"Hon, I know you have other needs, needs we both know I can't satisfy and you also know all I want is for you to be happy. If you want to explore what it's like to be with a woman, I'm going to support you."
Alex held his wife's hand and took a sip of his rum and coke. It was date night and Alex had taken Holly to an upscale martini bar on the south side of town.
"I'm completely fine with us." Holly gestured between her and Alex.
"Having fun together with another girl, I just don't think I can do it alone. I would feel like I 'm cheating on you," Holly explained.
"As long as we're always open and honest with each other and you never go behind my back and sleep around with girls or guys then, in my mind, it's not cheating. I love you Holly. I really think you should try it out. You never know. Once you do it you may decide it's not for you. But, if you do like it...just don't go fucking every woman you see and we'll be fine. I'm still going to need some loving." Alex laughed nervously.
Holly took in a deep breath and smiled. "Alright, why not? I'm going to try it out. Even if I do really like it, I know myself, and I'll never be able to live without your penis." Holly slammed back the rest of her apple martini as she came to this conclusion and flagged down the bartender. She was going to do this tonight. She was going to pick up a woman in this bar and bring her home. First she needed to have a few more of these delicious martinis to gain enough courage to hit on someone.
Realistically, this shouldn't be so scary. It's not like she was inexperienced sexually. She loved sex, all kinds of sex, oral, anal, threesomes, double penetration, and toys. Holly and her husband felt it imperative to keep their sex lives interesting; they felt this brought them closer together. Holly honestly couldn't understand how some people could go their entire marriage's only having vanilla sex. That had to be so boring and was probably one of the main reasons marriages fell apart after a few years. Screw that, Holly knew herself and sex was a big part of her life, if she didn't get it at least four times a week she turned into a grouchy bitch.
Holly excused herself to go to the bathroom and freshen up; thankful she brought some make up with her to touch up. She powdered her nose and darkened her eyes for a sexier look. Hopefully that would do it. When she was finished she stood in front of the full length mirror and took a good look at herself, she'd done pretty good tonight, with her short black leather dress paired with a blood red belt and black red bottom shoe. Her honey brown hair hung in loose curls to the middle of her back.
She had to admit; she looked hot.
Holly made her way back to the table with a swing in her step, this was going to happen. She was horny and could feel her tummy tighten with anticipation, the adrenalin she'd felt at the thought of bringing a women home only heightened the heat and sensitivity she felt between her legs. She needed release, and she needed it tonight.
"Babe, it's on. Get me a shot of tequila," Holly ordered. Alex went out to the bar and brought back two shots of Patron.
"To the unexpected," Alex announced and they both downed the shot, which quickly warmed Holly to the core.
"So what's the plan? How is this going down?" Alex questioned.
"Well, this place is just starting to get busy. I don't think anyone paid attention when we walked in together. So, for tonight, you're my good friend. Once the dance floor opens up, I'll go make my move."
"Okay, I think I can work with that plan. Just one question?" Alex leaned in and whispered in his wife's ear. "Can I make you come first, to start your evening off right?"
Holly's eyes darkened with delight and said nothing as she moved closer to Alex, the slight movement signaling that she was all in. She grabbed her martini glass shakily as she felt Alex's strong hand gently slide up her leg. The simple touch sent shivers down her spine and caused her stomach to clench with anticipation of the release she knew was coming. When Alex hit the hem of her short leather dress, he opened her legs further and continued to travel up towards her pussy. Holly's breath began to quicken and her heart raced. The thought that anyone could catch them was such a turn on. When Alex lightly brushed his fingers back and forth over her barely there panties, he looked at her with eyebrows raised as he noticed how wet and ready she was for him. Clearly, erotic acts in public worked well for her.
Alex slid her wet panties to the side and began slowly circling her soft clit with his thumb while sliding his finger in and out of her slick and wet pussy. Holly could feel her cheeks warm and her sex start to clench; she couldn't believe how quickly she'd begun to reach orgasm. It was at that very moment that the waiter approached their table. Startled, Holly tried to wiggle away from her husband but he had a hold so tight she couldn't move.
"Happy hour is over in ten minutes, can I get you guys another drink?" the waiter asked kindly.
"Yes, that would be great. We'll take two more rum and cokes, two apple martinis and two more shots of Patron," Alex ordered while he continued to finger bang his wife under the table. Alex looked at Holly with a little smirk on his face. "Is that good with you, babe?"
"Um, yeah, that's good. Hmm." Her reply wasn't directed at the order her husband gave to the waiter, but he didn't seem to realize that.
Once he'd walked away, Holly moved even closer to Alex. "Fuck, babe that feels amazing. I am so ready to come for you," Holly whispered in his ear. With that, Alex quickened his fingers and pinched her clit at the same time and both actions pushed her over the edge. Holly leaned into her husband and bit his shoulder to stifle a loud moan as her wet cunt clenched and spasms around his fingers.
"God you know just how to get what you want from me," Holly admitted under a labored breath as she pulled away and grabbed her purse. "After that, I need to freshen up again."
When Holly returned from the bathroom the dance floor was hopping. When had it gotten so busy in here? As she glanced around, she noticed a group of attractive girls dancing nearby. Instead of going to back to her husband she headed to the dance floor with a sexy prowl-like strut. Just before she reached the girls Holly gave one more glance over her shoulder and made eye contact with Alex, an unspoken understanding passed between them.
"Hey ladies, do you mind if I dance with you? I'm here with a friend of mine and he hates to dance but I love it. "
"Oh, totally! Come on girl!" the woman who replied had blonde hair styled into a sleek bob. She wore Barbie pink pumps, tight black skinny jeans and a long silver shirt. The music immediately had her swaying to the beat, her hips circling back and forth. When she looked up, Holly locked eyes with her, and the blonde gave Holly a devilish grin as she inched closer.
"My name's Marisa, by the way. To your right is Breanne and beside her is Andrea. I've never seen you here before, is this your first time?" Marisa asked while inching even closer to Holly. She could smell her cotton candy perfume and the slight scent of bubble gum.
"Yes, I usually stick to the north-side of town, but my friend wanted to try something different tonight," Holly explained.
"I see," Marisa replied as she assessed Holly from head to toe. "This maybe a bit forward, but you are a very beautiful woman." Holly grinned back at the compliment and the two began dancing with only each other, forgetting the strangers and curious eyes surrounded them. Marisa's hand slid over Holly's bare arms, a sexual desire surged in her eyes. Suddenly, Marisa leaned in to Holly's ear and whispered, leaving a hot breath tingling down her neck.
"I feel like you and I want the same thing tonight, I know you can feel this pull, this attraction between us." Marisa took a step closer, placed her hand on the small of Holly's back, melding their bodies together as the danced to the beat. Holly's sex immediately surged with heat and clenched with desire.
"Why don't we get out of here, I'm sure you and I can find better ways to occupy our time," Marisa whispered again.
"I need to grab my roommate first; he can take us back to my place." Holly grabbed Marisa's hand and brought her to where Alex was sitting patiently, a curious look on his face.
At the table Holly and Alex locked eyes. "It's time to go. I made a new friend and I've invited her back to our place for a few drinks. I hope you don't mind," Holly announced.
"Marisa, this is my good friend, and roommate, Alex. Alex, meet Marisa."
