She was smiling at me as we entered the club. The music was a bit loud for my taste, but it almost always is. I had no objections to the bass thump that those huge speakers were producing. I'm almost used to it in there.
My wife walked toward a table in the center of the main room and slid her thigh length leather coat down her shoulders in that seductive way that seems to make all men babble incoherently for a moment, no matter how fast talking they may be. In seconds her coat was draped on the back of a chair, as was my own, and her body was revealed to everyone around us.
She's gorgeous. There is no other possible way to describe my sexy little red head. Her body is slim, her legs long and firm, her breasts small and up thrust. Long red hair slides along her shoulder blades, almost to the middle of her back. She has the creamy smooth skin that glows in twilight and tans softly in the sun. All of these things pale, though, against those deep blue eyes. I sigh when I see her enter a room even now.
Sue smiled up at me; 4 inch heels and a short red dress made her seem even taller, though still shorter than me. I could feel a stir below my waist and feel one even now as I tell the story of that night.
"Love me?" she asked, grinning.
"More every day," I replied, reaching around to squeeze her ass. Those heels forced her muscles to stay flexed and her rear was tight under my hand.
I walked to the bar to grab a bucket of ice as she got situated at our table. I was smoking a Marlboro Light and grinning like a fool as I made my way there. What a night this would be. They always are.
We made small-talk over loud music, gazing out at the dance floor at gyrating bodies. The place was crowded, but not quite packed. There were quite a few attractive people bumping and grinding against one another. Women moved gracefully in various states of undress. Men moved the way men have to when music plays and we have to dance to it. I must admit that dancing is not my favorite activity, but here it became a bit more interesting.
"I can't wait to get fucked," she said, sipping on a glass of wine.
I grinned at this, wondering what she had in mind. I nodded. I couldn't wait either.
An hour later, we were walking around the first floor of our favorite club, peaking into rooms to see if anything interesting might be afoot. Many things were. We saw couples on couches tasting one another. There were women kissing and licking in every room. Normally, we'd stop to watch for a minute or two, but tonight Sue had something else in mind.
As we entered a sunroom in the East corner of the building, I realized just what she wanted. This was the room reserved for single males. I wondered exactly what she wanted and a moment later tossed the thought aside. I would know soon enough.
"Sit," she commanded as she pushed me onto one of the leather benches, "and relax for a minute."
I saw that spark in her eyes and knew I was in for a good time.
She sat on the bench across from me, knowing that this empty room wouldn't be empty for long. Her eyes were on mine as she slid her dress up, slowly, along those exquisite thighs. Her legs were parted wide enough to touch either side of the bench on which she sat. I watched her fingers as she caressed the smooth skin of her inner thighs teasing both of us as they moved from knee to mid thigh. Her eyes were still on me as she hooked the side straps of her silk thong and pushed down.
The room was no longer vacant and we both knew it.
She stood, her dress slinking back down into place, and knelt before me. In less than five minutes we had drawn a crowd of eight men. She loved it. I could tell by the way she pulled her red dress up to her breasts and let it fall again. Murmurs of approval were spoken for a moment and then the under beat of the music was all the sound one could hear other than moaning and panting from other rooms.
All eyes were on my wife as she stood again, her panties on the seat next to me, and pulled the dress over her head. Her nipples were jutting into the cool air of a place that would soon be hot with sex and lust.
She looked around the room at those eight men. I knew she would have fun with this.
"Stand up," she spoke to them in a sexy voice that she only acquired in moments like this, "I want to see those cocks."
All but a few stood and zippers were pulled almost immediately.
"I want two of you. The rest get to watch if they jack off for me," she moaned as she began to walk around the room.
Sue touched each cock as she walked by, softly fondling their growing erections with the tips of her fingers. She licked her lips and smiled at a few, dismissing those she thought were small or unacceptable for some other reason. Two caught her attention and she looked over her shoulder at me and smiled.
The first was tall, lean, and dark skinned. He had a seven inch cock that pointed upward and at an angle. He moaned as she stroked him for a moment, testing his hardness with a firm squeeze.
"You," she said simply and held his hard on as she went to the next one that might be what she wanted.
Her other hand caressed the cock of a black man, moving over its eight inches with fluid ease. He was a bit thicker than the other, and she liked them thick.
