I always like going in before she comes in because I so enjoy watching her and watching the men in the room watch her.
She walks into a room as if she owns the fucking place. There is an aura about her six-foot tall frame topped with the shiny brunette hair. She does not walk she struts, which causes her usually unrestrained breasts to undulate under her clothing. Her legs look as though they belong on a dancer. Strong, lean and just flat out sexy.
Everything about her exudes sex and all the people she meets feel that from her, raw sexuality.
Her name is Jane and she is my wife.
Tonight is no different from many others like it. We play this game on a regular basis. I get off work and head to a prearrange meeting place. I tell her when I will be there and she comes in fifteen minutes later.
Jane loves the attention of men. She is truthful and blatant about it. We talk about it and I am ok with it because frankly it makes my dick rock hard knowing that these other guys are drooling over something they cannot have.
We never hookup immediately. We let the evening play out with her playing the lonely housewife whose husband is always working or always out of town. To break the boredom she likes to go to the bars, have a few drinks, and flirt.
Jane is an unabashed flirt. She likes flirting and teasing men including me. The only difference is that when we get home from one of our play sessions we fuck like there is no tomorrow.
Jane is forty years old who looks more like thirty and has the body most twenty year olds wish they had.
I had been sitting in the bar almost exactly fifteen minutes when the door opened and my wife walked in.
I knew she was coming and my cock was tingling with the anticipation of seeing her and the wild tantric fuck session afterwards. However, I was not prepared for what I saw next.
Jane walked in wearing a dress I had never seen before. It was the ultimate little black dress.
It was cut so low that her naval was showing. Her cleavage and nearly half of her luscious white breasts were visible. It was short to the point that I wondered how it even covered her ass.
She walked in, her sexy thighs were rippling, and straining as the five-inch heels she was wearing made her sexy legs even sexier.
Her tits being unrestrained by a bra were shaking and undulating up and down with each step she took.
Her nails were done with a French Manicure, which I think is by far the sexiest a woman's hands can look. Her hair was shiny and swayed as she walked.
I was so enthralled in watching her and wanting to see the back of her dress that I had nearly forgotten to watch the other men in the place.
I scanned the room and was not disappointed to see many eyes on Jane as she walked to the bar. When she got to the bar, the guys there very quickly opened a spot for her and one guy got up so she could sit down.
She finally turned around so I could see the back of her dress. It was cut deep down her back to nearly the top of her ass. She raised a leg to get on the stool and she made sure I got to see her ass peeking from beneath her dress. I was not the only one to get the shot of her ass as two other guys I saw noticed it and smiled at each other.
It was then I noticed my cock was rock hard. It was a combination of the excitement of seeing her so sexily dressed and the thought of getting to fuck that sweet ass of hers tonight.
The guy that had stood up bought her a drink and she accepted it. He was about my age and was a tall athletic guy who would be considered by women to be a real looker.
Jane turned so her back was to the bar and facing the guy. She did this also so she could face me and flash me with her panties. She kept talking to the guy, uncrossed her legs, and re-crossed them. During the change, I could see a flash of red panty.
Just then, a stunning blonde was standing next to my table.
"Can I buy you a drink?" She asked.
I looked up at her past her mammoth breasts to a beautiful face and quickly decided, "Yes."
She sat down in the chair next to me and held out her hand, "I am Brenda."
"Hi, I'm Steve." I replied taking her soft hand in mine.
Her nails were also French manicured. I then glanced down at her long legs that were tanned and smooth.
"I don't think I have ever seen you here before." She asked.
"I come in regularly. Just must have not been here at the same time." I responded.
I glanced back at Jane as she glanced at me. I wondered what was going through her mind. I mean usually she gets to flirt and I just watch.
Brenda asked what I was drinking and ordered two drinks when the waitress came by.
"Do you live here in town?" She asked.
"Yes, really pretty close to here. How about you?"
"Yes, I also live just around the corner from here." She answered.
Brenda was wearing my favorite perfume, "Red Door" which more than likely Jane was also wearing tonight. Something about the scent of it makes my cock hard. When women like Brenda and Jane wear it, it has a multiple affect.
"I love your perfume." I said.
"Thank You it is also one of my favorites."
I looked at Jane and she was talking to the guy but he was looking at me as she talked to him.
Usually, I let Jane flirt and flash me until I am in a state of horniness that I just have to have her and then walk up as if I just got there and we go home. I was not sure now how this was going to work because this guy had seen me sitting here.
Brenda and I sat, talked, and had three drinks. Jane and her catch for the night were also on there third or fourth drink and it was obvious that Jane was trying to be a little more flirtatious tonight. I am sure it is because Brenda is sitting next to me and she keeps touching me and putting her hand on my thigh.
I finally decided that it was time to go so I told Brenda, "Let's go up to the bar and see what is happening."
"Ok"
We got up and I purposefully headed in Jane's direction.
I ordered Brenda and me another drink and then turned to Jane.
"Jane?" I asked looking at her.
"Yes." She replied.
"I thought that was you. How have you been?"
"Great and you?" She asked.
"Just great. Oh, this is Brenda. I just met her but we are having a few drinks." I replied.
"This is Rod. We also just met but have been having a great time."
Rod held out his hand and we shook.
"I was just going to ask Jane if she wanted to come over to my house for a few more drinks. Would you guys like to join us?" Rod asked.
OHHHHH FUCK, raced through my mind. This guy was planning on taking my wife home and fucking her.
"Sure. That would be fun." I heard Brenda say from behind me.
"I'm in." Jane responded.
Fuck! I guess I had better say yes or my wife is going to go now that she has spoke up.
"Sure, why not." I responded with a smile on my face.
I really wanted to just take her home and fuck her. The combination of flirting with Brenda, the scent of her perfume and watching Jane flash her panty-covered pussy at me had me ready to fuck.
Rod held out his hand to Jane and asked, "Shall we go?"
Jane took his hand and climbed off the stool saying, "Sure, let's go."