Here's a story about an adventure my wife, Brandie, and I, had one night after leaving our favorite swing club, horny, and looking for fun!
We went out to our favorite playground, the TSC club in Nashville, TN. It's a swinger's club and we love to go there, meet people there, and play there. But, sometimes, the action there just isn't happening, or we just don't meet the right people, etc., so we just party, have a good time, then go home. This night was one of those nights. Brandie was wearing a very short, black, low cut nightgown, which isn't real shear, and almost looks like a very short dress. She wore no panties, or bra, but she had on a pair of sheer black thigh high stockings the tops of which were well below the hemline of her nightie/dress, and red high heel leather pumps that just screamed, "FUCK ME!" For being out in public, she wore a full-length leather coat that stopped just above her ankles. When the coat was closed, all you could see was her sexy feet in those red pumps, her ankles with a heavy gold anklet on her left one, and you could clearly see her flower tattoo on the outside of her left ankle, through those sheer black stockings. It really made you wonder, "What is that woman wearing UNDER that coat?"
At the club, Brandie had a couple of guys, (some we knew and one we just met), who danced with her, hugged, kissed, and made out with her, and copped a feel of her pussy a few times during the night. I, of course, fingered her several times while we were dancing and once I nearly made her cum, fingering her at the table while we were kissing, but that is about the extent of the action in the club. So, on our way back home, (which is about 45 minutes from Nashville), we were both sexually aroused but as yet, unsatisfied. We decided to stop in at the local adult bookstore in our hometown and see what was going on there. Here's what happened....
We went into the Movie Theater there, which is rather small. They have maybe six or seven old church pews for seats and a big screen TV that shows X-rated movies. When we went in, there was only one other person in there, a guy, sitting on the back row seat. Brandie and I sat two seats in front of him. As we sat down, my wife opened her coat so that I was able to rub her stocking clad leg. I loved rubbing back and forth from the bare skin above her stocking and over the lacy stocking top, back onto the silky feeling stocking covering her sexy legs. A few times I went high enough to rub her pussy a little bit and I wasn't surprised to feel that it was warm and moist. She occasionally rubbed my hard cock through my pants. We watched the movie for a while and another guy came in. He sat directly behind us. After a few more minutes of movie watching, the guy in the back left. Neither Brandie, nor I, had gotten a good look at the guy directly behind us, so at this point we were hesitant to start anything to involve him. So, we got up and went out of the theater to the bookstore upstairs. The guy followed us.
We wandered around in the store, and went into a large room in the back of the store, that is kind of separate from the rest of it. The guy followed. My wife and I whispered to each other about the guy. I told her he probably wanted to "play" with us, or at least with her. She told me she had gotten a good look at him and that he was clean looking enough that she wouldn't mind playing with him. The three of us were the only ones in this area of the store. I figured that he wouldn't approach us as long as I was right there, with Brandie, so I went into the other area of the store, near the front counter. and engaged the clerk in some idle small talk. I hoped that by leaving my wife alone, he would get bold enough to approach her and that maybe something would happen. What happened next, I am relating second hand, as my wife had to tell me what happened, since I wasn't there to see it.
Brandie had her coat opened, with her hands in her pockets, and she and the guy passed each other a couple of times as they both browsed the store. She made sure that each time they came close together, she held her coat open a little bit farther. She looked really sexy in that very short dress, (actually a nightie), and her shear, black, thigh high stockings, the tops of which stopped below the hemline of the short black dress/nightie, capped off by those sexy "come fuck me" red leather pumps and gold anklet. The store was brilliantly lit, so the guy had no trouble getting good looks of my wife and her sexy outfit as they passed back and forth of each other, browsing the merchandise on the shelves.
When he passed her the last time, he said, "I like your dress."
She said, "Thanks."
They both walked around in the store, she trying to look like she was shopping, and he was trying to stay were he could keep glancing her way and get looks at her. My wife was sure to stand in ways that gave him the best views of her without her coat getting in the way. A few times, she bent over, forward, (looking at something on a lower shelf), so that he got a good view of her tits as they fell out of the top of her nightie, until she stood back up and they went back into her top. She made a show out of making sure her tits, which had fallen out "accidentally" when she was bent over, got properly placed back in to the top of her nightie when she stood back up.
A few minutes later, he was at the end of the same aisle that she was in, near the entrance to the front part of the store. My wife knew that he wasn't going to make any first move, and that if anything was going to happen, she was going to have to make it happen. My slut wife was horny, and wanted some action! The guy appeared to be about to leave the store, and as he took what might have been his last look at Brandie before leaving, she lifted the front of her skirt, revealing her cleanly shaved pussy, then she reached down with the other hand and rubbed her bare pussy for him to see, pulling her finger tips up between her pussy lips and trying to part them a little bit to show him the pinkness in between. He stopped dead in his tracks! Any thoughts he had of leaving were now forgotten! He squatted down to look at some videos on a rack, but in reality was trying to get a better look at my wife's pussy. She helped him out.
She walked over to where he was squatted down and stepped right up to him so her pussy was right in his face. She pulled the tail of her skirt up so that her bald pussy was just inches in front of his nose! He reached up and felt her pussy, reached around and rubbed her ass, and he leaned forward to lick her pussy lips. My wife dropped the tail of her skirt on top of his head, grabbed his head in her hands and pulled him into her crotch, her coat going on both sides of him so that he appeared to be inside her coat with him. She told me she thought she could almost squat down a bit, pull her coat closed around him and hide him inside her coat. With a big grin on her face, she said she thought about doing that and letting him eat her to an orgasm right there, but she wasn't sure how she could stand up through all of that and if anyone saw her, the "lump" under her coat, the slurping sounds, and her moaning through an orgasm, "might" give away what she was doing! We both broke out laughing.
She said that after a couple of minutes of him alternately fingering and licking her, she could feel her pussy getting wetter and she was getting hotter! She grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back. Then she leaned down towards him, her tits falling out of her top as she did. He took the opportunity to grab a quick feel of her tits. His tweaking of my wife's nipples sent a direct thrill from her nipples to her clit and made my wife sort of shudder as if having caught a chill. My wife gave him a little kiss on the mouth, which he had just had on her pussy, and then she whispered to him to go back down to the theater and we would join him in a few minutes.
