Babysitting and Deception

Claire here.

The first time we did the whole swinging thing, we had a fortunate congruence of factors:  the child was away overnight (pre-scheduled and everything, which gave us a free pass to use the house to entertain), and we found a couple who wanted to have sex with us.  That was awesome.

Now to do this again we need to consider babysitting, or rather making sure our child does not know what is going on, including babysitting: I think we are just not crafty enough with it yet. 

After accommodating we didn't really think about tidying up beyond making sure that the condoms and sex toys were cleared up.  We forgot about the beer bottles and the wine glasses. The child is old enough to notice the number of beer bottles, and thought dad should have a massive hangover, especially as there were two wine glasses as well!.  Oooops. So, quick footwork on John's part, a few "ow's" throughout the day and all is forgotten, for now.

Now we have to figure out how to make such opportunities more regular without making anyone suspicious, including and most especially the child.

Which brings me to the dreaded sleepover.  This is one of those areas where I don't actually mind my sleep disturbed and my house invaded by noisy chocolate and crisp eating machines, even in small packs, especially if the trade off is our house available to entertain and not a one for one trade of nights.  John does not agree.  He hates sleepovers.  As a compromise,  we are having one child next weekend to help out that child's parents at somewhat sort notice in the hope, but not explicit statement, that they will take our child again soon.

I don't know what they are doing, but I am pretty sure they are not swingers. Pretty sure...