Part two of the night Jen and I spent with Brad. I decided to put this in the 'Fetish' category as I put the first chapter in 'loving wives' and it wasn't very well received.
My cock was twitching in my pants as I watched Jen and Brad openly flirt before my eyes.
They sat across the table from me, I noticed Jen had her hand on his leg, I couldn't see it but I noticed it wasn't on the table.
The music was loud so I had to listen really hard and almost lip read what they were saying to each other. Then Jen lent across the table to speak to me.
"Are you okay with this?" She asked.
"Sure." I said, my hand visible shaking and butterflies fluttering in my stomach at the thought of what could be about to happen.
"Good, because I'm so attracted to this guy, I just have to have him." She beamed at me.
I smiled back. "Then have him." I said encouragingly.
"I love you." Jen mouthed across the table, before turning to Brad and pulling him in closely for a kiss.
I sat there open mouthed as their own mouths locked together and their tongues presumably explored each other.
I saw Jen in a completely different light, a good one though. My cock was standing to attention inside my jeans at what I saw before my eyes.
After what seemed like an age, they broke off the kiss. Jen turned to me and smiled. I noticed Brad look nervously at me as well.
"Wow." I said, breaking the silence. We all laughed.
Eventually I suggested that we head to a lap dancing bar we noticed on the way down the street. It was still early, but things were moving fast and I thought it might get everyone nice and frisky, if we all weren't already.
As we left the bar and walked down the street Jen took hold of both our hands, it must have looked strange to an onlooker, but it began to feel perfectly normal.
I had loosened up by now, the fresh air had hit me and I felt a little drunk, so I was a lot more comfortable with our situation and my nerves had subsided somewhat.
We walked up some steps and paid the door entry to the lap dancing bar. The place wasn't busy, there were probably more strippers than punters.
I went to the toilet while Jen and Brad ordered drinks. I slipped inside a cubicle as my dick was still erect and I didn't want anyone walking in and seeing me trying to pee like that.
Upon my return I noticed Jen and Brad sitting in a circular booth. He had his arm around her and her head was nestled into his chest, like they were a couple.
I admit a tinge of jealousy at seeing this. As I got closer I saw Jen had her hand at the top of his inner thigh, just millimetres from his crotch. Brad's left hand was tucked around Jen's waste.
"Well aren't you just the perfect couple!?" I joked as I joined them.
Jen gave me a cheeky smile. "You think we look good together?" She asked.
"Absolutely." I said, a little nervously, sitting down next to Jen.
Just then we were approached by a gorgeous red head, she perched herself beside me and asked if I would like a dance.
"Maybe later." I said, a little nervously.
"He will definitely accept that offer later." Jen interrupted "He loves red heads."
"I'll hold you to that." The girl smiled as she walked away. I ogled over her sexy arse as she made her way over to some other punters.
The three of us sat there and watched as a hot blonde took to the stage and began her routine. Her long legs wrapped round the pole as she writhed against it in time to the loud beat.