FOUR ON THE FLOOR
The evening started relatively routinely. My husband Phil was taking me out to dinner for my fortieth birthday with our friends Liz and her husband Chuck. I'm Tracy. I was sitting at the mirror on my dresser, putting on my makeup. I was nude. Phil likes me to put on my make up and jewelry before I put on any clothes. He likes to see me all dolled-up and elegant with my dangling earrings, necklace, bracelets on my wrists and ankle, eye shadow, lipstick, the whole works. My chestnut brown hair is short and wavy with one bang that hangs down sexily over my forehead. I have nice breasts that just sag a little. My pussy is highlighted by a trimmed but full brown bush over the darker skin around the slit hiding my vagina. I sprayed my perfume on my neck, my breasts and finished with a spray onto my pussy. Once I completed my preparations, I stood so Phil could see me. He was fully dressed. I went to my knees, undid his zipper and pulled his cock out his fly. I sucked his prick a bit, enough to make him very horny, but not enough to make him come. When I do that, he is very attentive all evening and treats me like I'm truly special. He makes me feel so good, stoking my female ego by telling me how desirable I still am. I don't think I'm anything special, but if my husband thinks I'm hot, that's all that counts.
Our children are all grown and out on their own or at college, so Phil and I live alone now, with our two dogs. We both have decent jobs but they require some long hours. We make it a point to go out to dinner or something at least once per week. Liz and Chuck are our best friends and we often find ourselves having good times with them. We go to concerts, weekend festivals, and wine tasting, but usually we just go to dinner. We have other friends, but Liz and Chuck are our favorites.
Liz is a cute little blonde. She's a natural blonde. Phil and I know because we've been naked with her and Chuck a few times. We've gone skinny-dipping at a lake (very cold water) and one time we both stripped for their birthdays, which are very close together. We've also done some soft swinging that included fondling, but no oral sex. Chuck likes to play with my tits and I enjoy his attention. My breasts are rather sensitive and when he gets sucking on my nipples, I find it hard to maintain any self-control. There have been a few times where I was stripped to my panties with Chuck's hand in my vagina while his face was buried in my tits. I've had him come on my hand a couple of times as well.
Liz has a hot little body and Phil gets very worked up when he's with her. If she doesn't get him off, he's all over me when we get home. Of course, he can go all the way with me. I like it when Liz gets him all excited and leaves him for me to satisfy.
Anyway, I had applied my makeup and added my jewelry and walked around collecting the clothes I was going to wear. Phil's dick was still out of his pants and pointing at me, wanting to fuck me. I put on a pair of underpants and walked around topless, delaying my dressing to tease the poor boy. I asked if I should wear a bra and, of course, he said no, so I found a dress with buttons down the waist in front that would focus his attention on my chest. A pair of high-heeled shoes and thigh-high stockings completed my ensemble.
We drove to a little restaurant that is a few miles out of town and met our friends there. On the way, Phil was trying to get me to flash my tits at him, but I refused until we were almost there. Then, I pulled my dress over my one breast, letting him see the hard little nipple on my pure white boob.
Liz was dressed in a blouse and skirt. I wondered what she was wearing beneath it. I really like Liz and though we had never done anything sexual with each other, the thought has occurred to me. I find her to be very attractive, as does my husband. Her skirt was short and her long legs were quite sexy. Her husband Chuck looks good in whatever he wears. He and my husband wore slacks and shirts, nothing special, but they both are attractive men.
Phil had made reservations at the restaurant and had asked for a table on the mezzanine overlooking the scenery behind the restaurant, rolling hills with farms in the distance. There were only three tables on the deck, so we had some privacy.
When we ordered dinner, Liz was the focus of the waiter's attention with her cleavage and her tight blouse. We could see her bra in the gaps between the buttons and the imprints of her nipples were visible in the cool air. We all knew that the waiter, a young guy named Brandon, was ogling her chest.
"I think the waiter likes you." Liz's husband Chuck said.
She laughed and said, "I don't think he looked at my face. I hope he got our orders right."
While waiting for dinner, the conversation eventually turned to sex.
"So, has Phil given you any special presents for your birthday?" Liz asked.
I said, "I got a nice surprise in bed this morning. My man ate my pussy."
Phil was embarrassed and said, "Aren't you giving them too much information?"
I said, "Honey, I think they know we screw. What's wrong with telling them you eat my pussy?"
Liz asked, "Is he any good at it?"
I replied, "He's the best. He roots around down there and finds all my favorite spots."
Liz said, "I wonder if he's as good as Chuck?"
Chuck joked, "I could provide a demonstration for comparison purposes."
I laughed and said, "Maybe someday."
I said, "I sucked his dick while we were dressing, but he didn't come. I'm sure he'll be good and horny by the time we get home."
Phil was blushing. He doesn't know how to respond when Liz and I talk about sex.
Our dinners arrived and Liz made a point of teasing the waiter again. I decided to join in and undid three buttons on my dress; I was undone to the middle of my breasts. When I leaned forward, I was giving the waiter and nice down-blouse view.
While we ate, fortified with a few glasses of wine, I became more daring, undoing another button so the men could see the sides of my boobs jiggle, and maybe glimpse of a nipple.
After the other two tables on the balcony emptied, we were alone on the balcony. Liz was in a daring mood and we watched her removing her bra. My husband's hand found my knee and worked its way higher. I was a little surprised when Chuck put his hand on my other leg. Across the table from me, Liz was unbuttoned to just above her navel and her tits popped out frequently. She'd put a bite of food in her mouth and bare a breast with the movements of her arm.
We were nearly through with dinner when Liz and I went to the bathroom. We talked while in the ladies' room. We were both a little buzzed and both aroused from giving the men a show and letting them feel-us-up.
"How far do you guys want to go, tonight?" She asked me. "It's your birthday and Chuck would like to give you present."
"Let me guess what it would be. Give me a hint." I said with a smile.
"It's about ten inches long, hard and white."
We both laughed and I said, "There is no such thing."
