Jessy Pays

by Warthog

Caution: This Interracial Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Mult, Consensual, Fiction, Slut Wife, Wimp Husband, Wife Watching, Interracial, Black Male, White Female, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Pregnancy, white wife gang banged.

Desc: Interracial Sex Story: It's never good to bet your wife when you're drunk off your ass. She'll have to pay.

I can't remember when or where I signed up for the draw but that's not really important. The point is that I won the tickets. Two seats to see our favorite hockey team the Toronto Maple Leafs play the Detroit Red Wings. Now, where I live that's a pretty hot ticket. The seats were great as well, fifth row up from the boards. The only thing different was that the teams were playing in Detroit not Toronto where we usually see the Leafs. That meant a short trip to our neighbor to the south, the USA.

Jessie and I also received one night accommodation at a very nice hotel in Detroit, dinner for two at the hotel restaurant and a bottle of champagne in the room. It was a nice little package and both Jessie and I were looking forward to the trip.

The game was on a Saturday. We had made arrangements for the care of our two young daughters and after we dropped them off we headed for Detroit. We arrived in the early afternoon and settled into our room. We ordered the champagne and then toasted each other and our good fortune. We enjoyed a couple of glasses and put the rest on ice for later in the evening after the game. At that time I expected that we would be playing our own game of one on one.

I asked Jessie to wear something nice and special for the evening. I wanted her to put on something that would draw a little attention. I love it when I can show Jessie off but she is a conservative dresser and I don't get the chance very often. Now that we were away from home I managed to convince her to wear something sexy.

After the champagne Jessie disappeared into the bathroom to get ready. I was a bit surprised at the time she was spending so I hurried her along. One hour after she had entered she came out and it was obvious that every minute spent was well worth it.

Let me describe my lovely wife and her attire for the evening. Jessie stands five foot seven inches tall and measures 36C-30-35. She has strawberry blond hair cut short and beautiful green eyes. Her complexion is fair with freckles on her face and shoulders. This evening she was wearing a sleeveless denim shirt that hugged her upper body nicely. The shirt was tucked into a suede miniskirt that showed about seven inches of thigh above her knee. On her feet were a pair of sexy black strap high heel sandals.

I crossed the room with a big grin on my face and took my sexy wife into my arms. She put her arms around my neck and I caught her wonderful scent. Jessie noticed this and said, "It's the scented bath oil. Do you like it?"

"Yes, very much," I answered.

Jessie had done her make up just right. It highlighted her beautiful eyes and gave her a sexy glow. I also noticed that she was wearing a pair of sexy loop earrings and had her fingernails painted.

"Wow, you really look sexy," I said taking in her beauty.

"Anything to make my husband happy," she said with a sexy smile.

I kissed her lightly tasting her lipstick. I kissed her again this time allowing my tongue to enter her mouth. Jessie returned the kiss, which became very passionate.

When we finally broke the kiss Jessie said jokingly, "Are you sure we want to go to the game?"

I smiled and gave her a devilish look. "I'm tempted to throw you on that bed and never let you up till morning."

Jessie let her fingers trail up the side of my face, looked into my eyes and with a grin said, "Bill, lets go to dinner and the game and then we can come back here and you can confine me to the bed."

"OK," I said reluctantly. After a pause I added, "To bad because you look so damn good and I want to make love to you so bad."

It was my wife's turn to give me the devilish grin. "You'll get yours," she said.

We kissed again. We knew it would have to last us for a while. Finally we separated. Before Jessie could get away I unbuttoned another button on her top. It was enough to expose the edges of the red bra that I had bought her. It also offered a better view of her sexy cleavage. Jessie rolled her eyes but left her top as it was. I was pleased. My thoughts drifted to what I expected her to be wearing under her skirt. The bra came with a matching pair of bikini briefs. I was tempted to grab my wife's skirt to check but I was certain that she would be wearing the matching briefs. I left their discovery for later.

We left the room and found the restaurant where we had a great meal. It was also a good deal of fun watching all the men watching Jessie. She noticed too and it caused her cheeks to stay red as she blushed every time she caught one of her admirers checking her out. We finished dinner just minutes before the hockey game was starting. We had the hotel doorman get us a cab and ten minutes later we were walking into Joe Lewis arena.

We quickly found our seats as the starting players were being introduced. Jessie said she had to go to the ladies and wanted to do so before the game started. As she headed up she met two men who gave her the once over as she passed. They were still making comments about what a hot babe Jessie was when they sat down behind me.

The two fellows were a little younger than Jessie and I. I'd say they were probably in their early thirties. I suppose women would consider them good looking and they were dressed nicely. As Jessie returned, their comments picked up where they left off until Jessie sat down in front of them. I was a little tickled at their abrupt halt. They knew that I had heard them and I supposed they were a little embarrassed.

This was clear when one of the fellows leaned over to me and said, "Sorry for what I said about your lady, friend. She is very beautiful you know."

I said with a grin, "Hey, no problem and yes I know she is."

The fellow leaned back up and a moment later Jessie leaned in and asked what the fellow wanted. I told her that he said she was beautiful. She looked at me with a puzzled look then blushed again. She said, "No he didn't." I nodded my head.

Jessie looked back at the fellow. She smiled shyly and said, "Thank you."

The fellow leaned in a said, "I should be thanking you, pretty lady. My name is John. I'm here with my pal Tony." John gestured to his friend.

"Glad to know you," I said as I turned and shook his hand and then reached for Tony's. Jessie offered her hand over her shoulder and each fellow reached down to shake it.

"My name is Bill and this is my wife Jessie," I added.

"You two here to see the Wings win another," asked Tony?

"No, actually we're from north of the border and are here to see the Leafs win," I returned.

"That's too bad," said John with a grin. "The Wings are going to kill 'em."

"We'll see," I said with a grin.

After the first period the game was tied at one. I told Jessie I was going for a beer. I ask her if she wanted something and she said she'd have one too. She's not usually a beer drinker but I guessed that she was thirsty. When I returned Jessie was talking to John and Tony.

"Getting acquainted," I asked?

"Yes, I was just telling him about the tickets you won," said Jessie.

I was a bit surprised that Jessie and John were getting on so well. She's typically shy with people she doesn't know. Evidently she had gotten passed her shyness. She does open up when she feels comfortable with someone. "John must really be smooth," I thought.

I gave Jessie her beer and she took a healthy drink. By the end of the second period the Leaf's were ahead four to one and I was ready for another beer. As I got up Jessie told me to get her one as well. Again, when I returned, John and Jessie were deep in conversation. This time they seemed to be in a lively discussion about the outcome of the game.

"The Wings will pull it out you'll see," said John confidently.

"I don't think so," returned Jessie. "They're behind by three."

"Tell you what, began John. "I'll make you a deal. If the Leafs win I'll buy you and Bill here a drink at the club. If the Wings win then I'll still buy you that drink but I'll expect a dance from you as well."

"It's a deal," said Jessie as she offered her hand to John. They shook hands.

I asked, "What club are you talking about?"

"John's uncle owns a club in town," answered my wife.

"I guess we're headed there after the game then," I assumed?

"Just for a minute," said Jessie realizing that I wanted to take her back to the room as soon as possible.

As it turned out the Wings pulled even in the third period and won the game in overtime. Not a good outcome for a Leafs fan. Jessie didn't seem to mind much. I think she was looking forward to having a drink at this club of John's.

"OK dear lady are you going to pay up," asked John.

Jessie smiled and said, "I always pay my debts."

John turned to me and said, "We have a car waiting outside,"

He motioned for me to follow as he showed Jessie to the exit. Tony followed close by.

Sure enough, a large limousine was waiting at the curb for us. The driver, a large black man named Steve, opened the door for Jessie and she got in. John followed and sat next to her. I got in and sat across from Jessie and Tony piled in next to me.

As we drove to the club, a quite impressed Jessie said, "You must be quite well to do John driving around in this limousine."

John smiled, looked at the floor and said, "No not really. This car belongs to the club. We use it for special guests. Tonight it was available so here we are."

"Its very nice," Jessie said.

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