The thrill of my first Hotwife experience had fueled weeks’ worth of passion for my husband and myself. We had nights filled with the most erotic sex as I recounted my evening with Michael. Each time I talked about the night, our climax seemed to be longer and more robust. It was something we both wanted to experience again. But another night with Michael would have to wait, as we had planned a trip to see some old friends for the upcoming weekend.
It had been a while since we had seen Jack and Annie, and Matt and Christine, so we were more than a little excited to catch up for a few days. And we all couldn’t think of a better place to do that than in Vegas. As my husband and I packed, I noticed that I was selecting dresses that were tighter than my last trip there. My bikinis were a bit skimpier as well. I had come into my own as far as feeling sexy and confident when going out. It was such an empowering feeling and I couldn’t wait to enjoy all that Vegas had to offer with my husband and our friends.
We caught the earliest flight possible in order to enjoy as much of the day in Vegas as we could. Per usual, the weather was perfect, so we planned to see each other at the pool as soon as everyone landed and got settled. Our pool of choice was a topless optional scene. The same pool where I had helped a fine man ring in his 21st birthday not too long ago. The memory of that day made me smile as we dropped our swim coverups and shoes by a lounger and made our way to the water.
Matt and Christine were the first ones there, and had secured a great little corner of the pool for us. My husband and I waded in to join them, finding the water a bit chilly as it was still early in the afternoon. I was wearing my bikini top to start the day, and the rush of the cool water made my nipples instantly perk up under the fabric. Matt was lounging on a step in the water and teased me that my top did nothing to hide my form anyway, and offered to take it for me. I could see my husband’s eyes light up from behind his sunglasses as I walked toward Matt and turned around for him. His fingers moved slowly to pull at my bikini strings, letting my breasts fall freely as the fabric pooled around me, floating on the water. Matt casually scooped it up, grazing my bare breasts as he did so, and placed it on the edge of the pool deck.
“What about Christine’s top?” my husband asked nonchalantly. Matt pulled her over onto his lap where she straddled him on the step. He wrapped his hands around her back and rubbed up from her tight ass to her shoulders, once again slowly removing her top in the most sensual way before giving her a kiss. “Now you ladies are ready for a pool day,” Matt grinned. Just then, Jack and Annie walked in and we waved them over to our spot. Annie was as beautiful as ever. Her hair was shorter since the last time I had seen her, but just as silky as I had remembered. I watched Jack as he removed his shirt by the lounger. The sun was starting to warm up the day, and Jack’s skin glistened under the hot rays, complementing his muscle tone as he moved.
My core felt warm and tight as I watched them dip into the water to join us. It had been quite some time since I had felt Jack’s touch on me, and I found myself aching for it, which, to be honest, took me by surprise. I gave Annie a hug before she made her rounds to everyone else. Then there was Jack. His eyes burned a hole right through me as he walked my way. The way he carried himself spoke volumes about his confidence and stature. He was undoubtedly a sexy man. His arms slipped around my little waist and he picked me up in the water for a big hello hug. “Mm, it’s good to see you,” he breathed into my ear. The timbre of his voice commanded attention. I couldn’t help but hold in a little squeal as he put me back down.
I had to refocus myself to the group as a whole after that hug. It had left me wanting more, and I knew that my husband could see that as well. The day seemed to sail by. We caught up as though no time had passed since last seeing each other and my sides hurt from laughing so much at the end of the afternoon. As the sun began to slip down for the day, we discussed evening plans of dinner and a club. We opted for cocktails and light hors d’oeuvres so we wouldn’t be too full for the night ahead.
We toweled off and gave quick goodbyes before heading to our rooms to shower and dress. Once in our room, my husband tossed our bags on the floor and slipped out of his wet suit. He crossed over the room toward me and began to help me out of mine. His lips teased against my neck as he asked me whether I was excited to see Jack and Annie again. “Yes,” I whispered against his shoulder. His words continued in my ear “It’s been a long time for you two. Do you want to fuck him again?” A wave of excitement rolled through me. “Yes,” my voice cracked with desire. “Then show me,” he instructed.
My husband pulled me toward the bed and turned me to face it. I rested my elbows against the soft sheets as I felt the hardness of his cock slap against my bare ass. He slid against my skin and found the pinnacle of what he desired. I felt a rush of heat run through my core as my anticipation mounted. Holding my waist, he thrust with purpose and passion. Taking what was his and showing me what he wanted to share. It didn’t take us long to find our climax. We both knew what we wanted and were driven to find it, being left more than satisfied by the culmination of our efforts.
We had to rush through our shower and dressing after our unexpected romp. I could hardly concentrate as I brushed my hair, my mind ablaze with thoughts of the night ahead. Looking in the mirror, I smiled at the way my gold dress draped loosely around my breasts before it clung to my waist and hips. With the way the dress fitted, I opted not to wear panties with it. As I sat on the tub to slip on my heels, my husband held out his hand to help me stand. “Aren’t you a vision?” his eyes drank me in. I blushed. After all these years, I was still flattered that he was so enamored with me.
We met our friends in a small lounge downstairs. I felt especially sexy when Jack hugged me and whispered into my hair “Fuck, you look good.” I casually slipped from his arms and gave him a coy smile as I sat next to Annie and started up a conversation with her. The cocktails went down smoothly and before long we were ready to head out to a club. I’ll spare the details of the Uber XL ride, as it was most decidedly not an XL ride, and it mainly consisted of cramped legs, squished hips, and a heel stuck in a place it shouldn’t be. Thankfully we all had a sense of humor about it.
The vibe in the club was already going strong when we arrived. We quickly found a spot for our group to dance and enjoy the night. My husband pulled me to him and we found ourselves lost in the music, our hands tracing each other as though we were the only ones there. The others joined us and soon I felt Jack behind me, his chest pressed against my shoulders as his hands rested gently on my hips. I turned to face him and we continued to dance without speaking, just staring at one another, feeling the intensity of the music and heat. He gripped my waist and pulled me to him, asking if I wanted to sit for a minute and get a drink. We made our way to the table and watched everyone continue to dance as we sipped on some water, our legs pressed against one another in the booth.
I felt Jack’s hand move to my lap as he commented how great it was that we were all together again. Looking up at him, I reminded him just how great the last time was. He knew exactly what I meant, and his hand began to trace up my thigh under my dress. I locked eyes with him and grinned at his surprise when he discovered that there was no barrier of lace or satin at the top of my thighs. Repositioning a bit so as not to be obvious, I let Jack explore my folds in a way he hadn’t done in quite some time. His touch was just as erotic as I remembered it to be. Confident. Masculine. He dipped his finger into me quickly, moaning so that only I could hear as he felt just how wet I was in that moment. My breath caught in my throat at the ecstasy of his touch, feeling as though I could get lost all night in that moment.
I smiled and bit my lip as I pulled his hand away. I didn’t want to be discovered by the club staff, after all. Jack traced his hand slowly down my leg before bringing it up for a taste. “Delicious as ever,” he winked. I giggled and told him we should get back to the group as they were tearing up the floor without us. Finding my husband once again, I gave him a quick kiss. He returned it with a knowing grin. “A little appetizer before dinner later?” he observed. “We’ll see,” I teased. But he knew I was still hungry. And I wouldn’t go to bed that night without satiating my appetite…
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