swing for life

Joan used to go to the local dance when she was in her dating prime and at the end of the night she would have a kiss and a cuddle with her date but never took it any further, Joan lived in a small village and the Friday night Dance was at the local village hall, it was a very old fashioned village, as most farming villages were, they families in the area had strict values, girls should not start Dating till they had left school and no sex before marriage, all that was allowed was what Joan did which was a kiss and a Cuddle at the end of the night, how boring Joan used to think to herself.

Joan had told herself many times as soon as she could get out of this village she would, she did really well at school so that she could go to college and get a job in the nearest town or even the city she didn’t care how far away from the village she was the further away the better as far as she was concerned.

The time came when she moved away to university it was a whole new world to her there was no Friday night dance at the village hall and dating was a word not commonly used here the one thing she did miss was having a cuddle, although contact with others wasn't an issue she had many offers by guys and but she had started with a group of friends going to a night club where they held a night out for swingers, Joan had no idea what a swinger was so was totally in shock when she arrived at the club to see everyone walking round in towels or sexy lingerie, this was a long way from life in the village but Joan didn't mind one bit, within a couple of weeks of going to the club she had grown to like the Swingers way of life, but she knew that she could never go home to the village and tell them about what she was up to for a start they would disown her this had to be her little secret.