Her Husband Watched in Horror - BBBBTS - Sex Stories

Her Husband Watched in Horror - BBBBTS

... husband. I looked down. He was barely 5ft. Kind of skinny. Had a bad toupee, and bad dark mustage. "I'm taking your wife out onto the dance floor. I'll bring her back when I'm done." I said. His eyes got big. His mouth dropped open. He did not say a word. He just watched as I walked back to the end of the bar to get his wife. I then held her hand. As I walked her out to the dance floor. She waved to her husband, before I put my hand on her lower back. The first two songs were fast. I spun her around and watched her whole body shake. The whole time I kept thinking, what the hell was keeping this dress on. She smiled as everyone in the bar watched her dance. I could see a few guys were jealous. Her husband was loosing his mind watching me, dancing with his wife. The next two songs were slow songs. She kept an inch between us. But after a minute into the first song. I had her pressed against me. I could feel her huge breast. Her thick thighs on mine. Her huge ass felt great in my two big hands. Her head rested against me chest. I could feel her breathing heavier. My cock was rock hard under my tan cargo pants. I turned her around. She grinded her big ass on the front of my pants. I then danced one more slow dance before I walked her back to the bar. She finished her drink. Her husband then walked toward us. I stuck up my hand. I pointed for him to go back to his spot. I got his wife another glass of wine. I finished my beer. Than I had another. "Our you ready to go?" I said. ...

... She smiled. "Sure.. Let's go." said Kayla. I then grabbed her hand. I walked her back toward her husband. I was standing in front of Kayla. I was a few inches from her husband. I cleared my throat. "Your wife is a really good dancer. The bar closes soon. I think we should go. You can drive me to your house. I'll call a cab from there. Where do you live?" I said. "Westminster...North from here.." he said. I smiled. There house was near mine. I live in Owings Mills. A few minutes from Westminster. "I don't think I should drink and drive. Give me your keys. Oh! You need to go pay the bartender. Before you leave. Give him a good tip." I said I then reached down to grab the car keys from Kayla husband. He just took them out of his jeans. I looked up at me. He then looked at his wife, as she walked passed him. I held the door open to the bar. I looked back. Kayla husband was paying the bartender. I then put my hands on her lower back. She giggled as we walked toward her car. I hit the buttons on her husbands keys. I saw a big 70's style car honk in the parking lot. We got closer. It was a 1970 black Old's Cutlass. It had huge bucket seats in the back. It was like a small tank driving down the road. I held the back door open as Kayla slid her big ass across the leather seats. I tossed the car keys on the dash, as I got in the back with Kayla. I had my right arm wrapped around Kayla waist. I had my right hand on the side of her ass. I was squeezing it, as she put her hands on my right ...