We waited in a booth at Denny's for Adriana and Jerry. They were meeting us for dinner. We had just come into town, on our way to another friend's but Jolene, my wife, wanted to spend some time with her childhood friend and her husband. I had met them a couple of times before and liked them both. I thought Adriana was dick stiffening sexy.
We expected them to be late, but they surprised us with their prompt arrival. I admired Adriana's looks, face and figure. Despite her age, there was an air about her that stirred me. She hadn't changed since the last time we'd been together. Her breasts were obvious, even under her winter jacket. Before they slid in across the table from us, we exchanged hugs and handshakes and familiar greetings about how happy we were to see each other.
I felt a stirring in my crotch as Adriana settled in, removing her coat, scarf, and hat, rubbing her arms to warm up. It was extremely cold outside. Biting cold. I wished I could reach across the table and rub her arms. Maybe other parts. Have I mentioned she was an older but attractive woman?
Her husband, Jerry, who had a name similar to mine, settled in as well. I liked him, even though I was jealous that he got to sleep with Adriana every night. I could only do that in my fantasies. My wife and I hadn't had sex for a long time, years. She just wasn't into it.
Throughout dinner and after drinks, we talked and laughed and I lusted in silence, imagining many scenarios where I had my hands under Adriana's shirt, caressing those lovely breasts, feeling her nipples harden under my palms. By the time the check came, I had a painful erection. I did my best to dispel those thoughts because I would have to stand up soon.
We moved our reunion to our hotel room upstairs. I walked with Adriana while Jerry accompanied Jolene. The click of the room door closing behind us raised another boner in my pants.
Our room had two double beds, an armchair, and a desk chair. Jolene sat on her bed, me on mine. Adriana took the armchair and Jerry by the desk. We continued our conversation from the restaurant, something about vaccinations.
Laying back on my bed, I tried to concentrate on the conversation, making appropriate comments, but my mind was on Adriana, how she sat, her leg crossed at the ankles, hooked back as she leaned forward in the chair. In no time, I was picturing how her crotch would look without her pants.
Next thing I knew, Adriana shouted my name. "Barry." I looked up, thinking she had shouted "Jerry," expecting her to be looking at her husband, but she was looking at me. "What are you doing?" She asked, then looked from my face to my crotch.
I looked down. My erection was clearly visible through my pants.
"Is that for me?" She asked, eyes wide, smile wider. Her tongue flicked behind her teeth.
I glanced toward my wife, expecting a disgusted look to be on her face, but she looked happy, smiling, eyes wide. Jerry guffawed.
I squirmed, moving my legs to hide my arousal, but it was too late. Expecting to receive some sort of lambasting for being such a pig. It shocked me when Adriana came over to me and gave my cock a squeeze through the material of my pants.
Again, I looked at my wife, but she still seemed to enjoy what was going on. My cock felt like it was swelling even more, threatening to split my pants.
"Do I excite you?" Adriana asked, a wicked smile on her face. She rubbed my crotch with one hand and squeezed her breast with the other. "Oh, I like that thought." I only smiled. I was afraid to talk, having no idea what to say.
Her husband was looking from me to her, looking as happy as Jolene did.
"I'm sorry," I said even though I was thrilled to have her hand on me like it was.
"Oh my god, don't be," she spoke from her throat, her voice low and raspy. Then she looked toward Jolene and said, "You don't mind, do you?"
I almost came when my wife shrugged and said, "Go ahead."
Then Adriana was tugging at my belt, undoing the button on my jeans, pulling down my fly. I moved my hips to make the job easier and my cock was free, hard as iron. Adriana wrapped her fingers around it. They were cool against my scorching skin and a throb pulsed through my shaft. I couldn't help but moan.
Adriana smiled at me, showing her teeth, then she moved her head forward and put my cock in her mouth.
Lightning flashed through my body from my dick out to the ends of my fingers, toes, head. More throbs shivered through my penis.
"You like that?" She'd taken my cock out of her mouth long enough to ask.
"Oh my god yes," I moaned. She closed her lips around me again and began long, slow gentle sucks, running her tongue the length of my shaft. She opened her mouth, allowing her tongue to lick all the way up to and over the top of the head. More tremors vibrated through my body. I couldn't help but thrust my pelvis up, driving my cock back into her mouth. She closed it and resumed sucking, always sliding her wonderful tongue up and down. My head lolled back, my eyes closed, my hips moved with her tongue.
I looked toward my wife, and she was smiling, enjoying the show. She had put a hand to her crotch and was rubbing herself. I had never seen her do that before, and it was a massive turn on. Knowing that another man was also watching her sent more shivers through me.
Adriana stopped sucking me. "I'm getting hot. Do you mind?" she asked, giving the bottom of her sweater a little lift. She was asking if I minded if she removed her top. Was she crazy?
"Let me," I said, reaching for it, pulling it over her head. She was wearing a t-shirt that ended up half off with the sweater. Her sky-blue bra was partly visible. I finished taking off her t-shirt, then slipped my hands over her breasts, feeling them through the lace. Reality was way better than the fantasies I had had. She pressed her tits against my palms while her hands found my erection and gave it long, slow strokes, rubbing the head and squeezing the shaft. Every muscle in my body was singing. I reached behind her and released the catch on her bra, then pulled it away.
She sat back, dropping her hands to her sides, just letting her breasts hang. It was as though she knew how erotic I found that pose, gravity allowing her breasts to rest there, her nipples, small and pink, standing at attention. I ran my hands around them as I had in my dreams, marvelling at the hardness of her nipples, the soft fullness of her. Her hands went back to my cock.
I heard Barry stand and watched as he dropped his pants, his cock standing hard and free. Jolene looked at him, her knees coming apart, her hand massaging her crotch.
Suddenly, I needed to be naked, and pulled off my shirt. Adriana pulled my pants all the way off and I hooked off my socks. I guided her to standing and kissed her full on the lips, jamming my tongue in her mouth, cupping her ass, pulling her hard against me, crushing my erection against her belly. I had her lay back on the bed and removed her pants and panties, taking a moment to stand and admire her full bush and the pink lips of her pussy. I couldn't help but give my cock a little squeeze and rub as I gazed over her naked body.
Jerry was standing at the foot of my wife's bed, rubbing his own cock. My wife was watching him, rubbing her tits with one hand, the other still attending to her pussy. She was the only one still dressed. I felt an urgent need to see her naked in front of this other man. A surge of desire blasted through my cock, making me squeeze it again.
I began kissing the inside of Adriana's thighs, loving the feel of her skin against my lips, my tongue. She didn't have a perfect body; she had the body of a sixty-year-old woman. But, carrying a few extra pounds and the marks of motherhood turned me on so much. I was keenly aware of every sensation, the feel of my cock where it rubbed on the bedcovers as I worked my kissing way to her gleaming pussy lips. I briefly wondered when the last time Barry had put his cock in her, his sperm, but then it didn't matter. I wanted to put my tongue in her pussy, lick her lips, taste her juices, feel her warmth. If it meant I had to eat another man's cum, so be it. Her pubic hair scratched against my face, but it felt wonderful as my tongue tasted her. Her essence caressed my nostrils. She smelled as delicious as she tasted. She squirmed, letting me know my mouth was giving her the same pleasures hers had done for me.
I pushed harder against her crotch, thrusting my tongue in and out, licking all around, searching for her most sensitive parts. My hands crawled up her stomach and settled on her wonderful breasts.
My wife began to strip. Slow. Watching Jerry as he continued to rub himself, also slow. Watching her brought me to new heights of desire and when she pulled her top off, exposing her tits, I thought I would lose my mind. Her fingers gleamed from the juices her pussy was producing.
