I was finally driving back to St. Louis to reunite with my newly minted hotwife and her "boyfriend" Steve. It had been a long week away and I had been so frustrated and so lonely at times, wondering what Jan had been doing. I could not wait to see her, hug, her kiss her, and hear all about how Steve had converted her into a hotwife or whore as he called her. Yes we used different terms but hopefully Jan would now be the hotwife of my dreams.
Steve and I had traded texts and phone calls since early this morning when we had the final test of the system that I had reconfigured and rewritten for his business. I was now heading back to spend the last weekend of my vacation with my wife and her boyfriend, then the two of us would drive back home to Michigan, but as I have heard before, "Man plans and God laughs." Steve and I agreed that I would drive to St. Louis from Kansas City and meet up with the two of them in a bar where he would demonstrate how my wife was now a whore. I was excited and had a hard-on for a majority of the drive. In my mind, I was picturing Jan being a hotwife, who would have sex with other men and then either let me watch or tell me all of the details, for most of the drive.
I had been given an address by Steve that I had dutifully entered into the GPS in my car and it was taking me to a part of St. Louis that I had never been to before. I was so excited that I paid little attention to the neighborhood or the environment around me. I finally saw the address on the building where I needed to go and pulled into the parking lot. To say that the area was run down and seedy would be an understatement. "What the hey, I thought, just a few drinks and back to the hotel for a night of hot getting reacquainted sex. I parked the car and walked around the building to the front door of the bar. Even though it was a hot June afternoon the front door stood wide open with only a flimsy and filthy screen door to slow entry. I pulled it open and walked into the darkness of the bar. I could see virtually nothing as my eyes needed to adjust from coming in from bright sunlight into the dim light of the bar. The odor of stale beer and B.O. permeated the place. I finally was able to see and located Steve seated in a booth near the rear of the barroom.
"Hey Steve. How's it going?" I said with a big smile as I approached the booth. He was seated at a table with a partially filled glass of amber liquor in front of him. There was another partially filled glass on the table with lipstick traces on the rim. I sat down across from him.
"Hey Justin. How was your drive?" He answered in greeting. I looked around for Jan but could only see a few other patrons in the bar and none of them were her.
"Oh she's around. Just taking care of business." He said pleasantly. The bartender approached the table and Steve ordered bourbon and I ordered a rum and coke.
"Ah I know how that is. She has a tiny bladder when she drinks." I said with a smile. The bartender approached the table with our drinks and set them both down in front of us.
"So I am ready for my turn with the new bitch. I don't want her all messed up." The bartender said as he stood looking at Steve.
"No problem Terry; you're next man." Steve replied and the bartender walked away. I was puzzled by this exchange but in my excitement and nervousness I just let it go.
I took a minute and glanced around the room. This bar was dumpy and sleazy. The carpet was smelly and worn. The booths had seen much better days. Behind us were two more booths. I saw the back of the head of a man sitting alone in the booth two back from ours and across the aisle. He was kind of nodding and throwing his head back as I watched. Must be drunk I figured and turned back to look at Steve.
"So how did it go? How is she?" I asked as I sipped at my drink. It was strong and cold and went down easy.
"Man you will be so surprised." He said with big smile. "She's really taking to it." I returned his smile.
We talked back and forth about nothing in particular for a few minutes and then I noticed there were now two heads in the booth behind Steve. The other one was a woman. As I watched she talked a bit with the man then she slid out of the booth and stood up. This woman had on a short summer dress that allowed a view of a lot of her legs and they were long and sexy.
As she turned around I noticed that the woman looked familiar. She appeared to be wiping the corner of her mouth with a napkin. She finally looked up at me. It was Jan. She was dressed sexy in a dress that was not only short but low-cut in front. It revealed a nice portion of her small breasts. She recognized me at about the same time that I recognized her. She shrieked, threw her arms out in front of her and ran the short distance to me. She grabbed me in a tight hug and I felt her crying on my shoulder.
"Justin, I have missed you so much!" She said through her tears. I hugged her just as tightly and my eyes misted from hearing her sobs.
"My Jan. My honey. I love you baby and I missed you too." I said as we kissed and hugged.
I finally took her by the arms and held her back from me so that I could look her over. I gave her a long up and down. She looks so hot and so sexy in that dress. Her eyes were heavily made up, kind of slutty, and she was only missing lipstick. She was so beautiful and I told her so. She smiled at me and hugged me again. We finally broke apart and turned to walk back to the booth. Steve had gotten out of the booth and he intercepted us and asked Jan to speak with him. He told me to go have another drink. So I went and sat back down. Jan and Steve appeared to be in a heated conversation. Jan reached into her pocket and handed something to Steve. He nodded and smiled at her. I suddenly felt the need to use the bathroom after my long drive so I left the two of them in search of the head.
I was not gone long but when I returned Steve was back sitting in the booth by himself. He was casually sipping from his drink. I sat down and gave him a quizzical look.
"So where did she go?" I asked.
"Oh she had to go take care of something, she should be right back." He replied casually.
"Gotcha." I replied and wondered how I now had a fresh drink. I looked up at Steve.
"Oh the bartender dropped it off on his way." Steve explained.
Steve and I then began a long conversation about the inventory control system and how it should work out for his business. I did not notice the time but when I checked my phone Jan had been gone for almost 20 minutes. I was about to say something when the bartender began walking from behind Steve and past our booth. He stopped and turned to Steve, he wore a large smile.
"Steve, my man. She was much better than you said. She took it like a trooper." He said and then he walked away.
My thought was that he was talking about Jan but I wasn't sure as I did not see her
anywhere. Steve excused himself and said he would be right back. He left the booth and walked back the way the bartender had come. I noticed a door in the back wall, that I had previously overlooked, that Steve entered. He was gone about 10 minutes and he returned with Jan who appeared to be limping. She looked tired and down. As she approached she gave me a sad smile.
"Are you okay? You look like you are limping." I said as she approached.
"Oh, it's nothing. I must have pulled something." She said as she sat down beside me. I pulled her close for a kiss and both of our mouths opened and our tongues intertwined. I noticed that she tasted like cum and something else that was kind of bitter; kind of earthy. It did not matter as I had missed her so much.
"Do you taste like cum?" I asked with a smile as we broke apart.
"Yeah, probably." She said as she looked right at me. She picked up my rum and coke and had a long drink which she swished around in her mouth.
"Did you just give Steve a blowjob?" I asked as I watched her.
"Yeah...something like that." She replied and looked at Steve.
