
I knew for a long time you had special tastes. When we would be at a club, at the beach, really anywhere in public I would catch your eyes wandering to other sexy women. It was arousing but never discuss until tonight over drinks at the bar. I could see you flirting as was she from the other end of the room. You looked over at me as saw my smile and I ran my fingers through your hair and kissed you. Then I whispered. “You want her tonight?” you nodded and snuggled your kiss against my neck.
I jotted down a note and slipped it to the bartender. A drink was delivered and as she lifted the glass she read it. Taking her purse she approached. We had introductions, several more drinks mixed with laughter and light touching. I paid both tabs and went to get the car. You took her hand and followed, we took her home. She was a gift for you and for hours you both played, timid and fumbling at first. Nerves? Alcohol? Didn’t matter but eventually you found your rhythm with her. Clothes shed, hands roaming, mouths tasting. “mmmm honey you have to taste her, she is so sweet.” moaned as you lifted your mouth from her. I set down the glass I was sipping from as I watched you both exploring “then taste her with me!” I took you by the nape as I had in the bar but this time our tender kisses flickered and rolled over her sensitive flesh. Her moans and sweet juices mixed with our passionate kiss was just the start of our night.
