As we walked down the sidewalk, I could tell that Gloria was still horny. My arm was around her shoulder, she was holding my hand in hers directly over her breast gently pushing it down onto her breast. Every few seconds I would give her nipple a gently pinch and could feel her breathe deeply as if my gentle pinch had filled her lungs with air.
As we came to the club she let out a giggle, as if she were anticipating the fun she was going to have inside. Again the hostess asked us if we wanted the male, female side or both. I was about to speak when Gloria spoke up and answered female. The hostess seated us in a booth facing the female dancers.
"Oh my god honey look," Gloria said.
As I looked up at the stage, the dancer was the girl that she liked best. A petite brunette who seemed to get Gloria's motor running the last time we were here.
"How much money did you bring?" she asked.
"Babe, I've got plenty of cash and that brand new never used credit card, so money isn't a problem" I told her.
"Why?"
"Because I want her to entertain us tonight," she answered with an impish grin.
I looked at her and I could see all the gears in her mind turning. I was sure that lap dances and drinks and whatever else the girl on the stage could offer would soon be filling up that brand new card, but then I was okay with it.
We sat and watched her dance for a few more songs, she had obviously just gotten on stage. When she was done Gloria told the waitress to have her come over. I sat back and looked at my new wife, realizing that she was coming out of her shell. This woman who had defended my attempts to take her with kisses and blowjobs was now ready to simply take on the feelings she had kept hidden inside for 25 years.
As we had finished making love in our room, I was hearing her words over and over, "god, if I had known sex felt so good I would have started sooner." This past week had done nothing more than begin to instill her sexuality, and hearing her say something like that I knew came from the growing aching she was beginning to feel for sex.
"God she is beautiful," Gloria whispered to me as we watched her glance at us, smile and then begin to walk over.
"Hello guys, I'm Rox," she said introducing herself.
"I'm Gloria and this is my new husband Joe Michael," Gloria answered.
"OH? New husband, you guys here on your honeymoon?" Rox asked.
"Yes," Gloria responded. As she did I felt a familiar grope under the table at the crotch of my jeans.