He felt the bass pounding from the club's speakers all the way in the bathroom where he stood washing his hands at the dirty sink. Looking himself over in the mirror he fixed his tousled hair. It was matted to the back of his neck from dancing and sweating on the packed dance floor.
This was their first time here. She'd wanted to go someplace out of town, someplace where they'd never been. Most importantly, someplace they wouldn't be recognized. They'd found this place, The Inferno.
Going back out to the dance floor he was overwhelmed with the flashing lights, the tempo of the music and rhythm of the bodies moving together. There were so many bodies on the dance floor that it looked like one gyrating mass of flesh. With the skimpy outfits most of them wore, a lot of that flesh could be seen too.
Mike stood on a nearby stool to see over the mass of dancers on the floor. Trying to find his wife out there in the sea of bodies, he stood there with his head up in the lights and smoke of the club. He recalled what had brought them to this place and this night.
It had started out as a silly question she'd asked him after a night out drinking with friends. "I know we promised not to talk about past lovers and such, but I was wondering if you'd ever done anything ... I don't know ... wild, I guess?"
He remembered laughing and brushing aside the question. He had been far more experienced than her in terms of sexual adventures and exploits. He should have known something was churning inside her head when she asked the same question a few weeks later.
"Have you ever been with more than one person at a time?" she asked timidly.
This time she wouldn't be so easily placated. She'd pushed until he'd finally admitted that yes, he had done some playing before, during college, and that there were three people involved several times. He reassured her that those things were all out of his system now and that he was older and more mature.
"Oh... That's too bad," she whispered.
With his promotion at work and their lives getting busier, it was easy to forget those seemingly innocent questions. When it was his birthday, she'd surprised him by having the house lit with candles.
She'd rented some adult movies for them to watch together to get into the mood to celebrate properly. The fact she had picked out the movies wasn't unusual. They often watched porn together. It added a spark to their love making, not that it needed it.
While the movies played they'd talk about which girls they liked best and why, what they liked, or what they didn't. Sometimes they'd reenacting the really hot scenes together. Fairly normal, everyday, passionate couple stuff.
What made this time special however; was that the movies she'd rented were all involving threesome scenes with multiple women.
After they had watched a few of the movies, they lay there in each other's arms on the floor. Rolling over she looked up into his eyes. "What do you think about a woman finding another woman attractive? I mean sexually. It's not gross or weird or anything, is it?"
Lying there falling asleep in her arms he mumbled something about it not being something for everyone but that it was really hot to see two women together.
From that night until yesterday, they had been talking about going out and finding another woman for her. She was very eager and excited with the thought of being with a woman. She confessed to having been attracted to women for a long time. Finally being able to enjoy a woman's touch was incredibly erotic to her.
Whenever they'd talked about it together they would always end up having amazingly hot sex. He'd never seen her so sexy or excited before. If she was this sexually charged with just the idea of being with a woman, he could only imagine how hot she would be when she finally got her chance to make those fantasies real.
Last Friday when he'd come home from work, he found she had cut out an ad for a club, The Inferno, in the neighboring town. It came complete with devilish themes and a hedonistic party atmosphere. While he looked the ad over she slipped quietly into the room behind him. The devilish glint in her eye was impossible to deny. "So, can we go next weekend?"
After a few minutes of looking through the throng of people out on the packed dance floor he spotted his wife dancing in a dark corner. He moved through the gyrating crowds to get to her. Getting closer he could see she was dancing with a beautiful woman in an entirely too tight and too short sexy black dress.
He was shocked to see his wife sliding her hands all over this woman's body and kissing her neck. She looked up, saw him watching and motioned for him to come join them. She spun around seductively moving her hips in time to the music. When she spun she placed the mystery woman between them.
Soon all three were moving together to the music, bodies rubbing on each other's. They lost track of the music and simply danced for each other, their arousal rising along with the beat of the music.
The woman slid her hand back to his mouth, her fingers tracing his lips. He could taste his wife on her fingertips, greedily licking them clean. The idea that this beautiful woman's finger had just been inside his wife was too erotic.
Looking over her shoulder he could see his wife moving with her, grinding her hips against hers. The look of lust and pleasure on her face was unmistakable. For a moment he thought he was dreaming.
He pushed himself against this beautiful stranger, his arousal immediately obvious to her. She smiled playfully and pushed back against him, grinding herself on his crotch. Her fingers continued to play under his wife's skirt while she rubbed against his body.
By the way her head was thrown back and her chest was heaving, he knew his wife was close to coming. Soon she would explode and come all over this beautiful woman's fingers. The mysterious woman let out a gasp of pleasure; he noticed that his wife's hand was also under the woman's dress.
As the music played on, he watched his wife arch her back in pleasure. She gasped and shuddered as she came, body shuddering with pleasure. Legs weak she collapsed against the woman.
Leaning in to kiss her passionately, she slid her moist fingers to the woman's mouth. He watched as his wife licked the woman's juices from her fingers. She then turned around to kiss her husband. He could feel the tremble in her lips that was always present after she'd come hard.
As the three of them stood there kissing, Mike noticed that they had drawn a small crowd. The couples dancing around them had slowed and were all watching them eagerly.
His wife also noticed the attention and became very nervous. "Oh, my god!" she said and began heading for the exit, dragging him along with her.
He looked back over his shoulder to see the beautiful stranger smiling and waving goodbye as they left.
After a few minutes they were in the car and pulling out of The Inferno's parking lot. They drove in silence for several minutes, a slight fog clinging to the ground making everything seem even more surreal given the events of the night.
She was the first to break the silence, "I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I can tell you're upset. Please don't be mad or think less of me. It won't happen again, I promise."
She studied his face for a few moments as he sat in silence. When he spoke his voice was calm. "I could never think less of you. I love you. I'm not mad at what happened or what you did. If anything I'm a little mad that we left so quickly and that I couldn't watch you enjoy her more."
