The Wife Part Five - Sex Stories

The Wife Part Five

... at her pussy. His cock was painfully hard.

He leaned over and told Tom, “I hope you are up for a night of wild sex. I’m ready to learn how you drive her wild with your cock.” Blanche turned and kissed Tom whose hand was inside her pants.

“If you keep that up I may suck your cock right here.” The band came back from break and began playing. She asked John to dance.

He suffered through a fast number as best he could, then they began a slow one. He collected his beautiful wife in his arms and pulled her close. “I love this,” she whispered in his ear, then she hung her arms over his shoulders and laid her head on his chest. Shortly her fingers were in his hair, thrilling him with her touch. She pressed her abdomen hard into his erection. “I want you so bad right now.”

After a couple of numbers, John felt a tap on his shoulder. The man from the bar asked to cut in. Blanche nodded OK. John had to adjust himself, though he couldn’t hide the wet spot on the front of his pants. He and Tom watched her dance with this stranger, chatting away. He whispered something in her ear which made her laugh and bat his shoulder. When the number finished they stayed together and waited for another. John felt a tinge of jealousy but at the end of the second number she returned just as Tom excused himself for the gents. “You seemed to enjoy that young man. What did you talk about?”

“Oh, this and that, He told me how attractive I am and wondered which of you is my husband. When we ...

... stopped dancing he gave me his card and asked me to call him.”

John was incredulous, “Might you do that?”

“Well, it was very flattering to be hit on by someone his age; and he is terribly good-looking.” She had a Mona Lisa smile on her face, but no answer, as Tom slipped into the banquet.

She was sipping her drink quietly when John suggested, “Why don’t you and Tom dance? I would enjoy watching you two together. You make a handsome couple.” She held out her hand to Tom and led him to the floor.

Their second number was a slow number. They came together and embraced, her hands on his shoulders, his on her waist. They moved beautifully together as if they had been doing it for years. Soon her head was resting on his chest, her arms around his neck. His hands were on her bottom.She looks really good with him,John thought.She is so beautiful. I’m glad I am feeling OK about him; I really want to play together with them.

They barely moved now, simply swaying to the music. After the second slow piece, the band went back to what the young crowd wanted. Tom kissed Blanche and held her until the other dancers bumped them off the dance floor. By the time they wove their way back to the table, John was paying the check “Let’s get out of here.” he yelled over the noise.

The man who had danced with Blanche raised his glass in a salute to them as they passed by. John wondered what was going through his mind; no, he had a pretty good idea. At the car, he suggested that she and ...