Well, despite it being nearly 3 am when we finally drifted off to "sleep", thinking about the evening while lying next to Cyn's naked body kept me semi awake - and semi erect - all night, making for a fitful sleep at best. It seemed like she was either pressing her ass against my cock, or holding it, occasionally moaning to herself as she 'slept'. I couldn't be sure if she was intentionally trying to tease me, of just enjoying the feeling of our bodies.
As I drifted in and out of sleep, my mind kept wondering what had gotten her suddenly so excited about the hotwife idea. I mean, we had fantasized and role played it many times, always leading to great sex when we did. But tonight had been on a whole new level, Cyn was very serious about it, and apparently Bill was in her mind a good potential bull. I had to find out what he said to her, and if she was truly serious about making our hotwife fantasy a reality.
I was fully erect thinking about it all at 10 am when she started to stir. She turned toward me and gently stroked my cock with both hands.
"Mmmm" she murmured as she continued stoking me with one hand and cupped my balls in her other, 'Your balls feel heavy and full again, and you've been hard all night. I love it... it feels so good."
Well, I thought, at least I wasn't the only one who was awake half the night! And she was right, my balls were aching for release yet again. She was keeping me so horny! I put my arm around her, rubbing her back as I gently thrust to meet her strokes.
"It was amazing last night. And you're obviously ready for some more!" She smiled as she squeezed my cock and looked up at me. "What's gotten into you?"
"You." I said.
"Me?" she asked playfully. "What did I do?"
"Your sexy dress, and attitude, and playing such a naughty wife like that. You know how that turns me on."
"Yes, I know it does. So... we've been talking about this as our fantasy forever... what if we make it more than just fantasy? Would that be something you'd like?"
Before I could answer, she got out of bed and told me to shower and meet her downstairs in 10 minutes. I wondered why downstairs, but was in for whatever she had in mind.
"Think about it and we'll talk more about it then!" she sassed as I saw her naked tush disappear into her bathroom.
I got ready in record time, straightened up the bed and room. I went to the kitchen and fixed us each a glass of juice and was in the living room waiting in my silk boxers for what seemed like forever. Her door was slightly ajar and I could smell perfume wafting into the living room. Finally I heard the clicking of heels coming down the hall. Heels? I wasn't sure what to make of that, but I sure was curious!
When she came into the living room you could have pushed me over with a feather! She was wearing a denim mini skirt/jacket outfit which was very form fitting with her jacket buttoned in front. The skirt was short - well above mid thigh and God her ass looked so good in it! Her perfectly tanned legs were so shapely in high heels. She had put her makeup on slightly heavier than usual, and teased her hair up into a vampy look. Gold hoops, a gold bracelet and a gold chain around her neck, all bright against her tanned skin. She was definitely giving off the nighttime version of the "soccer mom by day, hot mom by night" vibe.
She did a pirouette in the middle of the room for my benefit.
"So, how do I look?" she asked as I handed her her juice.
"So good! I guess I'm under dressed" I offered, sitting on the couch in my shorts.
"Not at all." She replied. "I love silk boxers, plus they make it easy to see that you approve!"
She sat down by me and tasted her juice. She hesitated and then suggested we might enjoy it more with a little vodka in it. I obliged and got up, making hers a double.
She giggled at the major tent in my boxers as I brought her glass and sat back down next to her.
"Well I can see that needs some attention." she noted as she crossed her legs showing off her legs. "But... let's talk first."
She said quite enthusiastically that she really enjoyed herself last evening and all night and hoped I had also. I assured her I did and asked what brought out her naughty side last night. She explained that she had been wanting to have a little naughty fun, and since I had told her we wouldn't know anyone at the wedding, she thought about it all week and decided that it would be fun to indulge my never ending desire to see her dress and act like a wild and sexy wife. She admitted she began to lose her nerve a bit in the afternoon, but said that a few Margaritas while she got dressed helped her get over that, and on the spur of the moment she decided to go completely "commando" and wear nothing at all under her dress!
"You can thank the Margaritas for that!" she joked, adding that being totally naked except for her thin dress, heels, and jewelry was the sexiest feeling ever. "I didn't think you noticed that I wasn't wearing anything under my dress, because you didn't say anything. So then I thought it might not be as obvious to everyone else as it felt to me."
"You looked so sexy... I wondered a couple of times because I didn't see any bra or panty lines, but I figured you were wearing one of your hot little thong teddies. All I know is that you looked fantastic!"
"Thanks, honey. I was so nervous, especially when we got there and went in. With every step I could feel my breasts jiggling and my dress would open enough so I could feel cool air against my bare... everything. It felt almost like I was totally naked!"
"It didn't seem to bother you, you looked totally relaxed and confident..."
"Oh Drew, I have to admit I was so nervous, but once I got inside and past that I didn't mind it so much. Once I got got a drink, I saw that I knew no one, I felt much more relaxed and really started enjoying it..."
"Enjoying 'it'?" I asked, knowing what 'it' meant.
"Yes, you know, being nearly naked in the middle of all those other people, with only that thin dress on. I was nervous, but it was so hot for me. I felt hot for sure. And knowing how much you love it and say you want to share me, I kept thinking 'I could play with any of these guys and you would be ok with it'. And... as you might have noticed, a lot of guys were checking me out."
"Yes, I noticed..."
As we talked , Cyn had been casually unbuttoning the top few buttons of her jacket. Her cleavage was coming into view, as if I wouldn't notice.
