I've got to get out of here I told myself as I shut the front door. Maybe a little bit of dancing would change my mood. Single life is good...until you start needing a little bit of female bump and grind.
Going out to one of the towns' dance clubs, I checked in my coat, got a drink and moved around. I checked out the pool tables and dart machines. People were having a good time for sure. Maybe, just maybe....I'll get lucky tonight.
With all of the tables taken and very few places to sit down, I just leaned against the wall, sipping my drink. The live band was good but some of the things you see on the dance floor are kind of amusing. Someone once emailed me a funny short movie clip titled "How to dance like a white boy." I think they filmed it here.
Anyway, I noticed a sexy gal who shouldn't have been alone standing right next to me. This is kind of odd I thought. Maybe she is just waiting for her man. A few minutes passed and she said, "Do you have the time?" I gave it to her and she thanked me.
She then left for a few minutes, but then came back to stand next to me again. I started some more chit chat by saying "back again I see" and she said yes. From there, it was very short small talk. She left again and I thought that would be it.
I had then moved over to stand next to one of those tall tables you could rest your elbows on when standing when she came back. This time, I thought, I was going to get a little bit nosey. "So," I asked, "where is your man?"
"Well," she said, "I'm married and we have a very open understanding." This was interesting, as I had not met a woman in that kind of relationship.
So I asked, "How understanding is he?" as I moved a little closer to speak in her ear. The live music was loud but I could understand her clearly. She rose up, and then back down so that her breasts were resting on my hands, covered from all. Moving her breasts on my arm, she said, "My husband lets me play as long as he is in the same room." I turned my hands up so I could feel and touch her nipples. I could tell her breasts were very firm and were needing attention.
She said, "My name is Randi and that her husbands name was Steve." She asked me if I thought she was desirable and if I was interested in having her. Her breasts had swollen a little bit as she pushed them into my hands. Feeling her hard perky nipples through her thin bra and top, I told her I would like to meet Steve.
She said to follow her and led the way. Steve was at a table having a drink. He was smiling and gave Randi a short kiss and we shook hands. Randi sat between us as she introduced us. She started whispering in Steve's ear for about half a minute. Who know what she was telling him.
We started making small conversation as I noticed Randy's hand touching my leg under the table and moving up. I noticed her other arm was not on the table and was probably touching Steve the same way. Her hand made it all the way up and lightly stroked my cock and balls. She was probably doing the same to him.
Randi excused herself to go to the restroom. Steve told me that he and Randi sometimes do this but were not prepared when they came out tonight. He said she chose me and was very turned on, but wished there was a place we could all go first. Randi came back and moved back between us. The place was soon to close and I suggested we go to the 24-hour adult gift shop. For some reason, I wanted to get some oil to lube her down when I got her naked. They thought that was a good idea and said they would follow me.