The bachelor party

Kyle and Abby had finally decided on a venue as well as a date for their marriage. He couldn’t have been more happy aside from all of the casual sex he was still having with Mrs. H. Everything was going smoothly except one tiny detail: his bachelorette party. Kyle didn’t want to have one but he had been pressured by not just his friends but also even Abby to have a bachelor party for himself. He joked with Abby that she only wanted it that way so that she could have her own bachelorette party. Abby didn’t hold back and said that her maid of honor wanted her to have one last hurrah so he should do the same. Not to argue with his wife he gave into everyone’s request.

The night arrived when his best man and his groomsmen were all dressed up in button down shirts and slacks as the limo took them to the first destination: a casino. The men enjoyed gambling away their savings while Kyle actually won a few thousand dollars which was going to allow him and Abby to have quite the exciting honeymoon now. The guys were all ready for the next phase as they entered Kyle’s suite. All of them were surprised to see a red headed woman wearing black lingerie with a black mask. All of the men were excited as they all funneled into the room and put Kyle in a chair.

“Hello gentlemen~Where the lucky bachelor at?” She asked as Kyle raised his hand. **** had been a plenty in the casino so everyone was drunk and excited for what was to come. The redhead’s woman got closer as she began to strip off her top and Kyle, even in his drunkenness, could recognize those breasts anywhere…it was Mrs. H! How and why the hell was she here!? “Just try to relax as I lighten the mood, Mr. Bachelor.” She began to grind her hips on Kyle’s lap as his erection was already threatening to break out. She unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. She had positioned his chair where the other guys could see her giving him a lap dance but not able to see much else from their current angle.

Kyle quietly said, “Mrs. H! What the hell are you doing here!?”

She chuckled and said, “I think you have mistaken for someone else, darlin’. My name is Claire and no more talking!” She have his cock quite the squeeze as he let out a moan.

“Damn she’s hot! You think she’ll come over to us?” The best man asked.

“Sorry I’m just for the bachelor tonight. Y’all can just watch me make this man cream his pants,” she said as she rubbed her ass on his bare cock. He could not feel any panties under her skirt as his cock was nestled against her warm and juicy pussy lips. She began to grind it directly on his cock as he felt himself melting with each rub. With a slight change of position, his cock had now entered her pussy as both left out a moan. She sat herself down on him and began to give him a hell of a lap dance. She made sure that she was nestled tightly against him as he grabbed his chair tightly he could behind that Mrs. H was fucking her in front of his best friends. There was something strangely alluring about having an audience without them knowing.

This charade didn’t last long as Kyle was incredibly turned on with everything and could feel himself getting close to cumming. He unloaded his hot semen all inside of her as he grunted and she stifled her own moan. She stayed put as she enjoyed Kyle in such an erotic state. She stood up as he watched the liquid fall out her pussy and all over the front of his pants. “Whoops looks like I made you mess up your pants,” she said as the room erupted with cheers and laughter. She helped put Kyle’s satisfied erection back into his pants. She put her top back on and said, “Yall have a good night!” Kyle watched her accept money and even a bit of a tip from the other guys before she exited the room.

“Damn dude! We promise we won’t say anything to Abby!” The best man said as Kyle stood up and showed everyone the damage.

“I would appreciate that! I’ve never had a lap dance like that ever,” Kyle said with a nervous chuckle.

Mrs. H went into her room right down the hall and began to strip before she was even in her room. She looked for her phone to see she had gotten a text message from her husband.

I hope game night with the girls is going well. I’ll see you later!

Mrs. H chuckled as she texted back:

There has been a change of plans, honey. Too many cocktails so I’m going to borrow her guest room.

He replied back quickly.

No worries, honey. I will see you tomorrow.

Mrs. H sent over a one last text message to her husband with a kissie emoji and then immediately sent Kyle a message that said “Room 313 in 5…don’t be late…” She smiled as she laid back on the bed and wondered if life could get any better than this.