We waited until night time and we walked down Duval street. I was getting pretty turned on, having other people notice me wearing pantyhose( a few did... and one even stared blaintly at my legs and right in front of him I adjusted my pantyhose,pulling it up my leg)my wife and I both chuckled. As we walked down the street we passed a go-go-bar, it was a gay bar, some dressed up some not. we went in and sat at the bar and ordered a drink. The dancer was wearing tight shiny latex shorts and a tight. In fact i used to help her too.We were both very comfortable with each other and one night after dinner we both were watching a movie via you tube. She suddenly paused the movie and told me she wanted to speak to me something serious.Don’t hurry up friends, nothing happened between us that night. Matter was, someone in office tried to flirt with her. In fact she could clearly underline the intention which was sex. And she wanted to discuss that with me.By the way she was not angry with that. But as hard as I tried I couldn’t quite get myself off. I stood up and knelt between his legs. I put my finger to my clit and started to lick him and as I tasted myself on him I felt myself getting close. I looked over at the tub and saw my husband with his head between Shellie’s legs. I knew then why she was willing to share this cock. She had her head back and was thoroughly enjoying my husband’s attention while her husband was enjoying mine.I tried once more to get down on his cock. I. I...”I was really in stupid mode. I got up, grabbed my clothes and started to put them on. I glared at her, “Get dressed.”She looked at me with this half grin like she knew exactly what I was doing, “Why?”At that precise moment I stopped thinking with my brain and started thinking with my dick, “Sarah,” it was the first time I’d used her name, “I’m taking you to my place.”My apartment wasn’t anyplace special; just an efficiency I’d been using while I was in community college. My parents were.
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