The week went past and Ken was a nervous wreck but he never mentioned to Laura the incident in the pool house of Steve and Amy. After a couple of weeks Amy and Steve had been with them several times and Amy gave no indication to Ken about what happened. He was relieved as he didn't want to hurt Laura and hoped the issue went no further and everything would just be normal again.
Friday night they went out with three other couples to a local bar to hear a band they all enjoyed. They were all in a booth in the corner of the bar and it made a tight squeeze for everyone to fit in. The band always played a combination of blues and rock and there was a small dance floor in front of them. Ken was sitting next to Jean and Dave, who've been their friends for years. The music was so loud, they had to yell to talk to each other. As the band played and the sound rattled their teeth, Ken was watching the people dancing. Since it was summer, the women were dressed as scantily as possible while still being legal. As they gyrated and moved, Ken felt a stirring in his groin. He thought, "Great, get a hard on here and Laura still won't do anything with me later."
His focus was so intense on the folks dancing, he almost jumped out of his seat when he felt a hand on his leg. The hand was on his left leg and since Laura was on his right, he knew it was Jean. He didn't move and could barely breath. He was afraid to look at her so he looked the other way at Laura. She was engrossed in a conversation with Darla, another friend, who was sitting on the other side. Ken reached down to remove the hand but when he tried, the grip on his leg tightened. Afraid if he tried harder it would bring attention to the situation so he put his hand back on top of the table. As her hand remained in place, Ken could feel the start of an erection.
Not having sex at all made him super sensitive to the touch from any woman and Jean was no exception. She was about 50, very tall at 6' and was always very tan. Her hair was black and was kept short at about ear level. Ken always thought she had great legs but her best feature were her large breasts. Jean had even talked about getting a reduction because they were so big. These thoughts raced through Ken's mind as he sat there with her hand on his leg and his cock reached a full erection. He prayed he wouldn't have to go to the bathroom or Laura would ask him to dance as standing up would be pretty embarrassing.
After a few minutes, he was almost finished with another drink when he felt her hand trail slowly up his thigh, moving toward his groin. He almost spit out his drink when she reached up and traced the outline of his dick with her finger. His erection was tenting the front of his khakis and felt like it would split open his pants. Jean slowly moved her finger up and down his cock several times driving Ken insane with her light touch. He reached over to hold Laura's hand on the other side as he didn't want her to find out what was going on. Jean started rubbing him with an open hand, pressing harder as she moved from the top of his cock to his balls. She was trying to coax the cum from him and Ken desperately was holding back. It was agonizing as her touch was electric.
He was about to cum but a slow song started and Dave grabbed Jean by the hand to go out and dance. Laura whispered to Ken she wanted to dance and led him to the floor. Thankfully the bar was dark enough he was able to hide his erection until Laura hugged him as they slow danced. She looked at him and arched her eyebrows but he just shrugged his shoulders. When they returned to the booth, the seating was rearranged and he was not near Jean, breathing a sigh of relief. He wasn't sure what had happened or why, he just wanted to avoid it again.
The next morning Laura was out shopping with some friends and Ken was doing yard work. He was around back when he heard a call pull in the driveway. As he came around the garage, he saw it was Jean in her Jeep. She cut the engine and stepped out as Ken walked up to her. She was wearing running shorts and a sleeveless tank top, her breasts almost spilling out.
"Hey, Jean. How's it going? Laura is out shopping; I figured you would be with her."
"Hi, Ken. No, I didn't want to go shopping, I wanted to talk to you."
