That night, Adrien and I dove headfirst into the den of a swingers’ club, a place reeking of sex, sweat, and unspoken promises of debauchery. My clit throbbed with anticipation, a liquid fire pooling between my thighs. The dim lights licked at barely-clad bodies—tits swaying, cocks hardening under hungry gazes. We settled near a pool table, the balls clacking like slaps on naked skin. Adrien, his…