"Jack, if you're not going to dance this number, would you mind if I asked your wife to dance with me?" I asked.
"No, be my guest," he replied.
"Jennifer, would you honor me with this dance," I asked as I stood beside her chair.
"Here goes nothing,"
I thought to
myself as I took Jennifer's hand and led her to the dance floor. At
first I held her very loosely because I didn't want to startle her. I
could still feel her body gently bumping against my cock from time to
time. She showed no reaction so I figured everything was cool. Jack and I
agreed that we ought to let a couple of drinks take effect and let
Jennifer get comfortable with me before I let her sense my tool.
"Thank you, Jennifer," I said as I returned her to the table when the tempo picked up again.
"Thank you Chuck," she replied sweetly. "You're an excellent dancer."
Jack led her
back to the dance floor and I ordered another round of drinks for us
all. Jennifer was drinking scotch and water. I told the waitress to ask
the bartender to "make my scotch and water a little stronger than the
last one. It was almost all water." I hoped that Jennifer wouldn't find
the drink too strong but I was anxious to have the scotch take effect.
Soon Jack and
Jennifer returned and as planned we just sat and chatted a bit so that
we could all enjoy our drinks. Jennifer didn't say anything about her
drink being too strong so either she didn't notice or the bartender
didn't do as I asked.
Jack and I
chatted about working out and about our respective professional
activities. Jennifer, it turned out, is a budding writer and has had a
few of her short stories published in various women's magazines.
"It's the usual romantic sexy trash that women love," she replied when I asked what she wrote about.
"Wherever do you find material to write about," I asked.
"I have a vivid
imagination," Jennifer replied. "And I write about a lot of the things
that women at the club talk about in the sauna. You wouldn't believe
what some of them have done or claim to have done."
"That sounds
very intriguing," I said. "We men lead such boring lives. Everything is
work, work, work." I would have loved to tell her about my experiences
with some of the women at the club but I thought better of it, at least
for the moment.
Jack and Jennifer went back to the dance floor for another few fast numbers and then a slow one came on. It was my turn again.
"Jennifer, may I have the pleasure again," I asked.
Without
answering Jennifer held out her hand and I led her back to the dance
floor. This time I tried to hold her a little closer but still not too
conspicuously tight. I knew that she could feel the lump of my cock as
it rubbed gently against her stomach. As we danced she said nothing
about it but it seemed that she started to press more firmly against me.
I could feel my cock start to grow in response to the gentle massaging
that it was getting. Fortunately the tempo changed again before I got
very hard and we headed back to the table.
"Don't you like fast dancing Jack?" she asked. "You always want to sit down when the music gets hot."
"Oh, I love
fast dances," I replied. "I just noticed that Jack seems to like to
dance the fast ones with you. Since it's your anniversary I thought that
I should let him have that pleasure."
"Who told you it was our anniversary," Jennifer asked with a puzzled look on her face. "I don't recall anyone mentioning it."
"Oh, Jack
mentioned it when we were introduced," I lied. I had made a big mistake
and I hoped the cat wasn't out of the bag. Jennifer let the issue pass
perhaps because the drinks were having some effect.
"I think a
champagne toast is in order for this special occasion," I said as I sat
down. Jack gave me a rather puzzled look. I tried to give him a sign
that I'd explain later but Jennifer seemed to be very observant at the
moment so I just called the waitress over and ordered three glasses of
champagne. I hoped that the champagne would quicken the effect on
Jennifer. I was going to give her the full effect of my semi-hard cock
the next time we danced and I wanted to arouse as little resistance as
possible.
When
the drinks came I proposed a toast "to my good friends Jack and Jenn.
May they have many more years of wedded bliss." It wasn't very poetic
but it was sincere. I wanted to add that I hoped that this wedded bliss
would begin later tonight with all three of us in their bed, but I
decided to save that for later.
I quickly finished the champagne and then excused myself to take a pee. When I returned to the table Jennifer was gone.
"She had to pee
too," Jack said, "But before she left she said that she noticed on the
dance floor that you are 'hung like a horse'. She says she's never felt
one so big," he continued with a grin.
"She wasn't upset was she," I asked. "I tried not to be too obvious about it."
"Oh no, in fact she's rather intrigued by it. I think it won't be long and she'll be begging to try it out."
"I'm ready any time," I replied.
"So am I," Jack agreed. "In fact I can't wait. I'm getting so excited I may cum before we get out of here."
Fate was with
us because just as Jennifer returned to the table the DJ began another
slow song. I just reached for her hand even before she sat down and we
walked quickly to the dance floor. This time I was even more bold than
before. I pressed my cock quite deliberately against Jennifer and pulled
her tightly to me as we danced. I could feel her pressing her pelvis
back as my cock began to get harder and larger. It seemed that she was
beginning to breathe rather unsteadily. Jennifer was obviously turned
on.
"Chuck, is that all you?" she finally whispered. "I've never felt such a large one."
"Yes,
Jennifer, it's all me. It only gets that way when I'm with
exceptionally sexy women. I think it likes you. I hope you don't mind. I
mean I'm afraid I can't do much about it."
"Oh, no. I
don't mind," she replied. "In fact I'm flattered. and it feels so nice. I
almost wish I could get a look at it and play with it a little. I've
never had a really big one. I know I shouldn't say this, especially on
our anniversary, but if Jack weren't here I just might take you up to
our room and fuck you till it fell off."
"Hmmm, now
that's an offer that's hard to refuse. I'd love to fuck you too,
Jennifer. Why don't you suggest to Jack that we all go up to your room.
I'll bet he wouldn't mind. He seems to be a very understanding guy."
Our number
ended so I led Jennifer back to the table. As we sat down Jennifer moved
her chair over closer to mine. Then I felt her hand begin to gently
massage my erection. She tried to look as if nothing was happening but
when Jack spoke to her she didn't seem to hear him. I reached over and
slipped my hand through the slit of her skirt and began to gently but
deliberately work my way up to her pussy. I could feel the warmth when I
was inches away and when I got to her panty covered pussy, she jumped
as I touched her there. Her panties were soaking wet. Jennifer was
ready.
"Jack, I think your wife is ready for her special present. What do you think?"
Jack,
who had been observing it all, nodded. Then he leaned over to Jennifer
and said, "Sweetheart, I have arranged a very special present for you
for our anniversary."
Suddenly Jennifer came to her senses. She quickly retrieved her hand and pushed mine away from between her thighs.
"What was that honey? Did you say something?"
"Yes, sweetheart, I said that I have arranged a very special anniversary present for you."
"Oh, what's that, dear?" she asked.
"You know that
big thing of Chuck's that you were just admiring? Tonight it's yours.
Chuck is going to come with us up to our room and take care of you with
his big tool. Are you ready for that?"
"Oh my gawd!"
she gasped. "Yes, I'm ready," she stammered. "Thank you darling."
Jennifer leaned over and kissed Jack. "I love you very much."
"I love you very much too darling," Jack replied. "I hope you enjoy your present."