Let the party begins

Before leaving, we drank a tequila at home just to set up the mood, then we took a taxi and went into the city. The bar that Adam said was in a quite upscale location in the city center and a small line gathered in front of it. Fortunately, we arrived on time so we didn't have to wait long, we got in relatively quickly. The place was really cool. There was a spacious interior and a huge dance floor, surrounded by smaller and larger booths where you could drink and talk. There was also a huge bar counter where you could ask for a drink, and there was also a huge gallery around where people were also talking and dancing. After we entered, we immediately booked a box for four people, and Adam went for drink. And until then, we took a look at the presentation. After all, Sarah didn't have a boyfriend, so why shouldn't I help her to find somebody? There were a couple of hot guys that she picked out for herself, and after Adam returned, we attacked the dance floor after another round of tequila. Several people tried to approach me, but I mostly stayed close to my husband. The memory of what happened the last time when I let someone dance with me was still vivid. Sarah had fun too, but she had no luck with anyone. So she joined us, and now we shook ourselves on both sides of Adam. My girlfriend and I looked at each other knowingly and we knew from each other's eyes that the same thing came to mind. I snuggled up to my husband from behind and Sarah did the same from the front. I gently kissed her neck and grabbed her rear until Sarah turned her back to him and rubbed her bottom against his crotch. I wanted to make sure he enjoyed this little dance. Not long after, we switched places and now I was in front. For a moment, my breath caught as I felt his rock-hard member in the crack between my buttocks. 'My goodness! My best friend felt the exact same a few seconds earlier. No wonder they both enjoyed it so much.' This little game turned him on better than I thought. The mood started to get a little hot, so I advised the others to sit down to rest a bit and have another round. Adam went to the bar again and we stayed at the table.

"Fuck Gina! I'm a little ashamed of myself but it was so good to feel Adam's stiffness on my arse."

"Don't even say it. I didn't think we could excite him like this." I answered her. To be honest, it bothered me a bit, but it wasn't matter. In truth, my thong was also soaked. This meant to me that I liked that my girlfriend talked about my husband's cock and detailed how good it was for her to feel his hardness.

"I'm saying that he would be in that threesome. After all, we've already done it in that way." She winked at me.

"But he wasn't my husband. And it rather was a foursome. You mention this thing so much that I end up giving in." I said laughing. "I'm sure Adam wouldn't be mad. Are you that hungry for a hard cock? How long have you hadn't sex Sarah?"

"Well, I had a couple of one-night stands, but nothing serious. I haven't had a dick in me for about two months now. I miss it so muuuch!" She complained to me with a sad puppy face. I also understood her, but I still had to make friends with the idea of ​​taking her as a third wheel.

"Where could Adam be? He's been gone for a long time. He's not hanging out with some random bitch in a corner?" I was teased by Sarah.

"Don't start from yourself." I cut back. "There must be a lot of people at the counter." And I started searching with my eyes. There were many more people than when we arrived and a great commotion gathered at the counter. It was quite challenging to find my husband in the crowd, but I succeeded with great difficulty. "Ah! There he is!" I was delighted and showed him to Sarah too. "On the far left. Right now he's getting the tequ.... Fuck!" I cried out.

"What's wron... Shit!" She noticed it too. The bartender who served Adam was none other than Mike. Yes, THAT Mike. The one, with a cock as big as my forearm. Fuck! 'Have he noticed us yet? Does he know that he is talking to my husband? Did he want to serve him directly?' And these thoughts could also be spinning in her head because she was trying to calm me down.

"Calm down, honey. I am sure he isn't say anything to Adam. He doesn't even know who he is."

"And if he saw us dancing? If he found out he was my husband?"

"Look around. There are a lot of people. It's impossible for him to spot you on the dance floor. It's dark there, the lights are flashing and he has a thousand things to do."

"I hope you're right..." But we couldn't continue because Adam came back with another batch of booze. This time, he immediately brought two rounds, which I drank immediately, without even waiting for a toast.

"What's wrong Gina. Everything okay? You paint like you've seen a ghost." Adam asked me.

"No. No way. It's just a bit stuffy in here. If you want, we can continue the party at home." Sarah agreed, but Adam didn't want to hear about it.

"It's out of the question. The party's just getting started. But I'll get you some water. Maybe that'll make it better."

"I'll bring it. I have to go to the bathroom anyway." Recommended Sarah.

"It's okay. Until then, come dance with me babe." I thought it would be better to follow him, so we went up to the parquet floor. The **** eased the tension in my stomach and I felt better. I began to relax, but I still thought a lot about Mike while dancing. And about his giant monster. And about that it's in me. Shit! During the dance, I often looked towards the counter, I found him with my eyes, but it didn't seem like he noticed me. I could feel my underwear getting more and more wet. It was already getting uncomfortable. I saw that Sarah had returned so I took advantage of the opportunity.

"I'm sorry my love. Don't move anywhere, I'll be right here in a moment just having a drink."

"Okay honey. I'll wait here." I then left Adam behind in the crowd until I went back to our table.

"So what's up darling? Are you calm?" I was asked by Sarah.

"A little bit yes. But my panties are wet." And guided by a sudden thought, I pulled my dress up a little and took off my white lace thong. It was completely drenched with my pussy juices. It felt much freer.

"Ah. You little bad girl. I see you have that big cock in your mind too."

"I have to Sarah. If I don't get a dick soon I'll go crazy. Aren't you coming?" She waved no, then I went back to my husband in this hightened state.

"Ah! You're finally here baby. I've missed you. I've already had to dance with some chicks."

"Oh my poor husband." I then leaned over to him and whispered in his ear. "Today I can be the girl you pick up." Meanwhile, we continued to dance and I tried to be very seductive. I felt the air on my bare wet labia.

"Come after me." Then teasingly I gripped his bulging crotch.

Before we left the crowd, I took one last look at the bar. Suddenly my blood froze in my veins. Mike looked me straight in the eye. I saw a small smile at the corner of his mouth. It was only a moment, and he had already continued his work, but it was obvious that he had noticed me. 'Now what the hell shall I do? I had to get as far away from him as possible.' That's why I headed for the bathroom in the gallery.