A few weeks ago we decided to have a small gathering to celebrate our anniversary.  While we were checking in to the hotel suite we rented for the occasion, we got a call from our closest vanilla friends.  They wanted to g out to dinner.  We explained that we couldn’t, because we were hosting a party.  Now, we go out to dinner about once a week or so with these friends, and while we we aren’t blatant about the lifestyle with them, we also don’t really tell them details either.  We may tell them we went to a party or a club, but no details of what went on at said gathering.  And they have never really asked for more details.  So, they were a little offended that we would have a party and not invite them.  My husband explained what would be happening at the party- and they were fine with not being invited, but their curiosity was piqued.

Later that week we went to dinner with them and discussed our local “social” club.  It was decided that they would be interested in tagging along with us for our next trip.  Questions were asked and answered about what to expect from this club, what to wear, etc.  We told them they could leave at any time if they ever felt uncomfortable, etc.  I assured them that I was very, very nervous on my first trip to the club, and I still feel sort of like a fish out of water if we go to the club on a night when no one we know is attending.

 Turns out, they had a blast!  We were fortunate that we had some other friends attending that evening, and everyone went out of their way to make our friends feel comfortable, which I really appreciated.  They are certainly not ready to swing yet, and may never get to that point, but they really enjoyed the relaxed atmosphere.  How could anyone not have fun at a club where there is porn playing in the background, women walking around in various states of undress, people decidedly enjoying themselves in out-of-the-way-places, and great music?  They told us later they are very interested in returning.

Which got the husband and I talking…  If you are a regular at a social club, you are no longer really “Vanilla” anymore, so what does that make you?  We decided maybe  they were French Vanilla.  Which threw me in to fits of giggles.  We know another couple where she used to play, then fell in love with an ultra conservative guy.  He is crazy for her, and would do just about anything for her… so I think it’s only a matter of time BUT… until then, are they Neopolitan?  Chocolate and Vanilla in happy harmony with a bit of Strawberry in the middle to ease the transition?  We recently met a few couples who are certainly World Class Chocolate.  And I’ve known a few that were Rocky Road too… I could keep going, but I’m sure you get the idea!