Wife Swap 
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
What happens behind clothes doors, stays behind closed doors! 


Wife Swap

In the west of The City, well just moving outside of The City but still in a
quite nice area. There was a gathering of a group of people, some of whom were
already friends, some who were new to the group, but they were all arriving,
getting together for an 'gathering' they'd all been invited to ... ... ! It
was an invitation to a 'party', of sorts, an evening of some drinks, a few
bits to eat, some conversation, some music, maybe even a dance of two. But
also, an evening of fun, a certain kind of fun, some more adult fun, shall we
say. An evening of the kind of fun that a place like The City was already well
known for.

This get together of likeminded people, of adults was being hosted, this time,
by Derek and Jenny. The couple who knew most of those who were attending, and
a couple who'd decided that it was their turn to host this 'gathering' this
party. In fact, they both thought that their turn was well overdue and so, it
must be said, with some eagerness they set up getting the invitations out for
this 'event', for 'their party!' And it was going to be a party, with food,
drink, good company and conversation, plus of course some 'entertainment' so
yes, a party. But as it was with this particular group of people, whenever
they all got together, and whoever was organising it. That the 'entertainment'
was the central part of the party, the reason they all came together!

So, when the couple, Derek and Jenny were planning 'their party', it was lucky
that Derek had a good job, a job that allowed him access to some very well to
do and large properties. As the maintenance manager he knew when certain
places, properties, buildings where vacant and that had given him an idea! An
idea as to where he and his lovely wife could hold this party. It had been a
few weeks earlier when he'd been looking through some files in his office and
one file, one property stood out to him. He thought, he knew that 'yes that
will do nicely!'

His wife agreed and was very pleased with what her husband had come up with.
Of course, being the woman, she thought, she knew that holding 'their' party
here would give her quite a bit of 'kudos' amongst the other women she knew in
this now growing group of 'friends.' After all, as it is with all women in any
group, they do like to get 'one over' on each other! Jenny being the hostess
was determined that 'her party', would be the one that everyone talked about
for a very long time to come!

So, this property that Derek was going to 'borrow', to hold the party in, to
impress. It was located just on the way out of the west part of The City. Down
a well to do road, then going a bit further along, as if you were heading out
of The City. Out towards the outskirts and just before you got to where the
countryside really started. There were the grounds of what was once, before
The City had started to grow, there was an old country house. A house that
over the years, over many years, had been everything for a house and home, to
a hospital a storage facility and a workshop, even a local command station in
some long-forgotten war. But more recently it had been a hotel and now there
was a project that was due to start soon to convert it into a conference
centre. That was where Derek and his job had come in!

Right now, there was an issue with the local authorities about planning
permission, and so the work hadn't started yet. So, the property had been left
empty, well not quite empty. It was still set out as an hotel, and with most
of the fittings and furniture still there, so ... ... ! As everything,
basically was still there, what better place to hold their 'party' in, than an
empty but furnished hotel! Best of all, no one would know they were using it
or what they were really using it for. Plus, the house, the hotel, had this
had this very eloquent, old fashion, stylish, county look and feel to it.
There were pillars, lots of real old wood, everywhere, red carpet, vases and
ornaments, leather seats, all that sort of stuff like that. A film crew could
have stepped inside, not done a thing and still filmed a turn of the old
century drama there! But most of all, it had a sense of just good old fashion
style, of class, and that pleased Jenny a lot!

Derek and Jenny, along with John and Phillipa, friends of theirs, who lived
locally and who were also invited to the party. They'd all headed off to the
now unused hotel, to get it ready, and make sure everything was in order for
the upcoming 'event.' There was still bedding, kitchen utensil, glasses,
cutlery and crockery, everything they needed. Those invited could be feed,
given drinks and as this was an old hotel there were enough rooms for each
couple to use and stay in. So, they could make a real weekend event out of
this. 'Yes', Jenny was positive that this party, 'her party', the one she was
in charge of. Well, it was going to be the best 'event' that this group they
belonged too, had ever seen!

So, after invitations were sent out and everyone who could make it was 'booked
in.' After the finishing touches were made to the venue, everything was all
sorted out, it was the day of the party. All the invited guests turned up
ready and eager for a good time. But more importantly to Jenny they were all
impressed with what the hosting couple had laid on. To make it even more
special Jenny insisted that there were flowers and Champaign in each of the
invited couples' rooms. A nice little touch to make everyone feel a bit more
relaxed and help them to enjoy the party that was going to unfold here.

As the guests for the party all arrived, down the private road and away from
the main road, where it was all a bit quieter. With no prying eyes around to
see what went on here. All those who arrived had to agreed that this was
indeed a step up from what they'd been used to before with these gatherings,
these parties! Derek and Jenny, as the hostess placed themselves at what had
been the front lobby of this old hotel, so they could greet their 'guests.'
And they could see by the looks on every face as they arrived, that they'd
done a real good job here! Jenny in particular, was more than happy with this.
She had an almost smug look on her face, especially when Delia arrived with
her husband, Curtis!

Jenny and Delia where the women in this select group that just didn't get on,
almost loathed each other, as women can, and do. But it was always in a
smiling, 'nice' way! The 'how are you darling?' but then talking about them
behind their back type of loathing! All smiles and laughter to their faces,
but behind them, well that was a different story. But when Jenny saw the look
of almost amazement on Delia's face as she walked through the large opulent,
high double wooden doors of the 'hotel! Well, she could have kicked herself
for not have a camera set up there to capture that moment and that look. But
camera's and things like that were all a big, 'No! No!' with this group,
people who came to these 'event's' like a sense of anonymity and discretion.
Even Jenny couldn't break that rule just to get one over on Delia. But it
didn't matter, that look on the other woman's face told her that she'd
defiantly got one over on Delia and if it all went well, she'd be 'top dog',
in all this.

So, one by one the couples found the old hotel with the instructions they'd
been sent, couple by couple they all 'booked in.' Then when the last of them
where all here, the doors to the old hotel where closed. So, with doors
closed, with everyone inside it was soon time to get this 'party' started.
Time to start having fun, well this was a party after all, wasn't it? Jenny
had found the hotels old large ornamental dinner gong, and with everyone now
here she struck it. An announce to those still up in their rooms that the main
reception area was open, and that the party had started! There was a steady
flow now of people, couples, coming down the mains stairs. Some already knew
each other as they'd attended these gatherings before, and some of these
people were new. But that didn't matter, they'd all get to know each other,
one way or another and soon.

Into the main reception room area everyone went, there was a very good
selection of food and some tempting drinks all set out over on the far side.
There were large elegant leather seats around the room for people to sit and
talk. Plus, there was a couple of old card tables, with cards of course to add
to that oldie feel. A few couples had already sat down and were enjoying a
game, with maybe a little wager on the side too. As Delia and her husband went
inside, Jenny was watching closely hoping to see another look of envy on her
'rival's' face. And Delia was indeed angry with resentment as this all looked
so impressive. She 'nudged' her husband Curtis as they went inside. A hard
elbow into the side of his body. "We're going to host the next event and make
no mistake about it, I want it better than this, do you understand!" Curtis
gave a sigh as he just knew his wife eagerness to outdo her 'friend' would end
up in a lot of work for him!

This group had grown over time, and now meeting around someone's house for a
few hours for these parties was obviously a thing of the past. The growing
group needed a larger, better place to meet up in. And 'Jenny's idea' of
holding the party here in this old hotel, where people could stay for longer.
Well, everyone seemed to agree that this was the way forwards.

Now Jenny did get to see the 'look' on Delia's face and that only went to make
her feel even more smug, more self-satisfied, more 'Yes! Got her!' It was
almost as if she'd gone out of her way to piss her 'friend' off like that!
Inside the room and everything was going to plan, everyone was now starting to
talk, eat, drink, have a good time here. There was also music playing to add
to the atmosphere and after a drink or two a few of the party guests had made
their way down into the lower dance area. 'The pit', as some had already
stared to call it was a circular area, that was lower down than the rest of
that larger reception area, the events room. An area that probably in its
hotel days, had actually been used for dancing, as a real dance floor.

So, this old hotel was the location for the party, and these people were the
guests. There were a dozen regular couples here and today for this party there
was also 4 new couples. First timers here for one of these 'party!' So, the
old hotel had been a good idea as this group had and was still growing,
getting more popular, more people wanting to join it! If you knew about it and
how to join in the first place that is. Of course, all the couples here were
married, man and wife, well they all had to be really. After all you can't
have a 'wife swapping party' if you don't have a wife to swap, if you're not
married, can you? But even for a wife swapping group, this particular group
had its own different way of doing things. Maybe that's why people wanted to
join this particular group?

After a couple of hours, maybe a bit longer. When everyone had settled down,
when the food and drink had been enjoyed, and when the people who knew each
other had caught up with each other, and more importantly those new people had
all been introduced. After everyone now knew each other, after there had been
some talking, laughing, drinking, dancing. Even after some old fashion parlour
games, that Derek had organised and after some card games. After all this, it
now all looked as if everyone was just about in the mood and ready for ... ...
! Yes, as Jenny looked around the gathered group in the large events room, she
decided that, 'yes indeed, it was time!'

Jenny clapped her hands, nice and loud to get everyone's attention, greeted
everyone to the party, said a few words as everyone now made their way over to
where she was stood. Near to the lower down dance floor area and with a small
table in front of her. On the table was a large coloured glass jar, "OK
everyone, it's come to 'that time!" There was some low mummering's and a few
giggles and laughs form those gathered, as they all knew what that meant!
"It's time for some of our normal entertainment." A few more laughs. "So, come
on everyone, let's use those room keys and get this started!" The hostess
passed the jar around and couple by couple it filed up with everyone's room
keys. The keys had, obviously the room numbers on them, so it could identify a
couple here in the group and it also doubled up as somewhere to go, for 'later
on!'

With the jar now holding all the keys of every couple there. Jenny smiled as
she looked around at everyone circling her and then with a slight pause. "So,
who's first?" There was silence, some giggles and then, "Me!"

Stepping forwards was one of the regulars here to these parties, Nancy. A
bubbly kind of a woman who was on the very of turning 30 and quite the party
girl. So, it was no wonder that at 'this kind' of a party, she'd be the first
one up for having some 'fun.' That extra kind of fun that was on offer here!
The woman, a brunette, with long hair and what seemed to be a permanent smile
on her more than attractive face. She almost skipped out form where she was
stood in the crowd and up to the table with the jar on it. Then, and all for
show she closed her eyes, tight shut, raised her arm up high. Then she leant
over all very deliberate and obviously, her arm dropped down and hand dipped
into the jar. It swirled around inside and then she pulled out a key. A key
with a tag and a room number on it!

Well, this group was a 'wife swap' group and there had to be a way of choosing
who got who, in all this! Picking the key and Nancy had just chosen the room
number for the couple of who she was now going to have the husband! They did
like some of that old tradition stuff here in this group, but they could also
move with the times. Gone was the old way of car keys in a bowl, now room keys
in a jar, it was obviously the way forward. Nancy lifted the key up high and
twirl around so that everyone could see the number that she'd picked out, and
it was room number 12!

This was the room that for this weekend belonged to Kerry and Michael, there
was a loud cheer, applause and general good-hearted excitement at the first
set of keys having been drawn for this gathering. This of course meant that
the attractive Nancy had picked the tall, and quite handsome in his own
roughed way, Michael to ... ... Well in any other 'normal' wife swapping group
the woman would now take her 'picked' man away with her and they would ... ...
have some fun! But this group was maybe, just maybe, a 'bit' different, in
some ways. Yes, the women randomly chose a man, and yes, they would have some
'fun', later on. But they would also have some 'different kind of fun too!'
There would be all that hot, enjoyable stuff in the bedroom, of course. But
before that, before the woman and her chosen man got to grips with each other
in the bedroom, there was something else. Something else that everyone in this
group could watch and enjoy too, a different kind of getting to grips with!

Back with Nancy and she was still twirling around trying to find, and then ...
... 'Arrh there he is!' Michael was pushing his way out into the open area by
the table, through the people stood there watching. All around him the people
were excited, there were good hearty slaps on his back and 'well done's' at
being picked first. Nancy was excited too; her beaming smile was testament to
that fact and gave it away all too clearly. She'd not had the 'pleasure' of
Michael before and was looking forward to this. He was a big, strong looking
man and she just couldn't help but smile at the thought of what was instore
for her, and him too!

As Michael came through those gathered there, he was already removing his
jacket and loosening off his tie, obviously he couldn't wait to get down with
the attractive Nancy! At the same time and Nancy's husband Shane came up
behind his wife and started to unzip the quite lovely red dress that she was
wearing. All the way the zip came down and at the same time Michael was
already pulling off his shirt and showing off his strong upper and now bare
body.

The 'crowd' those other partygoers here were now finding their voices as they
began to get the atmosphere going here. Ready for what was instore! As that
red dress feel to the ground, the woman was now in just her quite lovely lacy
black underwear and high heeled shoes. Stepping out of her dress on the floor
and the crowd were now really ready for what was coming here. And just as the
woman gave another smiling twirl to the crowd, the audience, to show off, as
she liked to do. Michael was out of his trousers and down to just his boxers.
Yes, indeed it was time to get this all started!

Cheekily Nancy sauntered, quite sexily up to Michael, pushed herself up on tip
toes and gave the rough hunk a kiss on his cheek, her hands that were up on
his muscular arms came down. She took hold of his hand and now he was ready
for her to led him away and for what she had instore for him! Of course,
Michael was smiling, Nancy was smaller than him, which he liked in a woman and
she was a fit looking woman, which he also liked a lot. With her good body,
her shapely body, he'd had his eye on her for a while now since he'd been
involved in this group, and now it was his turn to 'have her!' Nancy was
defiantly the kind of a woman that you'd love to get your hands on, on to and
all over her body, and he was going to do that!

The 'couple' were now on the move, Michael being led to that place, that area,
that had been once been the hotels dance floor in this over indulgent
reception room. Led there by Nancy, down into the lower area, the circular old
dance floor. This area that all the other guests here at the party were now
moving quickly all the way around as if they were ready to become the
audience. The crowd for what was about to take place. As the woman led her
near naked man onto the dance floor, she looked over her shoulder and behind
her. At the time she kept smiling back at him, as she led him, lured him along
with her radiant grin and good looks.

This latest 'wife swap' party, which was what this group was all about, had
just official started with the first couple about to ... ... Well, you know
what happens at a wife swap party don't you? But this was a 'wife swap' party,
a group with, just a bit of a difference, shall we say!

As they got close to the 'dance floor' she let go of his hand, turned back
towards where she was leading him. Her arms went up, raised high, then she
dropped forwards as she completed a slow, and yet somehow seduction revolving
handstand, a forward's summersault. Slow and steady summersault and Michael
smiled as he watched her turn over, as her good arse went all the way over.
The audience who by now, were all around the sunken dance floor area clapped
and cheers as Nancy went over, around and her feet came down. She was now well
and truly in the dance area, with everyone. her audience, all around and
watching. In fact, this looked now more like an 'arena', than a dance floor
area.

Going over and coming out of that summersault on her feet as they came down,
she instantly twirled herself around, again raised her arms in that kind of a
'Ta Da', way. Now she was looking back at Michael who'd of course followed her
down onto the dance floor, the arena, the pit! Other words for what this now
all looked like! As she looked back at the man, he was now coming at her,
Michael was rushing at the woman, stood there in her underwear, the woman
who'd led him here. Rushing at her with his arms lifted up, his fist clenched
ready to, WHACK!

As he came at the woman who'd just turned around, she was ready for him, that
was why she'd done the forwards handstand in the first place. To put some
distance between him and her, before their 'turn' in front of everyone had
started. Nancy, since she been a member of this group had not had the
opportunity to get to grip with Michael before, but she'd seen him in action.
Knew something of what he was like and knew although he looked big and strong,
he was still a man and that meant not much of a thinker! But that didn't mean
he wasn't dangerous, she already seen him take on a number of other women and
he'd won in the past. So, she still had to be wary of the strong man, but all
she had to do was to outthink him!

She needed to used her female skills and brains to beat his male strength and
brawn. So, getting that distance between them as they stepped into 'the pit'
area, meant she could see him come at her. It also gave her that brief moment,
that chance to read his move get out the way and then make her move. To strike
herself, before being struck, that was her plan. Which for the most she did
do, and although it hadn't all gone to plan, she came off better than she
might have expected from Michael's first strike, his first assault on her. As
she'd twirled over, he'd came for her, as her feet had landed, his arm was
being raised to hit out, as she turned back around to face him, he'd rushed
her. He and his arm had shot forwards, ready to catch her out and to land the
first blow in this the first fight, the first bit of entertainment in this
wife swapping party!

Nancy had suspected that Michael would make his move as soon as they were in
the arena area, that was his style. So, her forwards handstand, her somersault
move was the clear opportunity for him to strike out at her, but she knew all
this. So, as she turned, she was also ready, prepared for him. Ready to move
quickly, to get out the way, which she did. Twisting her shoulder, turning her
upper body out the way, making herself, making his 'target' smaller, and then
she could make her move. Strike out at him, she had it all planned out.

It had all been 'planned' out, but, it hadn't quite 'worked' out. The woman,
Nancy's forwards summersault, then turning and twisting of her body, to get
out the way, that had all gone just fine. Well! It wasn't timed too perfectly,
with that twist she did get out the way, mostly. But not all the way, out the
way of Michael's fist as it came her way, as he managed to just about connect
and hit her. His fist caught her on her far shoulder that hadn't moved far
enough as she twisted. He'd caught her nicely, made contact, claimed the first
hit, in this first fight of the evening. But his 'victory' was short lived as
although he'd caught her, she was even quicker in her reply and delivering her
first strike too, WHACK!

As Nancy had twisted her body, she also raised her arm and drove her clenched
fist into the man as he'd reached out with his strike. Sending her fist up and
into his ribs, at the same time he'd caught her. A good double blow to start
off with, with in turn gave the watching audience something to cheer about.
The blow into his ribs caught him off guard, as he was sure that he'd got the
better of the woman and delivered the first blow. But even though he had hit
her, his was just a glancing blow and one that wasn't going to put a
determined woman, like her, off of her stride.

Into his ribs her fist had gone, catching him, hurting him, driving the air
out and making him winch, shuddered and judder as he stood there. But it also
caused a reaction in him, one where as his body shook. The arm, that he'd
thrown her way instantly jerked backwards. As his arm moved, he manged to
think and use this to his advantage, all he needed to do was turn himself,
just a bit and, THUD! His arm, his elbow came back and went straight into the
side of her face, catching her in a better way than he could have hoped for.
Now she was the one who'd been caught out, she wasn't expecting that. He was
now back on top!

But she should have known better with this one, as she'd already watched
Michael fight before. Seen him up against other women during this group's many
other gatherings and parties. And somehow, he always seemed to have a way, a
bit of luck maybe. But a way of coming out on top in those fights. Even though
she was determined, once she'd seen who she'd 'picked' in all this, not to be
another of his victims, she didn't stand much of a chance again his 'luck',
did she? That elbow come back around and into the side of her head, shook her
and shook her hard. Making her shudder and then as the blow confused her, she
made the real beginners mistake in all this, she closed her eyes for a second
and, OOOWWW!

Michael knew, somehow, where his arm and elbow were going and spun himself
around, all the way around so he was now to the side of the woman, her body
shaking and with her eyes closed, 'Yes!' He reached out and grabbed her, had
hold of her, and that meant that he now had control of her too, THUD! As one
hand held her, his other, in the form of a clenched fist drove into the side
of her, into her ribs 'see how you like that!' Nancy's body jolted as the
strong fist pounded her, he wasn't holding back, these fights where for real,
no holds bare, those were the rules. And just because she was a woman, well,
don't think that that wasn't going to save her, WALLOP!

The bigger man drove his fist back into the body of the woman, there were
mixed calls from the watching crown, the men cheering on 'their' man, while
the woman called out to encourage 'their' woman. It could be said that there
was definitely partisan support from the crowd in these fights. The only
exception might be the husband of the woman who'd done the choosing and who
was then in a fight. In these cases, the husband probably didn't want his wife
to get hit, get hurt, too much. But then again when it came to the husband who
was in a fight, then it might be said that his wife, was routing more for her
female friend than her man! Well, be honest what woman, what wife didn't enjoy
seeing her husband, her man put in his place, even by another woman!

So, here in this parties, this evenings first swap, this first fight, it was
the man who seemed as if he was now on top here. That second drive into the
brunette's fit body took its toll. Nancy again shook and she gasped for breath
as he, Michael was showing with his fist, that he certainly wasn't going to be
holding back, WHACK! A third and even harder blow into her and it looked as if
he was now in control here. The way her body jolted and the screwed up look on
Nancy's face told him that he was in control. So much so, in fact, that he was
quite confidant now of even winning this. Especially as the woman had again
closed her eyes, which showed he'd hurt her and dropped her body down as she
tried to take in some air. Now Michael changed tactic, as he lent in and
grabbed hold of her, the spun Nancy around. So, he could thrust himself into
her back, at the same time throwing his arm around her neck and getting a
good, solid hold there. Then he flexed his big, strong, manly arm, around her
neck, squeezing hard. This was sure to finish her off!

For the men in the encircling crowd, the audience, this was good, 'their' man
was definitely in control here. It was going to be 1-0 to the men in just a
minute as Michael's arm squeezed even harder and was cutting off the woman's
air supply and soon, she'd be ... ... THUD! UUFFFHHH! The man, maybe being a
bit too over confident, had taken his 'eye' off the ball here, concentrating
on the hold he had around her neck and 'knowing' she'd be out cold in a second
or two, So, as he thought, he didn't need to worry about her now and what she
... ... 'Wrong!' The shooting arm coming back, the elbow that was driven hard
into him, caught him out and she put all she could in that blow. She knew she
had to break his hold if she was going to get out of all this, and she was
determined to get out of it!

It most certainly did catch him out, Michael gasped as the pain moved through
his body and sent the air out of him too. It was now time for him to gasp for
breath, time for him to think, 'Shit I'm in trouble now!' and he was, he was
in real trouble, WHACK! A second elbow from Nancy went thundering rearwards
and found his bare upper body again, which lessened his hold around her neck.
Then a third blow, and one where she now managed to twist her body around even
more to really hit him hard. That blow made his arm now limply fall away so
she was now free of his hold, it was time to fight back!

Michaels' now hurt, almost limp body rested over Nancy's as he tried to take
in the air that he needed, so he could recover. Released for his hold all the
woman had to do now was twist herself fully around, and as she came around,
she raised her leg and with her knee, CRUNCH! There was a loud cheer for the
women circling 'the pit', well what else would you call that lower dance floor
area where a fight took place! It was sort of the done thing here, by the
woman, every time a knee went into a 'certain' place, they just 'had' to cheer
and loudly too! Michael's body jerked upwards and there was a second loud
cheer for the woman who done this, and from the women that were watching.
Which was followed intently by an equally loud, 'OOOWWWHHH' from the men, as
Nancy sent yet another and much more forceful knee up into this already
'tender' area!

The brunette took a step away from her chosen man, his body was now hunched
over, his arms dropping, hanging down, so his hands could 'protect' his area.
It was all he could do right now as he tried to get over the pain, she'd sent
into him. Nancy took a moment as her man was in pain, which was obviously
good, her arm came up and across as she pushed some of those fallen strands of
her hair away from her face, so she could, WHACK! But even though he was hurt,
the man knew he had to do something, and as the woman had taken to couple of
seconds to clear her hair away, he lurched forwards. Trying to ignore the pian
in his groin, he flew his arm up and away from him and caught the woman stood
there in front of him with a good hard slap across her face.

His arm, the back of his hand went, with some force as he was desperate now.
Went flying up and then across Nancy's face, a hard driving blow that caught
the woman totally by surprise, sent her whole body shuddering. It was now the
women in the audience who gave a loud 'OOOWWWHHH!' of disbelief and horror
that the man was fighting back. It was also time for the men to give a cheer
as their 'champ' was now on the front foot, for the moment. As the brunette
stopped shaking and her head came back there was blood now running down from
the side of her mouth, it had been a really good strike from him. But it was a
strike that got, not just the women in the audience all riled, but it also got
Nancy 'very annoyed' too!

WHACK! But before she could express her anger, Nancy took a second blow this
time a fist into her body as Michael was now on a bit of a roll. He'd waited
for the woman to look back at him, knowing she'd be looking straight into his
eye after being backhanded like that. So, she wouldn't see the fist he sent
her way and sneakily lower down. Women always like to look into a man's eye
when they're annoyed, angry with men, but it also meant they could and did
miss a few things! The second blow knocked the air out the woman, but not
before she'd sent her own fist, clenched straight, at this man, THUD! One blow
for him, then a second blow landed from her and now both these, 'contestant'
in this particular wife swap were in trouble, SMACK! WALLOP!

Now both of them were determined to carry on, and now they swapped blow for
blow with each other. A raised knee from Michael, another clenched fist from
Nancy, followed half a second later by another and then another blow form each
of them. Each of them hitting, pounding, striking, his or her opponent. A fist
from the man to the woman's falling face meant that Nancy would have a bruised
eye tomorrow morning. A strike from the woman to the man's jaw meant that
there was going to be a swollen lip there when the sun came up too. As the
pair now got even closer to each other, as swinging arms went around and went
into their opponent. The crowd, the gathered, encircling audience where loving
this, they carried on shouting, calling, cheering on, 'their' side in this
wife swap fight, for that was what it was.

This was a wife swap with something of a difference, as the 'fight' that was
currently going on in the 'pit' area was showing. Each woman, wife got the
chance to choose a new man to have her 'fun' with. But 'fun' here also meant
having a good fight. Well, it was one way of getting warmed up before the
foreplay started, or was this fight the foreplay? After all, even just
swapping can get a bit boring, but this added a much need bit of extra
excitement into these peoples, extra marital parties! But of course, it wasn't
for everyone, and those new members of this very select and private wife
swapping group, well they did need to have a very 'open mind' to all this!

Back in 'the pit' and the brunette and her man were still trading punches, one
form the man, one from the woman and so on. Nancy let loose with a left at the
same that Michael sent in a right, it was now very much like that. It was now
a very even fight, and would be down to who could hold out the longest, or
whoever had the greater luck! It was going to be one of those types of fight
now. These two were now weary, having each taken a good number of hits,
strikes, fists, knees and punches form their opponent here. Nancy's cut lip,
the bruise to her eye and now marks all over her body were showing. As was
Michael's swollen lip and puffy nose. An indication that one of the woman's
fist had got through a probably broken it for him. His body too was red and
sore and it could be seen he'd been in a 'good' fight, so far.

Worn, weary, bruised and hurt, Michael and Nancy where now down on their
knees, still there in front of each other and still throwing punches into the
others hurt body. It was looking as if both where about to collapse and pass
out, and it was at this moment that Michael's fist missed his opponent's face,
and went straight past her. His hand, arm coming down to rest of her shoulder,
and somehow it gave him an idea, more an instinct as to what to do next. As
Nancy raised her weary arm and was about to strike back, thinking he'd miss an
opportunity and she could now finish him off as he was too weak now. As she
went to strike, Michael dragged his arm back, and with it, her shoulder and
her. At the same time, he used what strength he had left to throw his head
forwards and into Nancy's, as he pulled her to him, CRUNCH!

The was a very loud 'OOOWWWHHH!' from everyone as they both smashed into each
other, Michael and Nancy's bodies shook, it was a devastating hit. They fell
against each other which in turn held both of them upright, if only just and
very wobbly. Then slowly Nancy started to topple backwards. The weight of the
much large man resting against her was just that bit too much. His large form,
his weight pushing against her and so backwards she went. Both of them where
basically out of it now and it was down to who fell and hit the floor first,
and that was going to be Nancy, with that bulk of Michael resting against her.
So, they fell, Nancy went down on her back and Michael collapsed onto top of
her, it was a 'lucky' win to the man!

There were cried of heartache from the women, cried of triumph form the men as
they went 1 - 0 up in tonight's entertainment! Jenny clamed everyone down and
called in Jeffery for his decision. He was married to Muriel, and acted as the
'club's secretary' of this little group. He was the one who logged down in his
book, a record of the events at these parties. Who picked who and more
importantly who won! Looking at the situation here, he noted that it was Nancy
who was on her back first, and even though right now both of them were
incapable of carrying on fighting, it was Michael who was on top of Nancy. So,
he now noted down in that book of his, that ... ...

'First round of the evening - Mr Michael. W was picked by Mrs Nancy. H and in
the events after, Mr Michael. W, was victorious in that event.'

That's how Jeffery liked to record these 'events' that happened at the
parties. There were cries of 'referee! Where's your glasses?' from the women
and cries of delight from the men. But you can't please everyone in these
situations and even though these where 'no hold bared, no rules fights' that
took place. Plus, there wasn't a real referee as such, Jeffery did record all
the 'result's so his was the final words in any situation like this. It was a
good start to the evening and it would be a fight that would be talked about
long into this evening and beyond. Talked about in this and other parties to
follow. But talked about only at these parties, no one talked about what
happened outside of these parties, of course they didn't! But the fact that
this first fight would be talked about for a long time to come, well that
pleased Jenny, a lot! Even so after the decision went the men's way there was
a few women here who were hoping they got Jeffery tonight, they'd show the
'club secretary' about his mistake in making the 'wrong decision!'

There was a short break as the weary Michael and Nancy were helped up by a few
of the other guests there and taken off to room 12. So, they could rest and
recuperate from their gallant effort, after providing such an exciting first
round to the evening's entertainment. Maybe later when they'd both had had a
bit of a sleep, had recovered a bit they could 'discuss' between them who'd
won? If they didn't agree, maybe they could finish it off, or maybe as they
were laying on the bed in room 12, they could just ... ... ?

Back in that large reception room of the once hotel and it was now time for
the second piece, the second round of entertainment for the evening! Jenny got
everyone's attention again as she stood by the small table with the vase on it
and, "so who's next?" Again, there was some giggles and looking around and
then ... ... , out from the guests encircling Jenny and her table stepped,
'Oh!'

Stepping forwards, volunteering, putting herself there to take the next pick
and take part in the next 'round' of entertainment was one of the new women
here. Part of a couple who this was their first time here. You don't normally
get the new ones volunteering so early, not at all, they 'normally' liked to
watch a few rounds of entertainment first. To get a feel for how things were
done here. So, what was special about this woman, what made her think she
could mix it up with the men in this way and so quickly? Looking at her, you
could just tell that in the bedroom there was no doubt she was going to be
very, very good. But this 'wife swap' had that very different and extra
element to it! So, what has this one, this woman, what's she got to offer?
There was great anticipation from everyone and Jenny could see this in the how
the crowd, the audience were acting and how they looked. But Jenny the hostess
had a good feeling about this one, this woman, 'let's see what's she like?'
So, it was time to step things up a notch, or maybe two!

At the jar the new woman, Lynsey, who was tall and black, and a woman who you
could easily say was quite ravishing looking. With her long curly dark hair
and stunning body was at the centre of all the men's thoughts right now. All
of them hoping that she'd pick 'him!' Lynsey, the second woman to step up here
with a beaming smile on her face, put her hand in the jar. Swirled it around,
to add to the tension, then pulled her hand up. But she 'accidently' dropped
the key she had hold of. Which produced a slight 'ooowwwhhh' from the men as
she dropped that key. All of thinking they'd just missed their chance with
her, 'Dame!' But the woman's smile just got bigger, as she knew her little
tease had the right effect. Then her hand went back in as she re-picked a new
key. All of this for show of course, but that was how Lynsey liked to do
things.

Now a key, with its number tag did come out, and it was Room 3! Simon had the
biggest smile now on his face as he stepped forwards and the woman who'd
'chosen' him could see her blond 'partner' for the evening. She liked what she
saw and he defiantly was over the moon with what he was looking at. But this
was when Jenny stepped in and "as we have a new couple here, why don't we have
a double choice. A paring off here, and you all know what that means!" There
was a good loud cheer from everyone, it had been a while since there had been
one of these 'double choices' where the woman takes her pick, on a 'couple's
basis!' The couple from Room 10 Lynsey and her husband Theo, they would now be
'paired off' with the couple form Room 3, Simon and his Wife Paula. One pick
but a double wife swap so to speak and a double piece of entertainment too!

There was excitement all around the room, they didn't normally get a double so
early in the evening. But Jenny was determined to make this evening, this
party, the one that she'd organised, it would be one to remember for a long,
long time to come. The two men where soon out of their jackets, shirts,
trousers and both looked good for the delightful onlooking group of women. Now
they were doing the gentlemanly thing and assisting their wives out of their
dresses.

The tall shapely and very attractive Lynsey, looked amazing, her lovely white
underwear against her dark skin, there were so many jealous men now looking
on. But there was also Paula and she wasn't to be over looked, the brightly
coloured redhead in her red underwear as she liked to be bold and bright, was
also known to be a fiery woman too. Feisty and fiery, both during the
entertainment and in the bedroom afterwards!

The two men, being gentlemen led the way down towards the pit, there was even
a shaking of hands between the men as they stepped down there. That was nice,
all very friendly between them, and then, THUD! WALLOP! Behind them the two
women were also making their way towards 'the pit' area. Earlier they'd
already had a bit of a chat with each, and had got on well, and now it was
time for the women to get on with each other's husbands! With the men in
front, it had been the woman who'd made the first move, there been a look
between them, a kind of nod of agreement as they'd each noticed the men's
arses in front. Which was followed by a black and white leg going forwards and
two feet going into the rear of the boxers shorts of these two men.

It was all within the rules, as there were no rules here during the
entertainment stage. They didn't 'have' to wait to get to the designated area,
as there was no real designated area. They could start when they liked and the
women had started, when they liked. Both Simon courtesy of a dark female foot,
and Theo care of a white woman's foot went sprawling forwards, went flying
into the middle of the old dance floor area. Bare female feet sending the men
tumbling forwards and then stumbling down so they both dropped onto the floor.
'So that's how these women were going to ... ... ', THUD! CRACK!

Not giving the men any time to recover, why should they, the women, in a kind
of black and white unison went to work on the two husbands lying there. The
tall black woman, Lynsey, had moved quickly onto her pick of a man, the white
and quite strong looking Simon. The blond man had instantly, as he was use to
these fights, tried to get himself up off of the floor. He knew being down was
not to place to be in this kind of entertainment. But as his arms went to push
himself up, as his head rose up just a bit, the black woman's foot had come
down on the back of his head. Sending it back and now forcefully into that
solid, strong wooden dance floor.

There was of course a loud, 'OOOWWWHHH!' from the men watching and a good
hearty cheer for the woman, as they liked this new woman already. Lying on the
dance floor next to Simon was of course Theo, he'd already guest it would be
best to get up and to face his ... ... CRUNCH! 'ARRRRHHHH' But the redhead
Paula was an old hand at all this, she knew when a man went down that's were,
he should stay! And for that she would have to keep him down.

As the redhead's foot had put him down once, it should be the gentlemanly
thing to do and stay down. But Theo had had other ideas. Seeing is arms go out
to the side ready to push himself up, Paula had made her move to keep him
down. She'd give a little run, just a couple of steps, then a bounding hop, a
leap into the air and heading straight for the black man on the floor. So, all
she had to do now was come down on Theo, to keep him down, and down she came.
Hard into the man's back, making sure that at least one knee was slightly
pushed forwards and so driving it squarely into his back.

A devastating move that filled the large reception room with the sound,
firstly of her crashing into her man, next his agonising cry of pain and
thirdly by a very, very loud cheer from the woman there, all routing on
'their' girl! Having dropped down onto the back of the strong looking black
man, the redhead white woman was now in a good position to take control of
him. Her jolt into his back made Theo's arms shake and now there were out to
his side, ready for Paula to ... ... ! She grabbed onto an arm, with each of
her hands and now, still on his back she heaved on his arms and pulled them
backwards. Bring his strong upper body up off of the floor, around, back and
rearwards, applying the pressure and inflicting the pain into him.

Not to be out done by the redhead, who it was obviously in total control of
Lynsey's husband, it was time for the black woman to show what she could do
with the redhead's husband. Reaching down she took hold of a good hand full on
his blond hair and yanked him upwards. There was a loud gasp form the man as
he was getting hauled up, his face was bloody form being smashed down into the
floor, his head still somewhat hazy. But even so he couldn't shake off the bad
feeling he had, that he was in real trouble here!

As he was dragged upwards, THUD! There was a firm and dark, strong thigh that
went crashing into the side of his rising head, THUD! A second and even harder
dark thigh followed, a couple of good blows that sent another rattling,
shivering shockwave through his head. Unfortunately, he was still facing down
at the floor so the woman in the audience didn't get to see the look on his
now screwed up face. But even so everyone could guess who he looked like right
now. But that was just the start, after the blows, a second later, there was
something else for this man to 'worry' about, UUUUHHHH!

Still dragging him up by him hair she got him into position and now there were
the inside of those strong dark legs that clamped around his head. Simon was
now looking down at the back of her heels, he felt her good legs against his
face and then, ARRRRHHHH! She squeezed and squeezed hard, good firm black
female thighs flexing hard against his white male face, or was that now a face
with a bright red tint to it. Lynsey leant forwards, her strong hands placed
on her chosen man's back and then, WHACK! A clenched fist into his side,
followed by another strike on his other side. She was definitely in control
and could do this all day to, 'her man.'

The crowd, well the women watching, were enjoying this, their cries and cheers
were obvious. The men watching where less enthusiastic, seeing 'their' team
members on the losing side, both of them! The redhead Paula still pulling
back, inflict more pain into her already injured black man, Theo, after she'd
come down on his back. Also, the dark tall Lynsey, using her strong body to
hurt and humiliate her already beaten blond Simon. Both women could see, in
fact looked over to check just how bad each of their husband's situation was,
and both women couldn't help but smile. Seeing their husbands in trouble at
the hands of another, and a quite attractive woman, was enjoyable to say the
least!

As these women were looking over at each other, with each woman hold the
others husband in a painful hold, it kind of had a stimulating feeling to it
all! Watching your husband being hurt like this by such an attractive woman
became more 'interesting.' Lynsey now shook the man's head between her thighs,
there was another loud moan from him then, thud! She toppled herself over to
the side and of course she took blond Simon with her, still between her legs.
One real hard squeeze and then she released him, 'Good that was such a
relief!' But a second later and ARRRHHH! Those strong dark legs may have
released his head but now as they both lay on the pit floor, her legs moved
fast. They quickly wrapped themselves around his body, his torso and now she
squeezed here instead.

At the same time the redhead Paula also toppled herself over, onto the floor,
taking Theo with her in a painful rolling move and then suddenly releasing her
hold on him. There was now, if only for a second another man who was relived
the painful hold the woman had on his was no longer there. But then,
UUUUHHHHH! White female legs gripped hard about her black man's body and Theo
was now also feeling the squeeze too! Two men, black and white down on the
dance floor, being squeezed, hurt, being drained of their air, stamina. By the
gripping, powerful legs of a different black and white, it just deepened on
who you were!

Rolling from side to side, around the floor to the cheers of the woman looking
on and to the groans of disappointment of the men. Rolling around on the floor
with their strong legs fixed, tightly, in place around male bodies. Bodies in
hurt, in pain, bodies near to the point of breaking, male bodies that couldn't
escape. Plus rolling around the two women were getting closer and closer to
each other, really close and now as they were 'close' and looking at each
other there was something else in their eyes, for each other, maybe!

The women's wriggling, squeezing bodies were getting closer, the women's
bodies and their head were getting closer and closer to each other. Their
heads and also their lips too! Then much to the excitement and cheering of the
crowd, their lips touched, a kiss. Yes, a kiss, Lynsey and Paula kissed and
with the other woman's husband tightly between their legs too. At that moment
both women gave an extra very hard squeeze, there was a loud cry of pain for
each man, then silence. Both men squeezed out, which meant the woman, both of
them had won. Now it was, 1 -2 to the women, as these new 'friends' got up and
received the praise of their fellow females as they celebrated their double
victory.

Jenny was very pleased with all this, two great and memorable rounds to start
the evening's entertainment and definitely a party that was going to be
remembered. There was another break in the entertainment while the two down
and out men were helped up and to their new rooms. The two women grabbed a
bottle of Champaign and Paula sneaked off to go get a spare room key. From
behind the old reception desk, in the front lobby she lifted an extra room
key, as she was sure that her and her 'new friend' would want a room for
themselves. Somewhere where both women could 'relax', before the men had
recovered and were in any shape to carry out their duties as the losers here!

Back in the main reception area where the party was being held the guests were
back to drinking and talking. Talking about how good the party had started,
and 'what else is going to happen?' that's what everyone wanted to know. Music
to Jenny's ear and for her 'rival' Delia something that was sticking in her
throat right now. A short while later and Jenny stood by the table, clapped
her hands and got everyone's attention again. "I think we've all had a good
show so far. So, who's next?"

Again, there was that low mummering with a few giggles and then Delia, Jenny's
'friend and rival' stepped forwards. Which was a bit of a surprise to Jenny
who instantly thought to herself, 'what's she up to?' Jenny could be
suspicious like that, especially when it came to Delia! But there was this
look on Delia's face, one that Jenny just wasn't happy with and when she came
up to the table, put her hand in the jar and pulled out the key to Room 1!

Room 1 was Jenny and her husband Derek's room, Delia was going to 'have' in
more than one way, Jenny's husband, Derek! 'The Bitch!' To make things worse
Jenny could see a dirty big grin, or was it a happy, delightful smile that now
suddenly appeared on her husband's face! That didn't go down well either!
After everything was going so well, 'she' had to do this, almost as if she'd
planned it somehow! But once a wife had made her chose, that was it, there was
no turning back, not in this group, those where the rules! So, begrudgingly
Jenny just had to stand there and smile, through gritted teeth of course.

Derek was quick to get down to his underwear and Curtis, Delia's dutiful
husband did his bit in helping his wife out of her dress so that she could now
provide the entertainment. Round 3 of this evening's 'fight programme.' And
for Jenny in particular it was going to be a fight where she was routing whole
heartedly for her husband, for a change. Which in its self was a bit of a
novelty as normally she quite enjoyed watching the other women of the group
beat him as hard as they could, sometimes it even pleased her! But this fight
tonight was going to be something of a difference for her, as she was praying
that he would beat the woman, Delia, this time. But it hadn't start how Jenny
had hoped, WHACK! OOUUHHH!

As Delia had stepped out of her dress and Derek, stood nearby, had looked,
grinned at the very lovely blond woman who was maybe a couple, and more, years
older than him. As she stepped out and looked gorgeous with her short fair
hair, trim body, and full chested in that scanty blue underwear of hers. As he
almost licked his lips in anticipation of what was to come later in the
bedroom. He gave a polite, lightly mocking bow and waved his arm in the
direction of the dance floor. With his 'ladies first' gesture. But for a split
second as he 'bowed' and took his eyes off of her, that's when she struck out.
Shooting her bare foot up into his chest as he bent forwards! "Idiot!" Jenny
couldn't help but rebuke her husband, his 'desires' clouding his mind when he
should be thinking of just beating her!

The foot to his chest did the trick, made him shuddered, caused him pain. It
made him stumble, not just with his feet but in his head too. He had to take a
full second, no, two, to think about what she'd just done to him. That gave
her the time and the advantage she was after. Now quickly going for him,
moving forwards, reaching out and, THUD! Grabbing him, pushing him downwards
more and then throwing her leg and knee up into his falling chest. Then she
hopped, bounced, and looked good as she bounced too, so that she could do the
same again, just with her other leg and knee.

Taking two, three blows so quickly had shocked Derek, as he took a breath and
shook his head, OOOWWWW! He felt himself go almost go flying. Delia hadn't
finished and still holding onto him she'd flung him off to the side, her side
and towards the pit area. It was time to take the fight to the dance floor,
let everyone get a good look at her beating the hostess husband! That's what
she was thinking. Sending him, flinging him, sending him stumbling,
uncontrollably towards the dance floor, Delia couldn't resist, before she
joined him there, to quickly look over at Jenny and flash her a grinning
smile, that said, 'watch me beat your husband!'

Derek went stumbling and falling, down onto the dance floor area, but knowing
he was already in trouble, and in trouble with his wife, he was quick to
instantly start getting himself back up onto his feet. His head came up, but
all he could see was, 'Shit!' Already Delia was on the move, she was off
running towards that lower area, where he was getting up from. But before she
got there, she jumped up high and threw herself through the air, and towards,
CRASH! Throwing herself, literally at the man she went through the air and
crashed in him as he was trying to get up off the floor. Hitting him, sending
Derek and her rolling across the floor, the difference was she was ready for
this. She'd tucked herself into a forward roll, going over and then sharply
stropping and pushing herself up onto her feet. But him, Derek, he just went
sprawling across the floor, being caught out, hit and hurt all at the same
time.

Up on her feet, down on his belly, what could happen next? CRUNCH! ARRRRHHH!

Delia again ran, jumped and came down! Down on Derek, who was instantly set
apo, viciously as she landed on, and hurt him. With the woman, the older,
fitter, focused, brighter, determined and from what she'd just displayed, more
agile and able than he was. It looked as if there was another man who'd found
himself on this dance floor, and who was in trouble! Coming down on him with a
hefty, thud! A damaging, painful, landing for him, with an incapacitating,
damaging thud, one that took the wind out of him, hurt him and left him unable
to react or fight back. The woman going up in the air and coming down on the
man as he tried once again to scramble up, coming down with her knees hard
into his soft male body, of course it hurt. It drove the air out of him, made
it unbearable and unable for him to defend himself, and now she set about him,
THUD! WHACK! SMACK!

On top of the man, hurt and injured on the floor, Delia could now lay into him
with her fists, beating down hard. The dominate, strong, fierce woman,
punching down on the man beneath her. Well, that's the way she liked it, with
her on top! Man or woman, Delia always had to be in control, in 'all'
situations! And right now, as her fists continued to came down, she was in
control, in total control, and SMACK! OOUUHHH! In control until that punch
that went in and took Derek out, then there was no one to take control over,
but she'd won, had taken the score up to 1 - 3 for the women's team. As the
crowd, the woman, all cheered her, her head turned so she was looking across
and over to 'her man's', wife, Jenny!

The hostess, through her gritted teeth, managed to raise half a smile, for
show only. Her husband had let her down and he'd suffer for that later when
this was all over, and boy would he suffer! As Delia got up off the man, put
her foot on his chest as he lay there, raise her arms up, flexed her muscles
and gave everyone a good girly victory pose, she felt very pleased with
herself. 'Just wait 'till it was 'her' party, she'd show everyone what else
she could do!'

A couple of the other men came in and helped poor Derek up and took him off to
his room where he could rest, ready for what was in store for him next! As
they helped him out and was passing his annoyed looking wife Jenny. Delia
turned and said, "get some rest Derek, love, you'll need your strength for
later", and that went down like a lead balloon. For all the other guests this
was a great party, for the hostess Jenny it was turning into a party that left
her with a bit of a sour taste! But still the party went on ... ... !

There was still whole load of more memorable fights to be had and one by one
the women all came up and chose a door key, a number, a man, another woman's
husband and then fought him! It all went on for a few more exciting hours,
until everyone had had their fun, well the first part of their fun that is.

Until the last woman, the last wife was left and the last husband and the last
man was left. And it was customary for the hostess to be the last women to
step up and take her choice! Jenny was left with just one man and that was
Jeffery the 'clubs secretary!' She wasn't impressed, it had all been going so
well and now after Delia had stepped up to that jar it had all lost a lot of
its 'fun' for this woman. So, as she looked at the now very grinning Jeffery,
and they where the last two left, well ... ... SMACK! THUD! She launched her
fist into his face, there was a pause, he looked stunned, started to rock a
bit then fell backwards, hit the floor and was out cold. 'Hum!' So much for
him!

Jenny went and got herself a drink and she now thought about what her 'friend'
Delia was going to do for the next party!

Up in the rooms of the 'hotel' there was some of that other fun that had just
started to begin!

Some of the men, like John in Room 7 and George in Room 15 were starting to
get down to their 'duties' after losing their fights. In fact, it had been a
good night for the women, as Jeffery's record of this party, when he finally
came round would read. A final score of 2 - 14 in favour of the women, of
course.

Of course, there was some other goings on that weren't in the book too, the
fact that the black woman Lynsey and the redhead Paula where still enjoying
getting to known each other better in the bed of that spare room they had
taken. A new friendship that would be carried on outside of these parties,
much to dismay of their husbands who were still in their rooms, waiting?

And in Room 1, where that 'friend' of Jenny's, the feisty Delia was now
riding, with some vigour, her rivals' husband, Derek. As he was starting to
think that this woman was some very, very special, and he'd love to get beat
by her any day of the week. So long as she took him after it, just as she was
doing right now!

Of course, Delia was still thinking, subconsciously about the next party the
one she was going to host and how she could make it the best party there had
been so far! She already had a few ideas, maybe a 'guest', a visitor to the
party, or visitors, the ladies might like that? A competition, a real
competition? An outdoor party, an indoor one, both? A party on a boat, that
would be good! But first she'd finish fucking Derek, then fuck him some more.
But still her party would be one that Jenny wouldn't forget; she was sure of
that ... ... !