My husband and I were out having drinks at a local nightclub with one of his friends that I think is super-hot and gives me tingles just by looking at him. Oh, would I love to take him home and have him ravish every inch of me for hours. He does not know that I am a hotwife and that Roy, my husband, would not have a problem with me having sex with him. I wondered if I could get him. After we ordered our second round of drinks, I decided to start flirting with him, and hopefully not scare him away with my husband sitting beside me.
Roy must have picked up on my interest in his friend because he leaned over and whispered in my ear, “I noticed you seem to be interested in Brian. Are you up for a hotwife challenge?” I looked Roy in the eyes and raised my eyebrows, and faintly nodded my head, and then smiled. I then whispered back to Roy, “Exactly what do you have in mind?” Roy replied, “I challenge you to give Brian a blowjob right here in the nightclub under the table before last call tonight. Game?” I smiled, and said, “Game on. If I win, I get to go out on a date with him alone.” Roy smiled back, and said, “Deal.” At that moment, the gears in my head started turning, thinking of ways to get this hot guy’s cock rock-hard and in my mouth. I’m horny just looking at him and thinking about blowing him. Now how can I get him horny without freaking him out?
I looked around the nightclub and spotted a more secluded table. It had a U-shaped bench around the table and a chair sitting on the outside. I looked at Roy, pointed towards the secluded table, and said, “That table over there looks a lot more comfortable than these wooden chairs. Why don’t we all move over there?” I did not even give Roy a chance to reply. I stood up, grabbed my long coat, and said, “I’m moving over there. You two going to join me?” I then started to walk over towards the secluded table. I glanced back and Roy and Brian were right behind me.
When we got to the table, I placed my long coat on the single chair that had it’s back facing the crowd, and said, “Why don’t we sit boy-girl-boy, so it does not look like the two of you are on a date?” I smiled and slid into the bench seat and motioned Roy and Brian to sit on each side of me. Once the three of us were settled in, I said, “Isn’t this better? I feel like I’m on a double date with two sexy guys.” I could see that Brian kind of froze for a moment and did not really know how to respond to what I just said. He did finally let out a little smile.
I decided that if I was going to win this hotwife challenge I had to get Brian at least used to me touching him. When our next round of drinks came, I patted the thighs of both Roy and Brian as I said, “These drinks look good. Boy am I thirsty.” I did let my hand linger for a few seconds before I removed it from Brian’s thigh. A few moments later I patted their thighs again as I said, “Isn’t this nice and cozy?” Once again, I let my hand linger on Brian’s thigh for a few seconds before I took my hand off his thigh and picked up my drink.
As the three of us talked, each time I said something to Brian, or he said something to me, I placed my hand on his thigh and looked at him with a smile on my face. He did flinch occasionally but seemed to be getting used to my touch. After a bit longer, I looked at Brian and asked him how many girlfriends he had, and what did he love to do on dates.” Of course, I placed my hand back on his thigh when I asked him the questions. But this time I did not remove it. In fact, I started to very slowly caress his thigh while he told me about the girls he has dated and what they did on dates. Occasionally I noticed him looking down a little nervous. Each time he did, I reached over and placed my other hand on Roy’s thigh to hopefully make him think I was just a very touchy girl. It seemed to have worked.
After we all had another drink a very sensual slow song started to play. I looked over at Roy, winked at him, and said, “Want to dance?” Luckily Roy picked up on my little signal and said, “I’ve got to go to the bathroom. Brian? Why don’t you take Danielle for a spin on the dance floor? I’ll be back shortly. You two go have fun.” I then turned and looked at Brian with a big smile on my face, and said, “I would love to dance with you.” I did not give him a chance to reply and just assumed he agreed. I held out my hand and waited for him to take it. Brian looked a little confused for a second. I don’t think he realized he just got trapped. He stood up, helped me out of the booth and the two of us headed to the dance floor.
As soon as we stepped onto the dance floor, I wrapped my arms around his neck, tilted my head back to look up at him, and smiled. He placed his arms lightly around my lower back. I then pressed my body up against his, and said, “Hold me tight. I love it when a guy holds me tight against his body as he dances with me.” Once I said that, I laid the side of my head against his chest as we started to sway with the music. He held me a little tighter, but I was not satisfied with that. I tilted my head up a little and said, “I don’t break easily. Hold me tighter.” He held me a little tighter but far from what I wanted. I then moved my arms down his back and squeezed him tight. Once I did that, I said, “Like this. Don’t worry about what Roy might think. He’s not going to care at all.” Finally, after a few seconds Brian squeezed me tightly and held me against his body very firmly. Now I was getting somewhere.
After we danced for several moments, I started to slowly grind on him. Each time I did, I let out a very light moan. It did not take long before I felt his cock starting to get a little on the firm side. Once that happened, I lowered one of my hands down to his butt very slowly. Once I reached his butt, I squeezed it just a little, and said, “You feel so strong. I bet all the women love feeling your body while you make love to them. Your butt feels so firm.” I then immediately went back to grinding on him as we danced. I could sense that I made Brian a little nervous. I loved it.
As the song ended, I noticed Roy was over at the bar talking to a couple we know. When the next song started to play, it was also a nice sexy slow song. I looked up at Brian, and said, “Roy is over at the bar talking to a couple that we know. Let’s keep dancing.” I did not give him time to respond. I pulled him back tight to my body and started to sway with the music. After a few moments, I grabbed one of his hands and moved it down to my butt. I tilted my head back, looked up at him with a smile, and said, “It’s only fair that if I get to play with yours, you get to play with mine. That is, if you want to.” Oh, did he look nervous. I quickly said, “Believe me, Roy is not going to mind at all. In fact, he’ll probably get a kick out of it if he notices.” After a few moments, he replied, “If you get me killed, I swear I’ll come back and haunt you.” I let out a little laugh and then squeezed one of his butt cheeks nice and hard. I laid my head back on his chest and started slowly grinding on him once again. I did hear him whisper to me that I had a great ass. I then thought to myself, “I may just win this hotwife challenge.”
Back at the table, her hand creeps up his thigh toward his crotch… What explodes next?
