“At least it’s sure enough true about this one…” then continued in a whispered growl, husky with unconcealed lust, “An’ I do mean true, absolument vrai mon mari cocu (absolutely true my cuckold husband).”
Praying that Beau didn’t speak any French, I said, “Dial it back, Blondie.” Instead she teased,
“As a matter of fact, your little ol’ South Looziana sweetie knows première main (first-hand) it’s true about this one…oh putain ouais (oh fuck yeah), baby, Blondie knows first-hand, doesn’t she, Big Boss Man?”
With that, she slipped off her stool, crowded in close to Beau and raked her long pink nails up the prominent bulge in his trousers, causing him to shudder involuntarily. We just stood there in an awkward silence until an obviously flustered Beau, drained his drink, asked me to order another round, and then excused himself to go to the men’s room. As soon as he was out of earshot, I asked Blondie just what the hell she thought she was doing. She grinned her bad-girl grin and in a low, husky voice, whispered,
“Détendez-vous, d’accord (Relax okay)?—everything’s cool—I’ve got it under control, cher.”
When I just stared, she smirked confidently and murmured, “Guess what, sugar…your big ol’ black boss just told your little ol’ white wife he wants to take her back to his room an’ fuck her.”
I was speechless so she continued, “Mmm, hmm, an’ he’s cool with you watchin’ us, too.”
Responding to my startled expression, Blondie leered, “Lemme bring you up to speed, sugar, before he gets back, d’accord?” With a smirking smile, she began her update,
“Honey, he got this huge hard-on durin’ the first slow dance, soon as I pushed my belly up against his crotch an’ it embarrassed him so he tried to pull back, to keep it from touchin’ me.”
“But I stayed right up there nice ‘n close, tight against him an’ told him to relax, that at my age it sure wasn’t the first time that had ever happened to me.”
She grinned, “Then I pressed up against his cock even harder an’ told him that I was most definitely impressed…that while it might not be the first one, it sure felt like the biggest one I’ve ever had rubbed on my belly on a dance floor.”
“I told him it just to stay cool, ’cause I thought it was sweet and flattering to get such a response from my husband’s boss, like a sexy compliment and it was making me feel sexy, very sexy.”
“Well, tellin’ that boy somethin like that got him to admit that he thinks I am sexy, very sexy, just about the sexiest woman he’s ever known.”
Blondie gave me a gloating smile and continued, “He called me a fox, confessed he’d been very attracted to me in Colorado, said he thought I was a stone fox the first time he laid eyes on me.”
“I confessed that I had felt the same way about him. Then I looked him right in the eye an’ started rubbin’ up against that hard-on real good, really grindin’ into it an’ rubbin’ my titties on him too. I told him that I was very happy to hear that it was a mutual attraction. I told him, I’d been havin’ some very naughty thoughts about him ever since Colorado an’ that his immediate physical reaction was pretty good evidence he had similar feelin’s.”