Kay and I are in a restaurant when a cute couple asks if they can join us at our table. The place is crowded and there is actually still enough room for two at our table. We invite them to join us. On the one hand we don't mind, but on the other hand they look really tasty and we would like to get to know them. Of course, Kay and I are mainly thinking about having each other for dessert.
'Great, thank you,' says the girl. That saves our evening.'
'How so?' Kay asks curiously.
'Tomorrow is our wedding anniversary and we spontaneously decided to celebrate it with a meal.'
'I hope not just with a meal,' Kay replies suggestively.
The girl blushes slightly and looks at us intimidated. Her boyfriend also reacts slightly embarrassed. I break the silence by introducing us.
"I'm Noah, my wife's name is Kim," he introduces himself.
"How long have you been married?" I try to steer the conversation into innocuous waters.
"Five years," Noah replies.
"That's almost as if you just fell in love," Kay says with a grin. "I'm sure it shows in bed!"
The two blush again. This time the waiter saves them by asking what they would like to drink. They both order red wine. "And four glasses of champagne," Kay adds, telling the waiter - probably so he will give them a little treat, too: "This sweet couple has their wedding anniversary today, and we want to toast to that. To Kim and Noah, she says, "This one's on us!"
"Why didn't you make reservations?" I try to keep the conversation light while we wait for our drinks.
"There's always too much to do," Kim says. 'We just forgot. And the wedding is tomorrow.'
'You really have to be careful that work doesn't get in the way of life,' Kay observes.
'We noticed that too,' Kim nods. "Well, it was too late to make a reservation or go away for the weekend..."
'Trying to squeeze that in as well would have been too stressful,' Noah interrupts before Kim can finish her thought. "So we decided to go out again and see where the weekend takes us."
"I can think of a few things," Kay pipes in. I know exactly what she means and I would also like to celebrate their wedding anniversary with them. We quickly find common ground and a relaxed, easy-going atmosphere develops between us. We laugh a lot and have good conversations. We even manage to discuss controversial topics by respecting each other's opinions and actively listening to each other.
After dinner, we go to a karaoke bar. It's a lot of fun, we loosen up and get closer. Physical contact becomes natural: hugs when a performance was particularly successful or embarrassing.
During one hug, Kay looks deep into Kim's eyes and then kisses her. At first, Kim seems to fight the kiss, but then she gives it back. I look at Noah, who doesn't quite know what to do. Kay takes the decision out of his hands. She pulls him to her and kisses him hard and with tongue, just like she french kissed his wife before.
Kim and I grin at each other. "Is this your thing?" she asks me in a whisper.
"Does it turn you on?" I ask back, moving closer to her face. She hesitates. In slow motion, our lips come together. We kiss erotically. I put one hand on her side, the other on her cheek. Then I slide it down until I feel one of her excited, hard nipples. She opens her mouth and moans inaudibly. I slide the tip of my tongue into her mouth. Her tongue meets mine. They entwine.
We leave the bar. Kim and Noah take a deep breath of the cool air outside. "Wow, that was exciting," Kim says, laughing sheepishly. "What now? It's not even midnight. I like to go dancing." She looks at her husband.
'Yeah, I feel like it, too," he nods.
'How about the TripleX? Kay suggests. 'It's the right place to celebrate an anniversary. Besides, Tom and I want to meet some friends there tonight. It takes them both two seconds to realize what we're suggesting.
"The sex club," Noah makes sure he heard right.
'Yes," Kay confirms.
'I don't want to have sex in front of other people,' Kim says, and Noah says, 'That's not for us.'
'You don't have to be naked or have sex there,' I explain. "Besides, the music is great, you can dance like crazy, and you can get in the mood for your anniversary sex at home."
'And didn't you want to see where the evening would take you?' Kay asks provocatively.
The two look undecided. 'It's just like any other club," Kay continues. "It's wild, loud, crazy and suggestive. The only difference is it's more permissive. If you feel like dong it, you don't have to go to the bathroom or wait until you're alone."
'Have you ever had sex there?' Kim asks shyly.
'Of course,' I say. "We like to have sex in front of other people. Watching others do it."
Kim whispers in Karl's ear. He whispers back. "Okay," he says to us. "Of course we're curious and would like to see the inside of the TripleX. But we're not going to get naked or have sex in there."
"Accepted," Kay and I reply in unison. "You'll still need some sexy clothes," she explains. "But you can get them from us."
We go to our place and pick out a few items for Kay and Noah that are sexy without being too obvious. Kim gets a high-necked wet-look mini dress that can be unbuttoned all the way down the front. Noah wears tight legging-like wet-look pants that accentuate his ass as well as his body. For the top, I can persuade him to wear a sheer, low-cut black t-shirt.
While they change, Kay says, "Noah got a hard-on when I kissed him.'
"They're so going to fuck in front of others," I grin. "They're just waiting for it, but they still want to keep up appearances." Kay grins in agreement as she kneads my cock.
Kim and Noah come out of the next room and show off their first TripleX outfits. They like it. They like the way they look in them. They like the way the eroticism inherent in the latex clothing rubs off on them. But they're not quite comfortable with the idea of presenting themselves confidently in front of an audience.
Kay, on the other hand, wears an aggressive harness that covers her shoulders and arms with tulle, but leaves her breasts exposed. The breasts rest in a shelf bra, the nipples covered with Xs. Between the breasts, a vinyl band stretches from the collar down into a wide band under her tits that encircles her torso. There is a metal buckle at the junction that tightens the bands.
On her hips she has a tight vinyl ruffle, something between a micro-skirt and an accessory. The ruffle does not cover her ass or her love triangle. To keep it from riding up, the thong is built right into it. It consists of two wider bands that run along the outer edge of her vulva to her perineum, and from there to the back of the frill as a narrow band. So as not to reveal everything at once, she pulls a thin, narrow string over it.
I put on a thin body held together by ribbons that covers my pierced nipples but not my stomach and back. My private parts are exposed in a narrow bag. Over it I put on my gladiator skirt.
Kim and Noah look up when they see us. "Wow," Kim gasps. "That's really hot."
"I have something similar," Kay offers Kim.