The Nightclub

         The soft lighting from the bathroom vanity shone on her white, naked flesh as she continued to apply her makeup, only the finishing touches on her eyelashes remained.  Her husband sat on the edge of the bed, staring into the bathroom at the great view of her exposed, beautifully round ass.

         She was a little thicker than she would have preferred, but to Alan, none could hold a candle to her stunning appearance.  No tan lines to be found; no tan, just the way he loved it.  She had fairly long, wavy hair, still blonde, but much darker then when they had first met.

         Rose’s makeup was done.  Heavy on the eyeliner and shadow, light ivory on her face with a hint of blush.  A stunning and sexy application it was.  She bent over to collect the evenings’ attire from the floor beside her.  First, she put on her black bra which nicely amplified her already substantial breasts.  Alan suddenly felt himself grow hard as she stepped one leg into her pants, no panties tonight.

         “Tie me up.”  She said, pulling up the tight black leather pants.  Alan quickly got up to assist.  He bought the pants for her some time ago, but this was the first time she had worn them out.  The back of the pants laced up four inches from the belt line with strong ribbon which Alan tied her up with a tightness that left just the right amount of skin showing to drive anyone who saw wild.

         “Thank you!”  She said, glancing at him in the mirror with a sultry, wicked glint in her eye.  She then slipped on a white camisole and over that, a sheer black long sleeve, button up shirt, all buttons left undone.  She turned to Alan, already dressed in his best black suit, pressed white shirt and solid black tie.  She looked playfully at him and leaned in for a kiss, slowly at first, then, before their lips met, darted in quick to lick his lips, then pulled back with another smile.

         “Let’s go.”  They got into the taxi that had been waiting five minutes, then headed to the hottest nightclub downtown.



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         The music was thumping loudly to the beat of their hearts.  Alan was still nursing his Tequila Sunrise while Rose was about to finish her second Mojito.  Alan wanted to get on the dance floor with his wife, but knew Rose didn’t like to dance – not in public, anyway.  They stood there, listening, drinking and watching.

         Alan was the first to notice the two Middle Eastern men, each with a bombshell of a woman by their side.  One in particular, wearing a turquoise shirt with the top tree buttons undone and crisp black slacks was continually getting his eye caught by Rose.  Alan pointed him out to Rose.  Rose, buzzed by the third drink she just started, looked over at him, away from Alan’s prying eyes and shot him a very sexual laden, come hither look.  The woman with the man in all black had a look of disapproval, but as he looked at the group, Alan saw excitement in the eyes of the other woman.

         From their semi-secluded private table, the man in the turquoise shirt set down his drink, whispered into the ear of his female companion, who crept a smile, then stood up and glided over toward Rose.

         “Good evening.”  He said, with only a slight accent, but enough to excite Rose.  “My name is Adil, and whom do I have the pleasure of gracing my club?”  Adil extended his hand to Rose, who accepted his gesture.

         “My name is Rose.”  She said with a flutter in her voice, just as Adil gracefully raised her hand to his lips, giving a gentle kiss on the back of her hand.

         “My distinct pleasure to meet you.  Who is the lucky man to be seen with such an extraordinary beauty?”

         “Alan.  How are you tonight?”  Alan answered, shaking Adil’s hand, both offering an equally firm handshake.

         “Well.  Much more so now.  My associates and I have a private table, as you have no doubt seen.  Please, join us.  It will be our honor.”  Adil said, glancing at Alan, but focusing intently on Rose.

         They walked back to the table and were greeted by the group.  The woman next to Adil’s associate gave a cold hello, but they received a warm greeting from the rest.

         “My name is Lily.”  The more pleasant of the two women said, brushing aside the jet black hair covering her left eye.  She motioned for Rose to sit next to her.  Rose gently touched Alan’s shoulder, then sat next to Lily.  Adil very quickly sat on Rose’s free side, leaving only a seat across the table for Alan to sit.  He quickly took his place opposite Rose, Lily and Adil.



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         The disapproving woman and Adil’s associate decided to leave for the evening.  They said their goodbyes and left uneventfully, still not leaving any seating closer to the trio than across the table.  The music kept playing, the drinks kept coming and the trio steadily got closer and closer, friendlier and friendlier.  Lily twirled her fingers through Rose’s hair, but Rose’s eyes were locked with Adil’s.  Alan just sat back, sipping his drink, listening to the music, wondering what Adil was whispering into Rose’s ears to make her giggle like that.  Rose’s hand found its way to Adil’s knee and gently massaged it, apparently not aware that she was doing it.  Adil’s arm wrapped around Rose as she cuddled a little closer.

         “It’s kind of hot in here.  Here, hold this Alan.”  Rose said while taking off her black over-shirt, then tossed it to Alan, who folded it up and set it next to his lap.  Alan watched as Rose settled back down, her hand landed halfway up Adil’s inner thigh and stayed there.

         After the several drinks that Alan had drank by now, he could not hold it any longer; he had to use the restroom.

         “Excuse me, I need to use the restroom, I’ll be right back.”  Alan stood up and walked to the restroom.  There was quite a line, to himself he thought he probably should not have waited so long to go, but he was enjoying the show too much.  His turn finally arrived and he let out a silent sigh of relief, then continued his thoughts on the trio back at the table.  It had long been his fantasy to have his wife be with another man, he just didn’t think it would actually happen.  Finished, he walked back to the table, it was quite a wait, probably about fifteen minutes had passed.  When he arrived back at the table, his jaw nearly hit the ground out of shock and sheer excitement.  Lily was gone; Rose’s back was to Alan, straddling Adil, his hands caressing her back.  Alan broke his eyes away from their heavy kissing to notice the ribbon on the back of her pants completely unraveled and pulled down a little.  They didn’t notice Alan had gotten back.  Alan didn’t say a thing, just picked up his drink, sat down and watched intently, touching himself every so often.

         He watched Adil’s hand slip into Rose’s pants, reaching as far in as it would go, caressing her ass as his hand crept ever farther, finally reaching its destination.  Alan could not see exactly what his finger was doing, but Rose’s back arched from whatever Adil was doing.  With his free hand, Adil grabbed her hair and pulled her ear to his mouth and whispered something inaudible to Alan.

         Rose slowly got off of Adil’s lap, her hand lingering on his chest, her finger tip running down to his belt line before removing it and turning completely to Alan.

         “Adil wants to show me around the club, it shouldn’t take long, maybe get a cab in ten minutes.”

         “Okay,” Alan said, “have fun.”

         Alan watched the two head along a wall, then turned and went up a flight of stairs, out of sight.  The last thing he saw was Rose’s hand going down the front of Adil’s pants.  About fifteen minutes had passed and he stood up, walked out of the club and hailed a cab.

         “Can you wait a while, my wife’s going to the restroom, I’ll pay the wait time.”

         “Sure, you pay now, I’ll wait.”  Alan pulled out $30 and handed it to the driver, sat back and closed his eyes, the driver did the same.

         Alan opened up his eyes, not sure if ten or twenty minutes have passed.  Out front, he saw Rose get out of the club.  Alan opened the door to the cab and Rose climbed in.  He smiled at Rose, her makeup looked great, but he couldn’t not notice her right eye, totally bloodshot, then saw the parts of her hair stuck together.

         “Looks like you had some fun.”  He paused for a moment.  “Is your shirt inside out?”

         “Maybe.”  She laughed.  The cab drove pulled away from the curb and drove them home.



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         Rose felt Lily’s finger’s running through her hair.  Adil leaned in close to Rose’s ear.

         “You are ridiculously attractive; I don’t believe I have ever seen anyone as beautiful, as sexy as you.”  Rose giggled a little, then placed her hand on his knee, massaging a little.  She couldn’t help what she felt, she was hot for him, and she didn’t care if Alan was watching.  Her internal temperature was rising fast, she took off her over-shirt and tossed it to Alan, then put her hand a little closer to his crotch.  Her concentration was focused on Adil, she thought she heard Alan’s voice say he’ll be right back, or something like that.  Shortly after, she stopped feeling fingers in her hair.  She guessed Lily left, too, but she didn’t care.

         She couldn’t take it anymore; she leaned all the way over, opened her mouth and kissed his lips.  Adil seemed to be waiting for it, Rose felt his tongue enter her mouth, kissing with drunken passion.  Rose’s hand moved from his inner thigh to his stomach, felt around a little, then found the way into his pants.  She reached down inside and felt his cock, stroking it as best she could in the confines of the pants.  He wasn’t massive, but still very large and very thick.



         “Oh my god.”  She whispered loud enough for him to hear.  She thought to herself I can’t believe this is going to be inside of me.  Hey continued kissing as she straddled him.  He untied the ribbons on her pants and reached his hand down her pants.  He slid his finger into the crack of her ass, lower and lower ‘til his middle finger reached her tight little asshole.  He massaged it a little, pulled it out of her pants and put his finger in Rose’s mouth, pushing it in and out, getting it coated with saliva.

         Rose sensed a presence again at the table, probably Alan returning from wherever he went.  She didn’t stop what they were doing, their tongues playfully fighting each other.  Adil’s finger, still covered in saliva, slid back into her pants, finding again her asshole.  Rose moaned with pleasure and arched her back as his middle finger into her ass, sliding it in and out, slowly at first, then more quickly.

         Rose’s ear got pulled to Adil’s mouth and could hear him whisper into it.

         “I’m going to fuck you, tell your husband I’m going to show you around my club.”  She did as she was told, then made their way to his office upstairs.  As they started up the stairs, Rose shoved her hand down his pants and tried to stroke his cock again, but Adil removed her hand while he walked up the stairs.  Once they were in the office, he turned on the lights, grabbed her ass and kissed her, pulling her hair.  She quickly stripped off her pants, then dropped to her knees and took his cock into her mouth.  Nothing subtle, no teasing, just all the way to the back of her throat, in and out, the saliva built up in her mouth to the point that it started dripping out the side of her mouth.  She took his dick out of her mouth and all of the drool ran down her chin and on to her chest.  Rose rubbed his dick all over her face, then took it in again.  She relaxed her throat and inched his dick down her throat, Adil grabbed the back of her head, pushed it closer to his body and fucked her throat ‘til she gagged.  Her eyeliner started to run down her cheek as she took his cock one more time all the way down her throat.  He pulled Rose’s head off his dick, stood her up and bent her over the chair placed next to where Rose just got her face fucked.  He pulled her hair, forced her to arch her back, then slid his saliva covered deep into her pussy and pumped vigorously.  Balls deep into her pussy, then all the way out, over and over and over again.  As he pumped her pussy, his thumb entered her asshole.

         “Fuck me, oh shit, fuck me harder Adil!”  Rose screamed and bucked against his dick.  He pulled out of her pussy and out the head of his dick up to her ass.

         “I’m gonna fuck your asshole.”  As he said this, he slowly pushed his rock hard cock into her tight little ass.  “Take it, slut, take it all!”  She moaned hard.

         “Yes!  Give it to me!  Fuck my asshole, fuck it deep!”  More screaming and moaning.  She bucked harder against him, he pumped as hard as he could.  He grabbed her hips and gave two more deep hard thrusts and pulled out, spun her around as she dropped herself again to her knees and waited in anticipation for his cum.

         “Cum for me, I want to taste it.”  She stroked Adil’s cock in front of her face, he started to moan and shot his load all over her.  The first blast shot a string of cum on her hair, the second got her in her open right eye.  The remaining two bursts covered her face and ran down her chin onto her shirt.  She took his dick in her mouth one last time, making sure to suck out every remaining drop of cum.

         “That was amazing!”  Rose said, collecting the cum on her face with her fingers and licking it all up with a smile.  She got off her knees, walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.  “Holly god, I’m a mess.”  She said looking at the cum and eyeliner running down her face.  She quickly washed it off, dried off her face and looked again in the mirror.  “Damn it, you got it in my hair!”  Then she saw her right eye, bright red, then the cum on her shirt.  She took off her shirt and put it back on inside out and re-applied her makeup.  She saw Adil sitting on the chair in the office, catching his breath as she re-entered the room to put on her pants.

         “Can I get your number?”  Rose asked him,

         “Don’t you think your husband might mind?”

         “He didn’t mind you ‘showing me around’” He laughed and gave her a business card which she put in her bra for safe keeping.

         With cum on her hair and the result of cum in her eye clear for her husband to see, Rose made her way down the stairs, through the club and into the awaiting cab with a story for them to enjoy together.