It has taken several edits over a bit of time to get this right, it's a fantasy hubby and I both share, and probably never have the nerve to act out, but here goes! wink a Hubby and I are out for the evening partying in a local club.
He meets this nice looking guy that enjoys the same sports teams while we are standing at the bar. He introduces me to his new bud, a tall slender cutie, who looks to be in his mid thirties. He winks at me and gives me a quick look up and down before returning back to my eyes.
I catch him looking at my cleavage several times as the 3 of us have a couple of drinks which excites me. Eventually a booth in the back opens up and hubby suggests we move there so we don't have to stand. The bar is a long shotgun room and it's a corner booth, the round wrap around type and the lighting is pretty dim.
We are all having a good time and hubby makes sure our new friend slides into the spot that has his back to the bar. I slide in next and puts me between them, which allows hubby a direct view to the rest of the bar, where he can hail a waitress when needed. As the nite goes on, we are getting a good buzz going, he and hubby have many of the same interests to talk about as I just sit and listen to them. He has handled himself as a real gentleman and the more we drink the more my mind begins entertaining naughty thoughts. I find myself becoming very attracted to him and every few minutes I slide just a little closer to our new friend. Hubby notices this, and gives me a little smile and wink and I return him a sly grin. With Hubby obviously wondering what I might be up to, I casually reach under the table and lay my hand on our new friends leg.
As we all continue talking and laughing together, I begin to lightly run my fingers around the edge of his crotch and ocassionally brush across the buldge in his pants.
He never lets on, but when he looks over at me while he is talking, I bite my lower lip a little to let him know through eye contact what I might have in mind.
After a few minutes of roaming his crotch and several glances back and forth, I start to tug on his zipper and manage to unzip his pants. I begin to lightly run my fingers around the back of his hand for encouragement as he wastes no time following my cue.
He unbuckles and completely opens them up, giving me full access without missing a beat in the conversation. My heart pounds as I begin exploring, running my fingers thru his well groomed bush and all around his balls. As I pull his length out, he is already oozing precum from the teasing as I wrap my hand around his shaft.
I can feel his length growing and slowly begin coating it with his precum getting it nice and slippery. I turn a bit in my seat so he will soft placeume my lower arm movements in his lap are masked from hubby's view with my other shoulder, acting as if I am watching the band that has just begun playing. With that, I employ one of Hubby's favorites by gripping his now swollen length with just my thumb and forefinger and begin to stroke it up and down in rythm with the music.
Not really squeezing, just a firm pumping, the full length of his length, occassionally running my thumb all around the head to recoat it with his natural lubes. All the while, hubby is carrying on a conversation with him about sports or something and we are all getting pretty smashed. I continue to stroke our new friend under the table for quite a while, ocassionaly massaging his balls, and as the music changes, so does the feel and tempo of my hand.
I am in heaven, what a heart pounding rush being so naughty with hubby sitting right next to me, as I know he has figured out what I am up to.
When Hubby flags the waitress down, he makes an attempt to straighten up a bit without drawing attention. She is obviously trying to mask her smile when she looks my way seeing the positioning and slow movements in my arm. I know it isn't hard to figure out what I am doing, so I just raise an eyebrow and smile at her as I continue to stroke his length under the table.
Hubby orders another round of drinks and I am becoming very relaxed with the situation as the more I drink the more I am enjoying my new playtoy. As I take the time to massage his balls, I can feel the weight of his building load and return to stroking his length again, only this time with a purpose. I tighten my grip a bit and increase the speed using two long full length strokes, then a couple of short strokes just around the head, then two long strokes, then a couple of short ones as hubby has taught me to do so well. I have worked this into a steady rythm when the waitress shows up again with our drinks. I am stroking his length in full stride now as he trys to remain cool, trying not to squirm.
I am not about to stop, having no mercy on him as I continue to hand pump his manhood. The waitress can't keep her eyes off my upper arm moving at a brisk pace now while exchanging a few quips with us. I am excited beyond belief, as she knows what is happening under the table and is having a little fun talking to our friend as he stumbles with his words. Before leaving she winks at me and asks if I need anything else. Knowing full well she knows I am jerking him off and cool with it, I just reply with "No thanks, I believe I have all I need at the moment". She sports an embarassed grin, and turns to take care of the other patrons. Our new friend is in disbelief at what is happening, thankful for the luck he has stumbled into. I can sense he is begining to get very uncomfortable, in need of release, so I slow the pace down to a nice leasurely stroke, from the base of his length till I slip over the head, then all the way back down to base. OMG, he is oozing like crazy, so hard, so slippery, his length feels so good in my hand, but I don't want him to blow just yet. Knowing he or I can't wait much longer for relief, I know I had better start getting hubby in the mood for something special... to be continued |
