“Oh, my god, yes honey! I’m having the best night ever!” I chirped, placing a sloppy wet kiss onto his mouth.
My husband sensed the sexual passion behind my kiss and returned it.
“What’s gotten into you, Tiffany? I love it!” he exclaimed.
In response, I giggled and kissed him deeper. I broke our kiss and moved down Jeff’s neck, where I knew I could kiss and suck on to turn him on even more thoroughly. We were that slightly sloppy drunk couple making out in public, but it felt incredible and I wanted him so badly. I was rubbing his chest, working towards his waist, when Tom arrived back, yelling, “Hey guys, hello, I’m out for the night!”
We were both startled out of the foreplay of our martials and quickly separated, turning our attention to Tom, though we both were blushing and caught.
“Look, I gotta get going. I have to be up early for a work thing, remember?”
Fuck! That was true. Being the hard-working fellow that he was, he was picking up some extra jobs for the bosses on the weekend. I checked my phone and saw that it was already (or only, depending on your perspective) almost 2AM. All three of us were disappointed, but probably for several different reasons. I adjusted myself and we all got up and hugged, saying our goodbyes. I was shocked when Tom hugged me and pulled me into his waist, with one hand on my ass. It was a quick, smooth movement. Daring to say the least. My husband didn’t seem to notice, or care, so I made nothing of his advance at that time.
Jeff and I enjoyed the rest of our night, but we left soon after. We continued to grope, but less intensely. When we danced briefly, I felt his chubby cock poking me in my ass. I knew I would have to try take good care of him for putting up with my teasing ways when we got back to our hotel. On the cab ride back to the hotel, I rested my head onto my husband’s shoulder and brazenly began to rub him through his pants while the cabbie yelled into his cellphone stereotypically in another language. Even with the night of heavy drinking, my husband couldn’t help but begin to squirm under my familiar and knowledgeable touch, growing as we drove closer to our destination. I whispered into his ear, while grasping the length of his cock firmly, “Please let me finish you upstairs with my mouth,” and nibbled on his earlobe, breathing out into his ear gently.
Jeff moaned as the lights of the hotel came upon the car. We were flushed as we rushed to pay the cabbie, giving him a sizable tip in our hurry. The hotel lobby was empty at this hour, even though we were in the middle of a city. When we got onto the elevator for the 14 story ride upstairs to our room, we settled into the corner and kissed deeply. Feeling brave, I turned around and ground my ass into his cock and begged him to play with my tits. He did, for the last couple floors. Stumbling from the elevator, we made our way to the room. As soon as the door to the hallway was shut I turned to my husband and stripped for him, right there in the doorway.
I stepped forward and kissed Jeff on his lips, pressing my tits into him, while taking out, then stroking his cock in earnest. He groaned into my mouth, lustfully. I kissed along his neck and bent at the waist to nibble on his nipples for just a moment. I dropped to my knees and brought the tip of his cock past my lips, licking the head like a lollipop. He shuddered. In one motion, I took the length of his swollen cock in my hand and mouth, and bobbed. He moaned.