Blac Tie Optional

Black Tie Optional

Rita and Sofia sat next to each other on the large sofa in the living room of Rita's house. Their husbands flanked them on the couch. Rita is a gorgeous five-foot-five 35-year-old with shoulder length light brown hair and fair skin. She has large natural breasts and a round bottom. Sofia, also 35, is a Puerto Rican beauty with long raven black hair that stops in the middle of her back. She is the same height and has a similar body type to Rita. In other words, she also has big tits and a nice ass.

Their husbands are perfect examples of regular-looking white guys. Both are about five-foot-ten. Both have medium builds. On a scale of one to ten for looks, each is about a 7.5 overall.

Once a week, the two couples get a babysitter for their kids and have a double date. On this night, they had finished their takeout Chinese food and the movie they watched was ending. The motion picture had been much raunchier than they had expected. As the credits rolled, the foursome began talking about the jokes in the comedy.

"It was hilarious," said Sofia's husband, Tony.

"It was okay, but sort of juvenile," said Sofia.

Darren, Rita's husband, said, "I agree with Tony. That movie was great."

"You

would

think so," said Rita. "It was like it was written by, and for, teenage boys."

"What do you mean?" said Tony.

Sofia replied, "She means that all the jokes were dirty and every female character in the movie showed her boobs at least once. Even the grandmother."

"And that scene in the restaurant was ridiculous," Rita added.

"C'mon. That was the best scene," said Tony.

"The lead female character crawls under the table and gives her boyfriend a blowjob in a busy restaurant. No woman would ever do that," his wife Sofia said.

"Maybe not you two, but I think a cool girl might," replied Darren.

Rita said indignantly, "Did you just say that we're not cool?"

"That's not what he's saying," Tony defended. "The character in the movie was supposed to be 22 years old. You two are more mature than that."

"So, you're saying we're lame

and

old?" Sofia asked with a hint of irritation.

"No. It's just that young girls are more interested in fun," said Tony.

"Oh, now I get it. You two think we're lame, old, and not fun," said Rita. "If you think that, why do you stay married to us?"

Hoping to break the tension, Darren smiled and said, "Huge knockers."

Tony laughed. The wives did not. At this point, the men realized that there was no way of getting out of the hole they had dug. They cleaned up the place settings from dinner and loaded the dishwasher. Fifteen minutes later, Darren and Rita were driving home.

*****

A few days passed, and Rita and Sofia went shopping for dresses for the big gala that Saturday night. Darren and Tony jointly own a production studio and had produced a video about the gala's honoree, a billionaire philanthropist. Because the video would be screened at the event, the husbands got four complimentary tickets to the dinner that cost most of the other attendees $5,000 per seat. The invitation said, "

Black Tie Optional

", meaning everyone would be dressed in upscale attire.

As Rita and Sofia walked out of their dressing rooms at the boutique, each woman was wearing the elegant, but conservative, dress she had chosen. While they made plans for how and when they would meet up on Saturday, they began to talk about the movie they had watched with their husbands. More to the point, they spoke about their husbands' comments about them following the movie.

"How dare they say that we aren't cool?" Rita asked.

"Or that we're not fun?" asked Sofia.

Rita added, "Or not as young as a 22-year-old?"

"Well, that one is just objectively true. I mean it's simple math," Sofia said. "But we're cool and fun, right?"

"Yeah," said Rita. She thought for a bit, trying to find recent proof of her coolness, then said, "When we were on vacation last year, Darren and I rented a motorcycle."

"Do you mean that motorized tricycle with the two wheels in the front?" Sofia asked rhetorically.

"Um... yeah," said Rita.

"I'm not going to count that thing as a motorcycle," said Sofia. She thought for a couple of seconds, then said proudly, "I was in a wet tee-shirt contest."

Rita responded, "Sofia, I was there. That was 14 years ago. You wore a black tee-shirt, and you kept your bra on underneath. It was the only time I've ever heard a girl booed at a wet tee-shirt contest."

In an epiphany, Sofia said, "Oh my goodness, we

are

lame."

"I'm sure we have something going for us," Rita said, trying to reassure her friend and herself.

As Sofia looked in the full-length mirror, she began to laugh. "What's so funny?" asked Rita.

"Your husband told us what we have going for us," Sofia said.

The women looked at each other and said in unison, "Huge knockers."

Both burst out in laughter.

Rita said, "But seriously, we have to be less lame."

"Starting with not buying these dresses," said Sofia.

*****

That Saturday, the two couples entered the hotel ballroom for the formal gala. The room was a sea of round tables with a long dais at the front where the honoree and dignitaries would sit. Darren and Tony looked handsome in their black tuxedos. The ladies were stunning, decked out in what they had bought earlier that week. Sofia was wearing a tight blue dress that hugged her curves. The dress was so low-cut that her tits were practically spilling out of it. Rita was wearing a sheer cream-colored silk dress. She was braless and the air conditioning was running full blast. Her hard pink nipples were poking against the fabric that was so thin the outlines of her puffy areolas were visible.

The invitation said there would be dinner before the awards ceremony. The couples were seated at a table in a corner at the very back of the room. Tony and Darren supposed that they were assigned to the table because they were not big wigs like most of the people at the event. Also at the table of six was an average-looking 40-year-old named Tim, a middle manager at the honoree's company. Tim had brought his wife, Nancy, a very attractive 39-year-old petite blonde with a tiny waist and perky B-cup breasts. Nancy looked to be no more than five feet tall.

While dessert was being served, the emcee announced that the program would start shortly. Rita looked at the layout of the room and how people were seated at their table. So that Rita, Sofia, and the other woman could more easily see the program, they were facing the rest of the room, with their backs to the wall. This meant that the men at the table were sitting with their backs to the rest of the room. Each table had a long black tablecloth that extended to the floor.

Rita leaned in close to Sofia's ear and whispered, "Do you definitely want to prove to the guys that we're not lame?"

Sofia whispered back, "I thought that's why we wore these dresses."

"The dresses are just the appetizer. I'm talking about the main course," whispered Rita.

"Okay, I'll ask. What's the main course?" Sofia whispered.

At an even lower volume, Rita said, "When they dim the lights and start the video, we're going to crawl under this table and suck our husband's cocks."

"Like the girl in the movie?" said Sofia.

"Just like the girl in the movie," confirmed Rita.

A reluctant Sofia said, "Really? Are you sure the dresses aren't enough? I've already had two nip slips tonight."

"Three," said Rita.

"Aww man," Sofia said as she looked down and saw that her left nipple had escaped her dress. She quickly adjusted her clothing so that she was again covered.

Rita went on, "Darren has been working on that video all week. It's exactly 14 minutes and 23 seconds long." She fiddled with her phone, then said, "I've set a timer to give us a minute to spare." Rita typed, but did not send, a message in the group text that read,

"@Darren and @Tony Be ready for a surprise during the video

."

A minute later, the emcee announced, "And now, a short film about tonight's guest of honor."

Sofia looked at Rita and said, "Are we really going to do this?"

"Yes," answered Rita. The lights dimmed, making the room dark except for the movie screen and the exit signs. Rita sent the text message, then lifted the tablecloth and slipped under the table. From under the table, Rita grabbed Sofia's arm, saying "Get your ass down here."

Once under the table, Sofia whispered, "It's pitch black under here."

Rita whispered back, "You don't need to be able to see. Just find your husband's cock and suck it." As the women crawled side by side toward their husbands, they had to split up to navigate around the table legs.

While crawling, Rita thought how she was not always as lame as she had become. Thanks to a semester abroad when she was 19 years old, she became extremely skilled at blowjobs. During those four months traveling about Europe, a young Rita experienced five different countries and seven different cocks. This night, under a table, she was eager to recapture some of her wildness and very confident she could get the task done before time ran out.

Rita fumbled around in the dark until reaching her destination. Once she felt kneecaps, she patted her way up the thighs until she found his zipper. She whispered, "Here's your surprise." She unzipped his fly and pulled out the flaccid member.

She wrapped her lips around the soft cock and began massaging it with her tongue. Her husband Darren had always been a grower, not a show-er, so Rita was not surprised when she fit the entire dick in her mouth. She also was not surprised when it began to swell. Moments later, she could take in less than half the length of his tool.

Rita loved that she was sucking cock in a room full of people. The only thing preventing her from being seen was the thin cloth draped over the table. The fact that she could not see the other guests did not stop her from knowing they were there. There was something exhilarating about the possibility of being caught. She felt a tingle between her legs. Without even touching it, she knew her pussy was getting wet.

Rita circled her fingers around the base of his unit. As she sucked his dick, he began to squirm in his chair. Rita understood this to mean that she was doing a good job. She decided to make this a "juicy" blowjob, using more spittle than she normally would. As she rapidly bobbed her head up and down, Rita slurped on his member. Not just because she knew he would like it, or because she also liked the way it felt, but because it was loud. She was pushing the boundaries, almost daring people to figure out that she was sucking her husband's cock under the table.

Still, this was not enough for Rita. Darren tends to be quiet during their lovemaking. But on this night, she wanted to give him so much pleasure that he could not stop himself from audibly grunting or groaning. She was aggressive in how fast she was bobbing her head and the amount of suction she was using. She was like a high-powered vacuum cleaner sucking his cock. Rita then took the length of his rod as far down her throat as she could manage. So far that her eyes began to water.

That did the trick. She heard a loud grunt. So loud in fact that she thought people at other tables might have heard it too. Then, she felt the first spurt of hot cum hit her soft palate. Followed by another. Then another. She kept on sucking - milking his cock. She did not want to stop until she had drained every bit of spunk from her husband's balls.

Once Rita thought he had fully shot his wad, she swallowed. Although she still could see nothing under the table, after she removed his dick from her mouth, she squeezed the head. She then licked the tip, taking the last dollop of jizz that had been in his cock. She tucked the now deflating member back in his underwear. And as a final courtesy, Rita even zipped his trousers.

She then crawled backward to her seat and emerged from under the table. She looked at the timer on her mobile phone and saw that only eight and a half minutes had elapsed. She was very pleased with herself. It had been years since Rita made Darren nut so fast from a blowjob.

All the sexual activity had made Rita horny as fuck. She noticed that Sofia still had not resurfaced. The thought of her friend under the table still sucking Tony's cock made Rita even hornier. Her clit was aching to be touched. She decided that she had enough time to pleasure herself before the video ended.

Using the long tablecloth as cover, she hiked up the hem of her dress until it was at her mid-thighs. She then reached under the dress and began to caress her love bud through her panties. As she did, she savored the cum taste still in her mouth and imagined what Sofia was doing under the table.

In her excitement, Rita moved her soaked panties to the side. She used her two fingers to vigorously rub her clit. Obviously, more sexually aroused than she initially thought, after only a minute, Rita gave herself a quiet but powerful orgasm. She knew this would have to hold her over until the gala ended and she could go home and properly fuck her husband. But, still feeling particularly naughty, she brought her hand to her face and sniffed the fingers she had used to get herself off. She put them in her mouth and sucked them clean. All this while the lights were still dimmed.

As for Sofia, once under the table, she had been more reluctant than Rita. She was unsure whether she had the courage to go through with the plan. She had never done anything as brazen as give head with so many people around who might discover her.

As she was on her knees in the dark, it took her at least a minute to initiate contact. She was so nervous that her hands were trembling as she undid the zipper in front of her. She finally freed the cock from its boxers, then stroked the man meat until it was rock hard.

Sofia estimated that she had about ten minutes left before the video ended. But she was not worried. For fun, she had timed herself on a few occasions and knew that she could get Tony to blow his load within ten minutes after she started sucking him off.

As she continued stroking the cock, Sofia felt a bead of liquid ooze from the tip. Although she was still anxious about giving head in a crowded room, she steeled her nerves. She leaned forward in the dark, used her lips to find the head of his member, and lightly kissed it. She tasted the sweetness of his precum.

She began licking the length of the shaft up and down like a flesh lollipop. Sofia opened her mouth and took in the swollen cockhead. She swirled her tongue around it again and again, paying special attention to the frenulum.

Sofia bowed her head into his lap, taking in half his dick. As she moved her head up and down over and over again, she devoured his cock with each downward thrust. She used her hand to jerk the shaft while she sucked the head. This continued until experience told her that her husband would be ready to pop.

Usually, by this point, precum was freely flowing from the tip of Tony's cock. Right on cue, she could taste an abundance of the syrupy fluid. It was time for her tried and true finale, featuring her secret weapon, the fact that she had no gag reflex. Sofia's blowjobs always ended with her deepthroating Tony until he filled her mouth with hot cum.

On her knees under a table in a ballroom, Sofia held up her part of their relationship. With the cock halfway down her throat, she awaited a gush of Tony's splooge to hit her tonsils. When that gush did not come, she pulled her head up until only the head was still in her warm mouth. She then deepthroated and again waited for her liquid reward. When it did not come, Sofia performed this sequence at least four more times. Each time taking the cock all the way to the base.

Then, the video ended. Sofia would have sworn she had more time, but even under the table, she could tell that the lights were back on. Still, she thought that neither she nor Tony would be satisfied if she left the job incomplete. She remembered that Tony loved watching her suck his cock. She would always look her husband deep in the eyes as he came in her mouth. That's what had been missing. She was positive that, if he saw her with his dick in her mouth and she looked him in the eye, he would explode.

She knew it was risky, but she reached up and slowly lifted the tablecloth, hoping no one else would see. She raised the tablecloth to her brow and finally made eye contact with... Darren. Sofia's and Darren's eyes widened in surprise. Sofia would have gasped, but her lips were wrapped around the base of Darren's cock as she sword swallowed his entire manhood.

Although she mistakenly had been sucking off the wrong man, Darren had the same reaction she had expected from Tony. Shortly after making eye contact with her, Darren blew his load. She dropped the tablecloth so that he could no longer see her, but that did not stop the eruption. Sofia stayed in place for fear of being blasted in the face if she moved away. The result was that Darren shot rope after rope of his hot jizz into her mouth.

Once she was sure that Darren's balls were empty, Sofia took her lips from around his cock and crawled backwards. As Rita saw Sofia coming from under the table, Rita, thinking quickly, dropped her mobile phone next to Sofia.

As Sofia was emerging, Rita pointed at the device. Sofia picked up the mobile and, as she sat down, handed it back to Rita.

Rita made a big deal about the exchange, saying loudly, "Thanks for finding my phone under the table."

Sofia smiled in return. Tony asked Sofia and Rita, "What did you think of the video?"

Rita responded, "I liked it, but it was shorter than I thought it would be."

Tony said, "Last night, we got a call telling us that it had to be less than ten minutes. We had to cut nearly a third of the footage. What did you think, Sofia? Did you like it?"

"Mm-hmm," she responded with tight lips while nodding her head.

"We didn't cut too much, did we?" Tony asked.

Still with tight lips, Sofia responded, "Mm-mm," while shaking her head.

Rita leaned close to Sofia and whispered, "Why aren't you speaking?"

When Sofia looked her in the eye but did not respond, Rita figured out the reason for the silence. Rita then whispered, "Oh my gawd, do you have cum in your mouth?"

Sofia nodded her head. "Well, swallow it," Rita whispered.

Sofia shook her head no. "You can't just sit there with a mouth full of semen," whispered Rita. "Swallow it."

Again, Sofia shook her head no. Feeling playful, Rita whispered, "You're being very stubborn for someone who is so ticklish."

Sofia shot Rita a look that said, "

Don't you dare

."

Rita smiled, then whispered, "Either swallow your husband's cum or it's tickle time."

Sofia closed her eyes and reluctantly gulped down the spunk. She then whispered in her best friend's ear, "It wasn't

my

husband's cum."

Over the next few minutes, Sofia and Rita discussed everything that happened under the table. Well, almost everything. They deduced that somehow they had gotten mixed up in the dark. Rita concluded that, because Sofia had blown Darren, she must have inadvertently blown Tony. Rita then decided it was time to tease their husbands about what had transpired.

Because there was another couple at the table, Rita and Sofia could not speak openly, which would make the teasing even more fun. She looked at Darren and said, "So, sweet husband of mine, did you enjoy your surprise?"

Darren grinned ear to ear and, with an embarrassed look, said, "Yes. Yes, I did."

Sofia then asked her husband, "What about you, Tony? Did you enjoy the surprise Rita promised in the text message?"

"Oh, I think I left my phone in the car," said Tony.