Brenda felt Kyle's hand touching her soft inner thigh, inches from her panties. He kissed her and then lightly nibbled her neck. His nose nudged her diamond necklace which caused the jewels to brush over Brenda's collarbone. Her shoulders were bare except for the thin straps holding her dress. The cool air in the garden blowing over her naked arms brought goose-bumps to her skin. Kyle's hand rubbed her stocking covered leg, sliding up and down and then returning to the bare skin above her stocking-tops. Her skin was so soft there and Kyle was enthralled with the delicate area so close to Brenda's pleasure center.
Kyle pulled one of the straps of Brenda's dress over her shoulder and bared one of her breasts. She had removed her bra earlier, saying it was too tight, but inviting Kyle's attention to her jiggling breasts which were highlighted by her sharp nipples poking through the material of her dress.
Fortunately, Brenda's daughter Jennifer had not seen her mother after she had removed her bra and consumed a significant quantity of champagne and let loose the partying woman that rarely emerged from Brenda's conservative demeanor. Brenda gave a brief thought to her daughter, by now in the hotel room with her new husband Preston, having her first post-marital sex. Her intuition told her that her daughter enjoyed sex, even craved it like Brenda did. She had explained the 'facts of life' to her daughter but had recently come to the realization that her daughter knew a few more 'facts' than her mother. It seemed to be a family trait. Brenda's sisters had all been 'respectable' sluts and her mother had gone through three husbands and a number of affairs.
Kyle's lips on Brenda's breast refocused her attention on her lover. They were in a garden behind the venue for the wedding reception, the country club of the groom's parents. She and Kyle had found a bench in an obscure corner of the garden and had begun necking. They had a room in the nearby hotel, but couldn't wait after an evening of flirting with each other and performing for the voyeurs among the many guests at the wedding.
Brenda's husband Bob could see them from a patio overlooking the garden. He had been watching Brenda and had found a spot on the patio that overlooked the garden. Bob was sitting on a chair with Teresa. He was watching his wife with Kyle while fondling Teresa's breasts beneath her dress and bra. He rolled her nipples between his fingers, flicking the hard little nubs with his thumb. Teresa had large breasts, larger than Brenda's and Bob was enjoying the treat of handling her big tits.
Bob could see that Brenda's dress had been pulled down and her breasts were visible in the dim light reflections of the garden.
Teresa whispered in his ear, "You like seeing another man making love to your wife, don't you? He's going to strip her naked and put his cock in her tonight. She's going to let him do anything he wants with her."
She was right. Bob's cock was rock-hard. He'd always gotten aroused watching his wife flirt with other men. A few times, she had kissed and necked with other guys at parties. One time, Bob's old Navy friend had stripped Brenda to the waist and feasted on her luscious breasts. The guy had put his hand in her pants and fingered Brenda's pussy before the other guy's wife had stopped things from going further. Bob had his hand in the other wife's pussy too. They had stopped just short of a full swap.
Teresa asked Bob, "How about I suck your cock which you watch your wife?" Teresa knelt before Bob and unzipped his fly, freeing his stiff dick. She took his manhood into her mouth and Bob reveled in the unmatched sensation of having his prick in a woman's mouth.
Teresa was not bothered by Bob watching his wife, another woman. Teresa was divorced and was just looking to have fun in life. She'd had enough of emotional commitment with her marriage and five children. The kids were grown and the husband was gone. Bob was well-off and wasn't looking for commitment either. He just liked getting laid and having fun. She really liked him.
Now, to clarify the situation. Bob and Brenda were not swingers or anything. They had been separated for over a year. They had not seen each other for ten months prior to their daughter's wedding. After thirty years of marriage, they had grown apart, found themselves arguing frequently. Bob was occupied by his career. The kids were grown and gone. They hadn't adapted to the 'empty nest' transition in their lives. When Bob had an affair with his secretary, it was the last straw. Their sex lives had grown stale. Bob had wanted to try swinging, but Brenda was never comfortable with any of the prospective partners. They had agreed on financial arrangements. Bob retained his medical care coverage for his wife. Bob had been the sole breadwinner for most of the marriage while Brenda raised their four children. They were still friendly and hadn't aggressively pursued divorce. It was too much hassle and neither of them were looking for new partners. They still cared for each other. They had texted (exes who texted) and talked on the phone, but hadn't seen each other until the rehearsal dinner the night before their youngest daughter's wedding.
After the separation, Brenda did not date anyone for quite a while. Then, she went out with a few guys who she thought were too eager to get her in bed. Recently, she had found someone interesting in Kyle, a guy she had met through her sister. Their relationship had evolved to where they were frequently having sex. They still lived apart, but Brenda would spend one or two nights per week in Kyle's bed. After reluctance to try a new partner, she had unleashed her inner desires and found she really liked having sex with Kyle. When Bob probed her about who she was seeing, she found herself teasing her almost-ex-husband about it, revealing salacious details without telling him everything.
Bob, being a well-off businessman and an extrovert, had no trouble finding sexual partners. He had bedded a number of women, including his secretary, of course. He'd found Teresa through a friend and was having all sorts of sex with her. She was wonderful lover, willing to try just-about anything. They'd even had a threesome with one of her female friends. The two women just about ruined Bob's face and his dick with their hungry pussies.
At the rehearsal dinner the previous evening, Bob and Brenda were at separate tables, but they talked before and after dinner.
When the two women were introduced, Brenda gave Teresa a good look-over. She was nice but later Brenda asked Bob, "Is she better in bed that I am? Does she like to suck your cock?"
He laughed and said, "She's quite adept at blow-jobs, but her tits aren't as nice as yours."
He asked her, "Is what's-his-name keeping your pussy satisfied?"
She replied, "Oh yes. He likes to eat me. You remember how I like to have my pussy licked."
He pointed to his nearly bald head and said, "I went bald rubbing my face and head in your little treasure box."
She said, "You were pretty good."
"Want an encore performance sometime?"
She said, "That's tempting. Your best skill was eating my cunt."
He laughed and said, "I'm glad there was one thing I did that you liked."
A bit later, they connected again at the bar. Bob asked her how she was doing. "Are you going home with what's-his-name?"
She said, "We are staying in the hotel tonight."
Bob asked, "I guess you've gotten over your reluctance to try other men?"
She said, "I've had to. Vibrators can't match the real thing between my legs."
"They don't have a dildo with a tongue, do they?"
She laughed, "Why don't you invent one. You'd be a millionaire."
He asked, "I hope he satisfies you."
She asked, "Really, I thought you'd be jealous of another guy putting his dick in your wife."
"Ex-wife."
"Not officially." Then she said, "He has a bigger cock than you."
"Bullshit!"
She remembered that Bob had occasionally wondered if his cock was big enough to satisfy her. It was, but she would tease him about it. "His cock must be twelve inches long. It's twice as big as yours and if this (She held her finger three inches apart) is six inches, then he is twelve inches easily."
"I don't believe it. You're telling me your pussy can handle twelve inches."
