We finally sit down to drinks and rest. I am sweating and its maybe 60 degrees. My wife is excited and in her element. Drinks and dancing. We finally convince Bob and his wife to hit the floor. I then notice that my wife is sitting on her stool with no regard to modesty. Her bare cheeks are on the stool and the hem of her skirt has her pussy exposed. He knees are apart so in the dim light you can see her pale lips and slit with no problem.
I mention this to her and she looks around while having a drink. She said no one seems to notice. I asked if the waiter noticed. She said he did not seem to. Bob and his wife return and the band goes on break. They both agreed that my wife was the hit of the dance floor. People are starting to mill around and cross our table but I did not see any noticeable sign. Even the waiter passed by letting us know that he would be right back. I said i guess it's too dark to notice unless you are on the lit dance floor. My wife said let's see. She finished her drink and put it in front of bobs wife on the table. She moved her stool forward. She then sat back down same as before. She may have pulled the skirt a little higher.
Eventually the waiter returns. He stands in front and between my wife and I taking orders as we hand him our empty glasses. He gets to my wife. He has made no sign that he has seen her pussy. As he takes her order, she leans back and reaches across the table to retrieve her empty glass. This causes her to extend her left leg. He look down and jackpot. He is now staring at her pussy with one leg extended. She retrieves the glass and settles back onto the stool. He smiles and says he will be back with our order. Fastest service of the night. He returns and hands us our order while glancing at my wifes pussy. He now checks on us often. He obviously spoke to other servers because we were the preferred traffic lane.
We even had other servers take our order and clean our table. Fantastic service the remainder of our stay. We danced more and decided to head back it was now after ten. Now the wives were good and drunk. We had about three blocks to walk back to the hotel. My wife continued to dance to the sounds of music as we walked. The streets were not crowded. As we were walking my wife lifted our hands and she did a couple of spins. Two drunk guys behind us started cheering for another spin. My wife smiled and did two more spins. The two guys clapped and wanted more. My wife just kept walking/dancing.
We turned down another street a little more crowded. She continued dancing and spinning to some encouragement and some lewd comments. As we turned on the street of our hotel there was a group of gentlemen following us for the show. They stopped and started cheering for another turn before they head back. My wife said what do you think. I said go ahead. She walked a few steps back on the sidewalk. She took her skirt and lifted it exposing all. She did a slow slow turn giving them ample time to view both front, back and sides. Once complete she dropped her skirt and gave them a deep bow. Her pussy was popping for Bob his wife and me. Bob then request a bow for us. She turns and repeats a deep bow for us giving them a view of her pussy. They cheered and hooted at the sight. We continued toward the hotel.
We are now on the sidewalk with cars passing so my wife stopped dancing. We enter the hotel and the ladies head to the restroom in the lobby. I ask Bob if his wife is ok. He said she told him she could not compete with my wife at that time. He said just wait. After some time we see them passing through the lobby. My wife looks great with the bottom off her tits are bouncing and the hem of her skirt is a few inches below her pussy. I look at bobs wife. She has rolled her skirt to the same as my wife. I wanted to jump them both. My wife asked if I would take her jacket to the room. They went to the ballroom to find bobs brother.
While in the room I had a bottle of water and made another drink. I got to the venue and walked in. This place was definitely a sausage fest. They had a live cover band on the stage. It looked like three hundred or more men and maybe fifty women in the room. Several groups of ladies were dancing along with some couples but mostly a lot of guys watching and drinking. I did not initially see my group but found an open bar. Present your badge and get a drink. I thought this will be nice. After walking around I got the impression that many of the attendees did not know each other. I finally find my wife talking to bob his wife and his brother by another bar in the back of the room.
Bobs brother was hammered. He was doing a lot of drunk talking while we listened. Then the band started a song. He grabbed bobs wife's hand and request a dance as he dragged her to the dance floor. We walk over and watch. They are dancing for a few seconds when bobs brother gives her a big dip. Yes the effect was her skirt lifted and gave a moment of exposure. We look around and several of the guys were pointing. Bobs wife is smiling and dancing. He then gives her a spin and more of the spectators get a view. She continues to smile and dance. My wife and I dance on the far side so I could look back at who was watching or noticing his wife. She has many of the spectators taking note and watching for the occasional glimpses.
After several dances they leave the floor. I notice a few kept watching my wife and I. I guessed they were waiting to see if. We joined Bob and his brother. The wives went to get another drink. Bobs brother continued to talk and talk. I've never seen him so drunk or talkative. The ladies returned and he asked my wife to come dance. She said maybe after her drink. Bobs brother went to refresh his drink and the band went on break. I asked bobs wife if she realized the show she was giving. She smiled and said yes. She said someone's got to get this party going. She reached over and unbuttoned my wife's second button. My wife had to adjust but left it undone. Bobs brother returned. His eyes went straight to my wife's tits. He said now you are talking. Nice look. She smiled and thanked him.
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