"I really don't know if this is such a good idea." Although I openly displayed my concern even though I secretly couldn't wait for what was to come.
"Look you agreed that we could try this on my birthday and you didn't care where we did it. Your not gonna' change your mind now are you?" She said with a mix of dismay and excitement.
Of course I wasn't going to change my mind I couldn't wait to begin. I was somewhat apprehensive about the location my wife had chosen. It was this hole in the wall bar on hwy 231, which, despite its size was normally pretty busy and tonight was not the exception. I did get a funny feeling about what may happen as I watched her walk in practically dragging behind her. Seeing her dressed the way she was just brought out the deep seeded animal in my sexual sole. She was dressed like a total whore. She wore a short black mini skirt that rode up her thighs as she walked and had to be continually tugged down to maintain some perception of modesty.
I could hardly contain my wanting her as I gazed at her ample round ass when she walked. From behind she had a gorgeous hour glass figure that was slightly larger on the bottom from that great ass and thighs of hers. Her smooth, thin black skirt was just high enough to cover her fine netted thigh highs that were partially cover by knee high boots. The boots were made of patent leather and had buckles all the way up the side of them. These were only for show given the subdued black zippers that ran the length of the boots. She wore a tight fitting white snake print shirt with an open back and a low v cut front. The cleavage revealed by this shirt would have made any man nuts as they stared at her large supple 34DD breasts.
I knew from experience what others may have wondered about them as we walked in. Her nipples were large silver dollar sized until they became stimulated as I'm sure they were then. It is a pity her hair was done up so nice she had spent nearly an hour on that and her make up.
Glossy pink violet lip stick was surrounded by a pale base color contrasting sharply with her midnight blue eye liner. Her hair was pulled up with a few curls hanging down here and there and was a striking auburn with well defined highlights. My bride of nearly three years was truly the stuff that wet dreams were made out of. I had no clue what she had on beneath her skirt as she did not let me watch her get dressed; she said she wanted to surprise me. Being a betting man I figured the surprise was that nothing was beneath her skirt.
When my eyes adjusted to the dimly lit bar I got chills as I saw nearly every man and woman turn and stare at her. The bar was as I expected. I heard many indistinct voices overpowered by a blaring juke box playing some god awful country song that she of course knew the lyrics to and shimmied to as we entered. The bar took up most of the left and center while there were about twenty tables and a small dance floor next to a stage. A small partition near the back gave way to four pool tables two of which were empty. She walked directly over to a pool table and staked her claim to it. When the waitress asked her what to drink she asked for a cactus slammer. The waitress let her know just how dank of a bar this was and told her to make another choice. "Jack and Coke please." Upon which the waitress turned to me and I ordered a Budweiser.
"There is no going back now" I said, "once we start like you said no stopping no matter what."
"I know. Remember this was my idea now rack the balls." As I did what she asked me it appeared that her plan was already beginning to work. I casually looked around and saw that she was drawing the attention of more then a few guys and some were making their way over. She decided she would break as I figure she would. She over exaggerated her shot by arching her back and bending much further than necessary revealing to all who had a view the tops of her thigh highs along with her creamy white thighs and the bottom of her ass. You could see that she was wearing a purple of all colors, garter belt by the attachments to her thigh highs I couldn't be sure but I thought I may have seen a flash of material between her legs but I couldn't be sure. She held that pose as I walked up behind her to watch the balls break. I slipped my hand on her ass and she slowly turned and smiled at me. When I went to hit my solid balls she put her hand on the inside of my thighs and brushed her thumb near my sex. I now understood why she had wanted me to wear black slacks instead of jeans as I could feel her so much better. She then moved her hands up my backside and traced my spine through the tight black shirt. She had picked for me only two days prior.
Just as I was really beginning to get turned on she announced her needing of the restroom. I took advantage of her absence and let the bar tender know it was her birthday and asked him to make an announcement later.