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The DJ Play's good music and really heats it up after the 11 oclock hr. A few seconds later, a buxom blond in a barely there, blue-and-orange cheerleader getup and cowboy hat sauntered by with a stubble-faced male companion. Our upscale amenities include: gourmet dinner buffets, valet parking, 3 full service bars, dancing to a live DJ, large open play rooms, private rooms, lockers with locks, towels and more.

Better music, adhearing to a Satruday night dress code, this place would be the best anywhere. The new club is nicely done except for a continued shortage of bathrooms which makes the above clean comment a bit dubious by late in the evening. Nice joint - not.

Connect. Discover. Share. - The new club is nicely done except for a continued shortage of bathrooms which makes the above clean comment a bit dubious by late in the evening.

Clad in a black bra that barely concealed her astonishing rack, the woman carried drinks over to her husband, a lanky gent with graying hair who was seated on a couch in the VIP section. Probably in her late 50s, she appeared much younger: bleached-blond hair; tanned, tight skin; a few surgical enhancements. A black thong accentuated her assets. Soon the top came off. It was around 9 p. My friends Barbie, a beautiful blond, and Beard, who's furry-faced and broad-shouldered and I must have looked like wide-eyed newbies. I was glad when the lovely Marisa snatched us up under her wing. She gave us a quick tour of the club, including a walk around the temporarily empty back area. Here's how it works: Trapeze is divided into two sections, with a coed locker room in between. The front part of the club looks like most swanky nightclubs in South Florida except for the TVs showing porn. Patrons generally eat and drink and dance for a while before retiring to the back area. The backroom is spectacularly laid out with vinyl-covered mattresses, private rooms, and curtained alcoves that are meant to be peeked into. Marisa explained that there is a singles side and a couples side. Each had four mattresses pushed together and several couches. There's a bar in the middle, with a beautiful bartender catering to anyone who may build up a thirst. You can't go to the backroom in your clothes; you have to first get a locker and dress down to a crisp white towel. Some people use them; some don't. They will then either pull that person in or ignore them. Ignoring means they are either too enthralled with what they are doing or not interested. They must also fill out some basic paperwork. On top of that, each night has a user fee that covers all the in-club amenities. Because members are not expected to carry wallets or purses around when naked, they tip the bartenders on the way out. Marisa says that the club has about 10,000 members and that 150 to 200 couples attend on an average night. After we'd seen the place in its pregame state, Marisa escorted us to the decadent buffet, replete with pecan-crusted salmon, spinach-stuffed chicken, orzo pasta, multiple salads, and a chocolate fountain. We ate at an L-shaped dining table surrounded by taupe curtains, mirrored walls, and white chandeliers. A few seconds later, a buxom blond in a barely there, blue-and-orange cheerleader getup and cowboy hat sauntered by with a stubble-faced male companion. They sat intimately at a nearby table. Around Thanksgiving is Pornucopia, where we give out free porn DVDs. Around Christmas, we'll have our 'Merry Sexmas' party. Oh, and we have about five Halloween parties, including the Black Widow's Ball and Ghouls Gone Wild. By then, we were deep into the bottle of Crown we'd brought along. See, because it's a private club, Trapeze is Bring Your Own Booze, which works out marvelously. You give your bottle to the corset-clad bartenders, and they mix drinks for you all night long. I looked at the bottom of my glass, which was all too visible, and decided to mosey over for a second round. Little Al, one of the managers, who happens to be buddies with Ron Jeremy, introduced us to Tony on our way to the bar. Tony was a dark-haired, middle-aged gentleman with a delectable, petite wife. This is a lifestyle, and your teacher, lawyer, doctor, or whomever could be one of us. You'll see more affection between husbands and wives here than anywhere else. I can be completely honest and open with my wife. I'm not going to ever cheat on her. Besides, seeing my wife with another woman is a great takeaway. A trim brunet had lost her shirt and bra completely, and she and her perky handfuls were busy dancing intimately with a woman who'd stripped to her bra. A very large man ground two minidress-clad ladies. Beside us, a guy feverishly made out with his wife — while spasmodically fondling a different woman's tits. We polished off our bottle of Crown and moved onto Marisa's husband's bottle of Malibu rum. Now we were beginning to see sweaty but very cheerful men and women dart back and forth among the bar, the bathrooms, and That Other Room. After an hour, we had the dance floor to ourselves — most others had abandoned the properness of the main club and retired to the backroom. We returned to the bar. Now we were consuming the Bacardi someone had left from a previous night. We were warned that soon the club would be serving breakfast. Sex makes people hungry. The blond birthday girl in the black thong came up behind Beard. While conversing with me, she began rubbing her chest on his back. He didn't hate it. The carving station became a gourmet omelet station. Where there were once salmon and chicken there were now roasted potatoes and French toast. There is a strict no-nudity policy around the food. A few couples, their clothes back on, stopped for munchies before heading home for the night. Barbie insisted that we at least peek into the backroom. You have successfully signed up for your selected newsletter s - please keep an eye on your mailbox, we're movin' in! A few drinks later, Beard, Barbie, and I were standing just outside the sex room, near the lockers. Long story short: There are a number of reasons we will never forget that night. Trapeze was posh, welcoming, and fun. Beach-bodied babes laughed along big-boned scene veterans. Couples smiled and held hands. And more than most places around here, everyone seemed to have a genuinely good time. Also: There was an orgy.

Their reasoning is if she's there at Trap she just going to fall on her back and spread her legs for these idiots. The Food is 4 star, its worth going just for dinner. That is our only complaint ever about our between at Trapeze. We love Trap--go 3 times a week--Ian just DOES NOT GET IT!. Besides, seeing my wife with another woman is a great takeaway. They were pretty harmless. Parts of the back were once again too bright for our taste. He didn't hate it. Between Thanksgiving is Pornucopia, where we give out free porn DVDs. But at times so are we as couples are being disrespectful to you, because we trapeze swingers club come over to the singles side and take the rooms set aside for you to have fun with couples or single ladies.