The Swinging Lifestyle...Really?

My wife and I just returned from a long weekend in the Palm Springs area. After flying into the Ontario airport (ONT), renting a crappy 'full size' car, and driving 75 minutes through the desert and past the hundreds of enormous electricity generating windmills, we found our way to Palm Desert and our destination.

We stayed at a 'resort' called Sea Mountain Inn (SMI). It's not your typical resort or spa. See, it's an anything goes kind of place.

Swingers
Lifestylers
Nudists
Clothing Optional-ists

You see, SMI is all of these. There's a motel sized swimming pool. located in the interior of a complex which is completely out of view from the outside. By way of walls and the placement of the 15 hotel rooms, the courtyard of SMI has over 60 lounge chair set up among palm trees, near the pool, outside the 'club' area, and around the jacuzzi. The key here is complete isolation from the outside world (which is judgemental and frankly, has decency laws) and a complete sense of privacy when inside (SMI is technically a members only club, which allows its activities).

Did my wife and I lay out in the sun naked? You bet. That's the best part of these places (we've been to one other in Mexico). Did we swing or otherwise engage in 'the lifestyle?' Absolutely not. We stuck with each other. Granted, we may have gotten a little frisky outside where others could see us, but that's a far cry from the extremes I witnessed. Full blown orgies. Lots of exhibitionism (this one woman from Jersy loved to scream and moan). As I mentioned, SMI has 15 rooms (where we stayed for 3 nights), but most of the guests come for the day/night and don't spend the night.

We actually went to SMI with an open mind. Even though we've never 'swung' in our marriage, we figured that if something came up that we were comfortable with, we'd experiment.  At SMI, this never happened. Never came close. We just didn't click with anyone there - we didn't feel comfortable just being there without any agenda. It was obvious that others were trying to get it on, and the conversations sprouted among those kindred spirits. Even though there's never any pressure to do what you're not comfortable with, people move on to find others who are.

Because of this, and because I couldn't see hanging in the jacuzzi while orgies would be occurring just inside the 'club' on the big round bed that takes up a third of the floor space, my wife and I got dressed up and went out in our rented car to one of the local Indian casinos. We did this each night we were there.

I could go on to describe all the sex acts I witnessed (most of which invited an audience as part of the fetish), but I won't. These were, for the most part, average looking folks. No hotties - not a live version of a porn movie (those participants these days are attractive at least).

However, what I will get to in a future post is an evening spent at the nearby Agua Caliente Casino and the married couple we met there, and hung out with there. Irony isn't without a sense of humor.