My husband loves football. Monday night we decided to go to the club on base and watch the game. As usual, there were only a few people there. I wore my favorite outfit to show off for Mike. He loves to see me wearing my short skirt and white blouse.
The game was fine but the attention I received from the guys in the club was great. We sat up on the top level and everyone playing pool could look up to our table and get a nice look up my skirt. Mike was caressing my thigh all evening as well making me so wet.
I reached over and put my hand on his cock and he just spread his legs a bit so I could rub him better. We had a few drinks and after an hour I chatted with some of the guys. One even told me he loved my outfit.
Mike came back from the men's room grabbed my hand and asked me to follow him. We got out into the hall and the coatroom was just outside the swinging doors. He reached out and it was open. There wasn't anyone around so he guided me inside shut the door and locked it. He lent me over the counter and before I knew what was happening, he had his cock out rubbing up and down the backs of my legs. I was moaning lightly and pushing down on him. He reached down slid the crotch of my panty aside and entered me in one quick motion. Oh my God, it took my breath away and I let out a louder moan. This scared both of us so he pulled us back away from the countertop and we got on the floor.
While Mike was fucking me a voice outside the room was talking about the chick with the hot outfit. They were walking about me. I just got even hotter. Mike pumped me full of cum in a matter of minutes. I was about to scream when he pulled my face to his and kissed me to muffle my moans. I was bucking wildly. It was so amazing doing it in that coatroom with people walking just outside.
When we both cooled off, we stood up to dress. I looked down and there was a puddle of cum on the floor. I was going to wipe it up but Mike said not to. It would be a memory if we ever checked in our coats. We smiled at each other and slowly opened the door to leave. I opened the door slowly and there wasn't anyone around.
After visiting the lady's room, we headed back to our table to watch more of the game and I noticed the table of guys staring over at us. They kept looking and smiling at us. After a little while, one of them came over and asked if we'd like to join them and play pool or throw darts. I started to decline but before I had a chance Mike said that would be awesome.
We moved over and sat at their table. Mike started to play darts with a couple of them while 2 other guys sat and watched the game and chatted with me. One, Tom, kept smiling and paying more attention to me than to the game or the darts. He told me how amazing I looked and how he wished his wife would come out more with him. I mentioned we usually go to Rumors off base but decided to give the club a chance.
I was about to get up to use the lady's room when Tom asked if I'd like another drink. I said I'd love one. He got up to leave and I headed to the lady's room. When I finished and opened the door, Tom was standing in the hall with my drink in hand. He startled me apologized for scaring me and handed me my Jim and Coke. He asked if we could just talk in the waiting area to get away from all the noise in the party room. Weird since it was only the 6 guys and another couple on the upper level but I said sure.
There was a love seat and some single chairs in a horseshoe shape in the small waiting area. We both sat on the loveseat together and we started talking about little things like our families, where we came from, and general chat. He asked about my husband would he be mad at him for asking to chat with me in private and I assured him he would not be jealous at all. He said he didn't know if he could feel that way if I was his wife. I told him I wouldn't be with him if I found out he was that way. I told him we had long talks about our feelings our definitions of fidelity and what we wanted in life.
As we talked, I noticed Tom stealing peaks at my legs and the way I was sitting. I had my right leg tucked under my left on the seat facing him. He reached out and touched my hand while laughing and left it there for a bit. When I didn't move my hand, he just left it there almost holding it. I was talking and his thumb started to massage the back of my hand lightly. I liked the attention and was still a little excited about what Mike and I did just about 30 minutes ago in the coatroom.
Tom noticed me fidgeting a little and asked if his hand was bothering me. I told him not in the way he may be thinking it was. I just smiled and stared at him wondering if he'd get the hint at what I was saying. He smiled back at me and slid his hand off my hand and onto my knee causing me to smile more. I moved my knee slowly towards him and his hand was now touching the hem of my skirt. Once again, his thumb was messaging me but this time it was my upper thigh.
Just then the guy who was sitting with us at the table came out to use the restroom and asked if everything was okay. He noticed where Tom's hand was before we could answer and said "Guess so". He walked past and we heard the door open and close.
We continued to chat and his hand was slowly moving under the hem of my skirt now. I never made a move to stop him. I was starting to tingle and made little cooing sounds with every movement of his messaging fingers. He gripped my thigh and gave it a light squeeze and this made me inhale a little louder.
