Oh my god. There it was in the middle of the room - almost the exact chair she had dreamed up when she had gotten a pedicure a couple of months ago.
She had been so relaxed in her massage chair at the salon, and the lady across from her was, too. She watched her fellow customer's very natural and very large tits vibrating with the motion. She tried not to stare but it was more than a bit mesmerizing. No wonder so many men are obsessed with them, she thought. It was fairly stimulating to watch and she hoped the woman hadn't noticed. Or if she had, that she didn't mind the attention.
As she sat there in a slightly aroused state, her mind drifted to the possibilities. A chair like that, with a bit of modification for the kind of activities she had in mind, could be very useful in a more intimate setting. Instead of a regular seat, perhaps a split seat with extensions for her legs that could be spread apart and perhaps arm rests that spread apart, too. And now, here it was in the room where she found herself with her husband.
They enjoyed a healthy and very satisfying sex life. He was an incredibly generous lover and took his greatest pleasure in her pleasure. She hoped she didn't take that for granted. He was the kind of lover she had always hoped for and more. She knew many women who would gladly take her place if given the opportunity and she did not want to willingly give anyone that chance. Fantasy was something they both enjoyed and they occasionally brought some of it into reality. Well, at least partially. Tonight, they were taking a huge step at the swinger's club they had found in a town quite a few miles from where they lived. Thankfully, anonymity was important to everyone there. Mardi Gras style masks were worn by most of the guests. One of the hosts was giving them a brief tour before they joined in and they had just stepped into the last room he was showing them.
She found it hard to believe she was really seeing what she had dreamed up that day. Apparently, she was far from alone in her massage chair fantasy. Excitement and arousal began to build as she thought of the possibilities. Her pupils dilated and her clit began to swell as she saw in her mind's eye what she hoped would happen there tonight. Her husband noticed her mouth parted slightly and her increased breathing and she saw the noticeable bulge in the loose shorts he was wearing. It always gave her a thrill when his dick started to swell; definitely a sight to see.
As they made their way back to the front of the club, her husband whispered into her ear. "I saw your reaction to that chair," he said. "Think you might be interested in trying it out tonight?"
She smiled in response and said, "I sure would, if we can find some willing partners!" He grinned and gave that laugh she loved to hear. They took a seat at a table in the bar area and ordered drinks. While they waited, they took in the scenery around them. There were a number of couples and a few single women. She had read before that most clubs didn't admit single men. For that she was glad. She had some ideas that included other women for her husband. Maybe tonight they'd get to experience that as well.
Their drinks came and as they sipped them several people stopped by their table and introduced themselves, giving names she was sure weren't their real ones. Even with masks, others could tell they were a new couple. Her husband was cool as a cucumber, but her nervousness was probably showing. Everyone they met was as nice as could be and before long she was feeling more at ease. Most of the other guests seemed familiar and intimate with each other. As time passed, the dance floor began to fill up and with the alcohol flowing freely there was quite a bit of touching and kissing as the beat of the music pulsed through the crowd.
Suddenly, a man appeared at her side and asked if she'd like to dance. She turned to her husband with a questioning look and he nodded, giving her the go ahead. She let the man lead her to the dance floor and noticed that he made sure to keep them in full view of her table. As they started to move with the music, she saw a woman slip into her vacated seat at the booth and lean in close to chat with her husband. The attractive stranger had on a very low-cut top with beautiful fleshy breasts spilling out of it. The man she was dancing with turned her around so she was facing their table and she watched intently as her husband openly admired the view in front of him. It was obvious he was enjoying the conversation as well. She couldn't tell from a distance but felt quite sure that the rise she liked to see was happening under the table.
As she swayed with the music, her dance partner moved in close behind her. He put his hands on her hips and pulled her against him. It was immediately obvious that her husband wasn't the only one getting hard. Her partner ground his swollen cock against her ass as she reached behind and pulled him tight against her. She could feel her body responding and felt a familiar wetness building in her panties.
There were other displays going on around them on the dance floor which only increased the level of sexual excitement she was feeling. One girl wearing a tube top had intentionally let it slip down and was being felt up by everyone around her as she danced with her arms over her head. When the woman passed in front of them, she took her turn. It was the first time she had ever touched another woman like that and she hoped it wouldn't be her last. The girl's tits were absolutely perfect and she wanted to slide her tongue over them again and again. She felt sure that was going to happen tonight.
