We've met with Jacob now three times, each one of them becoming more and more intimate. The last was just a few days ago.
Our relationship with Jacob started at a charity event one evening in our home town. We ended up at the same table and struck up a conversation and spent the rest of the event chatting about everything under the sun.
He was a married man with a couple of kids but was from an eastern city and only got to town once in a while as a function of his job. It seems that he was a customer rep and stopped in every few months to meet with his clients and take care of any problems that they needed help with. Pretty typically, he said he'd get in on a Monday morning and would leave out first thing on Saturday so that he could spend most of the weekend with the family.
That's how he came to be at the charity event. His client gave him a ticket for the dinner and since he had nothing to do on this Friday night, he decided to see what the event was about.
My husband and I have been in, shall we say, "The Lifestyle" for a number of years now. But one thing was always a rule. That is that we never play at home or in our home city. We're a small Midwest city and we are a very well-known couple. Knowing that we love to share each other with other couples or an occasional single would not be very well received in this community. Having our friends here know that I love to suck and fuck the cocks of men who are not my husband or flick my tongue across the clit of a woman while my husband's cock is buried up to his balls in her pussy would not be well received here.
So, we are very staid and upstanding here at home. That means we usually have to leave town to have any real fun.
But as we were sitting here at the bar of the hotel that Jacob was staying at, I was becoming very attracted to this stranger. He was in his late 40's, tall and fairly well built. I suspect that he ended up in the fitness center of the many hotels that he stayed in while he traveled to service clients.
I was dressed in my usually conservative blouse, skirt and blazer because this was a local event and between my hubby and me, we knew most everyone here. So, conservative and professional was my outer appearance. Yet, no one except my hubby knew that beneath I was wearing black stockings, a black garter, and a ¼ cup bra that held my breasts on a nice neat shelf. If one looked very carefully, he or she could see my very hard nipples beneath the silk blouse. But, otherwise, I looked the part of a conservative professional woman in this small city.
And I think that Jacob was close enough that he could make out my nipples as I brushed back my hair or shifted my blazer. And they were very hard......and I was trying to be as coy as I could so that no one else in the room knew that I was giving him a little show. I could feel them brushing against the inside of my soft silk blouse and it was making me very horny.
And as the three of us talked, Jacob's eyes were constantly on my chest. He was trying not to be too obvious, but every time I would open my blazer a little, his eyes would be glued there.
His attention was also making my pussy very wet and very sensitive. While it wasn't obvious to any of the many friends and colleagues that were stopping by to say hi, my nipples were on fire and my pussy wet as could be. And my husband knew that I wanted this man that we just met.
We continued to talk and I would try my best to tease Jacob as much as I could given the public location that we were in. And I knew that my hubby's cock would be hard all evening as he watched me flirt and tease.
At one point, I got up to go to the ladies room and "accidently" brushed my breast across Jacob's hand that was on the back of a chair separating us. I knew that he could feel how hard my nipple was because he instantly smiled. I wanted this guy, but couldn't be obvious here in our home town.
When I returned to the table, my wonderful husband had figured out a way to set things up when he announced that Jacob had agreed to stop over to our house for a nightcap.
I really love my husband!!!
Roger gave Jacob our address and we headed out to the car. Once we were finally safe from prying ears, Roger said, "Pretty obvious that you like him. I'll bet your pussy is wet."
"It's running down the inside of my thighs." I knew the visual would turn him on more. I loved how my flirting could turn him on as well, but when he found out how turned on I was, he would be crazy horny.
After my describing the state of my pussy, there was not a sound in the car. And I knew that his imagination would be going at a mile a minute.
Jacob arrived a few minutes behind us, just far enough behind for us to get inside and turn on the porch light. Roger let him in while I poured three glasses of wine.
Jacob sat on the couch and Roger on the overstuffed chair across from it. Jacob appeared very nervous and as I handed him a glass, I smiled and said, "I think I'm going to put on something a little more comfortable. I'll be right back."
This made Jacob even more nervous. While nothing had been said, I think that he might have been thinking about what could happen and was getting cold feet. We'd have to see if he was willing to carry through with what I had on my mind.
I gave the guys a good long chance to chat while I fixed my hair and makeup. I stripped out of my blazer, skirt and blouse and stood in front of our full-length mirror and admired myself. My nipples and breasts were very nicely on display with the quarter cup bra holding them so that my nipples jutted out like the bumper-bullets of an old Chevy. My freshly shaved pussy showed off my engorged clit and lips, wet with my juices.
As I admired myself I asked whether I should be obvious or should I be somewhat subtle? Should I walk out there just as I was dressed – on display for both he and my husband? Or should I be a little more subtle and wear a semi-sheer teddy that would complement the outfit underneath?
I could hear Jacob and Roger talking quite a lot and I wondered if it would backfire if I didn't cover up a little bit. I wouldn't want to scare him off. He had been talking about how he hadn't been with another woman since he met his wife.
"HHMMMM" I pondered. Maybe I had better not come on too strong. So I decided to put on this great black slightly-sheer teddy bear that would perfectly accentuate the bra and garter, but would be a provide a tiny bit of modesty if things weren't going to proceed as I hoped.
I checked myself once more and decided that given the sheer nature of this teddy, it was going to be very obvious what I wanted.
So, I waited for a break in their conversation and I opened the bedroom door and stepped out.
"Wow, Baby!" Roger said as I stepped behind the sofa on which Jacob was sitting and came around into his view.
"Oh My!" was his immediate reaction. I liked that and I stepped in between them and gave a twirl, knowing that where the teddy came together in front would spin open and give both men a view of my pussy.
I could tell that Jacob was getting really nervous now and I came over to the overstuffed chair that Roger was seated in and I sat down on his lap and crossed my legs and put my arm around him.
"Baby, you look adorable." Roger loved showing me off.
