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Bar Hopping

OK so I'm sure all of you know how women are. Whether you are a married man, dating a woman, or if you are a woman, you have to admit: Women are finicky. I love her more than anything in the entire world, but my wife is absolutely no different. That's what makes this story so amazing. It actually goes from fantasy to actuality for once.
One evening some time ago, my wife and I were having a nice little session of foreplay, fantasy talk and masturbation when she mentioned that she thought a little role playing would be fun. She said she wanted to go to a bar and have me come in a little later and pick her up, as if we were strangers, and take her away. Naturally, this got my mind racing and I told her that I would enjoy coming in later only to find her seated at a table with another man. Of course, the fantasy went on and got hotter, along with our little masturbation session, but this story isn't about that, its about what actually happened later.
Both of us had had one of those weeks that just drags on at a grueling pace and never seems that it will end. It was the end of the month as well as the end of the fiscal year for the family business. I was out trying to settle accounts that should have been done months ago, and poor Mary was buried under mountains of paper work in an office that used to hold two people, but after the last load of documents arrived, she couldn't seem to find her assistant anywhere and was beginning to worry she might have been crushed by a financial statement. That's when she realized that it was 5:45 pm on a Saturday evening and her 20 year old assistant had more than likely said Screw it.... So Mary did the same. She headed for the house, daring anything to get in her way.
After stopping back by the office/shop to drop the equipment trailer that I had been lugging around behind my truck for a week and a half, I headed home too. When I arrived home, I was a little alarmed with how quiet it was. Usually on a Saturday evening when I get home, the kitchen is alive with the smells of whatever Mary may be fixing up for supper, but on this occasion, nothing but silence. I glanced out back to check the pool and hot tub, but no Mary. So I headed for the bedroom. The bedroom was just as dark as the rest of the house, but I could tell that the bathroom light was on. As I quietly opened the door to the master bathroom, I saw a picture that was a little bit sad, a little bit funny and just a little more than just a little bit sexy. Mary was laying in the bath tub, one leg propped up on the wall, the other sprawled out over the side of the tub. Her large breasts just barely breaking the surface of the water, ever so slightly exposing her taught nipples, and a wine cooler in her hand. When she heard the door open, she opened her eyes and said Hey baby....
Rough day?... I said.
Yeah, my mind is numb....
Well what would you like to do about dinner,... I asked her and she said I don't know, what do you have in mind?...
I asked her if she had heard any reports on the new little Italian Bistro that had opened up in town and she said that she had heard it was really good, really pricey, and you had to dress really nicely to get in. So, I told her it sounded like the perfect place for me to take her to show my appreciation for all of her hard work.
As I told her all of this, I had moved out of the doorway and into the bathroom and sat down on the side of the tub. I reached into the water and started to rub her gorgeous body. Starting at her lovely breasts, my hands had reached her puffy lips and one finger parted them as I said, When you get out of the bathtub, put on that little black dress that you never wear, and leave the panties laying on the bed. After dinner, I think we need to go hit the bar....
She looked at me with a sideways grin for a moment as she thought about it and then said Okay.... I don't know if she really liked the idea of if she just wanted to go along with it for me, but either way, she agreed.
I headed for the other bathroom and got ready as fast as I could, but she still managed to be ready faster than me. This confused me at first until I realized that she just didn't really have that much to put on. When I walked out of the bathroom, she was standing in the living room waiting and when I saw her, my dick instantly got hard. Mary is only about 5' 3... tall but with that short black dress and those heals that I didn't even know she had, she looked 10 feet tall. I walked up to her, wrapped my arms around her and kissed her. As I did, my hand found its way to the bottom of her dress and inside just to make sure she had fulfilled my request. She had. I also could not help but notice that she absolutely had not forgotten to put on her push up bra, and it seemed as if 75% of her tits were above her dress. Tonight was going to be interesting.
The bistro was very nice and quiet. The lighting was dim and we were sitting in a corner booth. The waitress had brought our drinks and bread and as we sat there chatting, I let my hand drop off the table to her leg. I pulled her dress up a little and she gave me a look like What the hell do you think you're doing... but she never said a word. I rubbed her leg a little, each stroke getting a little closer to her pussy than the one before until finally my pinky parted her lips. I was surprised to find that even in the lightning fast manner in which she had gotten ready, she had a freshly shaven pussy. I was absolutely shocked at just how hot and wet she was, and the evening hadn't even started. I slowly started working my finger in and out of her dripping wet hole and as her breathing picked up, I knew she was enjoying it. When the waitress brought our food, much to my wife's disbelief, I never slowed down and that just made her that much hotter.
Now then, one problem with taking over a well known, well established family business in a small town is that it doesn't matter where you go, you will almost always run in to someone you know. Tonight was no different. We were about half way through our meal, I had already made Mary cum once and was working on a second time, when out of no where one of my dad's best friends and former business partners showed up at our table with his wife. Of course they want hand shakes and hugs from everyone, so as I shake his hand with my right hand, my left is working furiously under the table to get out of her pussy, wipe off the juices and get her dress pulled back down. All without them noticing. The biggest catch to all of this is that just a few minutes before, Mary had pulled her dress out from under her ass so that she wouldn't have a huge wet spot on the back of it when she stood up. So after all the hugs and handshakes and a few kind words exchanged, they went on their way.
At this point, I wanted to finish what I had started, but I figured that all the hub bub had killed the mood. Never the less my hand headed straight back to her puss to find out. Dead mood hell! It felt like the Mississippi river had just taken a detour through my poor wife's cunt. She was so hot that as soon as I touched her, she exploded. Before she could stop it, she let out a squeal. As quickly as I could, I knocked over a glass of ice water so people would think that is why she had screamed. Then I called for the check. It was time to go.
During our devious dinner, we had actually managed to talk about our after dinner plans and had decided to go to a bar and play around a little with her fantasy. Nothing big, just for some innocent marital fun. After dinner, we both agreed that it was a good thing we had decided on a bar about thirty minutes away in a bigger town. We had agreed that when we arrived at the bar, I would drop her off at the door, then I would go park the car, wait 10 minutes or so and then come in. This would give her time to get a drink, scope things out a little, act single and see what came of it. Then I would come in, eventually hit on her and take her home. Even the greatest military minds will tell you that plans are only good until the first shot is fired, then you just improvise.
I dropped Mary off at the door and watched her get in the door, and then I went to find a parking place. As soon as I started trying to park, I started wishing that we had brought my truck. Then, at least I could have hopped the curb and parked in a grassy area or something, but no we were in her car and that was out of the question. When I finally found a parking spot and got out, I glanced at my watch and realized that 25 minutes had already gone by and I had at least a 5 minute walk to get back to the bar.
As soon as I walked through the door I could tell that our perfect... plans were history. Mary was sitting at a small table, wine cooler in hand, ( that's hard liquor for Mary) with her legs crossed and talking to a man sitting at the table. When we made eye contact, she quickly gave me a look that said she was ok, excited and nervous. I made my way to the bar and asked for a glass of coke. When the bar tender asked me what I wanted it mixed with I said ice. He just shook his head and handed me my order.
I wondered around a little while checking out the scenery. The music was loud but not deafening and the dance floor was packed. Even though we were here tonight to play around with one of Mary's dirty little fantasies, I couldn't help but notice all the skin bulging out of tight little dresses. My Mary didn't stick out at all. I finally found a table that was far enough away it wouldn't be obvious that I was watching, but that gave me an unobstructed view of Mary. I have to admit, I was getting quite turned on by watching Mary talk to this guy. Her body language was such that I had never seen before and I could tell that the Fuzzy Navel was kicking in because she kept opening her legs enough that anyone who might be watching got an eye full. As much fun as I was having, it was beginning to get a bit boring. They talked for what seemed like an eternity, but finally, they stood and he led her to the dance floor.
As Mary's date... led her to the dance floor, he put his hand on the small of her back letting two fingers dangle a little lower than would ordinarily be appropriate, but it didn't seem to bother her. As they started dancing, they were still talking, but when a faster song came on, the talking stopped and soon it looked more like they were standing up and fucking with their clothes on. I saw his hand drop to her ass and then right there on the dance floor in front of everyone, he pulled her dress up off of her ass. After he had a hand full of Mary's exquisite ass, she quickly pulled her dress back down and said something to him. Then, she turned to me and winked and walked off the floor in the opposite direction from which they came. I took this as my cue to follow.
So that it will flow better, the rest of this story will have all of Mary's details included as she related them to me later.
When Brian, Mary's new friend, had pulled her dress up on the dance floor, it had shocked Mary, but her pussy juices were already dripping down her legs and she didn't want to stop. So, she suggested that if that was what he was wanting, there might be a slightly more private place they could go. He agreed and they headed off the floor. I fell in behind them, and followed them down a dark hallway. I actually lost sight of them in the hall, but when I got to the end, the only two doors there were the bathrooms. I waited for a couple of minutes debating on what to do, and then finally I decided to check out the men's room. When I looked inside, I didn't see anyone but I went in anyway. As I walked into the room I moved slowly and as quietly as possible and then I heard Mary's voice. I looked around and finally found four feet in the same stall. I went to the stall next to them and silently closed the door and latched it. The stall walls went all the way to the floor, so I new they didn't know I was there and I just stood and listened.
So you like the way my ass feels do you?... Mary said.
Yes I do. What do your tits feel like?... Brian asked.
Well, you tell me....
Brian reached up and cupped a breast in each hand. He began massaging and teasing her nipples through her dress and bra. Shortly, he took the straps off her shoulders and pushed her dress down around her waist. Then he unclasped her bra and let her large firm tits out into the air. As he began sucking on one nipple, he continued pinching and teasing the other one and I heard Mary begin to moan. This night was going farther than I had ever imagined and I was about to bust a nut.
My that's moist... I heard Brian say as his fingers found their way to her pussy for the first time. Quickly his fingers began darting in and out of Mary's dripping hot cunt as he worked her clit with his thumb.
I could hear a jingling sound coming from their stall but I couldn't tell what it was. Then I heard his zipper come down and I knew that Mary had been trying to get his belt undone. She sucks at that. I always have to take my belt loose and unbutton my pants for her just like he did. I could tell from the speed of the zipper that she had managed that part on her own and then she started sucking madly on his eight inch cock. Now Mary doesn't usually enjoy sucking cock all that much, but she also doesn't usually fuck strangers in bathroom stalls either, so I wasn't at all surprised when I heard her stop sucking. I was surprised however at what I heard next.
Fuck me!... she almost screamed at him. I want you in my pussy....
With this, Brian bent Mary over, pushing her up against the door, lined his dick up with her lathered up slit and buried it. Mary screamed like a whore as all eight inches of this stranger's dick found its way into her and then she said Yes, fuck me!...
By this time, I was stroking my own cock in perfect tempo with the skin slapping next door. The entire stall was shaking as Brian pounded my wife's pussy mercilessly from behind. The entire time they were fucking Mary just kept letting out these low sultry moans between gasps. Suddenly, the motion stopped and I heard Brian say Turn around. I want those tits in my face when I finish....
With that Mary turned around. Brian put his arms around her waist and picked her up as she wrapped her legs around him and sat down on his cock. Once again she moaned like an animal as the skin began slapping. As Mary rode Brian's cock, he slid one hand down her ass and started playing with her asshole. Ordinarily, she doesn't like this, but tonight was no ordinary night, and it only seemed to make her fuck him harder. Brian latched on to Mary's nipple with his mouth and was sucking hard enough that it left a mark when suddenly he gasped. Mary bounced one more time before letting out a moan that echoed and I new that this stranger was filling my wife's cunt with cum. The breathing slowed and then
What the fuck is going on in there!?...
I almost jumped out of my skin when I heard this large, loud, mean voice from outside of the stall.
Mike, calm down, its me!... Brian said as he slung the door open.
Mary gasped when the door opened because suddenly she was standing in front of a large black man, and she was naked with a stranger's cum dripping from her pussy.
Mary, this is Mike. Mike Mary. He is my partner....
What do you mean partner.?...
We own this place. You don't think I just go around randomly fucking people in bathroom stalls do you?...
No, I mean well, I don't know. Do you?...
No,... Brian said, usually when I pick up a hottie like you out front, I take them into the office. There is a very nice couch in there.... Brian grinned a devilish grin as he said this.
And then,... Mike said, I get to try them out....
By this point, I had figured out that by peaking through the crack in the door into the mirror, I could see everything that was happening. When Mike said this, I thought Mary's eyes would pop out of her head. What she said though, almost made mine pop out.
Well I just finished off eight inches, so you better have ten....
With that, Mikes pants hit the floor and there before my wife, standing proudly at attention, was every bit of eleven inches of hard, black cock. Mary instantly swallowed as much of it as she could, which was no where near all of it, and started stroking the rest of it with her hands. Then she reached down between her own legs, ran her fingers through her slit and brought them up to her mouth. She dabbed Brian's cum on the head of Mike's massive dick and then licked it off.
Does yours tasted this good?... she asked with a grin on her face that only a sex craved whore could have.
You can find out when you lick it out of your cunt,... the large black man said as he took her and set her on the counter top. With that he spread her legs and entered her.
I thought Mary would climb up the mirror behind her when his massive cock speared her pussy. Not even any of the large dildos she has could have prepared her for this beast, but she took it and just moaned. I saw Mary's eyes roll back in her head as she layed back against the mirror. Mike put her legs over his shoulders and really went to work. Once again the men's room filled with the sounds of moaning and skin slapping and I was back to stroking my own meat as a stranger fucked my wife.
Mike may have a dick the size of a Clydesdale, but at least on this night, stamina he didn't have. After just a few short minutes of pumping I heard him tell Mary to get ready. Every muscle in his body tensed and then he let out a groan that I can't even begin to describe. Then, my wife got her very first load of cum from a black cock and the load was proportionate to the dick. As he pulled out, cum fell everywhere and my wife just lay there panting.
It was nice to meet you.... Mike said as he pulled up his pants and just walked out the door.
Brian seemed to actually be a little more concerned, and went over to Mary and helped her to her feet.
You okay?... he asked.
Just then, Mary looked my way and saw me for the first time in what seemed like a very long time.
Yeah, I'm fine....
With that, Brian turned and left the bathroom. Mary didn't bother trying to clean up. She just put on her bra and dress and walked out. I followed shortly after. We walked out of the bar slightly separated, but once outside, we walked to the car together in silence. Not a word was spoken until we got home.
Do you still love me?... she asked.
Of course I do!... I stated as we made our way to the bedroom.
Then fuck me!"

End of Story