Connie

When I walked into the living room Bob's mouth fell open as he glared at me. "Holy fuck! Do you look hot!" was the first thing he said. "Turn around and let me see all of you."

I did a full turn around as Bob walked up to me. Standing right in front of me he ran his hands up the back of my legs. Right on up under my short skirt until he had my panty cover ass cheeks in his hands. As he was squeezing my ass cheeks he said, "Do you have to wear these panties?"

I gave him a kiss and said, "Yes I do, sorry but this girl wears panties when she goes out."

Bob said, "Okay if you have to." He then stepped back and took hold of the hem of my little skirt and pulled it way up, totally exposing my sexy little powder blue panties and lace stocking tops to him. "Mmmm yes, we're going to have some fun tonight."

I pushed my skirt down and said, "Don't wrinkle me up," as I stepped away from him. Picking up my handbag I asked, "So, are we ready to go?"

After dinner, as we walked into Mo-Joes we both about fell over from the stink of old cigarette smoke, booze and body odor. Through the haze in the place we saw the only place to sit were two stools at the bar so we made our way to the bar. I felt like a hooker on display the way all the men in the place were checking me out.

We ordered a drink and sat talking to each other. Then about ten minutes later one of Bob's friends whose name is Paul, came up to us slapping him on the back.

Paul said, "Shit man, did you pick up this sexy young thing in here tonight?" Laughing he then said, "Hi Connie how are you? You look nice tonight."

I could see his eyes roaming from my breasts to my legs, never quite looking me in the eyes.

Bob and I both turn around to face Paul as we continued our conversation. Not only were Paul's eyes stuck on my legs and breasts. The guy sitting next to me at the bar was eyeing me from top to bottom. I could feel his eyes undressing me.

Paul talked to us for a half-hour or so before he said he had to get going. We said our good-byes and he left. When he'd left Bob asked, "What did you think about Paul?"

I smiled and said, "Not my type."

About that time the guy sitting next to me asked if he could buy my boyfriend and me a drink.

Surprised by this I smiled and said, "Sure, thank you and he's my husband."

He introduced himself as Steve. We shook hands and did the cheer's thing with our drinks. ‘Turns out Steve was a salesman from California. He was just in town for the night and was headed back to the west coast once he made a meeting in the morning.

He was pretty good-looking in a rough sort of way, maybe ten years older than Bob. I could see a wedding band on his left hand. I asked if he as married.

"Yep, 15 years with the same old girl," he replied.

Bob asked him, "Were do you stay, when you're on the road?"

Steve said, "I got into town late and the two motels hear about are sold out. So I have to look for a place down the road."

Bob saw this as a big opening to his plan. I could see the light go on over his head.

After one more drink I was starting to feel tipsy. Then Bob said, "Hell Steve, you seem like a nice guy. We have an extra bedroom at our house. You're welcome to it if you would like."

The three drinks that I had had made Steve look pretty good. As I saw him eyeing me up he said, "You're sure you wouldn't mind?"

Bob answered for both of us, "Hell no, we don't mind. I'm getting a little sleepy myself and I'm about ready to get out of here. How about you honey?"

I looked at him and knew right where this was going and said, "Yes I'm getting tired myself plus I'm getting a little drunk."

We all laughed and Bob said, "Okay it's a deal lets get out of here."

Steve asked. "Should I ride with you; will you give me a ride back in the morning?"

Bob said, "Oh sure, no problem."

Once at home we showed Steve the extra bedroom and were the bathroom was. Then Bob said, "We're going to watch a little CNN and have another beer if you would like to join us come on in the living room."

We went into the kitchen for the beers and Bob asked me if I was still okay with the plan.

I grabbed his cock through his jeans and said, "I am if you are."

He said, "Then don't forget to wait until it looks like I've fallen asleep before you do anything. He'll think he's going to get lucky."

I laughed and said, "After I have this beer, he may get lucky."

Bob slapped me on the ass and said, "We're just teasing him. I'm the only one that's going to be getting into these sexy little panties," and he rubbed my ass under my skirt.

We made our way into the living room. A few minutes later Steve joined us. Bob had flopped down in his Lazy-Boy. Steve sat next to me on the couch as we watched the news sipping our beers. I had my legs curled up under myself. I could see that Steve had a good view of my lace stocking tops and just a hint of my little blue panties. I felt so sexy showing off for this man and acting like I didn't know that I was.

After five minutes or so Steve said, "It looks like Bob's out for the night."

I looked at Bob and said to Steve, "Great. Once he passes out it takes a bomb to wake him up."

Steve said, "Do you need help getting him to bed?"

I laughed and said, "No, he can just sleep in the chair tonight."

Steve had moved up closer to me and asked if he could ask me something personal.

Not sure where this was going I said, "Sure, what?"

"I would like to get my wife a pair of stockings like you're wearing, were did you get them?"

I looked down at my legs and said, "Hell I'm not sure, K-Mart or Penney's, no place special."

Steve said, "Oh okay. You know you have on some of the sexiest little panties that I have ever seen. Where did you get them?"

I gave him a funny look and said, "You've been looking at my panties, shame on you looking under a ladies skirt."

Steve smiled and said he was sorry but he couldn't help looking. He then added, "I must say that you have the nicest little ass that I've ever seen."

I smiled back at him and said, "Well thank you. I got my panties from Victoria's Secret. I get all my underwear there. They cost a little more but they seem to last a long time."

"Well they sure are sexy and they look good on you."

I thanked him again.

Then he asked, "If it would be okay, could I see the front of them?"

I looked at Bob and said, "Steve, I don't think my husband would like me showing you my panties."

Steve was now moved up right next to me and he started rubbing my stocking clad thigh right above my knee as he said, "I won't tell him if you don't."

I looked at Bob and said, "Promise?"

He got a big smile on his face and said, "Not a word, I'll never tell him anything."

"You better not," I said as I took a hold of the hem of my short skirt and started pulling it up. I was thinking that Bob would stop me before this went too far.

Bob never moved as I continued raising my little skirt. I got it up to my waist fully exposing my powder blue panties to Steve.

Steve moaned softly, "Mmmmm, god those are some sexy little panties you've got there lady." He was looking closely at my crotch when he said, "Are you shaved, are you totally shaved?"

I took a deep breath and said, "Yes, I'm totally shaved down there, my husband likes me that way."

"Shit, woman, I can see your cute little pussy slit right through your panties. Can I touch your panties?"

I looked at Bob then Steve and said, "I don't think you better."

Right then Steve put a hot lip lock on my mouth.

I didn't stop him, for that matter I kissed him back. I dropped my skirt down and put my arms around him as we kissed. Then I felt Steve's hand moving up the inside of my thigh. I still didn't stop him.

Once his hand got up to my stocking top I moaned in his mouth and opened my legs a little, what the hell, Bob would stop this before anything serious happened so I might as well enjoy the moment. Steve's fingers started playing with the bare skin on my thigh between my stocking top and the crotch of my little panties.

Then it happened, I felt Steve's fingers run right up and down my slit through my panties. I moaned against his mouth again and opened my legs even wider to give him more access to do his thing.

Just then Bob let out a yawn and started moving. Steve pulled his hand out from under my skirt and moved down to the end of the couch away from me. I straighten my skirt and looked at Bob. He stretched and yawned again. He looked at Steve and me and said, "Shit I can't keep my eyes open, are you guys ready to hit the hay?"

I stood up and said, "Yes, that sounds like a good idea."

Steve also got up and said, "Yes I better get to bed, it's getting pretty late. Can you drop me off at eight o'clock?"

Bob was now up on his feet and replied to Steve, "Sure thing buddy, I'll wake ya up around seven."

Bob then went into the kitchen to turn off the lights.

Walking down the hall to the bedrooms Steve said, "Hey Connie, if you can't sleep come to my room after Bob goes to sleep."

I smiled at him the Bob walked up. We said our good nights and went into our bedroom.

Once in our room Bob took me in his arms kissing me. "Shit! Was that hot or what? Did you like it?"

I kissed him back and said it was okay. I now felt Bob's hand moving up under my short skirt and start up my leg.

Once his fingers made their way up to my crotch Bob moaned, "Fuck Connie, it was just okay? Your panties are soaking wet. I think it was more than okay, I think you loved it." Then he pulled the crotch of my little panties to the side and started running his finger up and down my wet slit.

I moaned quietly in Bob's ear, "Oh god Bob, fuck me... I'm so horny."

That was all I had to say. Bob had me stripped down to just my sexy little panties and stockings in record time. He had me flat on my back in the middle of our mattress and was taking turns sucking and kissing my hard nipples when he said, "Close your eyes and imagine I'm Steve kissing your nipples.

He didn't have to tell me this. I couldn't get Steve out on my mind. I was thinking what he would do to me if I had the nerve to go to his room after Bob fell asleep.

By now Bob had my little panties off and was licking my wet pussy slit. I held his head in place and moaned out loud, "Oh god Steve!" That feels so good!" My hips were working up and down in time with Bob's licking. When he gave my rock-hard clit a little suck and bite my orgasm went right through the roof. I pulled Bob's face tight to my pussy and moaned out loud, "Yes! Oh god YES! I'm cumming!"

As my orgasm was wound down Bob got over on top of me and lined his hard cock up to my pussy entrance. The dirty talk now started as he asked me if Steve got to feel my pussy.

I moaned, "Yes," as Bob slowly sank his hard cock into me.

He then pushed deep inside me and asked, "Did you like him playing with your pussy?"

I moaned in his ear, "Oh god yes, I loved it."

That was all Bob could take. Hearing me tell him that she loved another man playing with my pussy sent him over the edge. He pushed in hard and deep and moaned, "Aahhhhh! I'm cumming!"

I worked my pussy lips on his cumming cock and milked all his sperm out. Then Bob kissed me and said he was sorry that he'd come so fast. To give him a little while and he'll be ready to go again.

I kissed him back and said, "That's fine honey, I love you so much."

But the beer and good sex had taken its toll. It wasn't more than three minutes before Bob was out like a light for the night.

I'm bad! I started thinking that maybe I should go down to Steve's room for a second round. But I told myself that I better not screw up my marriage over something as trivial as sex with Steve. I was sure Bob wouldn't understand if he woke up to find me screwing Steve.

So I just settled for a slippery middle finger in my cum slick pussy and started masturbating as Steve played through my head. In no time at all I was cumming hard again and after a while I passed out next to Bob a very happy woman.

The next morning Bob woke me up after he returned from dropping off Steve. I was disappointed that I hadn't gotten to say good bye.

Bob said, "I have his address and he said if we are ever in LA he has a place for us to stay."

I was still dressed in just my thigh high stockings as Bob got in bed and asked me to tell him again how it had felt having another man play with my pussy.

I told him again how hot and horny Steve had made me last night.

Bob was disappointed when I told him that Steve never really fingered me. He said the way my hips were moving when Steve had his hand between my legs he was thinking he had his fingers inside me and I was about to cum.

I laughed and said, "Oh I was about to cum alright, but it wasn't from finger fucking, he was just rubbing my pussy through my panties."

We ended up screwing like teenagers again and for the rest of the week too for that matter. I was always horny and couldn't seem to get Steve out of my mind. Each time we had sex I would superimpose Steve's face over Bob's and screw him like I was putting on a show to show him how good I was in bed. Bob was really eating up this change in our sex life. He once said that he had made me into a wild woman. I think that was a good thing coming from him.

Two weeks later Bob asked if I would like to do some teasing again that Friday night.

This time I was all up for it and said, "Sure, I was hoping you'd want to do it again."

Bob said, "Fuck yes, but let's go to a nice place for drinks this time. That Mo-Joes is really a dump."

I smiled and said, "That's a great idea. How about we go to the Zone? It's a big dance club that has a dress code, no jeans, tee shirts and stuff like that. Everybody has to look nice to get in."

Bob said that that sounded good to him. That some of the guys from work went there and had told him that the place had people with some class. So we had a date for Friday night.

Friday night Bob showered and dressed in some black dress pants and a nice blue dress shirt. He told me that he was going to run to the liquor store for some beer while I got showered and dressed.

I did the shower thing and then fixed my hair. I wasn't sure what to wear tonight. I knew it had to be something sexy to keep Bob happy. I picked this cute little black dress out, its mid-thigh so not super short. The bottom half is glossy black satin. And the top half is this black velvet bodice with a row of rhinestones right under my breasts. It is fitted just right to show off all my curves but is not super tight.

Having my dress picked out I now had to pick my underwear. I was thinking Bob loves me in black underwear so why not go all black tonight. I put on one of my front close Victoria's Secret push up black lace bras. This bra really made my boobs stand up and out. Next on was the black lace matching garter belt. I don't really like wearing garter belts but they drive Bob nuts. So I put it on for him.

Next I rolled a pair of off black stockings up my legs. These are some real sexy one's that have the black seam right up the back of the leg. A guy thing, guys like them. I hooked my stockings to the garter belt and went looking for my matching little lace panties. I started thinking oh hell I'll go with out panties but couldn't bring myself to do it.

I stepped into my little panties and pulled them up my legs. The small v-shaped back was sheer see-through and the small front was v-shaped see-through lace. Then next I slipped on a sexy little black half-slip. Having all my underwear in place I got up and stepped into my sexy little dress. I pulled it up in place and zipped up the back. Looking at myself in the mirror I knew I was going to be lucky if I got out of the house before Bob tried to fuck me. With my make-up done just right I went to the living room and waited on Bob to return.

When Bob walked in and saw me he about fell over. The first thing he did was drop to his knees and grab the hem of my dress and pull it up to check out what I was wearing under it. His one hand went right to my crotch feeling my pussy through my panties and the other went to feeling up my sheer panty covered ass.

He moaned, "Oh god, I gotta have some of this before we go."

I laughed and said, "Hold on, you'll get some later on."

Reluctantly, he dropped my dress back down and got up. He then said, "God Connie, some poor guy is going to go crazy trying to get into you tonight."

I gave him a kiss and said, "He can try all he likes but you're the one that's going to get it."

We had a nice dinner then took off for the Zone. We got there and there was a line to get in. We got in line and were told it could take up to an hour to get in the door. After a long time we started talking about going to some other place.

Just then some guy that Bob works with came out of the bar and walked right passed us. Bob yelled, "Hey Jack!"

Jack stopped and turn around then came back to talk to us in line. He said, "Hey what's up Bob, what're you doing here? Does your wife know you have some hot little thing out on a date tonight?"

We all laughed and Bob introduced me to Jack.

Jack then told us that he and Bob's Brother, Sam, had a table inside with two extra seats. He knew the doorman, and maybe he could get him to let us slip in the side door. He was going to his car to get his phone and he would be right back.

About five minutes later the doorman let us in the side-door along with Jack. We made our way over to where Sam was waiting and took a seat at his table. The place had a DJ that was playing some great dance tunes.

Both guys asked Bob if it was okay to dance with me. Bob laughed and said I had a mind of my own, and if I wanted to dance with them it was okay with him.

I ended up taking turns dancing with all three of them. They kept buying drinks and I was starting to feel a real buzz.

Jack got a call from his girlfriend. After the call he told us it was nice but that he had to go. He told Sam that he would talk to him in the morning and left.

We sat at the table talking and soon the conversation turned to football of all things. Sam and Bob were talking about last week's game. Who did this and who did that. It was just boring to me.

Then Bob said, "I have the game on tape if you would like to see it."

Sam said, "No-way! Maybe I'll come over tomorrow and watch it."

Sam and Bob had both been doing shots. I told Bob once to take it easy on the booze that he was driving.

He said he was fine and did another shot.

At this point I said to myself fuck it, if he's going to get drunk I might as well order another beer.

The guys kept going on about this football game until Bob said, "I'll bet you 50 bucks that's what happened. We can go to my house and watch it right now."

Sam killed his drink and said, "Okay, fine let's go."

We all got up and walked out to the parking lot together. Bob said, "Why don't you just follow us to the house."

Sam said, "Okay, will-do," as we got in our cars and started home.

I asked Bob, "Why are you fighting with him over this stupid game?"

Bob smiled and said, "I didn't know any other way to get him to the house tonight."

The beer I had, had me thinking a little slow, and then it hit me. "Oh I see! Your brother, is our victim tonight!"

"Duh, yes! Why would I have him over at this time of night?" Bob replied.

I moved over next to Bob and gave him a kiss and said, "You know Sam was feeling my ass when we were slow dancing don't you?"

Bob said, "Did you like it?"

As I sat there I opened my legs wide and let Bob rub my clit through my panties and said, "Yeah, it was okay, he got a hard-on."

"A hard-on?" Bob asked. "How you know that?"

"Because he was rubbing it against my leg as we danced, I could feel it through his pants."