I knew my husband was out having drinks and probably checking out other girls at the bar, but I wanted him to know that I was not going to back down at this point. I would take his fantasy as far as he wanted it to go, but he had to present, I kept telling myself. I saw the look in Greg’s eye as the light flashed and I pushed back up to him and whispered in his ear that I was fine and that I enjoyed it, but I didn’t know how far I could let this go. With that I moved my lips over to him and kissed him.
His hands wrapped around me immediately and I found his tongue pushing its way into my mouth. I gladly accepted it as I ran my hand down his muscular back. He broke the kiss then leaned in and said, I won’t push you to do anything you don’t want to do. Just say when and I will back off. With that I grabbed his back and pulled him even tighter against me. I felt his hand resting in the small of my back as we just swayed to the music making out like teenagers on the dance floor.
As the making out got more intense, I felt his hand slide down the rest of the way until it was firmly grabbing my ass cheek. Only the thin material of my skirt was keeping him from grabbing my bare ass. He started rubbing my ass up and down as I felt his fingers stop and trace the outline of my thong through the thin material.
I was rubbing his back lower until I felt his pants, then his belt, then passed that to feel his toned ass through his slacks. Just before we could go any further, the music stopped again and the DJ came on. Two hours till closing time, we will be right back after a short break they announced.
We broke the kiss and Greg politely led me back to the table. There were fewer of us left, either some had gone home or had disappeared. Either way, I was having fun, and by the looks of it so was Sally and Tony. I was about to take a drink from my drink, then thought better. I excused myself to the ladies room, and grabbing my purse, I leaned down, kissed Greg on the lips, and asked him to order me a fresh round.
Once I made my way to the bathroom, I found that there was a long line. I grabbed my phone and started reading my texts. There were quite a few new messages. He asked me if I was serious? What was I doing now? And if I thought there was a chance he wanted to fuck me right now. I answered that I was serious and gave him a brief description of Greg, making sure he knew he was black. I even told him I felt his cock rubbing against me and it had to be huge.
It may even bigger than the toy my husband had bought for me to play with. I told him I just excused myself to the ladies room, and that we had been dancing, and that Greg had started making out with me, and that his hand had been rubbing my leg earlier and caressing my ass through my skirt. I told him there was a very good chance he wanted to sleep with me right now.
My replies came just as I made it to the stall. I read his responses, and even enjoyed the picture of his hard cock he sent me from his hotel room. He was so hard thinking about me making out with a black guy in front of the entire club. He then asked me what I wanted to do. I told him it was very hot, but I’m not the only one making out in the bar. I then told him the truth. That right now I am enjoying the attention, but I was unsure of how far I would take this.
I told him I wanted him here to make sure the fantasy was played out exactly the way he wanted. I told him I had no interest in taking him back to our home, or being taken to his place. It was probably best if I waited for him to be here. With that I reapplied my lipstick, fixed my hair, snapped a quick pic for my husband, sent it to him with a message, guess we will see what happens, and walked back to the table.
I found my seat and on wobbly legs I sat back down. As soon as I did Greg reached over and handed me my drink. As I took it from him, I felt his hand glide gently down my arm to my side, then down my body to rest firmly on my thigh. I reached over and placed my hand on his thigh, but got the shock of my life. Right there under his slacks was his rod. I must have had a deer in the headlights look cause Sally asked if I was ok. I just nodded as I took a drink of my drink and started gently caressing the length of his cock.
I saw Tony lean over to Sally and whisper something in her ear as I felt Greg’s hand slide slowly under my skirt, passed the lace of the thigh highs, down my thigh and into the valley between my legs. I then felt him slide his hand back up my leg until his hand was nestled gently against my pussy. I was on fire. I didn’t know if he could feel the heat between my legs but I could sure feel the heat coming from his cock.
I knew I shouldn’t be rubbing him and allowing him to have his way with me, but it felt so good. I parted my thighs ever so slightly allowing him just a little bit more room as I felt his cock twitch in my hand. We were still conversing, but I could tell Greg was having a hard time concentrating. Just then he turned towards me and kissed me gently on my lips. I melted and felt my legs part even more. His hand was getting a little more aggressive and I felt him rub his finger against my clit.
At the same time he must have pulled on my thong because I felt it tighten up against my ass and the front slipped in between my lips. That almost made me orgasm right there at the table. I felt all my resolve diminishing and lust overcoming my body. I was still torn about how far I would take this. That and I had no idea where to go if I couldn’t resist him, because I didn’t want him to know where I lived.
There we were, in front of a someone I work with. Her knowing I am happily married, but yet, we were still making out. I just couldn’t tear myself away from his lips, and how his fingers were making me feel, it was incredible. His fingers were now touching my bare skin. My thong was pulled up between my lips.