George and Kat had been married for 17 years. Last year, she had survived breast cancer and the physical scars — if not the mental ones — were beginning to fade. This was to be their "celebration" weekend. Alone. Away. In Atlantic City.
They left Long Island a little after dinner so they wouldn't have to drive through New York City during rush hour. They crossed Staten Island and made it to the Garden State Parkway fairly quickly, and were well on their way to Atlantic City when Kat turned in her seat and asked him what he really had in mind for the weekend. Before she'd gotten sick, they'd been to Atlantic City a few times. It was their favorite little vacation spot for what they had planned — not too far, but far enough that they were unlikely to run into anyone they knew. Taking a weekend away from the suburban family life was exciting for both of them.
George liked to watch, and Kat liked to fuck. A lot. Kat loved being George's Hotwife, and George adored being Kat's cuckold, or "beta male" to the alpha males she'd pick up at the hotel bar. There was no humiliation or dom/sub side to their arrangement. George just liked to watch. And sometimes play. And always clean up afterward to reclaim her.
This time was a little different. It was the first time they'd gone away since her surgery. They'd gone once between the diagnosis and the mastectomy, but neither one of them had their hearts in it, and it hadn't been as exciting as they had hoped. Now Kat had begun to get used to her new breasts, and George couldn't wait to see her naked and in the arms of another man.
Kat was dressed in black patent leather heels that were nearly too high for her 5' petite frame to walk on. Her freshly waxed legs were bare all the way up to her black mini skirt (except for the silver anklet on her left ankle), and the white silk blouse was unbuttoned just a button too far to be considered decent. Her hair was still relatively short from the chemo, but was growing in nicely, if not a little grayer and somewhat straighter than it had been. Kat knew just how to apply her makeup so that she looked incredibly sexy without crossing the line to slutty...too much. A little slutty was going to be good for this weekend!
When she had turned in her seat to ask about his plans, her skirt revealed a little too much thigh, and her blouse shifted just enough that he could see her perfect breasts through the opening, and he took the opportunity to reach over and caress one under the flaps of the white silk shirt. "Well, I was thinking we'd fantasize together a little in the car on the way down. After all, we have a couple of hours to kill, and a little pre-game warm-up couldn't hurt. I could tell you what I envisioned, and you could stop me if I cross the line past your comfort zone."
They had agreed three years ago — after their first experience with Hotwifing and cuckoldry — that communication between them always had to be clear and honest. Their first experience had been overwhelming for Kat, and although it wasn't truly bad, it had almost turned her off to the Lifestyle. They had both decided that the benefits of her being able to suck and fuck anyone she wanted to were too great to risk overloading her ever again, and they'd agreed on boundaries that wouldn't be crossed — except perhaps when they were fantasizing.
She reached over and caressed his right thigh, indicating her approval of the plan. He removed his hand from her breast and flipped on the cruise control to set the speed at 70, a comfortable speed that was unlikely to get them stopped in the current flow of traffic. He reached over to her left thigh and caressed the outside of the leg from her knee up to her hip, lifting the folds of her mini skirt as he brought his hand upward. When he peeked over, he could see that she had done exactly as he had asked...she wasn't wearing any panties, and she had applied the Queen of Spades temporary tattoo exactly where he had wanted it...right above her freshly-waxed pussy (where her closely trimmed blonde bush would have been). The sight made his cock stir in his boxers, and George could feel the blood beginning to flow into his manhood.
George began to rub his hand across Kat's naked thigh. He traced from the top of her thigh down past the tattoo on her pubic mound, down along the outer edge of her labia to the underside of her inner thigh. His fingers caressed up and down her inner thigh past her steaming cunt several times, until she squirmed in her seat, spreading her thighs even farther apart, eager for his touch. "I think I'd like to watch from across the bar tonight. We'll go in separately, and I'll choose a seat that gives me a clear view of your booth." His deft fingers stroked closer and closer to her swollen lips, and the tip of his forefinger teased her ever so slightly as it stroked her slit.
"I'd want you to order a drink and find a booth to sit in. Sit on the outside of the booth so that your anklet shows." If there was going to be anyone in the bar who'd know what the anklet signifies, they'd surely know what the MMF charm hanging from the anklet meant, too.
George was aware that Kat knew just how to attract men at a bar. She'd have no trouble at all striking up a conversation with one or more of the hot guys who'd be there to dance, drink, and possibly get laid. And since fucking one of them was her goal too, things would likely move rather quickly. George continued as he began to part her pussy lips with his fingertip, "I want to watch you from across the room as you flirt with him. Rest your hand on his thigh and let him get close to you. Kiss his cheek. Nuzzle in close to him. When the time is right, reach down and start rubbing his cock through his trousers until he's good and hard before you reach into his fly to get a feel."
Her pussy lips opened easily and he could feel her wetness as his finger glided across her clitoral hood to the opening of her vagina. "Pull out his cock under the table and stroke its length. Make him quiver in his seat as you rub his precum around the swollen head of his cock." She let out the slightest of moans as his fingertip dipped inside her. "When you've got him just about ready to cum, drop your phone on the floor and bend down to pick it up. Take his cock in your mouth and suck on it for a moment. Snap a selfie with his cock in your mouth before you come back up." He slipped a second finger into her warm, wet pussy and she raised her hips to fuck his hand. "When you come up from under the table, smile and wink and lick your lips for him. Show him the selfie and tell him you need to send it to your husband."
"Oh, God, that's so kinky! Where did you get that idea?" she blurted out.
"I love watching you suck cock. Why wouldn't I want you to send me a selfie?" George replied, as his fingers extended and hit her g-spot. "I'll use it as a signal to come over and introduce myself. I'll explain our plan and we'll see how things work out from there."
"You really like watching me suck cock?" Kat asked coyly. "Well, how about this?" she asked as she shifted in her seat and unbuckled her seatbelt. She began to move around toward him, and told him to tilt the steering wheel. She lowered her head into his lap and kissed his trousers. She could feel his manhood through the fabric, and could tell that he was enjoying the fantasy just as much as she was. She unzipped his fly and loosened his belt. As he lifted his hips, she pulled his pants down to his thighs, releasing his throbbing cock from its enclosure. "Oh, my! Someone looks happy to see me!" she quipped, as she lowered her head to his and kissed the tip.
She took his cock in her mouth and began her "patented" slow blowjob method. He had always been fond of her oral skills, and teased her incessantly about them, always claiming she must have honed her skills as a cheerleader practicing on the whole football team. She licked down one side of his shaft and kissed his balls, and then licked back up the other side again to the swollen mushroom head. The tip of her tongue encircled his head and teased his frenulum as she flicked the underside of his purple knob. She licked up the huge drop of his precum that suddenly appeared as his cock twitched, and made an "Mmmmm" sound to show him she enjoyed his salty taste. She took his cock deep in her throat and moaned again so that he would benefit from the vibrations.
He removed his right hand from the steering wheel, and reached under her belly to find her swollen clit. He began rubbing her clit and teasing her pussy as she blew him. George knew that this wasn't the safest way to be driving, so he flicked on the turn signal and moved to the side of the highway. He set the hazards and closed his eyes as she brought him to new pleasures with her hand and mouth. Kat's delicate lips encircled his cock and her magical tongue made him feel wonderful as it teased his head and licked his shaft and balls. Her soft suction on them drove him wild when she took each testicle into her mouth and lightly drew it in with her suction. And when she licked him like a lollipop and then sucked in his head it drove him wild. The popping sound it made when she released his head to lick his cock again made him open his eyes to look at the gorgeous woman sucking his rock-hard cock.