The wine tasted good as I sipped it completely relaxed. It's been months since I've been able to relax like this. Jacob, my husband, is still months from coming home from working overseas and this is the first Saturday night I've had to myself completely kid and responsibility free in forever. Jacob's family is doing a weekend in the hill country for Memorial Day and offered to take all three of our children with them. I had some work I needed to finish before school let out for the summer but honestly I was a little selfish too. I needed some me time. I met them yesterday after school in Austin to drop the kids off. It felt great to just enjoy a weekend for myself. I'm not sure the last time that happened. I met some of my teacher friends out for drinks tonight at a bar & grill. We had a good time but they all needed to get home to their families, and I just wanted to sit at the bar and enjoy being a sexy woman having a glass of wine for a little longer.
I'd told Jacob about going out. Naturally, he'd asked me to wear a sexy outfit and of course my anklet. He teased me about bringing some tall, dark stranger home with me. We had a hard time these days even having the most innocuous conversations without one of us slipping in some carnal innuendo. I don't do overly sexy attire out in public, but I was wearing a strappy flowing dress Jacob liked. He always said it hugged my curves just right. I did my hair and makeup a little more glamorous than usual. I was wearing a sexy bra and panties I'd yet to model for him and a pair of strappy black wedges he liked. I felt very sexy and sent him a picture before I left the house. He'd be awake in a few hours, and I couldn't wait to tease him about me flirting with some stud. I was getting some long looks from gentlemen in the bar, but it didn't look like I was going to get approached.
We'd been playing with this fantasy of another man and me for months now. Jacob expressed it to me through a story. I'd been initially hesitant but had come around to the idea
Then it happened. My phone buzzed with a text message. I just looked at the screen with equal parts lust and trepidation. The message was from Clayton. Clayton had almost been my first lover in this crazy fantasy world Jacob had led us into. My butterflies and a disagreement over condom use had nixed the foray, but after a night of texts and talking on the phone, I admittedly had been completely ready to drive to a hotel and give myself to another man. I hadn't heard from him since that night yet here he was texting "Hey I know we never really talked again, but I'm in town tonight. Want to meet for a drink?"
I was torn. Jacob had given me the green light before, but then I'd told him I wanted to wait until he was home to play with a third party. It would be hours before we could talk and I could ask him what I should do. Could we just have a drink? Jacob's guidance was always "do what you are comfortable with." Part of me hoped some guy would at least flirt with me tonight. It would give me a story to get Jacob all worked up over when we spoke. Jacob had fostered this over-sexed version of me for months now. That lustful part of me that was ready to drive to that hotel weeks back took over. "Hey, you. I'm at Cadillac Bar & Grill having a drink by myself. Join me?"....I hit send, and a tingle ran through my body. He responded almost immediately "I know the place. Be there in 10 minutes."
My heart beat quickened, and the butterflies in my stomach were going a mile a minute. I gulped my wine and ordered another. My mind shot back and forth from how exciting and fun this was to "WTF are you doing!!!" Right on time, 10 minutes later Clayton strode through the door. I'd never seen his face but this young 20 something in a button up that nicely framed his strong looking arms and slacks that were classy yet hinted at his muscular legs and ass had to be him. He had a devilish grin on his face and swept back flowing sandy blonde hair. He'd seen a lot of me but never my face either. Just as I had, he knew me the second he saw me at the bar.
He approached, leaned in for a hug that lingered just longer than normal and kissed me on the cheek. "You look stunning," he whispered in my ear. He smelled wonderful. For the next 45 minutes, we talked and laughed like we'd known each other for years. He was intelligent, witty and charming and knew just how to play with my sassiness. There was plenty of subtle touching of thighs, shoulders and the like. Nothing overt but the touching people partake in that have yet to be intimate, but want to. I was enthralled with this dashing young man that couldn't seem to get enough of me.
There was a pause in the conversation, and he just gazed upon me. I blushed and winked at him. He leaned in and kissed me. Fireworks exploded between my thighs. I wanted this man. "My hotel is in Temple again; I just drove down hoping there was a shot in hell I could see you. Can you come back with me?"
"Well....we could go to my place it is just across the highway. No kids this weekend." I said.
"Text me the address. I'll pay for the drinks and meet you there."
"Clayton, the condom stipulation is still non-negotiable."
"I respect that. Don't worry; a lot can happen before we get to the need for a condom," he said with an evil grin.
I was sitting in our living room practically shaking from excitement and trepidation. This man was so good looking and sexy, and I wanted him so bad. What would Jacob say? How would he feel? Do I still have a green light? I could try waking him up, but I was already so far down the road. I decided that Jacob had told me to take small steps and stop anytime I felt uncomfortable. I decided I was going to keep taking steps.
Clayton arrived, and I poured him a glass of Jacob's bourbon. We sat on the couch and talked for a bit. It was still fun flirty chatting. I'd slipped my strappy wedges off, and he took my feet in his hands and rubbed them. As he rubbed my feet his hands kept moving up my calf to my thigh and were creeping ever higher. I couldn't help myself any longer and crawled up and straddled him. We kissed passionately, and our hands explored each other's bodies. He kept telling me how sexy I was and how much he loved my curves. I was on cloud nine. I stood up, took him by the hand and led him to our bedroom.
"I'm ready to get a look at this sexy body of yours." I told Clayton as I started to unbutton his shirt. He pulled my dress up and over my head. He stopped me from unbuttoning his shirt and held me at arm's length. "Wow, let me get a look at this sexy ensemble you have!" he said as he twirled me around and appreciatively looking at my bra and panty combination. "Like it?" I cooed. "Damn you are sexy!" I got his shirt off and ran my hands over his lean, chiseled body. There is something to be said for the feel of a fit man's body under 30. I gazed into Clayton's eyes as I worked his belt free and pushed his pants to the floor. He kicked off the pants and removed his shoes and socks.
He took me by the hand and pushed me onto our bed. He lay next to me, and we kissed for several minutes. His fingers traced all my curves and the edges of my new Victoria Secrets bra and panties. His kisses moved up and down my neck and chest. I rubbed his cock through his boxer briefs longingly. I couldn't wait any longer. I had to see it in its erect state. I tugged at his briefs. He grinned knowingly and rolled on his back to help me pull the briefs off of him. I kissed down his washboard abs and slowly eased his briefs off. As his engorged head appeared, I twirled my tongue over it sending a moan of ecstasy through him. I finally got him completely naked, took his cock in my hand and admired it. It was a beautiful cock. A little longer and thicker than Jacob but nothing like the dildos we'd played with.
"Suck it!" he said authoritatively. Keeping eye contact, I sucked lovingly on the head while running one hand around the shaft with one hand and caressing his balls with the nails of my other hand. He moved his hips in unison with my mouth, forcing me to take more into my mouth each time, moaning and telling me how good it felt and how sexy I was.
I hadn't taken another man's cock in my mouth in years, but feeling his thick cock throbbing in my hand was a thrill I can't explain. Feeling him thrust his cock deep into my mouth and hearing the sounds of pleasure he made turned me on and gave me a sexual confidence in a way I hadn't experienced in years, if ever. I loved it.
His shaft and my hands became slick with my spit and his copious pre-cum that was leaking out of his head. I moved to his side to accommodate his girth in my mouth better. He removed my bra during this time, and his hands varied between caressing/tugging my breasts and rubbing my pussy through my panties. I could tell he was getting close as he took my head in both his hands and started to more forcefully fuck my mouth. I did the best I could to take it all and gagged a bit, but it was super-hot.
"I'm cumming!" he growled as he pistoned one last time into my mouth. The first pulse of his cum hit the back of my throat, and he released his hands. I pulled my mouth off his cock but kept stroking it with my hands. Rope after rope of hot cum shot out from his cock. I was in awe of the amount and velocity with which it erupted out of him. When his moans and convulsions stopped, I grabbed a warm washcloth from the bathroom and wiped up what I could. He stroked my back and breasts while I wiped him down.
Just as I finished wiping up and threw the wash rag, he pulled me into an embrace, and we kissed for a while. He rolled me onto my back and pinned my wrists above my head with one hand the other rubbed my soaked pussy through my panties. He kissed and nibbled down my neck. He sucked on each nipple sending sparks down between my thighs. He released my wrists and worked his way down my tummy. He nibbled around my panties then slowly peeled them off me.
