Melinda the wife. 5′ 7″, dark wavy hair, a very toned figure topped by 32 C boobs that not only defied gravity but were the host to seemingly permanently hard nipples. CFO of the restaurant this tale opens up in.
Jennifer, 23yo bartender at Melinda’s restaurant. 5′ 1″ blonde with 34 D boobs that seemed even bigger on her otherwise tiny frame.
“Ummm, honey there’s someone under our dinner table unzipping my pants, you know anything about that?”
Looking me dead in the eyes, my wife watches me for a moment, looks around our quiet corner of the restaurant and responds with “I do dear, I assume you remember Jennifer the hotty bartender?”
My answer was stifled by the feeling of warm lips engulfing my cock, but I did indeed remember Jennifer. In fact the last time I was at this restaurant I had ordered my drink from her and she responded with “Yes Daddy” before fluttering her eyelashes and grabbing a bottle of Bourbon. I was unexplainably hard for the rest of the evening.
My wife continued to watch me as I nodded a yes to her earlier question.
“I love the torment, I know you want to cum in our little friend’s mouth, but you also want to continue enjoying her efforts.”
Malinda was right, the enthusiastic mouth that currently engulfed my very hard cock felt heavenly and I was indeed getting close to cumming.
I was startled out of my reverie as the waitress asked if we’d like a second round of drinks.
I croaked a yes trying to not sound like there was a twenty something hotty hidden under the floor length tablecloth trying to suck my soul out through my cock.
The waitress wiggled away and my wife leaned in “you should cum in her mouth before the waitress gets back, I bet Jennifer swallows your entire load”
That was Jennifer’s cue to swirl her soft tongue across the sensitive underside of my dick.
“Happy birthday baby, she’s yours for the night”
My eyes went wide as my cock hit the back of Jen’s throat and I tried not to get loud as I pumped a load of cum into her enthusiastic mouth.
Malinda smiled a devilish grin as my eyes momentarily rolled back in my head.
My softening cock was carefully placed back into my pants and the zipper returned to its original state as my wife continued with her demonic smile.
“OK, Jennifer, the coast is clear, slide out and we’ll meet you at the house later tonight”
The tablecloth swept open and Jennifer wiggled out from her hiding spot, winked at me and strutted out the back door of the restaurant.
“She’s really fucking hot, isn’t she?”
I was clearly caught watching Jennifer’s poetic exit, but it seemed my wife shared my appreciation for her gorgeous curves.
Before I could speak, dinner arrived and my wife and I ate at an inappropriately quick pace, probably not really enjoying what was undoubtedly a lovely meal.
“You’re hard to shop for, I feel like if you want something you go and get it, but I doubt you’d ever buy yourself a twenty three year old busty blond, so I took a chance, do you like my present?”
She asked as if the answer could go either way and punctuated the question by biting her lip and twirling her hair.
“I love the gift honey, certainly something I would never have purchased for myself, are you ok with this present?” I asked, still a little concerned about adding a person to our bedroom antics.
“I’m very OK, with this gift, and I do hope you’ll share?”
And there it was, I was getting hard again and knew dinner would need to be over very soon. We had done our fair share of kinky things, bondage, anal, toys (remote control vibe is a fan favorite) and even shared fantasies of adding partners, but I never imaged that one cold really happen.
Melinda smiled, knowing damn well what my answer would be and waving to our server for the check.
By the time we reached the car, we were kissing like teenagers, my hands all over her body and not so quiet moans escaping her mouth. She had neglected to wear underwear and it was not long before I had two fingers in her soaked pussy.
“Unggg, shit, I’m so wet. I can’t wait to watch you fuck her, you should pound her from behind, she’s young and flexible and told me she likes it a little rough,”
Melinda’s eyes rolled back as she closed in on a much deserved orgasm.
“Cum for me baby, right here in the parking garage, pushed up against my car, teetering on slutty heels, I know you want to cum”
“Yes, yes, yesssssss….”
Melinda’s full weight pushed against my hand as the rest of her body flopped into mine and I could feel her ragged breathing on my neck.
“We should go, before we get arrested.” I encouraged as I opened the door and let her nearly limp body ease into the passenger seat.
We pulled out of the parking garage and were home in twenty minutes. I’d never seen Melinda so worked up and during the drive, she alternated between rubbing my cock through my pants and showing me how she could put a finger on either side of her clit and make it extend even further.
Not entirely sure how we did not end up in a ditch. I pulled into the garage and hit the remote to close it before taking a very deep breath. I was liking the look of turning forty two and certainly the look of my 5′ 7″ wavy brunette wife as she extracted herself from the car and strutted into the house.
“Jennifer, we’re home, can you bring us some drinks?”
I followed closely as my wife requested beverages as if this were a common occurrence.
Jennifer appeared shortly after, ankle strapped stilettos clicking along the tile, a tiny skirt instead of the jeans I had seen her in last and a barely buttoned blouse that dared you to peak in and see her nipples. The topper was a 2″ thick leather collar that sported a large D ring and was bedazzled with the words Fuck Me across it.
“Hello Chad, hello Melinda. I was starting to get lonely”. Shared Jennifer as she handed us our drinks, having clearly made them before we arrived. It was starting to feel like Malinda and Jennifer had done some serious planning.
We both took hard swigs as Jennifer watched us and I wondered what was to happen next.
“Did you like my husband cumming in your mouth?”
Melinda broke the tension with a whopper of a conversational hammer.
“I did, his cock is the perfect size. Enough to own my mouth, make me gag a little, but not kill me. He was nearly in my throat when he came, did you enjoy that Chad? Did I do a good job sucking you off in the restaurant?”
I could probably cut diamonds with my cock at this point and to make matters worse Melinda pulled Jen in for a long hard kiss while feeling up her boobs. I stripped and sat in a chair to watch the unexpected girl on girl action,
“I see why men love big boobs, they feel amazing, Jennifer just moaned as my wife pulled at her hard nipples.
“I’m sorry to hog your gift honey, but she’s just so beautiful. Are you ready to fuck our little hotty while your devoted wife watches?”
At this point they had also stripped, my wife had several fingers inside Jennifer and both women had their eyes closed, mouths open and moaning. Fuck this was hot.