So I spent the first couple of months after Aiyana told me kind of avoiding her. I'm not really proud of that. But, look, it's not like I was refusing her calls or anything. I just wasn't going out of my way to be around. I knew I'd have to step up eventually, but for now, I was just sort of shell-shocked.

 

But I had to put all thoughts of the baby out of my head when sudden progress was made on the swingers front. The vineyard down the way from me was finally sold, and the new owner, Anne, was single and hot. She wasn't exactly my type, per se, but she was objectively attractive.

 

 

And after talking to her for a while, I came to understand that she was attracted to Chestnut for the same reasons as many others: the libertine, even hedonistic attitude in the air. When I told her I was a member of the local naturists club, she was anxious to join.

 

 

I got her membership assured, and finally broached with Noah the criteria for joining the swingers. He reminded me that I couldn't join alone. I had to bring a woman with me. I told him I had just the woman.

 

 

Eager, perhaps, for new conquests, he was keen on the idea. If she was a good fit, I would be, too.

 

 

Anne fit right in with the other nudists. She was eager to bare it all.

 

 

While recruiting Anne, the club had also somehow found a pair of stunning Latina sisters from Oasis Springs, Anna and Jimena.

 

 

 

They looked familiar to me, but I couldn't place it. Later I found out why I recognized them. They actually used to strip at Picante in Newcrest! After making enough money to retire from that life, they moved out west, and were kind of reclusive. But they still enjoyed being naked, so that made them great additions. And they were both super hot, so I was kind of hoping they'd end up getting promoted to the swingers club, as well.

 

I guess I didn't really explain before, because I was just reporting rumors, but after Noah started opening up, plus what I learned from Ariana and Sierra, it was clear to me that there was a helluva lot of crossover between membership in the two clubs. Being accepted as a naturist did not guarantee being accepted as a swinger. But it was a first step. The second club was far more exclusive, and it was limited only to members of the first who were invited to take the next step.

 

Anyway, with our new membership, we had regular meetings at the spa.

 

 

 

Now that things were in motion, I was more determined than ever to get in proper shape. I might never be as trim and cut as the other guys in the group, but it wouldn't be for lack of trying.

 

 

And I was far too busy for proper romance. I think this is when I started losing touch with Erin, to be honest. If I needed to get my rocks off, I just stopped off with one of the city girls on my way home. Mary always knew how to take care of my needs.

 

 

 

Anyway, the big test came at one of the naturist meetings that I was hosting at my ranch.

 

 

Noah actually caught on fire trying to mess with my old wood stove, but I helped put him out and suggested we relieve our tension with a swim. Group skinny dipping is always a winner.

 

 

And I'd become comfortable with the idea that these men were cool with walking around hard, so I used that to my advantage. With the ragingest boner I could muster, I went about impressing the wives.

 

 

I knew as long as Anne was accepted, I was in, but having the women on my side would surely seal the deal and make sure the vote went our way. So it was that Sierra pulled me aside during our party, took me in the bedroom, and started giving me a blowjob.

 

 

And so it was that Erick, another swinger who wasn't Sierra's husband, joined us.

 

 

Now, I realized what was going on. They were considering our - mine and Anne's - membership, and this was a test. To see how I could handle their level of debauchery. Remember, this would be only the second time I double-teamed a chick, after my brief stint in porn, but this was easier, because Erick wasn't trying to rub dicks with me. Sierra just wanted to take us both in any way she could.

 

 

And when it came time to DP her, our dicks weren't touching at all, because he was fucking her tight pussy, and I was balls deep in her even tighter ass.

 

 

Okay, maybe our balls touched. Lightly.

 

So it wasn't official yet, but after that party, I was sure I was in. It was only a matter of waiting.

 

Oh, and before we get along too far, I know those of you who are familiar with my work are asking, "Why don't I remember this big expose about swingers in Chestnut Ridge?" Well, there's an answer to that, and I'll get to it soon.

 

In the meantime, I also tried my hand at expanding my business interests. Built a small second ranch off on the other end of my property and rented it out. It didn't turn out to be a great investment in the long run, but it does allow me to sneak one more sex story into this chapter, because my first renter was a freak and a half, and the first time I came over to fix a leaky faucet, she was all over me. She was a failed student who just needed a cheap place to stay out of the weather while she figured out what to do with her life. I was more than happy to give her advice.

 

 

And other things.

 

 

Like I said, as a business venture, it didn't really pan out, but for one moment, it was fun as hell.