Ok. I believe that I am getting repetitive with our activities. I was reading from my original post and the surprise and activities are repeating. I will post the events of Saturday and unless something original happens will not be as repetitive.
I was having lunch with Bob last week. We were talking about my previous post and the trip to the coast. He mentioned that his brothers company is having a year end blowout in new orleans Friday, Saturday and Sunday. He said that he invited him to attend and said he could bring someone along. He said he was thinking that we could take the wives up and make a weekend of it. We had a lot of conversation about logistics and expectations. He said he envisioned a similar trip to our trip to the coast. A lot of flashing and flirting and sex. I was non-committal. He was going to followup with his brother.
We have met his brother several times. Divorced and lives in Chicago. Nice guy. I mention the possible trip to my wife. She was also non-committal. Bob called that night. He said that his brothers company had booked rooms at a hotel downtown and had the ballroom booked for live music and celebration saturday night. They would be there starting Wednesday thru Friday conducting year end business and party Friday night and Saturday night. Bob took it on himself to book two rooms Friday and Saturday night.
Neither of the wives seemed too excited to go. We tossed every sales pitch we had but was getting nowhere. For Christmas, the wives gave us coupons for favors. I have coupons from all three ladies. So does Bob and Kenneth. We issued each wife with a coupon. The coupon was as I quote, "you are entitled to one weekend of request that is within reason and agreed on by all". My wife asked me what was my request. I said a weekend similar to the coast weekend. We hammered out the details. The only thing she said was no see thru shirts. So plans were made to leave early Friday.
The trip down was uneventful. I was getting the impression this was going to be a not so fun trip. We arrived in new Orleans around 8 p.m. as we drove through town the wives perked up about food, music and bars. I dropped them off at the hotel entrance and took the car to the garage. By the time I got to the room I was exhausted. The ladies had packed their bags so Bob nor I knew what they brought. I walked in and Bob had drinks on the bar. We had a very nice room with a sitting area and a king size bed separated by large French doors. I asked Bob if his room was this nice. He smiled and said yes that this is our room. Turns out we are sharing a large suite.
Weather was really nice so we sat on the sofa while the ladies changed. My wife came out first. She had on her black leather vest and black pleated skirt. Her tits were displaying a good amount of cleavage from the vest. She also had a small light jacket. She did a turn and asked if she might get a free drink wearing this. We said yes. Bobs wife entered. She had on a similar blue pleated skirt and a light green blouse. Walking in you could tell braless from the bounce. She did a fast spin. Skirt lifted giving us a flash of ass and pussy. No panties. We agreed both ladies were getting free drinks.
We had a few drinks each waiting on bobs brother to respond. Knock on the door. Bobs brother was drunk and smiling when I opened the door. We all exchanged hugs and pleasantries while drinking. Bobs brother said the part will be in a ballroom at 10 so have fun till then. He gave each of us visitors badges to get in the party and he left with drink in hand. The ladies were ready to eat. We loaded on the elevator, 20th floor headed down. Bob asked my wife if she had on anything under her skirt. She lifted her skirt to a black thong. He complained she was breaking the rules. The elevator stopped. Three men got on. We started down again. My lovely wife announced to the elevator that she does no need a thong tonight. Everyone looked at her as she reached under her shirt and removed her thong. She stepped out of it, picked it up and handed it to me. I put it in my pocket. The men started announcing that they want to go to our party rather than their own. This continued to the lobby.
We walked several blocks to a small Cajun restaurant and was seated to an outside table. The wives were in heaven. Drinks food and people watching. We then moved to bar hopping. Drinks music and people. Places were not packed but we were having fun. As my wife drinks she likes to dance. We entered a bar with live music. The ladies excused themselves to restroom. Plenty of seating so Bob and I got a table close to the floor and band. We had been on the ladies about how the have their skirts pulled down so low. My wife approaches. She has the top button undone on the vest and she has rolled the top of the skirt to now a true short skirt. She does a slow turn at the table and ask what I thought now. The hem of the skirt was maybe a few inches below her ass cheeks. I said fantastic. Bobs wife had a few button undone but left her skirt long.
After a few more drinks and music my wife is dancing while sitting at the table. There was a few people dancing on the dance floor but mostly people drinking and watching. My wife then says let's dance. We get on the floor to a relative fast song. She did some slow turns but nothing wild. He tits were bouncing in her vest so I was fixated on them. After that song she took her jacket off and put it on her chair and ran back to the dance floor. The music had not started but she did a fast spin in front of me. Her skirt lifted giving anyone looking a quick view of ass, pussy and her blonde strip. She never even checked up. I heard Bob give a hoot followed by several others. Music started and I believe there was only three couples on the floor dancing. During the song she would complete a couple of spins to some clapping. Song ended. She gives me a big hug and thanked me for dancing with her.
My wife was on the dance team in college and can still dance, me not so much. I'm more of her instrument. Now a slower song. As we were dancing she asked how I liked her spins earlier. I said great. She said she heard a few claps and hoots. I said i did too. As we danced I looked around. Probably 30 people there and less than 10 females. I said it looks like a sausage fest in here. She looked around and said you want to spin me. We danced closer to our table. She said how about five. I asked are you sure. She smiled and said on three. At three she took a step back and I lifted her hand and she did five spins in rapid rotation. This left nothing to the imagination. After completing she grabbed me tight and said how was that. I didn't need to answer the hoots and claps did it for me.
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