It's been a fantasy for as long as I could remember. Yes, I still loved men...but as I got older and more secure with my own sensuality, I desired a woman's touch. I certainly didn't want to give up men. I didn't even consider myself bi or even bi-curious. I just wanted - for once in my life - to feel another woman.
My man had told me many times that one of his fantasies would be to watch me with another woman. He got hard just thinking of me squirming and moaning and groaning beneath a woman's touch. But we didn't act on these fantasies. Until now.
We started off at a local club, drinking wine and dancing. The night had gotten away from us. It was midnight and the place was ready to close. I wasn't ready to stop drinking or dancing. I was feeling wonderfully warm and sexy. So on the way home, I placed my hand on his thigh and leaned over to whisper in his ear.
"Let's go to the Fox Club".
He smiled and turned the car around, knowing that this would be a night to observe, and hopefully remember. The Fox Club was a strip club - one of many around town. I'd enjoyed myself a few times at strip clubs here and there, watching a sexy woman give my man a lap dance...and then continue on and do the same to me. We'd come very close to a threesome in Vegas - at a very exclusive and expensive strip club that specialized in "back room specials" for couples. In the end, I had chickened out.
But not tonight. Tonight would be different. I reached under my tank top and removed my bra. I had not worn panties under my long, flowing skirt. Tonight, I was ready.
We walked hand and hand into the club, and found our way to a table near the back. We ordered drinks and watched the scantily clad women come and go on the stage.
"Nobody is exciting you, are they?" He asked, with disappointment in his voice. At that moment the DJ announced dollar lap dances, and I showered my man with woman after woman, grinning at his growing cock and obvious pleasure in being rubbed up against and teased by so many women. As I sipped my drink and glanced around, a very sexy, very real young lady walked up to us. Her shift had just started and she walked straight up to me and smiled.
"Where have you two been? I have been dreaming of someone like you two - hoping I'd find a sexy couple to entertain and dance with. You both are so hot."
And so was she. She had a perfectly beautiful hourglass figure. She had warm brown eyes and long brown hair. She had large, beautiful breasts that bounced when she walked. She was secure with herself, and I wanted to see more. Grinning at my man, I slipped a dollar under her bikini bottoms. She slid in front of me and proceeded to give me the lap dance of a lifetime. The music changed, I slipped her more cash, and she kept on sliding against me, kissing my neck and gliding it around to the top of my cleavage. Is this what it felt like? It felt so natural and sexy and soft. I wanted more. And apparently, she did too. She had on a very thin bikini top and when she rubbed her breasts against my chest, I felt the hardness of her nipples. She slid up towards my face and stuck one of her hard nipples right into my mouth. Even through the thin cloth I could feel how excited she was. I couldn't believe she was doing this, full aware it was against the rules, but then it didn't matter; I started nibbling and sucking on her hard, round nipple, getting her bikini top wet with my desire. Her breasts were large; firm yet also soft. She grabbed my hand, and with a toss of her hair to my husband, guided me to the back room.
I numbly noticed my husband following, another dancer taking his hand in hers and guiding him towards the same back room. My lovely partner pushed me down on the leather sofa and proceeded to remove her panties, leaving her only in a tiny g-string that left nothing to my imagination. I'd never been this close to a woman's vagina.
I wanted to see more. I wanted to feel more. The rules were I had to keep my hands and mouth to myself. My husband sat nearby, a cutie bouncing her boobs and ass up and down on his hard cock. He was excited, but I could see he only had eyes for me. He got even more excited as he watched another girl sensuously slide up and down on his woman. I believe he was more interested in watching us than in the dancer on top of him, much to her dismay. We made eye contact several times, but I was lost in my own lust as my sweet young thing kept rubbing her body up against mine.