Marcus leaned close to Jessica’s left ear, ran his tongue around the inside and whispered, “Hot women wear sexy lingerie. Whatcha looking for? You’re making me hard!” Jim was bored. He asked Jessica if she wasn’t ready to go yet. When she replied that no, she was having fun, he told her he was going to the restroom. As he turned away, Marcus placed his left hand on Jessica’s leg and ran it from her knee to the lace border of her stocking. His strong fingers gripped as he stroked higher and higher, sliding under her dress until he reached her velvety skin at the top of her thigh. “You’re such a hot bitch! …. gonna make you scream tonight!” Marcus whispered. Jessica shook with anticipation and with the sensations stirred by his fingers moving on her ass and almost to her pussy.
Marcus asked her to dance, and she readily agreed. Maybe if she stood up and moved she could stop the feelings and fantasies she was having about Marcus. Out on the dance floor, Jessica realized how big Marcus was, at least 6′ 3″, with real broad shoulders and strong legs. Even with her four inch heels he looked down on her. Which he did, admiring her boobs bouncing in time to the music, her legs peaking out through the split in the front of her dress, and her nicely rounded wiggling ass when she turned around. She was really a looker with her short blonde hair, blue eyes, pert nose and thick pink lips. Man, this could really be fun, lusted Marcus. As they danced, he kept touching her back, stoking her stomach, pressing against her butt, mashing against her breasts, teasing and tantalizing her. And inflaming himself, especially in his groin.
After several fast songs, the band slowed down, and Marcus enveloped her in his strong arms. His right arm started in the small of her back, and pressured her closer so her nipples were rubbing against his chest making them poke up harder through her dress. His hand slid to the slope of her ass and pulled her groin closer to his. She felt his hardness touching her mound sending thrilling shocks back to her pussy. As his right hand followed her thong down the crack of her butt, he pressed her button against his rod. God, he feels huge, Jessica thought, but she rubbed her groin harder against him trying to stimulate her clit.
Marcus raised her right hand to behind his neck, where Jessica grabber her left hand. With his free left hand he pulled her chest closer mashing her breasts against him. Her big orbs felt firm and spongy at the same time. All this stimulation made Jessica look up at Marcus with her mouth open. He quickly closed the distance, locking his thick lips on hers, and pushing his strong broad tongue inside her sweet mouth. He ran his tongue around the inside, and then Jessica started to duel back with him. As they were locked together, she could feel his hand cupping her right tit, feeling the outside, rubbing the underside, palming the whole globe, and then grabbing, twisting, and pinching the nub poking through her dress. Jessica was so hot, she was humping his groin, pushing her breast against his hand, and trying to shove her tongue down his throat. She grabbed his head and bent it so her lips were near his ear, whispering, “… got to fuck you tonight! … need your big black cock!” “How ’bout Jim?” Marcus asked. “Don’t worry! He won’t have the balls to stop me!”
Jim was back at the bar, when Jessica pulled Marcus by his hand back to her stool. As she sat down, she let the dress on her left side fall off her leg giving Marcus a delicious view of her leg with the garter strap attaching to the top of the stocking. “Nice,” he hissed with a big smile. “Jim, we’ve been having such a great time dancing,” Jessica said to her husband. “You two getting pretty friendly out there?” gripped Jim. “Aw honey, Marcus is such a nice BIG man. We’re just having some fun together. Besides, you don’t like to dance anyway.”
Marcus had his foot on the rail at the back of Jessica’s bar stool, and his hand on Jessica’s butt cheek again. His leg shielded his caressing hand from the other patrons. She smiled up at him, pulled his neck down, and whispered, “Have fun!” He didn’t understand until Jessica leaned towards Jim, and hooked her arms around the back of his neck. This caused Jessica to tip to her right lifting her left ass cheek off the bar stool. Her dress on that side hung straight down baring her entire leg and hip. Marcus took quick advantage of the situation and moved in close so that his groin was pressing against her hip.
Jessica put her mouth close to Jim’s right ear and ran the tip of her tongue around the outside of his lobe. “Now, Jimmie,” she whispered. She called him that when she wanted to get her way. “Your lovely wifie is having lots of fun tonight being out, seeing people and dancing. MMmmmm!” as Marcus fingers ran along the back of her stockinged thigh. “You want your wife to have a good time, don’t you, Jimmie? Aaaaahhhhhh!” Now, the hand was caressing the sensitive flesh above the hose to where her leg joined her ass. “I’m getting real turned on,” she continued to whisper in Jim’s ear. “Don’t you see my nips poking through my dress? OOOOOhh hhhhhhhh!” she exclaimed loud enough for a few of the other patrons to turn and look at her while Marcus’ finger tips stroked her pussy lips through the wet cloth of her thong. Jim looked over her shoulder at Marcus who had a big broad smile, and then he dropped his eyes. Jessica raised her left foot to the next higher rung on the bar stool, separating her legs giving Marcus more room to play.
With the new freedom, Marcus ran a finger up and down each lip, going closer and closer each time to the nub at the top. Jessica grabbed Jim tighter around the neck as the agitation grew. “Oooohhhhh, honey. If I get really hot, just think what might happen when we get home tonight,” hissed Jessica. She had a wry smile on her lips as she realized that what Jim would be imagining would be drastically different from her desires for the night.
“Be a dear and order some more drinks,” as Jessica pushed the tip of her tongue deep into Jim’s ear. She then sat up trapping Marcus’ fingers between her legs, but still giving him enough room to move his fingers as he was pushing her thong into her sodden orifice. As Jim turned to the bar to order the drinks, Jessica dropped her hand, capturing Marcus’ hard rod. Using the nail of her middle finger, she slowly traced up his cock while giving him a big smile with her tongue tip between her lips. Marcus was thinking of where this night was going to end as he had one hand on her ass, one in her pussy, and hers was on his cock.
Marcus had to remove the pussy hand to accept his drink, to which Jim inexplicably toasted, “Here’s to tonight!” After chatting as they drank, Jessica grabbed Marcus hand and said, “Let’s dance again!” as she slipped off the stool. On the floor, Marcus and Jessica touched each other a lot. They danced with their legs between each other’s, and Jessica’s thigh crushed against Marcus’ shaft. They danced with her back to him, and her rounded cheeks rubbed his cock, while his hands played with the underside of her breasts and his thumbs occasionally flicked her nipples. Their temperatures rose toward the boiling point. When the band played a slow song, they mashed their bodies together trying to stimulate each others sensitive areas. Marcus bent his knees a little pushing his right leg between Jessica’s thighs. This allowed her to rub her soaked lace covered slit against the hard muscles of his thigh. She raised her right leg, and with the top of her thigh, covered by her stocking, she rubbed up and down Marcus’ hard rod inside his pants. After teasing him, Jessica lowered her leg and dropped her left hand between them gripping the base of his cock her fingers. She ran her hand down his length, and came back to the top. Her fingers were almost three inches apart when she rubbed both sides of his rod. She finally got to the point where she could go no further without stooping, and she wasn’t even at his head yet. She bent her knees a little more and finally felt the tip which was the size of a small apple. “Ohhh God,” she moaned, “you’re going to destroy me!” Marcus replied, “Well, you finally found out about the number. … don’t worry. I’ll have you begging for all of it!”
Marcus whispered in Jessica’s ear. She nodded, and she walked to the ladies room. On her way back, she walked up to Jim and whispered to him, “Here’s a present. Hold out your hand.” He looked puzzled, but when he extended his hand, Jessica put a small damp wad of cloth into it. “We’re going to sit at a booth over there,” Jessica said pointing to the other side of the room. “Let’s bring the drinks over,” as Jessica grabbed hers and Marcus’ and started to walk across the room. Jim looked at the sway of her delicious rear for a second, and then looked at his hand expecting to see some paper towels. He was surprised to see a small wad of black lace that must have been Jessica’s thong.
Jim followed Jessica across the room, where it was darker than at the bar. Marcus slid into one side of the booth after he had stood up to let Jessica in first. Jim had to sit on the other side of the table from them. There were walls above the backs of the seats separating the adjacent booths. “You got some kind of woman here, Jim. She’s the hottest wife I’ve ever met!” Trepidation surged through Jim’s stomach as Marcus talked about his wife like that. “Marcus is so cool, honey,” said Jessica as she rubbed the diamond stud in his ear lobe, and then pulled his head down to hers. Jim was aghast as the couple locked their lips together, and he could tell that their tongues were playing with each others. “Jessica, what the…” Jim whined, but they were unmindful of him. When they broke for air, Jessica leaned her head against Marcus’ chest, and dropped her left hand to his lap. It was obvious to Jim that her arm was moving back and forth. “Oh Jimmie, his cock is so big and long!” Jessica said faintly. “Jessica, please…” protested Jim, but she just sneered at him.
Marcus then turned and kissed Jessica’s ear, and placed his left hand on her knee. Jim could see his arm start to move slowly towards Jessica, and then back away. He couldn’t tell where Marcus’ hand was, but he had suspicions. “Jimmie, Marcus’… hand on my leg; … rubbing up my stocking.” Jessica murmured. “Oh, Jimmie, … getting so hot.”