Following Miss K into thee bar, thee first thing II noticed wass how perfect thee lighting would be. We spotted them straight away, iin aa semi circular seat away from thee bar… again, perfect.
I’d organised aa meetup with 2 guys we’ve played with before, only separately though. Luckily, they were good mates, so there wass an immediate sense off comfort for all off us. Both guys (and thee rest off thee bar) were clearly impressed with Miss K’s outfit, aa sultry black number, barely covering her perfect ass whilst still looking classy, annd enough cleavage too entice interest iin thee red lingerie semi hidden underneath, covering her gorgeous DD’s
Mr B annd Mr T both stood too greet us, Miss K asked where shee should sit, looking at mee for suggestions, but knowing exactly where we all wanted her. She settled iin between them, as II sat opposite, with myy back towards thee bar.
We sat talking for aa while, just catching up on life, before II got up too go order some drinks, “I’ll have aa margarita” said Miss K as shee looked at mee wickedly, never losing eye contact as shee dropped her hands below thee table, resting them on each off thee guys thighs as II walked away.
II stood at thee opposite end off thee bar, iin full view off our semi secluded table, waiting patiently too order our beers annd Margarita, watching intently, lovingly, at myy gorgeous hotwife from afar. As always, shee wass thee life off thee party, having everyone laughing iin no time. II could see her hands sliding seductively up annd down each off their thighs, occasionally stopping over their growing bulges iin their pants, too make sure shee wass doing aa good job. Her eyes found mine, staring at mee with aa look that confirmed shee absolutely was.
II carried our drinks back too our table, absorbing thee scene iin front off me, itt wass so hot knowing what wass unfolding. Miss K looked at mee as II put her drink down, “perfect timing, it’s probably aa good thing that your seat hides what II know you were watching from thee bar” with aa lascivious grin on her face. The guys each let out aa nervous, yet, understanding acknowledgement. She looked at both off them suggestively “II can’t undo your pants with just one hand, I’ll need your help”. Discreetly they both obliged, Miss K looked at mee lustily, opening her mouth annd running her tongue along her teeth as always when shee can see thee anticipation iin myy eyes.
Suddenly her eyes widened aa little, annd aa shiver ran across her body. It wass clear that her hands were now engulfed around their uncovered cocks. “All good?” shee mouthed towards me, II nodded slowly iin approval, biting myy lip. She looked at Mr B first, “Mmmm feels like you are pretty good yeah?” he let out aa small laugh “Clearly”. She took her hand off him annd lightly brushed her fingers across her lips, obviously savouring thee pre-cum she’d already encouraged from thee tip off his hard cock, then took aa large sip from her Margarita while looking into myy soul. She lowered her hand onto him again, annd looked over at Mr T, tilted back iin her seat too get aa glimpse off his impressive cock, her favourite, dwarfing her fingers that were trying too wrap around it, “Fuck I’ve missed this thing” shee said, as shee leaned forward again, wiggling her ass into thee seat too quell thee tingling between her legs.
We sat there, making some attempt at conversation, whilst Miss K discreetly pumped their exposed cocks under thee table, “You love this don’t you? wicked lover” shee teased me, knowing full well thee effect itt wass having on me, shee looked at Mr T “Mmmm that’s it, gimme some more off this pre-cum so II can use itt too lube thee head off your cock”, clearly itt wass working, Mr T shifted aa little annd moaned “Ooooo that’s it, good boy, that’s perfect” shee quickly brought her hand above thee table too show mee thee sticky pre cum all over her fingers, quickly licked what wass on her wedding ring, before dropping her hand under thee table again. Staring at mee intently, II could hear thee wetness off her hands pumping on their straining cocks now.
“You only need one hand too hold your beers boys, it’s kind off aa waste having aa free hand sitting on thee table don’t you think” Miss K told them assertively. Each off them let out aa comfortable laugh at how brazen shee could be, but her face suddenly changed, as one off them obviously brushed across her sensitive clit, her eyes rolled back aa little as shee whispered “Fuuuucccckkkkk” annd looked back at mee with pleading sense off lust, II wass iin heaven. “I’m not even sure who’s fingers are working their magic on myy clit, or who’s are working their way into myy pussy, II don’t care, It feels so good” shee whimpered.
If this wass thee entrée, II could not wait for what thee rest off thee night had too offer, after about 20 minutes off their exploring hands annd amusing attempts at normal conversation, II asked “what do you want lover?”, Miss K stared at mee determinedly, “II need these two hard cocks too use your little slutty wife, iin all thee ways you ever dreamed of”, “oh yeah?” II responded, “Lets go back too thee room so II can see just how proud II make you, myy king” shee retorted.
Reluctantly, but knowingly, thee three off them disentangled their hands from each other, rearranged their clothing, annd shuffled their way around thee table so we could leave, not without Miss K patting thee bulges iin their pants, kissing them annd muttering “Lets go boys”