Somewhere between giggling and gasping for air she managed to break the kiss long enough to look around to mock her husband and feel his erection. "Enjoying this Bill? Oh, you are, aren't you!"
Darcie mimed her lover a kiss before turning back to the tall dancing cowboy that held her and continue kissing him some more, intending a final goodbye so she could go home and ravage her horny husband. Jim's affections distracted Darcie's attention, allowing Bill to embrace her from behind and slide his hands up and under her shirt. He moved quickly to undo the clasp of her bra. Maybe she was expecting him to do that or she was just too drunk to care. However, before his wife objected, his hands were under her bra, lifting it to expose her naked breast to Jim's chest and probing hands through her blouse.
Darcie continued smooching, lost in the moment, drunkenly oblivious to what was happening until Jim moved his large hands under her blouse and firmly squeezed her tits together. "Oh, God," she said, finally realizing who was groping her bare skin. "Bill! Are you sure you want him to do this? Do you even know what you guys are doing to me?" To answer, Bill moved closer to his wife, hands around her waist and joined with Jim to embrace her. Jim moved his hands down to Darcie's hips and allow her husband's hands to hold his wife's breasts for a while. Bill kissed his wife on one side of her neck as her cowboy for the evening nuzzled her on the other side. Darcie relaxed gave in to her heat and pleasure and just closed her eyes, arching back against her lifelong lover, pressing her butt into his bulging erection.
"This feels really good, guys, but it has got to stop pretty soon. I'm melting into my panties! I can't believe I am letting you do this to me," Darcie said frantically, practically moaning. Bill took her admission of lust as an invitation to move his hands down to unsnap and unzip her jeans. Before his inebriated wife could react to that, Jim followed the sly move by slipping his right hand down the front of her jeans, and quickly sunk his hand into Darcie's slippery well. "No, no, no," her lips said, yet her eyes stayed firmly closed and her body betrayed the words as false by moving her hips forward and parting her legs to provide Jim easy access to the prize between them.
"Are you sure you want this Bill? I don't think I have the will power to stop now... I am so damn horny... You have to stop this for me. I can't!" To answer his lover's plea, Bill slipped a hand down the back of her jeans and into her love tunnel, burying his middle finger to the hilt. Close to his hand he felt Jim's fingers tracing fast circles around her clit. Darcie's passion fluid had soaked her panties through and was probably showing by now on the outside of her jeans. Bill felt his wife's deep guttural groan through his lips as he resumed nibbling on her neck. She kissed Jim again with the passion she had felt many years ago before jobs, career and children, exploring his tongue and lips with hers. Bill felt Darcie's love tunnel start to clinch in rhythm. She was coming from the fast circles that Jim was drawing on her clit and the pressure she felt on her G spot from behind. The two men that she embraced managed to support her weak legs while she gasped for air and rode the wave that engulfed her. She soaked her panties and their hands in her love juices and struggled to get her legs back under control.
"Check out his package, Darcie," Bill whispered, "I think you might like it!" Her hands started to move down like the robot she had become, then stopped, suddenly thinking about what her husband's comment meant.
A light bulb came on somewhere. "How do YOU know?" Then the truth hit her. She was still pretty smart, even drunk. "This is a set up isn't it? You planned this!" She pulled the slickened hands out of her pants and leaned back against the truck, and tried to zip up her jeans. "Someone's coming," she warned. Indeed a couple was passing by on the way to their car. The woman looked a bit indignant but her partner knowingly winked at us. Darcie's face turned a brighter red than it probably already was. Bill knew from his angle that the partiers probably saw very little, but knew they looked guilty, even in the dark.
"Yes, Hon," Bill decided to confess. "Jim and I planned this, but all for you and your pleasure. It IS my job to protect you, so we have shared all kinds of information to keep you safe even medical history and recent blood test. Jim is married and wife also knows what is going on tonight and approves. If you are still willing, Jim will join us for the night and do whatever you want of him. He knows my few limits and he will respect any limits you impose. I will only watch, if that is what you want, or join in if you invite me. You are in control from now on." After his confession, the men moved closer to bracket Darcie against the truck and began exploring with their hands again, optimistic.
Bill nibbled Darcie's ear and ran hands across her breasts under the blouse. When Jim's hand found his way back into her soggy wet underwear, she blurted out, "O.K.! I'll give him a blow job in the truck! I know that is one of your fantasies. But that's it!" She felt that caving in a little would satisfy her husband's voyeuristic desires and by giving her dance partner for the night a release everyone could go home happy. She smiled and thought to herself, "Bill told me I was pretty good at blowjobs after all. I'll give them a good show and maybe let him take a few pictures. But... This guy is pretty good looking. Would Bill really let me do what I want?" Goose bumps covered her arms as she considered the possibilities.
Darcie held her jeans closed and climbed in the driver's door and slid to the middle of the front seat, folding up the armrest there to make room for the three of them. Jim went around to the passenger side and climbed in beside her. His erection protruded awkwardly from his jeans and looked uncomfortable, but luckily, there were no observers around. Bill sat in the driver seat beside his wife and started the motor.
"Where are we going? Can't we do this here?" Darcie nervously asked.
"Just driving to a hotel parking lot sweetheart. Jim rented a room nearby to avoid having to drive home after drinking. There will be more privacy while the truck is moving than sitting here waiting for someone to walk by and look in. That's just where his truck is, so no worries, no pressure. From now on it is all about you. Just relax and enjoy... I know that is what Jim is planning to do," and winked at her. That seem to calm her worries and she leaned over and kissed her husband, swirling her tongue around in his mouth.
"We'll see lover, we'll see." then she whispered in her husband's ear, "Fair warning though, sweetheart, your next kiss is going to taste like Jim's dick!" She then turned around to kiss their passenger with similar passion. Bill felt chills on his back and his dick tingled upon hearing those dirty warning words from his lover.
Putting the truck in gear, Bill backed out and headed out the parking lot. A lone attendant pointed the way out with a flag and flashed a thumbs up at the couple making out as they headed into the street. The flag waver knew nothing about the smooching redhead working Jim's dick out of his pants. Bill barely noticed the motion himself as he had to pay attention to the traffic on the street. At the first red light he glanced over at the couple making out to see his wife's head bobbing in Jim's lap. Bill slid a hand under his wife's blouse to squeeze a breast, tweaking her very erect nipple to signal his approval.
Jim pulled Darcie's shirt up so both men could have access and enjoy the view, then replaced Bill's hand with his as they motored away from the light. "Mmmm, mmmm," Darcie seemed pleased with what was filling her cheeks and the fondling. She spread her legs hoping someone might explore there as well. Bill was pleased to discover the spreading wet spot between her thighs. He could not remember his wife being that turned on since they made out before getting married, many years ago. He squeezed hard between the exposed legs where he thought her clit should be and rubbed around a bit to encourage her. Handing Jim his smart phone, he requested some pictures since he couldn't watch them AND drive safely.
The motel wasn't that far away and Bill, fascinated by the movements and sounds coming from the seat beside him, nearly missed the turn. Darcie sat up at the abrupt turn, pulled her blouse down, pushed Jim's hands away from her tits and looked around, disappointed. "But, I'm not... He's not finished," she said with her right hand busy clinching and pumping Jim's large, wet tool up and down. "I can't do this here! There are too many cars and people around." His wife's actually pouted. Bill laughed, unable to answer right away. It was funny because even with his earlier 'confession,' she still hadn't figured things out.
"Don't worry Darcie," Jim calmly reassured Bill's wife while she continued stroking him, "Remember, I have a room here. We can go inside, talk, have another drink if you like, then we can finish the deed. Bill can even take his own dang pictures! Besides, I may come a lot after all this and you may need to wash your face off before you go home"
Darcie laughed out loud at that, "You are both perverts, aren't you?, Pictures too, huh?" Bill held his breath hoping still hoping that she was still too intoxicated to see how well she had been manipulated and allow things to proceed to the next level. "O.K., but after the blowjob," she demanded of her husband, "We have to leave, right away! I'll be so horny by then I'll need to be taken home and fucked, hard! And, I don't intend to have to wait long for it!"
"Fine," Bill said, "You and Jim just cover up, best you can, so I can drop you off at the door. Let me park the truck and I'll be right along..." Darcie looked at her husband quizzically while trying to reposition her bra under her blouse. "Just take the bra off completely Hun. leave it in the truck. It will look funny all bunched up in front."
"But I'll look like a whore walking in like that! This blouse is too thin," Darcie answered, not sure what to do.
"But tonight you ARE our whore, sweetheart. Besides, nobody knows us here and no one will see us that matters." Bill smiled as convincingly as he could. Together with Jim's help, they pulled the bra straps out of her sleeves and around her elbows and off her arms. Darcie's blushing face stared blankly at her husband for a second, then she straightened her blouse, leaned over and kissed him, swirling her tongue in his mouth, spreading the taste of what had been in her mouth moments before. "I warned you!" She smiled and whispered, "You really are enjoying this, aren't you?" She reached between her husband's legs and felt the hardness pulsing there, reassuring herself he was truly pleased with her actions.
Darcie was beginning to hope that the night may not end as soon or simply as she bargained on earlier. The thought excited her. She let the men have their way, zipping up her pants and positioning her shirt as best she could while Jim attempted to stuff himself back into his jeans. Bill dropped the two of them at the door and Jim helped her out of the truck and to the door. Bill enjoyed the thought that the man at the counter may notice his braless wife's jeans sported a wet spot between her legs and she was too drunk and horny to care.
His eyes followed Darcie as she walked into the lobby through the hotel's large glass front doors with her date for the evening. The night clerk tried not to be obvious, but he stared at her butt and damp patch as she passed by. Amazingly, Darcie never even questioned why her husband didn't ask for Jim's room number and how he would find the room. She seemed to be in a daze, and it probably wasn't just the alcohol.
The parking lot was full so it took a few minutes find a safe spot to park the truck. After a long walk and an elevator ride, Bill arrived at the door and paused for a few seconds. Taking a deep breath, he inserted his room card, opened the door and walked in, not sure what he would find but excited about the possibilities. He had hidden his erection walking in by pulling his shirt out of his pants to cover the goods. He was ready to burst his zipper in anticipation. Stepping quietly into the room, he first noticed the music playing from the room's radio. Darcie and Jim were slowly swaying to the rhythm of U2's "You're so Beautiful Tonight." That was one of his wife's favorite songs. "How in the world that happened to be playing?" he thought, "She must have connected her phone to the radio or TV in the room."
Darcie was barefoot and moving with her eyes closed. Jim was attempting to ease her shirt off as it had already been unbuttoned. From behind, Bill assisted and the blouse ended up quickly on the floor. Topless and embraced from the front and behind. She opened her eyes and locked lips with Cowboy while her husband joined them in rhythm from behind. At first, Bill simply danced a little while kneading her breasts, kissing her neck and nibbling at her ear a bit. Then without any resistance he unzipped and unsnapped her jeans. When he moved his hands back around her waist to hook his thumbs under her panties and ease the rest of her clothes to the ground, Darcie said, "I think can give Jim a blowjob with my pants on, don't you?" and giggled. She did not protest or try to stop him as her pants hit the floor and each foot was carefully lifted out of her roll of jeans and damp panties. Darcie continued kissing Jim, naked, with even more passion than she had in Billy Joe's parking lot.
The view was mesmerizing to Bill. His totally undressed and beautiful redheaded wife of many years, was kissing a strange man in front of him. The passion he felt watching her was intense and his dick was so hard it ached. He felt this night would be a wonderful and sexy memory for both of them to enjoy for many years. It was time for pictures and he reached for the smart phone in his pocket.
Bill backed away from the lovers, leaving Jim alone to grope the shapely ass that only her husband had touched and enjoyed for 25 years. Face to face, tongue to tongue, they paid no heed of him while he recorded them on his phone for later. While Darcie and her cowboy continued to smooch, he walked to the bathroom and turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature. The guys had carefully picked this hotel room due to the large stand up shower that would have room for all three of them and hoped they would get to use it. Knowing that this was part of the plan if they made it this far, Jim was explaining in soft tones to Darcie what a good idea it might be to wash the sweat off before they continued. Together they walked in the bathroom to join Bill. She helped the men remove their sweaty clothes while giggling and pulling on their erections, aware that the adventure with Jim was going to involve more than a simple blow job.
Darcie examined the two naked men that stood in front of her. They looked about the same age, late 40's and still in pretty good shape. Jim was a bit taller than her husband and longer between his legs too, not so much to make her husband seem "small," but around 8 inches compared to Bill's ample 7 or so. His hair was groomed short like her husband's and brown with a lot of grey. He had muscles though, and looked like he worked out. "That could come in handy..." she mused. A small bottle of wine was placed in her hand as she finished the examination. She gulped it down quickly and without a thought, maybe for courage, maybe for thirst. Jim entered the warm shower first holding Darcie's right hand, pulling her in. Darcie pulled her husband in behind her.
Darcie squirted body wash into each of her paramour's hands, held her hands up, and closed her eyes. She decided to take advantage of the control she felt over two horny men and really enjoy a sensual shower. Bill washed from her backside and Jim mirrored him on the front. Together they soaped her hands and arms, working in towards her shoulders and underarms. Lathering both breasts and back at the same time they pushed their hands around globes, nipples and shoulders. The men paid extra attention under her breast so they could watch them sway. Following the drip of the suds down her body, the men reached the already wet nether regions and inner thighs. Careful not to get soap in sensitive areas, Bill carefully cleaned the cleft between his wife's legs. He expected his tongue and maybe Jim's might go there soon. Together the men washed both legs and one foot at a time before carefully cleaning her toes. When she was dutifully clean, Darcie grabbed the showerhead and rinsed off all the bubbles.
Still kneeling, Bill raised one sparkling clean foot and ran his tongue in and around her toes, stopping to suck on her big toe for a moment or two. When he thought he had paid enough attention to her foot, he placed it lovingly back on the surface, Jim raised her other foot to his mouth. Bill looked up at his wife and saw her eyes were closed. She was loving the attention that only two men and four hands could provide.
"My turn!" She said suddenly and had her men to stand. Carefully she soaped them one at a time, cleaning under their arms before paying extra attention to their very erect organs and balls. When finished Darcie grabbed their throbbing love tools, one in each hand and began squeezing the tips between her thumb and forefinger. Holding them, she first kissed her husband then kissed her cowboy. It made her tingle and felt her juices flow when she felt their dicks jump in unison as she squeezed. "O.K., all clean!" Looking at Jim she asked, "Do you want your blow job here or in the bed?"
"Not so fast," he answered as he knelt down and raised one of her legs over his shoulder. Darcie looked shocked and for a moment, stopped breathing, "Now that our sex toy is clean, it is time for dinner!" Jim mixed his metaphors before kissing her sensitive inner thighs.
Bill moved behind her, kneeling back down as well and started running his tongue around her clean shapely buns and crack. Darcie's arms were wide apart, trying to find purchase for balance against the glass doors and the towel rack for support. Her eyes were closed and her face went blank with her mouth slightly open, as her husband ran his tongue down her back slit and circled her clean rosebud. Jim had worked his way up to her red furry trimmed mound. She lifted her leg and placed her foot on the small stool that was kept in the shower, spreading her legs as far as she could for them.
Soon, Jim was circling and sucking on Darcie's clit and Bill was swirling his tongue around her rear pucker, tickling it and probing it. Darcie was soon holding her breath and gasping for air telegraphing an approaching orgasm. Bill tried not to grab his dick and make himself come as he enjoyed his wife's uncontrolled passion. He couldn't have dreamed of a better position to watch his wife in the throes of ecstasy from another man's tongue. Increasing his efforts Jim pushed two fingers into Darcie's pussy and licked as hard and fast as he could on his friend's wife's clit. Bill paused to observe his wife rock back and forth on her cowboys' tongue and fingers. When she rocked back to expose her cleft he would sink his tongue into her now slippery hole with fingers in it and lick all the way up her butt as she pulled away again
Jim knew what to do with his tongue as well and his fingers hit the right spot. Darcie started to shake with a powerful impending orgasm, much more pleasurable and uninhibited than her first that evening. Bill felt her butt clench his tongue with the first tingle or two before she bounced away from him. He stood up to steady her so she wouldn't fall down in the slippery shower, while she kept her pussy firmly against Jim's face. Her orgasm came in waves and tingles. She managed to gurgle a bit and make a few "uuuhhh, uuuhhh's," and place both hands on Jim's head and pull him tighter to her love triangle while her loving husband kept her steady from behind. "Enough! That's enough!" she said finally when her clit became too sensitive to continue and pushed his head back. But, not before he sampled a little bit more of the love juices streaming down her legs, thinned only a little bit by the shower.