Once the guys, the two remaining after the other two had problems with pre-mature ejaculations, took their eyes off your clean shaven, moist and swollen cunt lips and took your extended hand to move to the dance floor. They both followed you onto the floor where a disco song was playing. You began to dance, sway and play to the beat of the music as you turned around to face them. They both began to dance around you, taking turns taking your hand and spinning you around which caused your skirt to flare erotically. You could see me smiling on the other side of the rail every time your skirt flared. Of course this gave you ideas immediately. When one of the guys took your hand again, you with the other hand grabbed and pulled up on your skirt, which caused the other guy dancing with the two of you to clap his hands enthusiastically. From the look of your smile it seemed like you were having a great time and it was obvious the guys were having a ball. The three of you danced and played through a couple of songs continuing to have a great time laughing, flirting and teasing each other. Then the band took a break.
One of the guys wrapped his arms around you, pulled to him and gave you a very wet, juicy and tongue wagging kiss, which you responded too with vigor of equal to or more so than he was giving. The other waited patiently for a few seconds but finally got tired of waiting and tapped you both on the shoulder letting you know it was now his turn. Reluctantly the other guy finally let you go and the other guy spun you around and did exactly the same type erotic kiss. Again, you were more than a willing participant. After everyone else had left the dance floor. The first guy that had kissed you came to the table where I was sitting, smiled and ask if he could sit with me. I waved him into a seat still watching you growing more and more hot as the guy just would not stop kissing you. After a couple of minutes the two of you were the only ones on the dance floor, which was causing quite a stir around the bar.
The guy sitting with me started to make conversation, heehawing around in such a way that I could tell he wanted to talk about something other than the weather. He began to tell me how lucky I was, how sexy you looked and what fun they were having dancing with you. He thanked me for letting them dance and occupy you for most of the night. We talked and he shared they were in town for a convention; staying in the hotel we were dancing in. After stuttering and stammering some more the guy finally got out an invitation for us to come up to their room for a drink. I shared that we did not drink but if he and his friend could talk you into it, she or we might be willing to go up to your room for a while. This confused him to no end. He sat turning from looking at me to looking at you and his friend still locked together like horny lovers. I let him stew for a couple of minutes not knowing where this was going. Finally, I ask him if he knew what a submissive slut is. His eyes got as big as saucers and again he looked from me to the two of you. Then he asked in a very polite and courteous voice, "Are you telling me she might be willing to go up to our room with the both of us for a while?"
"Again, you will have to ask her. But it is absolutely fine with me, whatever you two can talk her into." I said smiling.
Again, he was unsure where to go with this. After some serious thought he ask, "Let me understand what is going on here, ok?"
I again smiled and said, "Sure."
He began to explain that his understanding of a slut was someone who liked sex a lot and fucked other people but was not a whore who would charge money. Now the submissive part he was not totally sure about.
Again smiling I answered, "So far you have a slut pegged pretty closely."
He blurted, "But isn't she your wife and you are telling me she is a slut, who might go up to our room with me and my friend knowing that we want to have sex with her."
I laughed and shared, "Sounds like you are finally figuring out what may happen here."
Once more his eyes got at big as saucers. He wanted to be very sure what he was hearing so he politely asks again if he could ask a few more questions. I replied that he could ask me anything he might want to ask. So he started stammering and stuttering again when loud whistles, hoots, applause and hollers began to come from the bar area. We both looked up and my wife and the other guy had finally drawn the attention of most everyone in the room. After a couple of more minutes it finally dawned on them that all the noise was about them, so embarrassed they broke from groping kiss and hurried back toward the table.
My wife smiling and embarrassed sat down without an audience for her leg show and put her face in her hands, shaking her head back in forth in disbelief. The guy who had been kissing her sat down laughing and talking about what a little hottie she is. Then he realized what he had said in front of her husband, he immediately started making apologizes. I let him know that it was quite all right and I felt exactly the same way. I have known for a long time what a little hottie she is. He realizes I'm not mad and thanks me for letting them dance with her. I let him know he was welcome.
You raise your face out of your hands and say, "If you guys will excuse me for a moment I'll go powder my nose and get a breath of fresh air." With that the guy you had been kissing her started to get up, saying he would go with you to get some of that fresh air. His friend grabbed his arm, motioning him to keep his seat, whispered to let her go and to shut up. The guy looked at him like he was crazy, leaned over and began to whisper in his friend's ear. The guy who had been sitting at the table listened then told his friend to just cool it, stay where he was and to please shut the f_ _ k up, thank you. The kissing guy looked at his friend in disbelief but stayed where he was as my wife danced away towards the ladies room.
Then the guy I had been talking to at the table resumed where we had left off, or so he hoped. "As I was saying, before we were so rudely interrupted by your beautiful wife and bozo here. You would not be angry or mad that we might want to take your wife upstairs to our suite and try to talk her into having sex with us?" he said loud enough for his friend to hear every word. His friend's mouth dropped open and his eyes got as big as saucers again.
Looking at the kissing guy trying to figure out how this conversation got to this point I had to laugh knowing one would have had to be there to understand. So I calmly shared, "What I said was it was entirely up to her what she wanted to do or not to do. If you guys can talk her into something I am perfectly fine with it."
Kissing guy shaking his head to make sure he had not had too much to drink and wanting to be sure he was following this conversation fully, said, "Whoa, did I hear you correctly? You just ask this gentleman if we could take his wife up to our room? Is that right." He looked back and forth from me to his friend in disbelief.
His friend laughingly said, "Now you know why I told you to keep your seat and shut up."
No sh_t!" kissing guy said in amazement.
About that time you returned to the table looking sexily refreshed. Smiling as you could feel many eyes on you and your sexy attire. When you were seated, you pulled me to you and whispered in my ear, "Don't you think you better take me home now before I get into more trouble?"
