My mind raced as my tongue licked his long hard dick. It was not uncommon for me to somewhat âcheck outâ when I sucked my husbands dick. Over the years the passion had somewhat diminished. The first blow job I had ever given had been to my husband on our honeymoon. And it had not gone well, so over the years we have not had much oral sex, and honesty, I never got much out of it.
It always seemed like a lot for work for a mouth full of sticky fluid that left a nasty after taste. So on the few occasions that I have felt compelled in the name of compassion to give my husband some good olâ fassion head, I have thought about everything from shopping lists to work schedules while mindlessly licking his average size dick.
But this was different, today I was not thinking about what I needed to pick up at the drug store, or when I was going to get the dog in for a wash and trim, or even how I was going to fit in a trip to the day spa between work and picking up the kids. As I felt the rather massive cock hit the back of my throat I tried to figure out exactly what had pushed me over the line and into bed with two hard bodied young studs 15 years my junior and 3 of my friends from work.
It had started as a joke. Amanda, the office wild woman, suggested that the girls in the office have a âgirlâs night out.â She claims her husband has a 9-inch dick and freely talks about her sex life, including not only her husband, but her toys and other escapades as well. Her bright idea was to go to a strip club in Atlanta.
Of course we all laughed and agreed that it would be fun. I donât know what everybody else was thinking when Amanda brought up the idea, but I was sure my hubbie would never go for a girlâs night out, much less an overnight trip to Atlanta. We donât get to see very much of each other due to our work schedules, so he is very âjealousâ of what little time we do have together.
When I told him that Amanda wanted us girls to go to Atlanta, he was all for it. âYou work hard, you deserve a day of shopping in Atlanta.â
He had agreed! âWeâll do more than just shopâ I remembered telling him.
âSure, I know, donât worry about it.â He smiled as he squeezed my hand. Fifteen years of marriage had built a lot of trust and he was not going to reverse himself now. His gentle squeeze of my hand communicated a world of faith. I knew I should have told him everything that Amanda had said, but he knew what a wild woman she was, as I had repeated nearly word for word every sex story she had ever disclosed.
Besides Amanda, and myself; Julie and Samantha had agreed to go. We decided to all pitch in and get one room with a couple of queen sized rooms and pullouts. The more we saved on the hotel, the more we would have to spend other places. But the afternoon shopping trip and the flurry of activity of four women getting ready to go out in one hotel room was the farthest thing from my mind as I licked Tonyâs heavy balls.
Of the four of us, at 37, I was the oldest. Amanda was just barely 31 and the link between me and the other two who were in their mid-twenties. So, Julie and Samantha looked up to Amanda, and I, well I did not want to admit that after 15 years of marriage I was âtoo oldâ to go out with the girls. So we ended up at an âall male review.â
The club was âupscale,â much nicer than I had expected. I would have used the word âclassyâ if not for the loud music and the dancing men, who felt compelled to dress up as policemen, carpenters, firemen and whatnot. There were no more than a dozen dancers in the place. I wanted to set towards the middle of the room, but the others pulled me to a table next to the stage.
Tony was the fourth dancer we saw that night. He was dressed like a sailor. Iâm not sure if it was the uniform, his smile, his hands, or his thick dick. But I was hooked from the first time I saw him. Amanda must have noticed something. After the last dancer left, Julie asked if we could see it again. Samantha and Amanda gave her a hard time, and I just smiled and said âwhatever.â
So we ended up watching the second show. This time there was much more eye contact between Tony and me. And this time, Amanda noticed. When the show was over, it was Amandaâs turn. âLetâs just stay a little while longer.â
By now the place had thinned out a little. When Tony finished dancing, Amanda motioned him over and said âhow about a private dance?â He agreed and within moments, I was inches away from young Tony and his hot body. Nobody had to say a thing. They all knew the dance was for me. He circled my chair and inched his pelvis nearer and nearer to my body. Finally, I felt his penis brush against my back, my arms, and dangle just inches away from my face. Then the music was over.
âWhat are you doing after the show?â Amanda not so subtly invited him to join us.
Tony took the bait and ran with it âI donât know, what are yaâll doing?â
Amanda flashed him a smile and said âOh, weâre going back to the hotel club for a few drinks.â He smiled back at her and then his eyes drifted to each of us in turn, ending with a long gaze into my eyes.
âDo ya want to grab a drink with us?â Julie smiled and leaned forward showing off her cleavage as she did.
âSounds like fun, but Iâm really not supposed to date the customers.â He laughed.
Now Samantha quipped, âWell, itâs not like you are going to date one of us, weâre all going out for a drink!â
âBesidesâ chimed in Julie âwe are from out of town, what ever happened to âsouthern hospitalityâ?â
Still smilinâ Tony laughed and said âOk, ok, in the name of âsouthern hospitality. Just give me a second to change, meet me at the gas station next doorâ he said and started towards the back of the room.
âI can NOT believe you guys invited him to get a drink with us!â I exclaimed.
âWell, we can ditch him.â Amanda answered.
âOr we could ditch you!â Samantha giggled.
âCan you believe how big his dick is?â Julie said âI have been looking for one like that for a long timeâ she continued.
âYouâve been looking in the wrong placesâ Amanda chuckled âBesides itâs not all that big, my hubbieâs dick isâ
âWe know, we knowâ interrupted Julie
â9 inches longâ we all said in unison.
âWell, it isâ Amanda said without batting an eye, âHonestly!â Turning towards me and brushing her hair back over her shoulders.
âSo are you with us, or do you call your hubbie to come pick you up?â Samantha said with a wicked grin on her face.
âOk, ok, I didnât say I was against the idea, I just said I could not believe that you invited him!â I smiled, hoping they wouldnât notice the fear in my voice.
âCome on Kellie, you know you would love for him to fuck youâ Amanda said.
âSize isnât everythingâ I answered as I flushed.
âYeah, but itâs the most important thingâ Samantha answered.
âLetâs get out of here!â Julie said as she stood up.
We rushed, laughing to the minivan we had decided to take. A moment later we were at the Shell station and Tony pulled up in the passengerâs seat of a BMW. I recognized âEdâ as the fireman. His chest was too hairy for me, but Samantha had been tipping him rather heavily all evening.
âSo, I see you brought your bodyguardâ Amanda giggled.
Ed laughed, âI play a fireman, but I moonlight as a chauffeurâ Ed said with a broad smile.
âSo, are you going to ride with him, or do you want us to give you a ride home?â Julie said.
âCome on guys,â Samantha said, âLetâs invite him too!â