Ironically the OP has ghosted this thread...
When we initially got on here, we were approached by a couple. From the beginning we really knew it was going to go nowhere. They weren’t really our type but we decided to use it as a ‘learning’ experience. They were new - slightly not so new as we would find out over dinner. We talked and they asked if we wanted to go out again to a strip club. We were like sure. The female was extremely paranoid about being seen out to dinner with another couple (apparently no one else but swingers do that <roll eyes>).
So we go out to a strip club with them, so she wouldn’t possibly be seen by her daughter’s boyfriend we went not to a club 30 minutes away because it was in the same town as the boyfriend, but to a club an hour away. Ok whatever... we get there Izzy and I are having a great time. Chatting and tipping with the dancers and we start to notice something is not right. We are sitting around talking, watching... and Izzy is trying to get my attention. I look over and the other husband is staring at Izzy and trying to hold and stroke her hand. I’m like — ok... the wife is looking and she doesn’t look all that ‘happy’. Now.. kind you I wasn't attracted to her at all and her paranoia wasn’t adding to anything that would make me want to start making out with her. I looked at Izzy and said ooo look at that dancer, grabbed her and we went to some seats by the front of the stage. She was like thank you and the dancer asked what happened and we explained how we were on a swinger date but we are really not into them and we think they are fighting or something. The dancer laughed. Said tell them I told you to hang out till they closed so she could take us home to have fun with her roommate and her. We all got a chuckle out of there and I got a chubbie because she was kind of hot.
We go back to our seats and it looks like we might have broken up an argument. Half hour later I see an old hoss walk in. He didn’t see me but I pointed out to the group and immediately she wants to leave...ok it’s 1am I guess time to leave.
Ride home I’m cracking jokes and then she asks if we would want to go out again? We’re like sure text us. Next weekend she texts and we make an excuse, she kept texting. We decided since we weren’t into them, Nothing was going to change and she wasn’t relenting and we didn’t want to just say “hey we’re not into you at all, so let’s go our separate ways” we decided it was best to just ghost them.
In hind thoughts we should have been honest with them. We both feel like shit for ghosting but at the time it just made sense to us. Don’t judge....