It was a typical New Year's Eve. My wife, Evie and I were prepared to toast in the New Year by just watching television. Katie, a neighbor in our apartment complex called and asked us to go with her to a party in town and we gladly accepted.
Both girls dressed to the nines. Evie, who is just slightly overweight, with short dark hair and has great D-cup boobs, wore her best outfit. Our friend, Katie, who is tall with long dark hair, wore a floor length red halter dress. It accentuated her splendid shape topped off with A-cup titties.
After arranging a mutual baby sitter, the three of us motored into the city for what turned out to be an event filled night. We began the night at a small club where both girls began to drink and loosen up.
Next we went to another club, run by a friend of Katie's. Her friend kept the champagne flowing, even sending over a couple of bottles on the house.
Things really heated up, as the girls freely started in on the champagne. I took turns dancing with each girl. During the slow dances my wife began rubbing up and down my legs with her sexy body. I felt the stirrings of lust, which increased when Katie danced with me.
Katie began gyrating seductively against me, as my throbbing member grew increasingly hard. When my wife left to use the restroom, Katie slid her fingers along the length of my shaft and kissed me passionately on the dance floor. I moved my hands up and down the smooth curves of her bottom, pulling her even closer. I slid my fingers over her firm titties and we kissed again.
When my wife returned, she began doing the same things that Katie had been doing. I knew that she was really getting turned on, while I fondled her big breasts while dancing.
