Mr. Rambunctious
On a slow Thursday night we met a guy new to the lifestyle and the club. Mr. Rambunctious. So much potential for so much fun.
Jack and I had never been to the Red Rooster on a Thursday before, so we didn’t know what to expect. Would it be busy or slow? Would we find someone to play with? We decided it didn’t matter. We always had fun, so we went.
I wore a bright pink button up shirt with a sexy white bra and black mini skirt. The shirt is one of my favorites. My tits keep it from buttoning all the way up, so it shows just enough to be sexy but classy. Jack wore grey pants and shirt with brown shoes and belt. He looked super sexy.
On the way to the club I told Jack I was feeling a little blah, not in the mood for anything specific. He said that was good for just going with the flow and seeing where the night would go. We got there just after opening as usual. The place was dead. I think there were five other people there. For the first hour we were the only couple.
Since upstairs is only open Friday and Saturday we wondered around to see if there were more people or anything going on. No luck, so we went outside for a little while. Back inside a young man immediately accosted us. We call him Rambunctious.
Rambunctious made me think of an energetic puppy running around like what’s next, what are we doing, what’s going on. Just way over the top. He said he was 27 years old, but he acted a lot younger. He was tall and thin, decent looking. We chatted and he sort of forced us into playing a game of pool. I watched while they played. I had forgotten how much I enjoy watching Jack play pool. There is something sexy about it. And I think the game is fun, I just don’t play pool.
Talking to Rambunctious we learned he had never been to any swingers club before and was completely new to playing. This was not necessarily a bad thing, but it does make me a little hesitant. New people sometimes don’t know the rules of the game. At the least, people we play with have to be polite and respectful of us. Rambunctious came on a little strong, but that wasn’t an automatic no either. He was definitely a possibility.
Not ten minutes after meeting, Rambunctious is telling us how he likes to cum on a woman’s face. I say it’s not my thing. No matter what I replied he kept pushing. When someone says they are not interested in something it’s okay to ask questions, but not okay to be pushy. The difference between curiosity and rudeness. Things were not going in his favor at the moment, but I wasn’t ready to say no yet.
When they were finished playing pool we ended up on the couches by the door to the hot tub. Jack and I sat
together and Rambunctious sat on the couch across from us. He asked questions about the club and we answered. We told him about the different rooms and areas. He wanted to see the group room so he and I walked over and I told him about some things we’d seen happen in there and that we played in there too. I was giving him a chance to show me some more manners and to flirt. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to play with him. Before playing with anyone we like to be sure they will be respectful of our boundaries. Most of the time this is not an issue at the club.
Back on the couches Rambunctious made his newness and inexperience clear. He did not have a condom. What man goes to a swingers club without condoms? I told him where the condom machine was so he could buy some. He was surprised he had to pay for his own. He was pushy and bordering on rude. The biggest thing against him was he would not talk to me except when Jack walked away.
The first time Jack walked away Rambunctious told me he wanted to get me in the group room. I told him wait, it was still early. The next time we were alone he told me he wanted to play with my feet and eat my pussy. He had a thing for feet. I told him not yet. He said, “You know you want to fuck me baby.” My only reply was, “Say it in front of Jack. We play together.” When I walked away to get a drink Jack told Rambunctious he was too much, needed to step back and slow down a little, just go with the night. It was good advice.
By now more people were at the club. Seems like Thursday nights get off to a slow start. When Jack went to the restroom and I was talking to Rambunctious another man walked up and sat down beside me. He immediately put his arm around me, pulling me close, and rubbed my ass while telling me I was beautiful. He said he had watched me all night. I smiled and was polite, but leaned away from him and hoped Jack would hurry up. The man was saying how he wanted to get me alone when Jack walked up. The stranger quickly got up and left the area. Sitting down next to me Jack asked who that was. I had no idea, but I was glad he was gone since he was too aggressive. Rambunctious excused himself to get a drink and we went outside to vape.
Jack asked me what I wanted, who I wanted. I said I wasn’t sure. Hopefully Rambunctious had learned something from the exchange with the stranger, that I was not interested in rudeness or pushy behavior. I was still interested in Rambunctious. He had potential to be fun, but there were things making me lean towards no. It wasn’t very nice, but I was keeping Rambunctious in reserve. Jack told me I could choose anyone I wanted except the stranger who had sat on the couch next to me. That man had pissed Jack off with being so forward and handsy. Grabbing me without asking is not okay. Jack used his veto authority on that man and I agreed. Zero interest in him. We went back inside and sat down on the couch.
Rambunctious wondered back over and said he’d gotten a taxi ride to the liquor store. That explained why he’d been gone so long. He had made the rounds in the building a couple times. I assume he was doing the same thing I was, holding us in reserve in case he couldn’t find any other action. Rambunctious told us how he enjoyed drinking and doing coke, smoking pot, and doing harder drugs. I don’t judge, but not the best first impression. Maybe save that for later. We don’t play with anyone we know is high or too drunk to give consent, but otherwise don’t really care what they do away from us.
Rambunctious asked me a question, but I don’t remember what. This was the point where I cut my losses on him. I had just decided a moment earlier I was not going to be playing with him that night. There were just too many negatives. And his idea of flirting was apparently to say he wanted to eat my pussy before fucking me. I know it’s a swingers club, but you still have to make an effort, whether you are male or female. He made no efforts, just wanted an easy fuck. Suddenly I was very disinterested. Rambunctious noticed. He said he was going to go see what else was going on and left. I knew I should have cut my losses earlier, but oh well.
I was about to tell Jack we should find a private room and have some fun of our own when a man walked up and asked if he could join us. We said yes and he sat down on the vacant couch across from us. He was friendly, articulate, clean cut, and not bad looking. Well dressed and polite, he made a great first impression. Jack asked him how long he’d been playing. He was not new and definitely knew what he was doing.
The chemistry between me and him was obvious almost immediately. The night suddenly had a lot more potential for fun times with someone new.
to be continued…
