Chapter 7

Dan walked Angie, hand in hand, back to their table. They noticed Anna’s hand was below the table, going up and down. “I told you Anna gets frisky with a few drinks in her.

Angie glared at George, who was rubbing his cock through his pants and watching Anna give Martin a bow job.

Dan sat down, and Angie surprised him by making his lap her seat. His arm wrapped around her waist, stretching the material of her dress and revealing more breasts to him. She picked up her glass, took a good drink, and placed her arm around his shoulder.

“George, you’re disgusting, rubbing your cock as if Anna will give you a blow job.”

“I can only hope.”

“Fuck off, George!”

“No! Maybe I’ll take out my cock and jerk off.”

“I’ve about had it with him and his attitude. George, if you’re more interested in watching Marin get a blow job and not seducing me, then you won’t mind if I let Dan seduce me.”

Angie didn’t give him time to answer and turning Dan’s head, she leaned in and kissed him. She slid her hand inside her dress to feel her tit.

George looked at them, then at Anna. “Hey babe, suck my cock next.”

“It appears that he has made his choice, as have I. I’m yours if you want me,” she said quietly, then kissed him again, accepting his tongue.

Dan placed his hand on her stomach, then untied the bow keeping her dress closed. He slowly revealed her right breast, then the left. George was more interested in rubbing his cock and watching the blow job than Dan feeling her exposed tits.

His hand went lower, touching the waistband of her underwear, which turned out to be a thong. He rubbed her mound through the material, pushing it against his hand.

“Take off your panties for me.” Her eyes widened, then smiled. She moved from side to side on his lap, lowering her panties. He took them off her high heels, and then she took them, tossing them at George. He saw the material land by his glass, then looked at her, recognizing them.

She took Dan’s hand, guiding it between her legs. She opened her pose, George seeing his fingers rub her pussy, then several enter her. Her lightly trimmed hairs were damp with moisture.

He looked at George as he massaged his wife’s clit, making her body jolt. “You are being such a tease, rubbing my clit like that, and I love it!”

Soon, they heard Martin groan and Anna sucking harder as she drank down his cum. They watched them kiss. “Man, you’re nuts kissing your wife after she just swallowed your cum,” George commented.

“It’s better than having my girlfriend do it for now,” he joked, and she playfully slapped his arm.

“Too bad Brenda isn’t here to give you a blow job too,” she teasingly countered.

“Hey Anna, do me next,” George hinted, unzipping his fly and revealing his leaking cock.

“George, get real; Anna won’t give you a blow job,” Angie countered.

Martin whispered to Anna, who nodded and stood to go to George. She pushed his chair out more, then went to her knees. Angie couldn’t believe it as Anna took hold of his cock and began sucking. He patted her head as it bobbed up and down.

“That’s it, baby, suck it good! Suck my big, fucking cock!” He demanded. He humped her mouth and placed his hand on top of her head.

“George, you’re being so fucking ignorant!” Angie commented.

“It doesn’t seem to bother you when I fuck your face.”

“Maybe it does, and I just don’t mention it.”

Angie looked into Dan’s eyes as he gently fingered her, then kissed him. She opened her dress more and offered a hard nipple to his lips. He could feel his cock growing in the restricted space with her on his lap.

She watched as he took a swath of her juice and licked his fingers. “Very tasty.”

“You like to lick pussies?” She asked in a low voice.

“I love licking pussy before and after I fuck it.”

Angie’s eyes widened. “And after?”

“My girls love it, saying licking my cum from their pussy after fucking them is so erotic and makes them feel much closer to me.”

“Aren’t you a woman’s wonder?” She smiled, kissing him and encouraging him to feel her tits.

“You ready, baby?” George warned. A moment later, he grunted. “Yeah, that’s it, baby, suck it, suck it all out!”

“George, you’re such a fucking jerk!”

Angie stood from Dan’s lap, quickly offered her hand, and led him to the dance floor, not bothering to tie her dress closed.

She started dancing, her open dress giving him and others nearby a look at one breast or the other. A slow song began, and she was in his arms. His hands went inside her dress to hold her, and she tingled, feeling him rub her bare skin up and down.

Angie kissed him, guiding one hand to fondle her breast. His hand felt the flexing of her bare ass cheeks as she moved to the music.

“When we go back to our table, I think I’ll give George something else to watch, me giving you a nice blow job.”

“I’ve been on the receiving end of a revenge fuck, but not a revenge blow job.”

“I might give you even more than a blow job,” she hinted.

The song ended, and they walked hand in hand back to their table, her dress remaining open. “It figures, George!” Angie lamented as she noticed her husband, head back and sound asleep. Martin and Anna were gone. She cinched her dress just enough.

“I guess I should get the drunk home, but I don’t want to leave. I’m having a good time being with you.”