Pru and Sean had been married 24 years. At 47 years old, she was still a gorgeous blue-eyed blonde. She had regained her pre-childbearing athletic build and could turn heads just walking by. Although they had their moments still as a couple, things between them had become stale and often tense, as they so often do after years of marriage and raising kids.
They'd tried various things to reconnect sexually, from using toys to fantasizing together out loud during sex. Sometimes it worked, but things tended to revert to their tense norm, each of them unhappy that the other wouldn't give them what they needed. Their sex-talk gradually touched more and more on the idea of visiting an on-premises sex club - some place where they could witness other couples' behaviors and maybe use what they saw to improve their own sexual experience. Although Pru was aroused by the idea of voyeurism and even having other men touch her, she was reluctant for Sean to know she had any desire to go from talk to reality.
After months of talking about it and pretending it was just talk, they agreed to try one. Sean wore his normal club wear. Pru, however, wore a short, backless dress, a thong, and heels. Although she couldn't bring herself to talk about it with Sean, she was excited about going, easily becoming aroused and wet whenever she thought about it.
Getting into the club wasn't much different than going into any other dance club. They bought drinks at the bar, then sat at a table to watch the crowd and immediately saw this was not an ordinary club. A large video screen above the dance floor played a series of views, switching from nude couples dancing, to dark rooms full of low beds and couples openly having sex and single couples and threesomes enjoying a wide array of sex in more private settings. There were three raised platforms, two of which were each occupied by a nude young woman dancing happily above the crowd. A nude Latina danced on the higher, center platform. Although older than the other two, she was more beautiful and sexier. From her long black hair and dark brown eyes, to her caramel skin, DD breasts, and curves to match, she was a goddess. There was something more serene and confident in the way she danced, which made it that much more difficult to not stare.
On the main dance floor, the women were more scantily dressed than usual and some had their skirts hiked up revealing thongs, G-strings, and bare asses, and many were taking "dirty dancing" to whole new level. After a second round of drinks and with the dance floor more filled, Pru convinced Sean join in. As usual, the dancing loosened her up, as did the increasingly risqué behavior and attire all around them.
At first, they danced as they normally would, watching several couples exploring each other on the dance floor, the women's dance partners' hands fully exploring their bodies while dancing. Seeing her watching, one barely dressed woman danced over to Pru, wrapped her arms around her neck and kissed her. Without hesitation, Pru's hands went behind the woman's back and slid down to her ass, welcoming the stranger's tongue into her mouth.
Sean watched and smiled. The woman's dance partner eased up behind her, reached around to caress Pru's back, then kissed Pru over his partner's shoulder. The woman snaked her way out from between them, and danced her way to Sean, who she began kissing just as she had done with Pru. As Sean returned her kiss, he saw the other man's hands slide up Pru's thighs, pull up her skirt to reveal her thong, and grab her all but bare ass. In response, she simply kissed him more passionately.
Watching from a raised and roped off table next to the dance floor was a sophisticated looking Hispanic man in a black suit and open collared black shirt. He was the "owner" — or at least the senior member of the cartel that owned and operated similar clubs throughout the state. He motioned toward Pru and said to a younger version of himself sitting next to him, "Find out more about that blonde. I haven't seen her before."
After several more songs and progressively more intimate behavior with their new friends, the two couples made their way from the dance floor to one of the "activity" rooms down a hallway at the back of the club. While they waited for a bed to become available, Pru and the woman kissed and pulled each other's dress off. When the previous couples rolled out of the bed, the women sat and held their arms out to the men. Sean climbed over Pru, laying her back as he kissed her. Their new friends did the same, the women's shoulders brushing against each other.
Pru laughed nervously and looked around the room to see several other couples fucking wildly and others standing around watching them. Rolling to the side to kiss her new girlfriend again, she instead was kissed by the girl's boyfriend. In a single motion, he rolled the other way, pulling Pru out from under Sean and over his girlfriend. Pru landed on top of him, and when she settled onto his hips with her legs spread, his cock buried itself deep inside her. Surprised, she gasped, "Oh! Wait... We can't..."
He rolled them over still inside her, pressed his mouth to hers, cutting her off mid-sentence, and began fucking her. She pushed him weakly with her hands, and whimpered, "No, I'm with Sean..." Her words tapered off as she returned his kiss and wrapped her legs around his waist.
Next to them, his girlfriend wasted no time and was riding on top of Sean and kissing him passionately. Sean turned to look at Pru just as her back arched up and he heard a familiar moan from her. The boyfriend came hard, yelling, "Ughhh, yesssss!"
Pru held his face in her hands and said loudly, "Keep fucking me!"
Sean exploded into the girlfriend, with his own, "Ahhhhh!"
The girl sat up, still grinding on him as her orgasm shook her. As soon as her orgasm had relaxed, she swung off Sean and over Pru's face, leaving Pru no choice but to lick and slurp Sean's cum from the girl's pussy. The boyfriend rolled away from Pru, and the girlfriend rolled on top of him, sucking his cock and hungrily licking Pru's juice from it.
As Sean moved on top of Pru, one of the men who had been watching crouched over her face, lowering a long fat cock to her mouth. Still feeling her orgasm and re-aroused as Sean's cock dove into her, she opened her mouth and sucked the head inside. Seeing that, Sean's cock grew harder than ever, and he fucked her furiously, while the stranger fucked his wife's face. When both men came, Pru's orgasm was stronger than ever, and she wasn't sure if it was from Sean's hot cum on her G-spot, or the stranger's thick, milk pouring into her mouth... but she loved both feelings.
As their little party wound down, Pru noticed that several young men and women had walked through the activity rooms periodically, the men all dressed in black suits, and the women all wearing black lingerie. She guessed that they were employees checking to ensure everyone was behaving. One young Hispanic man reappeared most often. What she didn't know was that he was keeping tabs on Pru's location and activity at the owner's request.
As Pro and Sean left for the night, they were met by the owner at the door. He shook Sean's hand and kissed Pru's, saying, "I wanted to give you my special thanks for being with us tonight. I am Alex, the proprietor here. I must say, I see a lot of beautiful women here, but none like you."
Pru blushed and said, "Wow, I like hearing that from such a handsome man!"
He handed her a black card with a gold, embossed X, saying, "Please come back any time, on the house. We can never have too many beautiful women and you will be my special guest." He kissed her hand again and ran a hand down her back to her hip.
Sean chuckled as they walked to their car and said, "I guess you have an important admired, as usual."
"What can I say?" she joked. "You can still be my arm candy." She thought to herself,
Or he can!
At the end of the night, the boss had the security team show him a highlight reel of Pru's activity while in the facility.
A week later, Pru and Sean returned to the club. After presenting the VIP card, they were escorted to a roped off table, where two beautiful young women in black translucent robes sat talking and laughing, their bodies on full display through the thin garments. An even more beautiful and regal looking Latina was also at the table. Although she was dressed similarly, she was not laughing with the younger women and sat with a reserved and thoughtful expression. After a few minutes, Pru recognized them as the women who had been dancing on the raised platforms during their last visit. The Latina watched Pru with a curious gaze.
A young man in a black suit brought drinks (the same they had ordered on their last visit). After they'd finished their first round, he stepped up to the table again, gestured toward the Latina, and said, "I'd like to introduce Miss Ana. She is the owner's wife, and this is his private table. He's asked if Mr. Sean would consider enjoying Miss Ana's company for a little while, while he makes the acquaintance of Miss Pru. If that is alright with Mr. Sean, I will escort her to the office you see through the window above us there."
Sean raised his eyebrows and looked up to a large floor to ceiling window above them, seeing only an empty couch facing the dance floor. He looked next at the beautiful Latina who was watching him with an amused smile, and then at Pru, who stared nervously at the table. Ana reached across the table and took Sean's hand, saying, "Don't worry, Sean. No one is going to do anything they don't want to do. She will be perfectly safe with my husband."
He shrugged and nodded at Pru, who stood and followed the handsome young man, smiling and blushing. A private elevator took them to a dark paneled office. A conference table was on one side, and a sitting area and bar were on the other. A large, dark desk was centered on the large window, facing the elevator. Behind it was a large couch, facing the window and dance floor below.
