We drove to the coast and checked into our hotel, our base of operations for the weekend. The suite was typical: king bed, sofa sleeper, a couple of TV's and, of course, the mini bar. We had a list of nightclubs we were interested in scouting, so we unpacked quickly and went on a reconnaissance mission. We ended up settling on one that was only a short walk from our room.
My wife began her preparations while I stepped out to the lobby bar for a drink. When I got back to our room, she had showered and was in the process of hair and makeup. Standing there nude, her 38DD breasts were stunning as they reflected in the mirror. Her naked ass was getting me hard and I fought the urge to strip and grope her from behind. She blew me a quick kiss and strutted out to get dressed for the evening. I couldn't resist grabbing her and nibbling on her nipples until they were hard. I wondered if they would be erect for the rest of the night. She pulled away and slipped into a sheer black wrap top that supported her braless breasts and a short black wrap skirt. She was ready.
We walked to the club and she let me enter first to check the crowd. She would enter in about a minute and if I was at the bar she would join me, we would have a drink and leave. If I was at a table, it was our signal that I was interested in watching her select a playmate. She looked beautiful as she entered and surveyed the crowd to find me sitting at a tall table against the wall with a view of the bar and the dance floor.
She walked quickly to an open chair near the end of the bar, directly in my sight line and next to three young men. She ordered a drink and began a conversation with the nearest one. He was immediately drawn to her cleavage and soon was in deep conversation with her. As she spoke to him, she began to slide her hand up his thigh. He shifted in his chair as she was obviously having an effect on him. He ordered them both another drink and as he stood to reach his wallet, I saw my wife begin to stroke his cock. The shorts he was wearing had only a single button holding the fly closed and she deftly undid it before he sat back down. He leaned to her and told her he wasn't wearing any underwear and she let him know she wasn't either. With that, he reached between her thighs and began to finger her slit. She spread her legs ever so slightly to grant him better access and I'm not sure, but I thought I heard the sound of a wet pussy from where I sat. I watched closely as she had a mini orgasm and took a cleansing breath to compose herself. She grabbed her stud by the hand and pulled him to the dance floor.
The DJ played a hot Latin number and my wife and her boy toy slithered against each other to the rhythm of the beat. Then the DJ announced he was going to slow it down and they melted into each others arms. As the lights went dim, I saw my wife reach between them and pull his cock out through his fly. As they danced, she shifted and impaled herself on his cock through the opening in her wrap skirt. The DJ noticed the action and responded by adding another slow dance to his mix, "I Want Your Sex" by George Michael. As they danced, I watched as she tensed and reached another orgasm, leaning her head on his chest. He could feel her pussy clamp down on his cock and he lifted her slightly and drove deep into her. She leaned back away from him as he shot his load in her hungry cunt. As the song ended she tucked his cock back away with a loving pat. She headed for the restroom with a shiny trail of cum leaking down her leg.
