The Red Shoes - Alison's Story (Erotic Romance) (The Naughty Nights House Party Series) by Sophie Shearer

Chapter 1
     
    Although
she was as anxious as a turkey at Christmas, Alison still felt a shiver of
anticipation as Dominic knocked sharply on the door of the grand looking house.
Would she be able to go through with it; would she be able to have sex with a
stranger?
    She
was still not convinced this was the right way to go about solving her most
intimate problem. But, in a moment of wine induced bravado, she had agreed to
be Dominic’s partner for tonight and it was far too late to back out now. So
she took a deep breath to steady herself, grabbed his arm and waited; all the
while trying to look calm and confident but, she suspected, failing miserably.
    The
door was opened by a tall, smiling woman with blonde hair casually twisted and
pinned to the back of her head. She looked stunning in a beautiful
figure-hugging, champagne coloured dress with matching satin stilettos, a long
string of pearls and pearl stud earrings. The slinky fabric of the dress made
it very obvious the woman was not wearing any underwear, but if she’d had a
figure like that Alison knew she would be happy to flaunt it too. Instead she
was brunette, short, and maybe just a few pounds heavier than she would have
liked.  
    “Welcome
to our party” the woman said throwing the door open wide. “Come in and help
yourself to a drink. Is this your first time?”
    As
they stepped into the impressive hall the woman took the printed invitation Dominic
offered and closed the door behind them.
    Alison
looked at Dominic who grinned at her and said, “No, my first time was Geoff and
Marina’s party last month and I have my invitation for next month, but it is Alison’s
first time though”.
    “Are
you staying the weekend?” the woman asked.
    “No,
we can only stay for the evening”, Dominic replied.
    “Great,
you’ve been before so you know how everything works,” she said to Dominic
without even acknowledging Alison. “I’m Jenny, grab yourselves a glass of wine,
enjoy yourselves and just ask if you need anything. Oh, one more thing, the
rooms on the second floor are reserved for weekend guests but evening guests
are welcome to use the rooms on the first floor. The Play Room is down the hall
if you’d like to join in.”
    A
loud rap on the door made Alison jump; Jenny excused herself and went to open
it.
    More
guests; this place is going to be packed, thought Alison as she wondered just
how many rooms this grand looking house had.
    “What
is the Play Room?” whispered Alison to Dominic.
    “It’s
the room where lots of people have fun together; we won’t be going in there,”
he replied “unless you want to…”
    “No
thanks,” she said hastily, “I don’t think I’m ready for group stuff just yet.”
    If
anyone had told her that she would be going to a Swingers party - ever – Alison
would have thought they had lost their mind. She had even had to look up the
definition in the dictionary to be absolutely sure she knew what one was.
    (Swinger:
somebody who lives an unconventional and hedonistic life, especially somebody
who exchanges sexual partners with others.)
    As
far as going to a Swingers party with a man she had only known a short time –
well, that was just madness. But here she was.

Chapter 2
     
    Andrew,
Alison’s husband of nearly 25 years, had died in a head-on car crash nearly 18
months ago. Dominic, who had been a friend and colleague of Andrew’s, had been
at the funeral. She vaguely remembered him as a pleasant and very attractive
man who she had met briefly at some of the business and golf functions she had
attended with Andrew. It appeared Dominic had shared Andrew’s passion for both
work and golf. They’d barely exchanged pleasantries at the funeral and Alison
had not given him another thought.
    It
had taken her longer than she had imagined to come to terms with her widowed
status; she missed him terribly for the first year. Alison missed the
familiarity of her life with Andrew; missed being part of a couple. She