An Intimate Life by Cheryl T. Cohen Greene

Author:Cheryl T. Cohen Greene
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781593764968
Publisher: Counterpoint Press
Published: 2018-05-15T16:00:00+00:00

On a brisk Saturday night a couple of weeks later, we left the kids with some friends and headed to Concord, a bedroom community about fifteen miles east of Berkeley, for our first swingers party. Michael, who rarely wore anything other than jeans and a T-shirt, donned a pair of dress pants and a button-down twill shirt. He even had combed back his hair. I remember thinking that my husband looked like he was going on a first date with a woman he wanted to impress.

It was easy to recognize the house where the party was being held because the driveway and the street in front of it were clogged with sedans. Michael maneuvered the yellow submarine behind a mammoth Lincoln and a red Chevy Impala. I wanted to grab his arm as we walked up to the front door, but instead I kept both my hands wedged into the pockets of my skirt.

Michael smoothed out his shirt before he rang the doorbell. Through the frosted glass of the door window the group of people standing in the foyer looked ghostly. I was trying to make out the ratio of men to women when our host opened the door. Her hair was styled in a beehive and lacquered into place. She wore a blue polyester jumper over a white blouse that tied into a huge bow at her neck. I could detect a change in her skin tone along her jaw where her heavy pancake makeup ended. She took our coats and my purse and led us into the sunken living room. I quickly scanned the crowd, which I judged almost immediately as decidedly unhip. If Michael expected a grotto of lolling bohemian beauties he had wildly miscalculated and I was tickled because of it.

I turned to say something to Michael and discovered he was already mingling. As I made my way through the crowd, several men, none of whom I found attractive, ogled me. I felt like I was being looked at like a new piece of meat. We were supposed to be scaling the heights of sexual adventurism and all I could think was, Is this how a new prison inmate feels?

I poured a glass of wine and pretended to examine our hosts’ record collection. As I flipped through the rows of LPs in the cabinet next to the stereo, a few intrepid men approached me, but I was about as welcoming as a dentist’s drill.

Many of the guests had paired off and were having sex on the shag-carpeted living room floor. As I pretended to read the back cover of a Neil Diamond record, I noticed Michael out of the corner of my eye chatting with the one woman in the crowd who was his type. She was tall and slender and her dark hair hung down just below her chin. She had a pointy nose and chiseled cheekbones.

“Having fun?”

I looked away from Michael and found our host standing next to me.

“Oh yes. It’s great. Thanks for having us.

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