A story about a couple who's love life is hampered by the husband's impotency.
A scare with the covid virus caused us to curtail our activities to our home.
Our new toys are a central part of most of our sex. Nick enjoys seeing my butt stretched to the max when I use our larger dildoes.
I spice up the stretching with scenarios I think he would like to imagine.
"Oh, yeah, baby, stretch my ass with that big thick black cock. Give it all to me." (It seems we talk more and more about interracial sex. I'm sure Nick would love for me to find a black bull to use me. (Maybe, we'll see.)
Nick wanted to do something special last weekend and tasked me to find where we could go to 'play a game.' We had used the bar scene and had success, used a run to get something late at a convenience store, and Kent, but I wanted to show him a different side of me.
I dated a guy who would take me to another city for games we wanted. I wanted to tell Nick what to expect so he could decide if he would feel left out.
After dinner, we sat with drinks one evening when I broached the subject with him. "Baby, I think I know how we can have some fun this weekend," I told him. "Would you like to see me get picked up knowing I'm going to have sex?"
"Hell, yes, Tell me more." The gleam in his eyes proved I had his attention.
"Let's go to Louisville to a hotel, and I think I have a scenario you like. We can check in, go to dinner and return to the hotel for drinks in their bar. I can dress a little too naughty, sit alone at the bar and see if anyone would approach me. You will be in the bar, watching from a distance as I become your lover/slut. Do you think you would enjoy that?"
"Hell, yes. Call and get reservations at a hotel where we can stay. Gawd, seeing you in that situation would be unbelievable. Do you think it would happen?"
"Sweetie, I'll do everything I can for you, and you know that. I would do anything to see my lover happy."
He took off work early on Friday so we could get to Louisville before dark. I had made reservations at a hotel not too far from Churchill Downs. From a previous stay, I knew the lobby and bar arrangement perfectly.
At the hotel, I changed into a black sweater and skirt and my black 4" heels. No undergarments, and I wanted my breasts to move freely under my top.
I reapplied my makeup as Nick watched me. "Damn, your beautiful. I'm the luckiest man in the world to have found my perfect mate at this time of my life. I only wish we could have met earlier."
"Honey, I feel the same way." Then I turned to strike a pose and added, "Would you do this shy, innocent pastor's wife?"
"Immediately. and leave you begging for redemption," Nick responded. I told him I would use the idea of waiting for my husband, who was attending a meeting and in town for a ministerial meeting, and I would be the flustrated wife who wanted more than attending teas and choir practice.
After returning from dinner, I suggested Nick go down to the bar and call me on my cell.
The call came minutes later. "Honey, there's a nice crowd. There is a livestock show at the Fairgrounds, and several are in town for that."
"Several men"?, I asked.
"It looks like over half, at least. Are you sure you want to do this? I would be pleased to have you to myself." Nick said.
"Honey, I want to do this. Not just for you but for myself. I need to see I'm still desirable and can be the lover you want me to be. I'll be down in a few minutes."
Walking into the lounge, I was lucky to spot a stool at the bar. I shimmied between others and caught an older man's eyes glued to my boobs. I thought I saw him nudge another man to show him his find.
The crowd was more than I had anticipated but large enough to conceal my play. I got a glass of wine and began to seek out Nick. He had a seat on several stools from me. I smiled and winked.
I hoped he would be proud of me.
A couple at the bar at the far end parallel to me. The lady was dressed in a low-cut top and doing all she could to allow all the men to see her boobs. I at least assumed it was a couple until the guy I thought she was with moved away. She was a 'groupie' with the farmers and seemed three sheets in the wind.
The skirt was uncomfortable sitting on the stool, and I either had to pull it up to my thighs or stand. Seeing a guy watching me, he smiled in approval, and I said, "this skirt is too tight."
He stepped back a couple of steps as I pulled the garment up several inches on my thighs.
I sat on the stool he had offered me. I turned in his direction and slowly opened my legs.
"Much better. I can finally move again. I hope I'm not too bold."
"Not at all." He introduced himself as Ernie, from Kansas, and in town for the livestock show. "
Smiling, I produced my hand and announced, "I'm Joy, in town for my husband's minister's meeting. I'm bored to death."
Catching him looking at my nipples showing through my sweater, I slipped my fingers down to the button and toyed with it. Opening another button, I said, "I seem more uninhibited since marrying the 'Rev' and more outgoing. Do you think I'm exposing too much of my breasts?"
I looked at the area where Nick was and smiled. He smiled back and mouthed the words, 'I love you.' I winked to agree with him.
"Ernie, do you think I'm too brash when I tell you I want to suck your cock?" His eyes widened as he took in my comment.
"Well, I would like you to do that too. Can we go up to your room?" Ernie asked.
"I don't know when my husband is coming back. Let me go into the hall and call him. Maybe I can judge his return." I replied.
I walked into the lobby area and called Nick. "Honey, I'm going to take him up to our room. I'm going to tell him we don't have much time, so I can only blow him. OK?"
"I like the idea. Is there any way I can watch?" he said excitedly.
"Yes, I'd make it work. Go on up to the room and step into the shower. Don't come out to watch until you hear me say, 'that's a nice cock'. Then you can come to the door and see me sucking him. Understand?" I instructed him.
"I'm leaving now," Nick said.
I waited in the lobby until I saw him enter the elevator. I wanted him to see me being his slut.
