Delicious thoughts have been running through my head all day; carnal, steamy and highly erotic thoughts that include James, my hot husband of twenty-four years and, the unexplored. For good reason too; we made plans to go to this evenings exotic club party three weeks ago. We've never been to one but were told upon making reservations to dress sexy and be prepared to let anything happen. Three weeks have taken forever to get here. Finally, at eight p.m., we leave for the Club.
James and I arrive at the party. We don't see anyone we know which puts me at ease because I am really excited about my outfit; a mid-thigh hot-pink pencil knit skirt with no panties and ultra low-cut sheer blouse with my lacy pink deep plunge push-up bra under to show off my natural 36DD's. My nipples threaten to expose themselves any time now. James is wearing sexy, tight, worn jeans (commando) with a sage green button down shirt that is opened to the third button down. This shirt makes his gorgeous green eyes even greener. He looks so hot!
(James picked out my outfit then told me to not wear any panties so he could have easy access to my pussy throughout the night. I was so wet, I wantonly begged him to fuck me from behind immediately but instead he fingered me, chuckled at my wetness, then kissed me long and hard and told me I have wait until we get to the party and we'll go from there.)
We take up seats at the bar and order our drinks. The room is darker but softened in pink light and makes everything appear rosy in color. The dance floor off to the side is also swathed in soft pink lights. This is good as my cheeks are flushed from the excitement of actually doing this.
Surveying the area we watch the couples out on the dance floor. Several of the women are wearing outfits styled similarly to mine.
"Hey honey, do you think their partners dressed them like you did me for the evening?" I say to James laughing softly, keeping my eyes on one specific couple. The man is grinding into his partner from behind with his hands on her thighs holding her in place as her moves match his and her head thrown back into his shoulder.
"If their thoughts were x-rated like mine, they did" James says a little lustily.
I look at him. He's watching the same couple as me. I stroke his leg with my hand and turn back to watch the couple. Next thing, I feel James's hand move up my thigh and under my skirt. His fingers find my lips and they part them to discover their destination is very moist indeed. I moan quietly, close my eyes then ever so slightly spread my thighs open a little more for easier access. James pulls his fingers out to circle my lips and clit slow and deliberately. The feeling is orgasmic.
I open my eyes to look at James and see he is gazing at me intently a satisfied smile playing on his lips. I move my hips into his hand urging him to explore further which he obliges and slowly pumps two fingers in and out of my sopping pussy.
Just as I am about to have a mini-orgasm, we notice that the song has ended and couples are heading our way to order from the bar. Feeling shy, I try to close my thighs around James' hand to hide what we were doing but James is strong and keeps his hand doing what it was smiling wickedly at me all the while. I shake my head no at him but he shakes his head yes and nods towards the couple standing next to us.
I look that direction and see the man with his hand up the back of his partner's skirt, exposing her shapely ass as he fingers her from behind. I relax. James continues his finger-pumping assault until I am close again then stops, and slides his hand out smoothly from beneath my skirt. I pout at him.
He smiles and says, "How do you taste?" then slides his wet fingers into my mouth for me to suck. I happily do as told.
"Pretty sweet, you want a taste?" I ask seductively.
"Soon," is all he says, eyes gleaming with mischief.
We finish our drinks and head to the dance floor. A fast song comes on and we bump and grind like everyone else. The couple we watched earlier joins us on the dance floor. Soon, like before, we notice her partner slide behind her, hold her hips in place with his left hand but this time, with his right, slides it up under the front of her skirt exposing her nearly shaved pussy for several seconds. She throws her head back to him to kiss him while he pulls her skirt down placing his right hand on her hip as well. I am surprised at how turned on I am by seeing her pussy. James notices how turned on I am as well.
Another fast song comes on and we switch up our moves enjoying the exercise it brings us. Soon the song is over and a slow sensual song starts.
I move into James's arms and we slowly grind into each other as all the other couples do the same. The lights dim, James moves behind me to take the opportunity to slide his right hand under and down the front of my skirt. His skilled fingers find my clit and rub sensually. My breathing hitches as he bends his head down to kiss me. His deft fingers move farther into where I am wettest and they part my lips and slide inside making me moan low in my throat. I feel his approval harden against my backside. Too soon he removes his hand but he turns me around to face him and pulls me in tight against him. He feels so good. My body is on fire wanting him.
James leans down to whisper in my ear, "You are so hot honey. You are making me very horny."
With complete love, lust and wanting, I look up at him. His eyes dance, gleaming at me as he slowly starts pulling the back of my skirt up just far enough to expose my ass as he squeezes and caresses it then spreads my cheeks apart for anyone to see. This lasts only a few seconds but long enough for me to witness a cute brunette wearing a tight little black knit mini-dress, standing by the bar staring at my ass appreciatively. I whisper my findings into James's ear and he turns me around slowly so he can see who I see. He watches her a few moments, then he leans into me for another kiss his eyes still dancing with lust as he does.
James moves behind me again, wraps his arms around me holding me tight then delivers kisses up and down my neck. I lean my head to the side giving him total access. His hands rhythmically move lower down my skirt then slowly pull it up running his fingers up my thighs exposing them to the girl at the bar who is watching us intently. I am so turned on that I don't care that he pulls my skirt up far enough to flaunt my neatly trimmed pussy while he gently spreads my lips apart to repeatedly rub my clit. He continues until he hears my sigh of release and feels my lips quiver below then removes his hand, pulling down my skirt as he does so.
I turn back around into him, wrap my arms around his head to pull him to me and kiss him deeply. His hands work back up my back and he holds my head in place to continue the kiss. The song ends so we leave the dance floor and walk to where the brunette is now seated at the bar to order another drink. I turn to her and smile when my drink comes.
"Hi," I say.
She leans in closer to us and introduces herself. "Hi. My name is Heather."
"I'm Tamara and this is my husband James," I reply including James in on the conversation.
"Hi. Nice to meet you Heather," James says warmly.
"You two definitely seemed to enjoy dancing out there." Heather states nodding toward the dance floor smiling unabashedly. "I wish my girlfriends who came here with me would ditch the guys they hooked up with and come dance with me. I refuse to dance alone."
I laughed. "They left you alone to go off with some guys? That seems a little rude."
"Oh, no, they told me to join all of them but their taste in men and mine are not the same, so I told them to go do their thing and meet up with me here at the bar later."
