I did not have to wait very long because Jan was excited about our trip out tonight, nearly as much as I was.
I heard her coming down the stairs and turned to look just as she hit the second or third stair.
"Holy Shit!" I exclaimed aloud. She just grinned.
Never in my days had I ever thought I would see my wife Jan dressed as she was at that moment.
Jan had some miniskirts she had worn in college and briefly after we got married but I guess married life had settled in and I had not seen them in several years. Tonight though she had on my favorite black leather mini skirt but what was most shocking was the top.
She had purchased a lace t-shirt that she wore under other shirts and blouses and always with a bra. Tonight her black lace t-shirt was all that she had on covering her upper body. As she walked down the stairs her full tits bounded with each step and as she drew closer I could see her naked nipples playing peek- a -boo with the sheer lace fabric.
Her nipples were hard and poked at the fabric, which did nothing more than to draw attention to her already beautiful tits. Her long tanned legs were glistening from lotion and her feet were covered in a black high-heeled sandal. Her French manicured toenails matched her fingernails and I wanted to fuck her right there.
"Wow!" was all I said as she stood in front of me. She smelled wonderful and my dick was hard!
She turned around and pulled up her skirt to reveal a black thong panty with the fabric disappearing between the milky white globes of her ass cheeks.
"As I looked at her ass I reached out to touch it and said, "WOW!"
"No touching. At least not yet. That is for when we get back." She said as she pulled her skirt back down to barely cover her tight little bubble butt.
She turned back around and grinned at me then asked, "Where are we going?"
"Where do you want to go?" I asked.
"Wherever there are men who will appreciate a woman dressed like this." She said smiling.
"Damn, that leaves... let's see anywhere." I replied smiling back at her.
"Seriously." She said.
"Okay I have the perfect place." I replied.
"Where?" She asked.
"It is a surprise."
"You know I don't like surprises." She said with a disgusted look on her face.
"Trust me. I mean it's as much a turn on for me as for you so I also want the right spot." I said.
She was smirking at me as I walked to the garage door off the kitchen and opened it. "Shall we go?" I asked.
She began walking toward the door and I could not take my eyes off her tits as she walked. Depending on how the light hit her lace top depended greatly on how much of her tits could be seen. At certain angles, they were clearly visible.
As Jan was sitting in the car her skirt just barely covered her pussy. Her long legs were driving me insane as we chatted while on the short drive to where I wanted to take her.
It took us about twenty minutes to get to a place that is always loaded with guys. It was a local hotel with a great bar that catered to businessmen. Women also came in especially if they were looking for a guy so I also knew Jan would not feel completely out of place.
"Will this work?" I asked pulling into the parking lot.
"Oh yah. This will work." She said with a grin on her face.
I walked around and opened her door. She could not get out of the car without flashing panties her skirt was so short so I knew there were going to be men in the bar getting panty shots tonight.
We walked to the outside entrance to the bar and I pulled open the door to let her walk in first.
The door had not even closed all the way yet and Jan was already drawing attention. A couple of guys sitting at the bar turned to look in our direction. The bar was dimly lit with the exception of the bright light above us at the entrance, which from previously seeing Jan's blouse in the light knew she was already putting on a show.
She spotted a booth against the wall and started for it. She turned and asked, "Is that booth okay?"
"Looks good to me." I replied as she slid in and I slid in across from her.
The waitress quickly came to us and asked for our drink order. Jan ordered her usual dirty martini and I ordered a seven and seven.
"You were drawing a little attention on the way in." I said across the table.
"I noticed that. Isn't that what you wanted?" She responded with a wry smile.
"It is but I think it is what you wanted as well." I replied with another knowing smile.
Our drinks arrived and we downed them quickly and ordered another one for both of us.
"I think I will go to the Ladies Room." She said sliding out of the booth.
As she did, I began looking around the room at the guys as they watched my wife walking to the restroom. There were lots of stares and lots of jabs going on. I looked as she was ready to make the turn to the restroom and her ass was also putting on a show swaying back and forth. She knew she looked hot.
While she was gone, a small band started up in a corner of the bar.
I was beginning to wonder what was taking so long when she came back around the corner. She was walking toward me this time and I saw what was drawing so much attention before. The recessed spotlights in the ceiling were shining down as she walked and under each one of them, her lacy blouse nearly turned transparent and her tits were clearly visible.
I glanced around, the eyes of all the men were on my wife, and the guys with women were trying to steal looks without being caught.
When she got to the booth, she slid in and smiled at me with a "What?" look on her face.
"Damn Honey! That was a show."
She looked quizzically at me and asked, "What walking to the restroom?"
"Honey the lights were shining straight down on you when you passed under them and your blouse was nearly transparent. It looked like you did not have a shirt on at all." I told her.
She blushed and replied "Really?"
However, even with the blush, it did not hide the fact that her nipples got hard from the excitement of it. She took a long drink from her drink and glanced around the room.
"Let's dance." She said.
She downed her drink as did I and she slid back out of the booth. I motioned to the waitress for some more drinks and we headed for the small dance floor.
The alcohol was beginning to take hold of Jan as she danced. She was rubbing against me with her ass and her tits. She would bend over and rub her tight ass against my dick which caused me to have a very embarrassing hard on.
As we danced, I continued to scan the room and eyes were on Jan as she to put on a show.
We had danced three songs and I said, "Let's go back and get a drink."
She pouted and stuck her bottom lip out like a child but then grinned, squeezed my hard cock right there on the dance floor and laughed as she walked back to the booth.
When she got back to the booth, she took a big swallow of her martini before sitting down.
I sat down in the booth when a guy walked up and asked, "Would you mind if I danced with your wife?"
Jan spun around to see who was asking to see a guy about twenty-two or three who was good looking and built.
Jan was smiling at him and I said, "Please do! She is about to wear me out."
Jan grabbed his hand and they headed to the floor.
They hit the floor in mid tune of a classic rock song that was one of Jan's favorites. She immediately began moving and gyrating to the music. I soon realized why she had been asked so quickly to dance. The lights on the dance floor were moving back and forth. When they passed across where Jan was dancing her blouse was nearly sheer and her tits were clearly visible.
As she danced, her gyrations caused her tits to bounce up and down.
She turned her back to her partner and her ass was planted squarely against his crotch. She rubbed against him and he wrapped his arm around her. His arm was just under her tits where he had to feel the weight of her breasts against his forearm.
Jan then spun around to face him and her partner pulled her to him as they rubbed their bodies against one another. He then let his hand slid from her waist to her ass.
A twinge of jealousy shot through me seeing another man's hand caressing my wife's ass. But, I also quickly realized that from watching my sexy wife I had a raging hard on.
The song ended with his hand on her ass and the next song changed the speed of the dance to a slow dance. My wife's partner pulled her in close to him. Her breasts were pressed firmly against his chest and his hand was still on her ass but now had slid further down and was cupping her ass cheek.
They were chatting as they danced and only my wild imagination at this point was my only clue as to what was being said. I was assuming he was hitting on her and asking her all kinds of leading questions like going to his room, dumping her husband for a quick fuck upstairs.
I had to discreetly adjust my hard cock, as it was uncomfortable pressing against my jeans.
As they were still dancing, another guy came up and cut in asking to now dance with my wife.
Jan's partner released her ass, stepped back letting the new man step in, and take my wife in his arms.
This guy was about the same age as Jan and I and was a good-looking guy with an athletic build. He wrapped his arm around my wife's waist and she around his as they swayed back and forth chatting. His hand was also slowly slipping lower.
About the time his hand reached the small of her back, the beginning curve of her ass the song stopped, and the band again changed speed to another classic rock song.
Jan stepped back from her partner and began swaying to the music and again her tits were passing beneath the lights and her partner was not letting the opportunity to view her tits pass him by. His eyes were glued to her bounding chest.
Jan turned away from her dance partner and he stepped up behind her wrapping his arm around her now with his arm under her tits and his crotch pressed firmly against her tight ass. Jan leaned forward slightly so that her ass pressed harder against his crotch and she grinned. My imagination again took hold and I was assuming that her grin was from feeling his hard cock pressing against her ass.
She spun around, his arm stayed firmly wrapped around her, and he pulled her in tight to him. His hand slipped to her ass and past her ass to the hem of her short skirt. His hand then slipped under her skirt and was on her bare ass.
