Newest Lover in the Oldest City

As anyone who has met me can tell you, I am a history buff. After speaking with my wife, Heather, for any length of time, they would know she loves watching those Ghost Hunter shows on TV. It should not come as a surprise that we would take a long weekend to St. Augustine, which is only 140 miles from our house.

I love seeing the Oldest Jail, the Oldest Schoolhouse, the Fountain of Youth and of course, the fort. For Heather, the trip is for her to go on the ghost walking tour, considering St. Augustine is second only to Savanah in ghost sightings.

We arrived at our hotel just before noon. While I was putting away my clothes, I found 3 pairs of panties had been snuck into my suitcase. Each pair had something written on the ass. One had 'Panty Boy', another one was 'Cum Slut' and the last one labeled the wearer as a 'Cock Sucker'. I hadn't worn any of these for over a year.

Picking up all 3, I turned to Heather. "Are you trying to tell me something, my dear"? I asked while smiling at her and dangling them from my fingers.

Heather looked up at me and got a big smile on her face. "Those are just in case you want to play while we are here. We haven't played like that since you got your pump. I love that you are "Back in the Saddle Again", and I am very happy with our sex life, it's just that this is something we used to do, and I miss it. I don't want it all the time, just when both of us get the itch. Does that make sense or am I babbling?"

"Well, I think a little of each, but I am not opposed to playing like that again, as long as it doesn't include humiliation. I would also insist that I am an active partner, not just the clean-up and fluffer guy. Do you understand what I am looking for? All 3 of the panties could be considered names, so I wouldn't mind being called cock sucker or cum slut. So now I guess the ball is in your court. Is this the kind of thing you were hoping would happen this weekend"?

"Oh Honey, yes, yes, all that and more. I have been thinking a lot about our last party with Sam, Rob and Danny. I would love to feel that full and used again, plus this time you would be filling me as well. Throw in the fact I get to watch you suck some cock and lap up all the cream pies and I will be a very happy and sated Slut-Wife for you, any time you want."

"I was going to step outside for a cigar, but now I think I would like you to walk with me to the liquor store next to the hotel, so we can talk more about your plans and hopes for this weekend."

The front desk clerk had said there was a package store right next door to the hotel. What he didn't say was that the store was part of a Country & Western bar with a nice sized dance floor and had live music on the weekends. After I made my purchase, we headed back to our room, both of us planning the weekend in our heads.

Once back in the room, I made myself a drink & stepped out on the balcony while Heather decided to take a nap. I came up with my suggestion for a schedule. I thought it was a good balance of what we both wanted out of this trip, including Heather's new addition for extra, shall we say, activities.

About 30 minutes later, Heather woke up and I suggested we go to the restaurant for lunch and bounce our ideas around. She agreed and soon we were sitting down for a quick meal. "Well, sweetheart, would you like to hear my plan for the weekend", I asked Heather? She got a big smile on her face, leaned in close and whispered, "I'd love to hear your plan. Let's see if it is as exciting and arousing as what I was dreaming when I woke up. Lay it on me Dave, prove to me that you can still 'light my fire' just by talking".

"As you wish, Darling. I had to rearrange what we planned for on this trip, but I think I figured out how to do all you wanted, including you being a 'happy and sated Slut-Wife'. Shall I continue?"

"You damn well better Stud!" she blurted out.

" OK OK, how do you like this idea. Start with lunch, then we go down to the Spanish Quarter for shopping at the quaint little shops. Your Ghost Walk doesn't start until 7:30., I'll drop you off there and I'll go to a little tavern I saw earlier while we were sightseeing. It's called Millers Tavern and it's right there at the City Gate, which is where the Ghost tour ends around 8:30. Once I pick you up, we come back to our room and freshen up and change into nicer clothes and go to 'Sundowners Escapades', which is the bar we saw next door. Of course, the clothing rule comes into play, I pick out your clothes and dress you and you pick out my clothes and dress me. One last thing, remember, whatever happens, no humiliation and I will be involved in your pleasure. Do you have any concerns, problems or additions to my plans?"

Heather had a huge smile and said, "Lets hurry and finish eating so we can go back to our room and lay the clothes out. We won't be back here until about 9:00 tonight, right? Isn't this what you call proper time management?"

I tried to hide my laugh as I swallowed a bite of hamburger. "I guess this means you approve of my suggestion.

"Very much so," Heather said excitedly, "So much I'm done with eating and ready to go pick out clothes and I really want to see what you pick out for me to wear."

"What I pick out will be determined by what you packed. Hopefully, you were thinking about your wardrobe as you were slipping panties in my suitcase." Standing up, Heather gave me her million-watt smile and said, "As John Wayne would say, we're burning daylight! I'm ready to go back to the room. Come on, let's move it."

"You're acting like a kid on Christmas morning," I said with a grin. After I signed for the meal, I was pretty much dragged back to the room. She put her arms around my neck and whispered in my ear, "That wasn't a bad analogy. I wonder what the package I get to unwrap tonight will feel like?" I grabbed a beer from the ice chest as I watched Heather pick out my black slacks, black shoes and socks, with a grey dress shirt. The last item showed her intention and desire for the night. It was the pink panties telling anyone that saw them, I was the Panty-Boy.

She decided to take a quick shower while I looked through the closet. I selected her grey skirt, pink blouse and grey 3' heels. Next came her ever so skimpy pink panties, her pink shelf bra. I should tell you that this garment probably has a proper name, but I don't know what it is. A shelf bra has just enough cup to support the boobs, leaving the nipples exposed. The last item was the thigh high black stockings. The skirt is one I like because it is flared making easy access for any lucky guy that suits her fancy.

Heather came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. As she looked at what I laid out, she grinned and stated, "Looks like I'm not the only one unwrapping a gift tonight". I noticed while she got dressed that her trimmed landing strip had disappeared in the shower.

She was finally ready, so we headed out to the shopping section of the city. I was bored, but this was for her, so I just smiled and paid when she was ready.

Finally, it was Ghost Walk time. I dropped her off and drove the 5 blocks to the area called City Gate to wait for her. I settled down at a place called Miller's Tavern. It was an old house that had been remodeled into a bar. It was crowded but friendly and nice. It was a good mix of locals and tourist, with a guy playing a guitar on a makeshift stage. I enjoyed the conversations and the music. Before I knew it, it was time to go outside and find Heather,

As if the Fates had planned it, as I was rounding the corner to the big gates, Heather came around and walked right into me. She was so excited telling me about the tour and the ghost they saw. I finally noticed that some guy was standing next to Heather listening intently to our discussion.

I turned toward him, looked him up and down, saying, "Were you on the Ghost tour with Heather'?" He looked a little spooked considering I had about 10 years, 20 pounds and 3" on him.

Heather stepped up and put her hand on my arm. "At ease Cowboy, he was kind enough to escort me here to find you. Jake, this is my husband, Dave Stanton. Dave, this is Jake Conners. He lives in Sanford. We've had quite a conversation since the tour ended.

"Thats great!", I said while nodding at Jake. "Thank you for seeing her here safely. Now Honey, we need to be going for our date. You can tell me all about your conversation on the way back to the hotel."

"I'm right behind you, Babe, Jake, we'll see you later,' Heather said a bit lustfully.

We walked away holding hands. As we headed to our car, I squeezed her hand a little and asked with a grin, "are we going to see him later? Thats moving rather fast, don't you think? I'm sensing a story coming on."

Heather took a deep breath and blurted out, "You're right, there is more to it. There is no question I find him attractive and him living so close to us is definitely a plus. I mentioned we were going to Sundowners tonight and he knew all about it, it turns out he is one of the owners. It is the family business, owned by Jake, his father, his uncle and 2 cousins. He comes back this day every year to stay with his cousin Nick, on the anniversary of his wife's death from cancer. It's been 10 years since she passed, but he still comes back for Nick.

I also told him about our lifestyle, and he wasn't bothered by what I told him about you being orally Bi. He wants to talk to you about that later. He said to tell the bouncer that we were Jake's guest, and we would be taken to his table. Do you mind that I told Jake about you?"

"No, it would have come out later anyway. So, let's go upstairs and get changed. Just remind him, he can give me orders, but no humiliation and I WILL be involved as well. Are you ready to be used in all 3 holes?"

"You can bet your ass I am. Are you ready to clean 2 of those holes and his slimy cock several times tonight, using nothing but your mouth? When I say tonight, I mean all night and, in the morning. Maybe I should change your panties from Panty Boy to Cum Slut. What do you think?"

"I'll leave that up to you. I'm going to change while you go freshen up. If you're going to change them, do it now so I can start getting dressed.

Heather had an even bigger smile as she snatched the Panty Boy panties and pulled out the Cum Slut panties, then stripping down, she went into the bathroom. While she was busy, I stripped and got dressed in what she laid out.

When Heather came back out, I could see she took her time with her hair, make up and perfume. I reached over for her little bitty panties, kneeled down and waited for her to step into them, but she stopped and told me, "Before you dress me, drop those pants and show me how you are advertising what you are tonight."

I immediately got up and loosened my belt, unzipped and unsnapped my pants, letting them drop to the floor. I felt her fingers gently push my shoulder, letting me know she wanted me to bend over. As soon as I felt her hand softly rubbing my panty covered ass, I knew what would be coming next. Sure enough, I quickly received 2 hard smacks on the ass, followed by more caressing.

"Thats enough foreplay Cum Slut, now get me dressed."

It didn't take long to dress her. She was excited to get over to the club. When she looked in the mirror, she had a man-eating grin on her face. "You made a good selection as always, Babe."

"It's easy when you have great material to work with. I think you look good enough to eat." Heather had an ear-to-ear grin as she whispered, " I expect both of you will do exactly that, several times. Let's get going, it's almost 9:00 and I have a date."

Because I had been walking all day, I grabbed my cane as we walked out the door. Heather squeezed my arm as we waited for the elevator. "Your leg must be giving you trouble, is it because of all the shopping we did earlier?"

"Yes, it is, but not so bad that I can't take you out tonight, but I may not be much use to you on the dance floor. You might be able to find some good-looking guy willing to dance with you."

We had just walked up to the doors of the club. The parking lot was full and we could hear the music from outside. It seemed that this was the place to be in this city on a Friday night. I walked up to the bouncer and told him we were meeting Jake. The big man just nodded and pushed a button on the wall. He asked us to step aside so the people behind us could come in. I noticed he collected a $20.00 cover charge from each man and $10.00 for each female. I know that may sound strange to call a woman a female instead of a lady. It's really quite simple I learned years ago that a woman is a female, but I have no way of knowing if she a lady. It only took about 30 seconds for another bouncer to show up to take us to Jakes table.

As we approached his table, Jake stood up and embraced a very happy Heather. After a rather quick kiss on her lips, Jake turned to me, leaned in toward me and asked. "How should I address you. Are you Dave or some other name?"

I shook his hand and whispered back to him, "Thank you for your discretion. In public with other people listening, it is Dave. In a more private setting, Heather has dressed me in my Cum Slut panties. She hopes to make me earn that name later. If that doesn't happen, she defaults to Panty Boy or Bitch. So, you have choices in that situation. I hope that answered your question. I had planned on calling you Jake, unless that has been changed by either of you. Unless I'm greatly mistaken, which I rarely am, you two have been texting about this very situation. There is no problem on my part, I just don't like surprises. Are we all on the same page now?"

Jake had a big smile as he offered his hand once again. "I'd like to apologize to you. Heather told me you were very intelligent. You will see no disrespect from me. She has told me that there will be no humiliation, but you don't mind being ordered to do things, is that right? " I nodded my head in agreement as he continued. "Since we are in a public setting, do I have to ask your permission to dance with her, or hold her hand and possibly kiss her?"

I looked at Heather to see if she had something to add, but she shook her head indicating she had nothing to offer. I glanced at Jake to see his reaction to everything that has been said so far. I now knew he was on the same page as me. "I think we understand each other just fine. Let's have a drink and lay out the ground rules. What is everyone drinking, I'm buying".

Jake just put his hand in the air and waitress came over right away. "Save your money, Dave, your money is no good here." Turning to the waitress, he said," Janet, I'd like my usual, the lady would like a Margarita on the rocks, and Dave, it is Crown Royal on the rocks, right?"

"To answer your first question, look at it this way. If you didn't know us, would you walk up to a couple that was just sitting there talking and ask the woman to dance, ignoring the man? My guess is that you would not. As far as holding hands or other signs of affection, as long as you are discrete, it should not be a problem. Kissing, as usual, is iffy. Little quick pecks while dancing would be ok. Once again, discretion is the key to everything. My leg is bothering me tonight, so I won't be dancing. For the first few dances, proper manners say you should ask me if it is alright. After that, for appearances sake, you can nod at me as you go to dance. By the way, she did a lot of line-dancing years ago, I did promise to teach her the Texas Two-Step, maybe you can show her. Well, that's all I have to cover."

Turning my eyes to Heather, I asked her, "How do you feel about this? We have been talking about you in all this conversation. I just need to know if this is alright with you. I know you want this, but I'm asking if you agree with the limits I have placed on the actions here in the club."

Heather took a sip of her drink as she addressed both of us. "Both Jake and I were only thinking about the here and now. With your usual business mind, you were thinking about the next hour or two. My only question is, are all these stipulations on how we act with each other just for here at the club or do they pertain to later in our room?"

I took another sip of my drink and smiled at Heather. "Just here in public and in the club. Jake any more questions?"

Jake was grinning when he said, "Just one right now. Dave would it be alright if I asked your wife to dance. Heather has told me one of your favorite phrases about dancing. There's a good chance we may end up dancing 'Nipple to nipple and cheek to cheek'. Will that be ok with you?"

I was laughing so hard I had trouble answering him. I finally was able to say, "I expected nothing less. Go have fun and behave yourselves, at least until later."

Heather jumped out of her chair, came to me and kissed my cheek. She went to Jake, took his hand in hers and pulled him onto the dance floor. I sat and watched them for a couple of minutes. It was a fast tempo song, but they found reasons in their dance moves to have plenty of personal contact. They stayed on the floor for the next song, much slower and a lot more contact. It was also more than nipple to nipple and cheek to cheek. It included a lot of crotch- to-crotch grinding. Janet, the waitress, came by so I ordered a round for all three of us. I decided to have a cigar, I was headed toward the back doors leading to the smoking area. Jake saw me leaving and started toward when I waved him off, showing him my cigar. When he saw me giving him a thumbs up, he smiled and hugged Heather.

I found a spot outside where I could see all the action on the dance floor and our table. I heard the band start a song I knew was meant for the Two-Step I put out my cigar and went back to the table. She had a great time laughing and dancing while hugging and stealing quick kisses from Jake. She didn't do bad considering she had never done the dance before. They finally came back to the table when a fast song started.

We all sat and chatted for a while. Jake excused himself and went to the stage while the band was ending the song. Jake spoke with the singer and came back to us. He sat next to Heather as she scooted her chair a little closer to him. I noticed they both had their hands beneath the table. It did not escape my attention that both their hands and arms were moving.

Jake broke the magic of the moment by telling Heather that the next song was going to be a line dance. He mentioned that we must be pretty tired from traveling this morning and being on the go all day. I said I was a bit tired, but this night was for Heather.

"So, Heather, what would you like to do? Do you want to stay and dance a while longer or go back to the room and go to bed?"

"A little of both as if you didn't know. This is what I want to do. I want to dance one more time. I haven't done a line dance in years. After that I want to go back to the room with 2 attractive and sexy men and go to bed naked with both of them, but there had better not be any sleeping for at least 2 or 3 hours. Are you guys up to the challenge?"

Jake piped in with his opinion, "I'm ready for you to ride me hard and put me up wet. I hope I'm not assuming too much here but I ordered all the fixings for our drinks. They are being delivered to your room as we speak."

I sat and finished my drink while they were having their dance. I got Janet's attention and motioned her to the table. I gave her $40.00 as I told her Jake wouldn't let me pay for our drinks, but this was for her because she took such good care of us.

Janet seemed shocked but slipped the money in her pocket. "You do realize that was mostly because you were here with my boss, don't you?"

I smiled at her and said, "of course I do. I also realize he may not give a tip reflecting your level of service tonight. So, just keep this between us,"