On a Saturday night that starts normally, I go out alone in a club to find a good time. I notice a couple sitting there for a while, watching the other couples dance on the dance floor, when the slow dance comes on.
I approach this woman and ask her if she wants to dance with me. At that moment, her husband is talking with the barman and I don’t pay attention to me. The woman then warns her husband and simply tells him that she is going to dance, I then drag my date on the dance floor, her husband continues the discussion with the barman without even turning around.
My date is very beautiful she wears a very short red skirt, a black blouse a little transparent, she is very sexy thus, I can see the bra which puts her breasts in value.
It’s Saturday and it’s crowded. The evening looked good. After a few minutes of dancing I ask my date her first name: she tells me that her first name is Patricia and that the man who accompanies her is her husband, he is there to please her but does not like to dance too much.
I continue to dance a very languorous slow dance, my rider hung on my neck, I put my hands on the top of her buttocks and hold her tight against me. I hold her a little too close, then she pushes me back a little but it is for the form because other slows follow one after the other, and Patricia is again always stuck to me.
While dancing, I begin to move my hands on her buttocks, and kiss her in the neck. Patricia lets herself be done, and her hands are still tied behind my neck I make her turn in music. My partner laughs a lot, we resume our dance without a word, but still very tightly together. After a while, I realize that the husband of this woman throws an eye on us from time to time but without more, he discusses with the people of the next table.
My date is quite pretty, so I slip a hand between the two of us and caress her breast, while she tightens more against me and puts her head in my neck. I continue to kiss her neck, her face coming closer to my lips.
It is the moment that the disc jockey chooses to start again a series of rocks and the couples, on the track, separate. My companion forsakes me then, to join her husband with a little shy smile, she kisses him with full mouth.
She takes back her glass of whisky and coke looking at her husband with a strange look. Her husband says to her that he is present, lets her dance with a stranger, and that she should not exaggerate and pay attention to her behavior, with me. Patricia then confesses to her husband that the man in question, (myself) is called Gabriel, and that he disturbed her. While dancing, he had placed his sex against her and she couldn’t help but realize that he wanted her. The movements of their dance placed her date’s sex against her pussy, and she even admitted to her husband that she was all wet. She also told her husband that I had caressed her buttocks and breasts, and that she didn’t feel like asking me to stop.
She asked her husband if he was angry with her, to reassure her he said no, and took his wife to the dance floor to make her dance. After about an hour, the couple returned to their seats to finish their drinks when the record company decided to start a new set of slow dances.
The husband does not move, this time, I address him and offer him a glass if he agrees to let me dance with his wife. The husband tells me that the glass is not essential but that if my wife wants it, he does not see any inconvenience. Patricia kisses her husband on the mouth and hurries to join me.
The husband hoped well, that I would come back to invite him to dance, also he settles comfortably in his armchair and looks at us dancing, squeezed again the one against the other, face to face, I know now that the husband knows that I excite his wife and that my tail caresses her belly.
It is a new situation for all three of us, the husband sees me pass my hands on the buttocks of his wife, this time frankly, and in the same movement, places my mouth on her lips kisses her greedily. Patricia returns me her kiss, the husband seems very excited by this spectacle, we continue to kiss us, a hand on the breasts of my rider, I always tightens it against me of my other hand, I passed my fingers squarely in the opening of her blouse.
Patricia places her head in my neck and lets herself caress, stuck to me, eyes closed, without a gesture of retreat or refusal. The husband returns to order another glass to the bar, we take advantage of this moment to disappear from the dance floor.
The husband doesn’t see us anymore! we see him, he starts to panic, then starts to go around the club, thinking that, anyway, he will eventually find us.
The series of slows ends, and the track is invaded by the customers of the club, the husband continues the turn of the club and, after several minutes, finishes by saying to himself that not, apparently we are not any more on the track to dance!
In desperation, I think he tries to place himself in our place, and decides that, him, in these circumstances, would have gone down to the parking lot. He goes therefore very quickly, to this place and starts to make the turn of the cars parked there. There are many, he notices a movement in a car parked a little further, in the next row.
He approaches slowly, so as not to be noticed, and there, through the back window, he distinguishes a couple in full action. He approaches, and notices that no, it’s not us. He doesn’t want to be taken for a voyeur, so he leaves the parking lot.
Just before leaving, this time he found us. Patricia has her head back, in my arms, I am sucking her breasts. After having removed her blouse and her bra, I try to excite her hardened nipples with my lips. One of my hands went to the adventure under the skirt of my rider, and am now caressing her pussy, she has the legs well spread and lets herself do it.
At this moment the husband of Patricia makes a sudden gesture, we raise the head. We realize that he looks at us, but he does not move any more. He must then feel stupid. Then encouraged by my partner, I raise squarely her skirt, then takes again my caress. My fingers search the thong, passes under, sinks in the wet sex of Patricia who, has the eyes always closed, to better appreciate my caresses.
The husband looking now of more distance the honor that I make to his wife, I move away from Patricia, undoes my pants, and exhibits a rigid and long tail. I take Patricia’s hand and place it on my member. The fingers of my partner of one evening, after one moment of hesitation, close on the object of its pleasure and begin to jerk me off, at first slowly then more and more quickly.
She knows well however that her husband looks at her, she kisses me, and now jerks me off with both hands, massaging me the balls, going up on my swollen shaft, exciting the glans of her nails, to go down again and start again her merry-go-round.
Patricia takes in her mouth my sex. She rounds the lips and makes them slide on my cock, while continuing to massage me the bourses of a hand. She sucks me, applying herself not to neglect a single centimetre of this member which is mine. I am on the verge of orgasm. I look up and notice Patricia’s husband standing behind the glass, masturbating like crazy.
Patricia recoils, then reacts and opens the car door. She is in such a state of excitation that nothing frightens her any more! She makes approach her husband and sucks him in his turn. The softness of her mouth fills him and he lets himself go to the caress of his wife, while I remove her thong.
She allows herself and soon, while she devours his cock, I eat her pussy, he sees my tongue search the intimacy of his wife, sinking into its secret corners, it is a hallucinating spectacle! Patricia moans under my mouth, twists when I penetrate her with my tongue, and she sucks her husband harder and harder, faster and faster.
Then after putting on a condom, I push my sex into the entrance of her dripping pussy. After a glance in my direction, I push harder and penetrate Patricia in one go. She clings to her husband’s cock, her excitement is extreme, she is on her back on the back seat, she still sucks. her husband who caresses her breasts whose tips are hard, stretched to the maximum, he kneads her breasts, he pushes his cock in his mouth,
Patricia cries out in turn her pleasure, her husband, unable to take it anymore, empties himself on her breasts, throwing his sperm while moaning.
After a few minutes, we come to our senses and the husband helps his wife to get dressed, while I, a little embarrassed, give my phone number and tell the couple:
– I hope to hear from you.
Then I kiss Patricia tenderly on the cheeks, shake the hand of the husband then take the way of the dance hall.
Patricia and her husband, leave the club to join their car to return at home.
