Chapter 9

Linda smiled at Dan, holding his hand, as his eyes took in her side profile. Her dress barely covered her medium-sized breasts, which swayed with every step. They’d stop along the way to Barney’s Bar, looking in the windows of several exclusive shops.

He opened the door to the bar, escorting her through the crowded room. “I didn’t expect it to be this busy,” he said over the loud music.

“All the better for us with so many men in here!”

They searched the darkened room for an empty table but found none. “I guess we’ll have to sit at a table that has a chair or two available,” he said.

Linda noticed a table with two chairs and led Dan to it. “Do you mind if my husband and I join you? We can’t find an empty table.”

“No, not at all,” one of the five said as they noticed the brunette with the slender figure and very revealing dress.

“Thank you. I’d hate to leave and not celebrate my birthday.” As she sat, her tits tried to fall out of her dress.

“Happy birthday!” Several said.

“Thank you,” she smiled. “I’m Linda, and this is my husband, Dan.” Handshakes were exchanged, along with names she didn’t care about.

“How old are you?” One asked.

“I suppose you’d offer for me to sit on your face and your tongue quess the age of my pussy,” she joked.

“The others looked at her, then Dan. “As if you haven’t done that before, had a guy guess your age by licking your pussy,” he joked.

“That is fun to do,” she smiled, looking at each man.

“Can we buy the birthday girl a drink?” One offered.

“You don’t have to get me drunk to take advantage of me. One of the many gifts my husband gives me is being as naughty as I like, and I love being naughty.”

Several of them were quick to buy Linda a drink and one for Dan. She sat close to Dan, his arm around her slender waist, giving her a little pull on her dress top. She crossed her slim legs, her dress falling to the sides. Several with a view of her looked to see the darkened V high up her legs.

The drinks were delivered, and they were toasting Linda’s birthday. She accepted Dan’s kiss and a hand to her right breast, taking a good swig of her drink. She returned his kiss, guiding his hand inside her dress to feel her bare tit.

“Is it alright if we dance with the birthday girl?” One asked, looking from her to Dan.

“Of course it is, though we prefer I dance with men to only slow songs. I like the closeness of being in his arms when we dance.”

“Let me have one dance with my wife, then you guys can have her for the rest of our time here,” Dan said, standing and taking her hand.

His arms enveloped her in a slow dance, the bend of his knee pressing against her pussy. “You know that makes me horny, your knee touching my pussy.”

“I know. I want you primed for fucking and blow jobs.”

She guided his hand inside her dress, the men waiting for her to see him feeling her tit. The other hand split the opening of her dress, rubbing her pussy and clit.

“I’ll tell you again, Dan, if passion is love, then do I ever love you! It may seem strange, but you fucking me and offering me to other men makes me love Darren even more, and our sex lives are very inense.”

“I’m glad that Darren approves of you being my slutty wife.”

“I think I may convince him to take me out, and I can be his slutty wife for real.”

Dan walked Linda back to the table, her revealing dress barely closed to the hunger of the men’s eyes.

He stood behind Linda, an arm around her waist. “Gentlemen, as you know, today is my wife’s birthday.” He untied the loose bow holding her dress closed. He opened it, her dress revealing her naked body to them. “You are her birthday present. I trust you’ll know what to do with her. She loves fucking and giving blow jobs.”

“And I always swallow. Thank you, my love. You are the best husband a wife could want.” She released his cock and balls from his lounger pants. “You’ll be able to see the pleasure my husband takes in seeing me with other men through the hardness of his big cock.

One of them moved his chair out from the table, offering his leg for her to sit on. She picked up her drink, took a long swig, placed her arm around his shoulder, and sat with her pose completely open.

“I guess I won’t be dancing if I’m naked, unless any of you want a slow dance. I’m sure you’d prefer the slow dance of fucking here at the table.”

“You got that fucking right!” The one said, his hand going to her pussy, as the other felt her tit.

Dan took a seat as the others moved closer to Linda. Her legs were draped over two, completely opening her up to them. Two alternated giving her tongue probing kisses as two different hands felt her tits. She motioned three closer and, smiling, pulled down their zippers.