My response to their question was a resounding, Hell-Yes! It would give me a little more time to spend with Stephanie. The fact that there would be 3 other naked women at their house was icing on the cake. The e-mail indicated that Steph would be dropped off at the bar waiting for me, while Tom stayed home entertaining their friends, until we showed up.
I drove the hour up to the same hotel bar near their house on the interstate. My mind wandered back to our first encounter. I could feel a stirring in my pants. The anticipation of being with Steph, was also having an effect on me. That stirring turned into the beginning of an erection. Fortunately, I was able to control my emotions as I pulled into a parking space.
I walked into the bar and immediately saw her. Hell, Stevie Wonder could have seen her. Steph was on a barstool holding the attention of the bartender, a guy to her left, and a guy standing a little behind her. The cocktail dress she was wearing had a slit that began near her waist. Her entire right leg, from the top of her hip, along her thigh, right down to her ankle was exposed. Both of her shoulders and arms were uncovered, as well.
"Am I interrupting?" I asked. Steph turned and sprang off the bar stool into my arms. We held each other tightly. I could smell a strong scent of strawberries. Our lips met. This was not a family type hug and peck, there was meaning behind this kiss and embrace. When we separated I could taste her pink, strawberry lipstick.
Looking at her, I now knew why the men in the lounge were buzzing around her like bees near a hive. The entire front of her dress was open! Her nipples were the only part of her magnificent chest that couldn't be seen. Under her throat was a large decorative button that fastened pieces of material from the back and from the front. Below her belly button was another matching button, functioning the same way. There was nothing in between those buttons, but skin.
"How is this possible?" I asked, pointing to her tits.
"My nipples are taped to the material inside the dress. I had to do that, otherwise after a few steps one or both of my girls would be making a bigger appearance," she said with a laugh.
We ordered a couple of drinks and sat at a table. "You look amazing," I said. "You left a lasting impression on me. It's been very easy to get a hard-on, thinking about the last time we were together. I can honestly say that you are without a doubt the most sensuous woman I know. For the record, I would say that even if we hadn't had sex with each other."
Grabbing my hand an squeezing it lightly, she responded, "You made me feel good about myself. I dress a lot more sexy than I did before we met. I only wear panties, when there's a need. I've stopped wearing bras. Tommy gets blown at least once a day. He sometimes has a hard time, pardon the pun, keeping up with me. I think about you a lot, especially the tender way you made love to me. It doesn't take me long to have an orgasm, when I rub my clit and think about the way you fucked me in front of Tommy."
Steph continued, "Speaking of Tommy, he thought it would be a good Idea that we spend some time together. We have a room. There are ice cubes in a bucket and a bottle of scotch waiting for us. We've got plenty of time before we go home. One of the couples is running a little late. Come on, let's go."
She grabbed my hand, just like 3 months ago, and we walked to the elevators. Every eye in the bar was on her, and with each step she squeezed my hand a little tighter. Once inside the elevator, she pushed the floor button and threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. She didn't crush her chest against me, she just melted in my arms. I could feel her heartbeat on my chest. There was no need for any extra touching or groping. We both new what was in store for us, once we closed the door to our room.
Standing in front of me near the bed, Steph once again kissed me. I could have been content holding her like this, while our tongues renewed the same sensations we experienced a few months ago. She broke the embrace and with hands quicker than David Copperfield's, the 2 front buttons and the one on her waist came undone. Steph's cocktail dress cascaded silently to the floor. Her 69 year old body can only be described as stunning. She looked like she had lost some weight. Her hips still flared out, but not as much as the last time I saw her. The area between her legs was completely hairless. Her pussy was smooth and inviting. "You like?" she asked. I just nodded.
Once again, she stepped into my arms and began kissing me. This time with light sensual pecks on my lips. My hands explored her her hips and ass. Her breathing quickened, and she let out almost inaudible sighs when I ran my hands along the outside of her tits and across her nipples. Our tongues danced inside each other's mouth. She ran her tongue along my upper and lower lip, then forcefully pressed her lips to mine.