I'm in an open relationship, where my husband, Dave, has another girlfriend, who I haven't met, and I have a couple of guys I have sex with, some of whom he has met. He also likes watching me have sex with other men, or at the very least seeing pictures of me having sex with other men.
Dave suggested we go away for a night, and it sounded like a great idea to me.
On Friday, he dropped me at work, then at the end of the day he picked me up and we headed to a casino not terribly far away. He'd booked us a room, and we checked in.
Dave carried our bag up to the room, and I left him watching the TV and headed to the bathroom to prepare myself for date night.
I got myself all clean and soft and shaved, then got dressed. Black stockings, with a black garter belt, lace panties and bra, high heels and a black mini dress. Not too tight, as I didn't really know what we were going to be doing.
When I was all ready, Dave wasn't around. Odd. There was a note on the bed that said to go down to the bar for some fun.
Fun.
I put my purse, phone and room key in a little bag, then headed to the elevator and went down to the ground floor.
I went and sat at the bar, and the barman came and asked me what I'd like. I figured I'd look classy, so ordered a gin and tonic, and sat there minding my own business skimming stuff on my phone, waiting to hear anything from Dave.
"Is this seat taken?"
It was a tall, nice looking guy gesturing at the empty chair next to me.
I put my phone down and glanced around quickly, not seeing any sign of Dave.
"Not at all," I said, "feel free."
The guy sat next to me, and introduced himself as Leo. He was a sales rep for some sort of computer software... I didn't really pay too much attention to be honest.
He asked me what a pretty girl like me was doing there all by myself, and I told him I was supposed to be on a date by now, but it was looking like I was going to get stood up.
"Your husband?" he asked, glancing at my wedding ring.
"No," I white lied... I wanted him to flirt with me. "I'm in an open marriage."
"Really," he said, "how does that work?"
"Well," I said, "we get to go on dates with other people. And get stood up by them, it seems."
"Then he's an idiot," Leo said.
He smiled at me.
I smiled back.
My phone beeped. I glanced down at it, and the notification said it was a message from Dave.
"Just a sec," I said to Leo, "this is my date."
I unlocked my phone and read the message.
[Try to have sex with him]
I glanced around, and couldn't see Dave, but I was pretty sure he could see me.
"Everything OK?" Leo asked.
"Yeah," I said, "he's said he can't make it and I'm to have fun without him."
I put my phone back in my bag so I could concentrate on Leo.
"What do you do for fun without him?"
"I do all sorts of things," I told him. "Let's see what we can come up with."
I gave Leo a meaningful look, arching my eyebrow hopefully sexily.
And just then the barman arrived to take Leo's order.
He ordered a Crown on the rocks.
"And would you like another drink?" he asked me.
"Oh," I said, flirtily, "I can't handle my liquor at all, but you seem nice. I'll have the same again, thank you."
Leo pulled his chair closer to mine, then finally sat down facing the bar. Our elbows were almost touching.
When the barman brought our drinks, Leo reached over to collect his, his arm brushing my tit as he did. I didn't think it was a mistake, but I didn't remark on it.
We chatted about nothing... I wasn't really paying that much attention, as I was trying to figure out how I was going to seduce him. Not that it seemed like it was going to be that difficult, as he seemed interested, but I wanted to have a little fun with it. And to tease Dave, who I'm sure was watching.
My legs were crossed, and Leo's hand landed on the top one, by my knee. I didn't move my leg, or his hand, so after half a minute or so, he started stroking. From the top of my knee down the inside of my knee until it touched my other leg, then back again.
We chatted, sipping our drinks, with one or the other of us dropping the odd innuendo. To all outward appearances it was completely harmless.
I put my hand on top of his hand, then uncrossed my legs, leaving my knees a few inches apart. I lifted my hand from his, and he resumed stroking my leg, but now he was moving slowly upwards, less than an inch at a time.
As he reached my stocking tops, his fingers touched my other thigh. He was at the hem of my dress, with his fingers dipping underneath it. His elbow was at an uncomfortable looking angle.
"Hang on a second," I said quietly.
I turned my chair to face him a bit more, and shuffled forward on my seat, causing my dress to slide up a little. I lifted myself and moved back to where I had been sitting, but when I glanced down I could see the skin above my stockings. I moved my knees a little further apart.
His other hand went back to stroking my inner thigh, a lot more easily now, and worked up to the skin above my stocking top. He splayed his fingers out and touched the skin on the other leg.
He leaned in towards me.
"The giggle band," he said. "Do you know why they call it that?"
I shook my head. I couldn't trust my voice right at that moment.
"Because if you can get that far, you're laughing."
I smiled widely at him, and reached for my drink. I swapped it to my other hand, and dropped my hand into his lap. I squeezed his thigh, then reached up to try and stroke his cock.
It seemed his cock was on the other side, so I made do with stroking his balls.
We sat like this for about a minute, until he leaned towards me, his fingertips grazing my panties.
"Are those breasts real?"
I glanced down at them.
"Yes," I said, "and they're spectacular."
"I'd like to see that," he said.
"I'd like to show you," I replied.
"Check please!" he called to the barman, hopping off his chair and displacing my hand.
He was facing me now, and his hand was all the way under my dress, his thumb rubbing around my clit while his fingers held the waistband of my panties.
The barman brought our checks, and Leo put them both on his room tab.
"Thank you," I said, "but that was unnecessary."
"Oh," he said, "I'm sure it'll be worth it. I was going to go up to my room. Why don't you join me?"
He pulled his hand out from under my dress, and I hopped off my chair. I pulled my dress back down and took his hand.
"I've got a better idea," I said, and led him towards the toilets.
I figured if Dave was watching me, he could follow us in there and listen to us or something.
The men's room didn't have a door - it was one of those winding passageway things, and I led him in there. We took the stall furthest from the entryway, up against the wall, and locked the door behind us. I hung my bag on the hook.
As he turned from the door towards me, he grabbed my face and started kissing me. I kissed him back - this was a bit more romantic than the anonymous fuck I'd been expecting, so I rolled with it.
Once I was kissing him, his hands went around my back and I felt my dress being unzipped. I dropped my hands to his belt and started trying to undo it.
Leo stopped kissing me, and looked down.
"Let me," he said, taking over undoing his belt.
I used the opportunity to pull my arms out of my dress straps and lower it, stepping out of it and hanging it on the coat hook behind him.
"Wow," he said, unzipping his pants and looking at me.
He came back to kissing me, his hands going around my back to unclasp my bra. Still kissing him, I pulled it down my arms and held it in one hand, my other hand going to his boxers and feeling his cock through them.
He stopped kissing me again, and looked down at my bare tits. I used the break in the action to lean past him and hang my bra on the hook with my dress.
"Spectacular," he said, smiling at me.
His hands went to my pierced nipples, and he bent his head to kiss them.
When he stopped kissing my tits, I sat down on the toilet and worked on getting his pants down past his hips. Still holding the waistband, I leaned in and ran my mouth over his cock through his boxers, kissing the head.
I looked up at him, concentrating on the pleasure on his face, then put my fingers in the waistband of his boxers and wiggled them down so I could see his cock. It was maybe a little shorter than average, but quite fat.
It popped out of his boxers, and I caught it in my mouth, smiling around it as best I could.
I carried on looking up at him as I sucked the head of his cock, running my tongue around it. He smiled down at me, but went to lift me under my arms.
I stood up, his cock slipping out of my mouth, and let go of his boxers, waiting to see what was next.
He took my hips, and sort of danced us around until he could sit on the toilet, with his pants still below his bum. His hands slid down to my panties, and slid them down to my knees, then ankles so I could step out of them. He handed them up to me, and I noticed they were a little damp - I was really turned on already.
I turned around and hooked my panties up with my other clothes. I figured he wasn't going to want to take my stockings off, as guys all seem to love stockings and a garter belt.
"I have an idea," I said softly, going to my bag for my phone, "take some pictures and maybe I can show my date what he missed."
I turned back and handed him my phone, then stood back by the door while he took a couple of pictures. Oddly, I thought for a second at the time, he held my phone up to hand it back to me.
I stepped closer and took it from him, and his hands went to my hips. He pulled me closer.
He leaned forward and kissed my tummy and poked his tongue into my tummy button, making me giggle.
Then his face went down, kissing its way to my pussy.
As he ran his tongue through my slit, I took a picture with my phone, causing him to look up at me. I could see his eyes smiling as he pressed his face into my nether regions.
After a few pictures, he released me, leaving me panting and wanting more.
His hands were on my hips, and he pushed back a little, so I stepped back. He stood up in front of me, dancing us around again until I was in front of the toilet. I figured he wanted his cock sucked again, and as I sat down, he took my phone from me.
