After receiving and accepting an invitation to a party at Kim and Justins farm that promised line dancing, jello shooter's, and a chance to ride a mechanic bull, I was being escorted to the door of a barn by my husband.
The parties theme was a Harvest Hoedown which we were dressed appropriately for. My husband wearing a
plaid sleeveless shirt, Levi's, snakeskin boots and belt, while I wore a short denim
skirt, and blouse with pearl snaps the top three of which were strategically left undone, black boots that matched my black leather bra and thong. I'd spoken with Kim about the party, taken her suggestion on our attire, and found out
the shindig was going to be attended by a group of like minded couples, select singles who they'd met, and there would be a few private rooms available, along with a large playroom with swings, pillows, and bales of hay covered with blankets if we cared to have a little group fun.
A homemade wooden sign on the door
read panties optional, drinks are free, gentlemen please mind your manners.
my husband opened the door for me, walking in behind me. The barn was completely changed, with a large bar, dance floor, surrounded by tables and
booths with padded seats. Kim and Justin
had gone all out preparing for the night.
We received a warm welcome from our hosts, said hello to the couples we knew,
were introduced to a few couples we'd
not met before, and several single men, and ladies as we headed for the bar.
where my husband sipped a beer while
I tried a few jello shooter's and had two healthy shots of tequila. We watched a few people try their luck on the mechanical bull, talking with a couple we knew, laughing at the bull riders, listening to the music and having a good time.
Kenneth and Lisa were the couple we were talking with, she was a Doctor with her own private practice, he was the Chief Magistrate in the county, and we'd been to a few parties with them before,
having an amazing time. Kenneth was
looking as handsome as ever, in tight jeans, boots, an embroidered white shirt,
while Lisa wore a matching shirt that she
had knotted under her newly enhanced breasts, a pair of Daisy Duke shorts, and bright red cowboy boots that were the same color as the sheer lace bra beneath her shirt, with her long black hair pulled back in a ponytail, giving my husband a come fuck me look.
When she pulled my husband out on the dance floor, Kenneth and I found a vacant
booth, after I had two more shots of tequila, and had a seat. Kenneth politely asked for a kiss which I happily agreed to
during which time Kenneth was busy with the snaps of my shirt until only the bottom two were snapped and his hand slipped beneath my bra, playing with my nipple
in the dimly lit booth. I saw my husband following Lisa into the door of newly built play room, and was asking Kenneth if we should join them, When a nicely built,
devilishly good looking man who I'd met earlier asked if he could sit with us, saying his wife was taking advantage of one of the private rooms with Justin.
He knew Kenneth, and reintroduced himself to me, shook my hand, looked at Kenneth who was still busy fondling my breast, and told me I looked very lovely as he sat down beside me, pushing my hair back. Kenneth had moved his hand
to my other breast, when Eric asked if
he could touch me, I just mumbled yes, now sitting between them, my shirt pulled
open as Eric and Kenneth squeezed and fondled my breasts. Eric suggested we
move to a more comfortable place and I agreed, telling Kenneth to lead the way.
We ended up in the rather large playroom
finding my husband and Lisa along with several other couples making use of the two sex swings, and blanket covered hay bales.
Eric and Kenneth began removing my shirt, bra, skirt, boots, and panties, making sure the entire process was very enjoyable, with tender kisses, warm gentle touches, and some very satisfying
moments of soft, supple tounge and finger fucking. I was laying between them
