As I was getting dressed for the evening, I glanced at my wife putting her makeup on in the mirror of the bathroom. She is beautiful. Thick dark brown hair that falls just past her shoulders. Angel eyes that take your breath away and cum dripping cherry lips that make any mans cock come to life. She was just finishing her mascara when I came up from behind her putting my arms around her and kissing her neck. She loves when I nibble gently just below the ear.
"You look gorgeous", I say as I smell the perfume I gave her for our anniversary.
"You don't look half bad yourself", she said, noticing my new shirt and turning into me kissing me hard on the mouth and caressing the slight bulge in my pants. "Just wait until later. I have a surprise for you."
We have been married three years and although we have had our ups and down as all married couples do, our sexual passion and excitement for each other was as strong as ever. She is younger than me, in her early twenties. I am eight years older.
She said softly, "I am going to fulfill one of your fantasies tonight."
Instantly my dick responses as a million ideas go through my head in a matter of seconds. "Oh yeah? Said I, which one might that be?"
"Oh just the one you talk about every time you fuck me doggy style on the edge of the bed."
"Surely not that one. It's just a story I tell you to get you excited when we have sex."
"Who gets excited?" She demanded. "Not just me that's for damn sure." "Well", she said teasingly as she ran her fingernail across my lips, "we will just have to see how it goes." "Take me out to a nice meal. Wine me, dine me and let me see if I can keep that big boy in your pants hard all night until I say its time."
I love it when she is this way. Dominating, seductive, mysterious. She has my full attention.
"Let me fix my lipstick again, help me with this necklace and I will be ready to go." She is wearing a short black dress, heels, and looks absolutely stunning.
Being a mom and working full time, its not very often we get to go out on the town and get wild like this. I say goodnight to our boys and tell the babysitter we will be home by midnight.
I hold her hand as we walk down the driveway. I open her door and comment again on how beautiful she looks. As I pull out onto the street, she leans over and plays with my hair and the back of my neck. It drives me crazy when she does that.
"Does my lover feel good tonight? She asks with a grin?"
"Absolutely I say…"
"You know that I love you and adore you right baby? She asks with wickedness in her voice…are you up for some playtime tonight?"
"Oh yeah, I say breathlessly…"
"Good then. Let me show you something." I glance over as she spreads her legs and lifts her dress. Taking my free hand she says, "feel my shaved pussy." I reach over and discover she is not wearing any panties and indeed her pussy is smooth and bald. She is already wet and I can feel the slickness as she rubs my fingers around and around. I slip a finger inside and just about run off the road. "Whoa there big boy. Lets not have an accident before the night gets started. Let me show you how a woman fingers herself to orgasm." She continued to rub herself and slip one and then two fingers deep inside. She wiggled and moaned and after a few minutes came softly beside me. "Wow that was a great start to our evening", she said as she offered her pussy soaked juice fingers to me. I gladly sucked them and thanked her for shaving her pussy. She knows how much I love to eat her pussy when its clean shaven.
We arrived at favorite restaurant and I got us a table in the back. After a wonderful meal and lots of sexual conversation we decided to go dancing at a local club. We are not smokers, but on occasion when we go out for drinks and dancing, my wife will have a few cigarettes. She knows how just watching her smoke seductively turns me on like nothing else. I stop at a convenience store and pick up her favorite brand. I also get a lighter and some breath mints. Back in the car, I offer her one and light it for her. The wisps of smoke drift aimlessly out the cracked window as she reapplies her lipstick and gloss so that it looks perfect. The dark liner she applied earlier makes her look so sexy. I can't wait to kiss it off. I often call this look of hers "killer lips" and it's my favorite.
"Well Ms. Hollywood, are you ready to go dancing?" I ask as we pull into darkened back parking lot of the club.
Ms Hollywood is my nickname for her because when she is dolled up like, this she certainly could pass for a movie star. It's also her cue to be someone else and to let go of her inhibitions and for her to let her naughty side out.
"Not until I can get a taste of your cock first," she says. She reaches over, unzips my pants and pulls out a very hard cock. She takes a drag off her cigarette. Looks up at me and slowly blows smoke across the head. She flicks her tongue to catch just a taste of my precum oozing out and rubs it with the tip of her fingernail. "Where did this come from?" she asks teasingly? Dipping her finger again into my precum and offering me a taste. At this point I would do anything she has be so excited. "Will you do anything for me?" She asks.
"Yes anything" I answer quickly.
"Anything at all?"
"Anything at all mistress. I am your slave tonight."
"Good" she says, as she takes my cocks deep in her mouth and gently sucks it with long, hard strokes. She senses that I am about to cum and pulls off, saying "not until later baby…much later. Hold on to that thought. Keep that dick nice and hard for me."
"Yes, mistress" I answer. I zip up my pants; kiss her once more before she reapplies her lipstick and gloss. Then we head inside.
The place is crowded with a college age crowd. Lots of loud music, lots of flashing lights. Lots of horny college boys looking for action. The younger girls are dressed much like my wife. Short dresses, heels, makeup. I enjoy people watching. There are lots to look at. My wife asks me to get her a drink and I leave her alone at the small table and head to the bar. With it being so busy it takes a few minutes for me to get our drinks and find my way back to the table. When I return she is gone. I look around the room and see her dancing with a young black man. After the dance, she brings him over to our table.
"I can't leave you alone for a minute can I?" I say playfully as she introduces Billy to me. Billy is a sophomore at the local college.
"As soon as you left he asked me to dance", my wife explained. "He is soooo handsome, I couldn't resist." She winked at me. "Billy this is my husband."
Billy said, "man I didn't know she was married. Sorry dude."
"Not a problem at all, I said, please join us."
We ordered another round of drinks and I found out Billy played high school football and just looking at him could tell he had a great body. No wonder my wife thought he was handsome. The music changed to a slow song and my wife asked me if she could dance with Billy again.
I said, "Sure, just don't do anything I wouldn't do."
I winked at her as he took her into his arms. As they danced this slow song I watched them closely. My wife was caressing the back of his neck and leaning in close to him. His arms, originally around her waist, kept dropping lower and lower. She was looking straight at me and I am certain I saw her mouth the words, I love you as she moved his hands to her ass. She was letting him feel her up right in front of me. Instead of getting angry my dick was hard as a rock, aching to be released. I continued watching them as she whispered something into his ear and then stole a kiss from him right there on the dance floor.
This was the fantasy she was giving me. During sex I always talk about watching her with a black man. While doing her doggy style on the bed, I say things like I would like to watch her suck a black man off while I did her from behind. That I would like to help her give him a blowjob. That I would like to be underneath her and lick her pussy while his dick pounds her from behind. But these were just stories! I would not really want this to happen!! Would I? Would I really want to have a threesome with another man? My dick betrayed me. Certainly I did want this. I couldn't look away. She had him positioned so that she was looking right as me smiling that wicked grin. I could tell she had told him she wasn't wearing any panties because I could only see one hand now on her ass. The other one hidden between them. And where was her other hand? One was still lovingly stroking the back of his neck the other mysteriously disappeared. I knew she was rubbing his cock though his jeans! And was he fingering my wife? The pussy I had fingered just hours ago?
The song was over much too quickly and when they came back to the table, Billy felt really nervous around me all of a sudden and excused himself to the restroom. After Billy was out of earshot, my wife said, "That was fantastic! Did you see us out there? He had his finger in my pussy and I felt his dick. Baby it is sooo big!! This is the fantasy I want to give you. This is the guy that's right to play with us."
"Do you think he will come home with us? I asked."
"Oh I don't want to bring him to our house. First you need to talk to Billy and see if he is willing and I will call the sitter and see if she can sleep over. We can get a hotel room and find out if this fantasy you have expressed can really come true."
"Ok" I said and headed off to the restroom to talk to Billy.
Billy was at the urinal when I walked up next to him and took a pee myself. I glanced over and had to look at what my wife said was a huge dick. Billy caught me looking and I asked him point blank if he thought my wife was sexy. "Hell yeah" he said.
"I saw you two out on the dance floor", I said.
"Hey I am sorry man, she was coming onto me."
"It's all right Billy. I like you. She likes you. We wonder if you would like to share a hotel room with us tonight and have some playtime?"
