My wife's close friend Jennifer had recently ended a long term relationship and had been feeling down about life. As these things go, it all happened to coincide with her upcoming birthday - a big one, which made the whole experience all the more painful for her. With my wife's supportive encouragement, she decided to dream big, and she spontaneously booked a luxurious room for the weekend, high up in the city's trendiest hotel. Of course, we were invited to join her. Jennifer was really wanting to celebrate her newly found freedom, and to let go. We were game, since we've been married, my wife and I hadn't had many opportunities to really unwind, and who doesn't welcome a break? The mantra of the evening was to let go and party as hard as we could.
Soon enough, we found ourselves in the hotel's swanky lounge. I slipped the lovely hostess a few bills, and she lead us to a booth just off the dance floor. The place was crowded, the music loud, the drinks were strong, and the ladies, well, the ladies were both rocking the sexiest short dresses in the place. I garnered more than a few jealous stares as we tried to talk over the loud music while enjoying the ambiance. After a few drinks, we spent some time on the crowded dance floor. The ladies are quite the dancers, and they were the center of attention - dancing with abandon, putting on their sexiest moves, and gyrating wildly to the music. They were both in rare form, and radiating joy. Eventually it was time for more drinks, and we decided to head back to the table. While I ordered another round; Jennifer and Kim, my wife, diverted to visit the powder room.
When the girls arrived back at the table, I noticed that Kim was a little flush. I assumed she was still recovering from the dancing. We sipped our drinks, as we admired all the well dressed dancing bodies, until Jennifer leaned in excitedly and told me that we had a special invitation to a party upstairs. She was the birthday girl, and we were letting go, so my reaction was naturally, "Let's go! Finish your drinks!"
Touching my arm, Jennifer stopped me saying; "Wait a second. We need to explain a little more about this party." She leaned in close to me to be heard over the music, giving me a nice look down her top, and said; "Do you know what a Mandingo party is?"
The fact of the matter was that I most certainly did, and I had long fantasized about taking Kim to one. But as far as I knew, unless she had been looking at my browser history, my wife had no idea about my secret fantasies. Maybe I'd been talking in my sleep.
Playing stupid, I said, "Man-what party?"
As Kim, still flushed, watched on, Jennifer proceeded to bring me up to speed. It seems they had struck up a conversation with two African American gentlemen while in the line for the bathroom, and the ladies had been given an e-ticket to the exciting rides upstairs. Kim's mouth said; "What do you think, baby, want to check it out?" but her eyes said, I'm very excited about the possibilities.
My cock said; go for it. My mouth said; "Sure, let's check it out."
This seemed to excite Kim even more, and she tucked in closer with me in the booth, stroking my leg with her hand as Jennifer's pretty brown eyes searched the crowd. Finding their target, she waved over two well dressed African American men, who were now smiling quite broadly. I had noticed them earlier at the bar and had assumed they were part of a visiting football team or something, staying in the hotel. I don't recall much of what transpired next, save to say we all exchanged greetings, and that their names were Aaron and Buck. The were both very gentlemanly, and they assured us that the party upstairs was very classy, writing down the access codes on a swanky printed invitation. Telling us they'd see us in a while, they went on their way.
In short order, our little entourage dispatched our drinks and we soon found ourselves packed into one of the hotel's very crowded elevators. I enjoyed the ladies bodies pressed against me, and at one point Jennifer whispered into my ear, "Kim is going to love this ... and so are you." The number of people on the elevator car dwindled as we made our way up to the penthouse, until it was finally just the three of us for the final flight of floors.
I had no idea what to expect, but as the doors opened, we were bathed in disco lights and dance music. We stepped out into a thriving dance scene not unlike the one we had just left, except a bit less crowded. The ladies were equally surprised, and we stood there awkwardly blinking in the lights. A few seconds later, Buck emerged from the crowd to greet us. He gave each of the ladies a hug and a kiss on the cheek, and waving to the stunning view of the glass wall across the room, he told us where the drinks were. He invited us to get comfortable and to enjoy ourselves. Just as he finished saying this, the DJ let loose a positively rocking set, and the birthday girl pulled us by the hand deep into the dancing crowd. We were swept away by the music and the energy of the dance floor. Everyone was dancing wildly and fluidly, with a little touch here, a bump there. Contact with other hot bodies was unavoidable, and apparently welcomed.
After a few songs, the music changed tempo and we took the opportunity to break for a drink. It just so happened that Aaron and Buck were standing at the bar, talking with another stylishly dressed black man named Stan. Stan and Buck seeming to take particular interest in Kim. Stan even made her blush by drawing her hand to his lips and kissing it as a galant greeting. Aaron, not being left out, was showering Jennifer with his own particular brand of chivalry.
As Buck got us drinks, we moved over near the floor to ceiling windows to admire the scenery. Our field of view contained two incredible sights; the beautiful city lights spreading out before us out to the horizon, and also a large screen TV on the wall next to the windows. It was playing an inspiring video of a very striking blonde beginning to get intimate with three black lovers.
The conversation was light and animated, though the sound level in the room required us to move in close to each other to be heard. The men were pointing out various landmarks through the windows, but our eyes were frequently getting caught on the salacious video, as the blonde, now naked, proceeded to be seduced by her paramours. I have no idea what effect this was having on everyone else, but personally I found it very exciting. Aaron had managed to move in very close with Jennifer, while Stan and Buck were framing Kim. I noticed that Stan and Buck were taking every opportunity to make contact with my wife, showering her with sweet strokes on her arms and moving with her hips in a way that kept them all in contact. They were close enough that I could see her breasts were often rubbing against the two men as she leaned into chat with them, and no doubt they were getting nice views of her breasts down her dress.
After a while I noticed that Kim had begun to touch back, and was leaning in even more. She had begun to let her fingers linger on their arms as she spoke. I also noticed that one of Stan's arms had found it's way around Kim's waist. Not only that, but he was occasionally running his hand further down her back, enjoying the curves of her luscious ass. She was clearly welcoming his advances, often times responding by shifting her legs - clearly, he was having an effect.
The video on the wall had now progressed to a moment where the blond was beginning to expose each of the cocks of her partners. The sight of this seemed to stop Kim in mid sentence, and as she stood there clearly distracted, Buck leaned in, enveloping her ear in a warm, soft kiss. A quiet moan escaped from Kim's parted lips. I couldn't tell if it was because of Buck's kiss, or from Stan's hand, which, seizing the opportunity, had made it's way under the back of her short dress. She seemed to go a little weak in the knees - using their arms to maintain her balance, as she adjusted her legs a little wider, her eyes still caught on the video. Buck's lips followed along her neck, while Stan's hand, having gained more space to explore, was no doubt stroking her under her dress. I could see that Jennifer was now in a close embrace with Aaron as well.
The birthday girl broke away and announced to us all; "How about we get this party started?"
Kim, regaining her composure, and readjusting her dress, shifted over to me. She wrapped me in her arms. Her body was radiating a heat fueled by pure lust. "What do you think baby? Are you doing ok?"
Reassuring her I was having a great time, I told her; "It's beautiful to see you in pleasure baby."