Last spring my husband and I were looking for an adults-only vacation to celebrate our tenth anniversary. I came across a « clothing optional lifestyle takeover cruise. » The materials talked about dance parties, clothing-optional areas, and playrooms, including a dungeon. We assumed « lifestyle » meant BDSM. It was only after we’d booked the trip that we realized it meant swingers. We figured we could still go, even though we didn’t plan to participate.
Leading up to the cruise, though, we got to know some of the other couples online and began to change our minds. It started with talk of me being interested in playing with other women and evolved into « Let’s just go for it and enjoy all this cruise has to offer. »
We really didn’t know what to expect when we got there, and were definitely surprised. Some people were completely nude, some just topless, some in tiny outfits, and some fully clothed. We kept our swimsuits on. No one seemed to mind, or even notice, what anyone else was or wasn’t wearing.
The first evening there was a toga/gods/goddesses party. My husband dressed as a Roman gladiator and I made a toga out of a sheer purple fabric. We danced with a couple we’d chatted with online, who were in white togas. We didn’t get naked, but there was some flashing and roaming hands. My husband and I are « full swap, » which means that we are okay with penetrative sex with other people, but their rules were stricter than ours..