That round of drinks went down fast. We order another round and my wife asks where the restroom is. Me, the person who knows where every bathroom is has to blurt out giving directions to where I just went. Our friend says, oh, there is one right around the way if you go out this back entrance. He adds, I have to go too, I'll show you.
Before I could even process that I didn’t know about a bathroom near this, the backside of the bar area, they both slide up and out of the booth and my wife reminds me to watch her purse. I catch a glimpse of the back of her and what I swear is that sexy little bum, just barely peaking out from the hem line of her mini skirt. My hearts beating a bit quicker just looking at her walking away with that gentle sway of her skirt with every step. He reaches for the door handle and opens the door for her. I’m watching, holding my breath in awe of my wife flirting and walking with someone and then the door closes. I kinda reflect on the visual of them walking out and how sexy it all seemed and hot she looked. I’m know for a fact at this point that she’s into this adventure and is having a wonderful time. The waitress brings over our drinks and says let me know if you all need anything else when they get back.
When they get back, I repeat to myself silently. I have a sip or two of my drink. I notice the younger women, the bachelorette party has left. I look around and there is not many people left. Where did the night go, a glance at my watch and its only like 10:30 at night. The DJ plays a song from my youth. It’s a flock of seagulls song, don’t you forget about me. I keep sipping on my drink and just enjoying the thoughts of the evening and this kinda of erotic fantasy event playing at as it has. Suddenly, I hear the music, it’s a totally different song. My pulse instantly starts to quicken a bit, I feel my own breathing being a bit faster. How long have they been gone I think as I look at my watch again. Hmm, well that’s really not that long I guess, maybe ten minutes. I wonder where that bathroom is. I start thinking, maybe a bit of uneasiness crosses my mind. Well, I don’t want to be that husband that panicks when his wife is out of sight. That’s just not the image I want to portray or the stereotype I am. As I sit there sipping on my drink, now, mostly gone, my imagination of what must be, could possibly be going on… a bit exciting to think about I admit to myself.
The waitress comes back over, she asks me if I’d like another. I look at my glass and yeah sure I say in my best attempt at just being cool and casual. The waitress then says do they need, and before she could finish the question, the waitress then says oh their drinks are fine. As the waitress turns to walk away, my wife and her friend come back through the door. Completely unaware or not even recognizing they had been gone for some time. They are chatting about some inoquos point that I can’t quite pick up on.
He slides back in the booth and she slides back in with him. They bring me into the discussion about something. Something I just can’t seam to get a grasp on as my mind is preoccupied with wondering what went on over the past twenty minutes or so. My wifes happy and smiling and flirting and just being her gorgeous sexy self that I love so much. Its kind of a thrill that I suspect, no, I know, our single friend is a bit smitten with her too. I so badly want to look at my watch and see how ,long they actually were gone, kind of a kinky dirty way. But, I know that would look obvious like I was counting the seconds while they were gone and it would just make the whole experience awkward. So I try my best to get into the conversation they are having. I just can’t do it. It’s just like in the movies, the other characters are talking, you can see the animation in their eyes and facial expressions as their lips are moving, but the sound is muffled, subdued. My mind is at ease, she’s back, she’s happy and the sensual thoughts that keep creeping into my mind won’t stop. Did the embrace, did he sneak a kiss and maybe grasp her fantastic body. Her pantie-less bottom. Fuck, I got a raging boner.
My other drink comes and the time just seems to fly. Its 10 after 11 know. Our friend says that he has to turn in for the night as he has to work a half day tomorrow before going home for the rest of the weekend. The waitress shows up at this point with the check and we just stand up, I settle up the bill and out friend thanks us for the evening and just leaves.
The waitress brings my card and the receipt back. My wife and I turn to head out and we do. We go out the same doors she went out to use the restroom. I grasp her hand in mine as we are walking down the hall towards the elevators. I just blurt out, so where’s this restroom that was out the doors of the bar area. My innocent wife, oh right down here on the right. Its on the other side of the hallway from the elevator. Somewhat intrigued, I said hey I have to use it real quick. I turn right and no kidding, there is the womens and the mens. I go in, the mens. Trying to pee when you have a raging boner is awkward. Anyways, I wash up and go back out. My wife is looking in another doorway. I walk down and look in and its just a big room with some cheesy event type tables. It kinda crosses my mind, I wonder if they went in here.
She says c’mon lets go upstairs.
No sooner than we get in the room and she just flips, flips her shoes off as she’s walking in. I follow and start emptying my pockets and putting my wallet and phone on the credenza as she turns to me and starts undoing my belt. Oh yes, this is fun time. She struggles to unbutton my jeans and asks me to undue that top button while she starts pulling my zipper down. My breathing gets heavy. She literally yanks my jeans and boxers down while she leans in and bends down and takes my cock in her mouth. She’s bent over and there is a mirror, a full-length dressing mirror right there. I’m enjoying the attention she’s giving me, and I’m loving the view of her exposed ass and her oh can I make it out, her … the breathing is heavy. She takes command and comes up and gives me a huge passionately sloppy lingering deep kiss as she is turning me away from the bed.
She breaks away, lifts her blouse up and over her head and flings it somewhere. She then just goes back and down onto the bed while bringing her legs up and apart. The short miniskirt is entirely up around her waist. It looks like a scarf. I look down towards her parting thighs and oh its open and fuck its open and wet and just eager for my dick. Fuck me she says.
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