughed, she laughed, and we greeted each other again with a hug.

"Finally, you're here! Dave is already waiting for us in the bar, and we reserved a booth just for this occasion!" Rebecca said.

I replied, "Great, lead the way!"So, I followed her lead, and we arrived at the bar. The music was loud, and some electric songs were playing in the background. It smelled just like any bar would. It was what you would ...

... expect: the smell of booze, dimly lit, and normal rustic interior.

We arrived at the booth where Dave was waiting for us. He was scrolling through his phone, and when he noticed us, he put his phone down, got up, and greeted me with a hug as well. And I took that handsome man's scent in, and it drove me crazy.

We sat down and ordered our drinks, had an overall good time, and talked about normal stuff, how old their children were, and everything else. One glass became two, then three and four. And I was already quite tipsy, and so were they. Then the topic changed, and I asked them how and where they'd met because they seemed to fit together so well.

"Well," Rebecca said, running her finger over the edge of her glass, "the way we met, is not your good old romantic story."

"Oh come on, which relationship is it? Spit it out! There is nothing that could shock me!" I stated.

Rebecca looked over to Dave and wanted to see if he approved that she would tell it, and he just smiled back at her. That was enough approval for her, and she turned back to me, took a deep breath, and said, "You see, we met each other first eight years ago in a swinger club."

I gasped and looked at her in disbelief.

She continued: "My friend pressured me to go with her to one of their parties, and I agreed to come with her. I mostly sat there at the bar, drank something and chatted with a few people, until Dave finally approached me. We just sat there for a couple of hours and just chatted, it ...