Joan Part 2 - Sex Stories

Joan Part 2

After the wild time Joan and I had in Jamaica, we wanted more. Joan started coming with me on business trips. While I was working Joan would scout out possibilities for our sexual adventures. For obvious reasons my business associates were off limits. We recently took a trip to California. During the day it was all work for me. Joan spent much of her time at the hotel beach. She wore a tiny bikini that was really just three patches of crochet. The first night after work she told me she had been approached by a man on the beach. They flirted, but went their own way as the sun set. The conference ended Friday and everyone else rushed to get home for the weekend. Joan and I stayed. That night we went to the hotel bar for a drink. Joan went in by herself. She was wearing a soft silk dress that clung to her like a second skin and that was very, very short. I sat at a corner table watching. I had a good view of Joan. Sitting on a barstool gave Joan many chances to flash her scanty underpants. This was a new wrinkle in our game pretending we didn't know each other. A man approached Joan and asked if she'd like a drink. She looked at him with coquettish eyes and said yes. He sat on the stool next to her. Joan was very animated, talking to him and smiling at things he said. She turned on her stool to sit facing him. Her dress went up a little and I could see her underwear from where I was sitting. He put his hand on her thigh and she left it there. Joan kept flirting and flashing her ...

... panties. She started touching his arms, tossing her hair and touching his thigh. A little band started playing lounge music. They got up to dance. He pulled Joan into him and they danced slowly. Joan is a very sexy dancer. She likes to feel the body of the man she is dancing with. She always rubs her tits and mound on them. The man she was dancing with moved his hands down to her ass and she didn't object. I could see her small humping movements. I saw her rub against what was probably his erection. I went out the back door of the bar and came in the front as if I'd just arrived. I started looking around and saw them on the dance floor. I walked up to them and said "Hi honey, how are you doing?" I asked "Who's your friend?" Joan said "This is Ted and we've been having a good time." Ted looked questioningly at me, but said nothing. I offered to buy him and drink. The three of us went to a booth in a dark corner. Joan sat between us and her dress kept riding up. I went up to the bar to get drinks and chatted with the bartender for a few minutes. When I got back to the table both of their faces were flush and Joan's hand was high up on his thigh caressing his growing bulge. I sat on the other side of Joan and discretely reached under her dress. She was very wet. Ted couldn't figure out what was going on. I said to Joan why don't you go to the powder room. As she got out of the booth the dress rose up over her ass. Ted and I made some awkward small talk. Joan came back from the ...