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Day in the Life of a Swinger: Comedy of Errors and Ecstasy
Ever wonder what itโs like to live the life of a swinger? Well, let us take you on a journey, one full of excitement, questionable decision making, and enough situational comedy to make even the most veteran sitcom writers blush. Letโs look at a comical day in the life of a swinger.
8:00 AM โ The Morning Aftermath
We wake up tangled in a mess of satin sheets, three pillows on the floor, and a faint scent of coconut massage oil in the air. My phone is flashing with notifications, and the first thing that runs across my mind is: Did I leave my pants at the club?
I glance over and see someone, who is sleeping peacefully, unaware that our house now looks like a mix between an high-end boutique hotel and a crime scene. Thereโs an empty wine glass balancing impressively on the nightstand, a stray feather boa draped over a lamp, and is that a pair of handcuffs stuck on the ceiling fan. How did those get there?
9:00 AM โ The Breakfast Debrief
We stumble to the kitchen for some much needed coffee and the mandatory post party recap.
Steven: โSoโฆ did we actually meet that couple, or did I dream the whole thing?โ
Ember Shell: โWe met them. We danced. You accidentally knocked over someoneโs drink while trying to demonstrate your โsignature move.โโ
Steven: โAh yes. The โI think Iโm a male stripperโ move, Always a crowd pleaser.โ
Ember Shell: โUntil you hit the DJ booth.โ
We scroll through our phone messages from last night. A few โHad a great time!โ texts, one cryptic โWe should talk about that thingโฆโ message (yikes), and a friend request from someone named โHotCarl69.โ That could go either way.
12:00 PM โ The Gym (aka Damage Control)
After a weekend of whiskey and dancing, We convince ourselves that a trip to the gym will erase our sins. We step onto the treadmill and immediately regret every decision Weโve ever made. The mirror in front of us reveals the unmistakable signs of a night well spent, slightly smudged eyeliner, a faint glitter residue on my collarbone, and a suspicious bruise in the shape ofโฆ is that a handprint on her ass?
A friendly but too observant trainer walks by.
โBig night?โ
We nod. โSomething like that.โ
2:00 PM โ The Grocery Store Incident

I would bet every swinger knows the struggle of navigating a grocery store post play party. First, thereโs the awkwardness of running into people you know but arenโt sure how you know them. Case in point: I make eye contact with a woman in the produce aisle. We exchange polite nods, and suddenly, I have a flashback.
Thatโs the woman who gave me a sensual shoulder massage in the hot tub last night.
Now weโre both staring at the bananas, avoiding eye contact, while our partners pretend to have a debate on the merits of organic vs. regular eggs.
5:00 PM โ The Group Chat Chaos
Swinger group chats are a fascinating blend of scheduling, flirting, and logistical nightmares.
โข Someone is suggesting a theme for the next event (โWhat about a Pajama Party?โ)
โข Another person is still confused about whether the Jacuzzi was actually clothing optional
โข Someone else is trying to track down a lost earring (likely swallowed by a couch cushion at this point)
After 20 minutes of scrolling, We realize Weโve somehow volunteered to host next monthโs meet & greet. Excellent. Time to order another gallon tub of lube.
8:00 PM โ The Netflix & Negotiation
Swinger life isnโt all parties and play. Sometimes, itโs a quiet night on the couch, debating what to watch.
Steven: โWhat about a documentary?โ
Ember Shell: โI donโt want to watch something heavy.โ
Steven: โRom-com?โ
Ember Shell: โEh.โ
Steven: โWhat about that new lifestyle podcast?โ
Ember Shell: โNo! We live it, we donโt need to watch it.โ
After 15 minutes of scrolling, we settle on something neither of us will actually watch because weโll be on our phones responding to texts like:
โHey, whatโs your availability next weekend? Weโre thinking sushi and shenanigans.โ
11:00 PM โ Sleepโฆ Or Not?
We get into bed, ready to call it a night. Just as I start dozing off, my phone vibrates. Itโs a late night text from a unicorn we met a few weeks ago.
Them: โHey, I was just thinking about you two. What are you up to?โ
I look at my Shell. Shell looks at me.
Guess this day isnโt over just yet.
Moral of the story?
Life as a swinger is a wild mix of romance, comedy, and mild chaos. But would I trade it? Not for all the feather boas, banana aisle encounters, or accidentally scheduled events in the world.
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