Well, for those of you who read our first encounter, you might be interested in our return trip last Saturday night. Like our first story, this is completely true. It was their annual toga party so we thought it might be fun to relive our old college days and get dressed up and get crazy.
Right. Truth be told, neither one of us were ever even invited to a toga party in college, so we had to go online to find out how to put a toga together. We went to JoAnn Fabrics and bought 4 yards of this cool, shimmering velvet material in purple (for her) and red (for me). After some experimentation and several large safety pins, we managed to wrap it around ourselves in such a way that we wouldn't be immediately arrested and set out for the club.
Most of the people there were dressed up in some form of Roman wear, from simple bed sheets to full costumed centurions, complete with headgear. When they had the newcomers/birthday "dance", five people came up and sat on chairs in the middle of the dance floor. The last time, we were sitting in those chairs. This time, we could be the instigators.
My wife didn't want to go up with me, so I went up and sat on a girl's lap. It was her birthday and she had obviously been there before, because she immediately ran her hands under my toga and felt my butt (I had nothing on underneath). When she realized that I was naked beneath my toga, she reached around and started playing with my cock. I have never had a strange woman put her hands around my cock before, and especially not while my wife was watching from 20 feet away. And I was supposed to be the one who was working on her!
After a couple of minutes, a girl joined us and I went behind the birthday girl while the new girl hopped on her lap. I started rubbing her boobs, which were really nice, while the two girls started making out in the chair. When they came up for air, they took turns sucking on each other's tits, while I stood behind them and watched. All the while, my wife is watching us from our table. It was difficult to gauge her reaction, so leaving the girls to their own devices, I went back to our table and necked with my wife for a minute. She seemed ok with the latest forage into experimental sensuality.