I entered our hotel room with one thought in mind; to fuck my husband as soon and as hard as possible. The problem with that was the fact that Dan wasn’t there. I could have taken a nap, but I didn’t want to mess up my hair. The spa had done a wonderful job styling it, and the last thing I wanted to do was try to fix nap hair. I decided that I should begin preparations for the evening, and since I didn’t know what the plans were, I settled with getting naked. I explored the offerings on the television, and instead of watching an episode of Lioness like I should have, I selected a porn offering.

When Dan entered our room, I was sitting on the couch, my legs spread, and my fingers playing. As horny as I was, I was holding off for my husband. Fingers were nice and all that, but I wanted his fat cock to make me cum.

I loved the lustful look on his face as he appreciated the view. “Damn, woman, I wish we had time to take advantage of this, but we have to meet everyone downstairs in twenty minutes.”

To say I was disappointed would be an understatement. “Stick that big cock in me, and I promise I’ll cum in no time at all.”

“I’m sorry, honey, but I want us to take our time and enjoy ourselves. I need the time to take a quick shower. We’re going to dinner, so please wear a nice dress.”

I gave him my pouty face but couldn’t maintain it. I stood, planted my lips on his, and gave him a smoldering kiss. He had quite the bulge in his britches when I let him go. I looked over my shoulder as I walked away and grinned at him. “Now we’re both horny.”

I told him about my day while I dressed, which made him even more horny. He had tons of questions.

“Did you really want to have sex with Elise?”

“Yes, and I still do, if that’s all right with you.”

He grabbed my ass with both hands, and I brushed them away. “Stop it, mister. I need to get dressed.”

He cupped my breasts from behind and nuzzled my neck. “Did you want to have those two guys massage you?”

I shook my head negatively. “No, I didn’t want them to massage me.”

He chuckled. “Let me rephrase that. Did you want them to fuck you?”

I hesitated but decided honesty was the best policy. “Would you be upset with me if I said yes?”

He chuckled. “Only if I didn’t get to watch.”

The look I gave him was smoldering. “You aren’t fooling me, mister. You would never let another man touch me, let alone let two of them fuck me.”

He looked at me seriously. “You may be right, but I don’t think so. I know I can trust you to have a good time without hurting what we have. I’m confident in our relationship. Should I not be?”

I was stunned at his revelation. “I never seriously considered something like that. Hell, until today, I never even fantasized about something like that. One thing I do know for sure is that our relationship is the most important thing in the world to me. You can be confident in that above all things.”

He took a quick shower and was dressing when he continued, “After all, it was only hours ago that you gifted me another woman without batting an eye. Why wouldn’t I want the same for you?”

I walked over to him and turned my back. “Zip me up, please.”

He did, and I turned to him, straightening his tie. “It’s a moot point, honey. I’m sure I’ll never be going back there, so I guess we’ll never know. Of course, that doesn’t mean we can’t pretend later.”

He kissed my neck and grinned. “I hope you brought your toys with you. I’ve only got the one, and it can’t be at both ends.”

We made our way to the hotel lounge and ordered a drink while we waited for our hosts to show up. I was excited about seeing Elise again. She made me smile and stirred things in me. Knowing she would be there made me feel more comfortable meeting my husband’s clients. It also made me wonder. “What kind of man would marry a free spirit like Elise?”

Dan shrugged. “It wasn’t something we discussed. He does seem like a good guy. I enjoyed working with him today. It was very enlightening.”

I know him so well. “You’re not telling me something. What is it? Spill, mister.”

He leaned in and kissed my lips. “I’m not sure, to be honest. Brian would only say that he wanted to talk with us both. I got the impression he was pleased about something.”

Our conversation ended with Elise and two men arriving. Both men were tall, but that was where the similarities ended. Elise smiled happily as she introduced her husband, “Jane, this is my husband, Brian. Brian, this is Jane.”

He reached out and shook my hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Elise can’t stop talking about you, and I can certainly see why.”

I’ll admit to being a bit tongue-tied as I looked into those blue eyes. He is strikingly handsome and damn sexy. Logically, it shouldn’t surprise me that Elise would have a partner of her caliber. The reality was a lot to take in. I needed an hour or two of study, preferably hands-on. I wanted to run my fingers through his dark hair and…

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.”, was my prompt reply. Prompt, assuming you disregard the ten-second delay between his comment and my response. Elise chuckled as I released her husband’s hand. Dan stepped around me and reached out to shake Elise’s hand. She took a long look at him and bit her lip. “Hello, Daniel. It’s a pleasure to meet you. I think we’re going to be great friends.”

She held onto his hand and turned to stand next to him. The third member of their party stepped forward and took my hand. Tall, lanky, hot, with beautiful dark skin, a sexy smile, and a voice so deep that it made my bones tremble. “It’s wonderful to meet you, Jane. I’m Franklin. You look very beautiful tonight.”

“Yes, you are! I mean, no, I am!”

I wanted to run and hide from the embarrassment. I wanted to stare a hole in the floor, but I glanced at my husband instead. The asshole was grinning as he started laughing. Elise and Brian joined right in!

I was about to run away and hide in our room when Elise reached out and grabbed my hand. “You should have heard me the first time I met Franklin. We were having dinner with clients, and I met Brian at the restaurant. He brought Franklin with him, and when he introduced him, I blurted out, “I’d like to climb you like a tree!” Needless to say, the clients were somewhat taken aback.

She walked up to Franklin, tilted her head up, and kissed him on the cheek. She growled against his neck, then bit her lip sexily. “I’ve been practicing free climbing in my spare time, handsome.”

That, in a nutshell, is what I love about Elise. She took the embarrassment spotlight off of me, turned it up to eleven, and refocused it on herself. She had a blast while doing it, too.

Her husband was grinning and shaking his head. “Let’s leave climbing the Franklin jungle gym for later. I have reserved a private room off the bar. We have a few things to discuss before we leave for dinner.

We placed our drink order, and Brian led us to a door marked Private. Inside, we settled on comfortable swivel chairs around a large round table. Brian pulled an envelope from his suit pocket and handed it to Dan. “Go ahead and open it, Dan. It’s our offer to you in return for agreeing to be our joint venture's CEO. There’s also a check for your amazing work so far.

“Jane, I know this is a shock, and you have a successful career of your own. This is a package deal. We want both of you. It wouldn’t be right to expect you to give up your career and move here. It so happens that our new joint venture requires marketing to be built from the ground up. I’m not offering you a job to get your husband. I’m offering you a job because we need you.”

He gave us a few minutes to read the offers. I’ll admit that I was stunned at the opportunity and the money they were willing to pay me. Dan’s bonus check had one more zero to the left of the decimal point we had never expected, and the offer was even more impressive. We both looked at Brian when we finished reading, both of our heads brimming with questions.

He saw that we were waiting for him. “I’m representing the board in extending this offer to you both. If you accept, I will work for Dan as his Chief Operating Officer, and Franklin will serve as his Chief Financial Officer. You would be VP of Marketing. The four of us, along with our HR Director, who happens to be my wife, will comprise the leadership team.

“Yes, it looks like nepotism, but I assure you it isn’t. The board is convinced that the five of us are the most qualified individuals for the job.

“There is a risk with a married couple in key leadership positions, and the board wants reassurance from Franklin and me. They want to ensure you're committed to each other and the people who depend on you.

Essentially, I need to determine if you work well together and play well with others. With that in mind, I have some fun things planned for the evening. So, are you both in?”

I looked at Dan, and he looked at me. We both grinned and nodded to each other. Dan made the formal announcement, “We’re in!”

There were smiles all around until Brian held up a finger to indicate he wanted to make a point. “As things stand right now, I don’t need further evidence to endorse both of you.”

Franklin interrupted, “I concur. I sensed kindred spirits as soon as I met you both.”

Brian nodded his agreement. “Tonight is for fun and bonding. Please don’t hesitate to speak up if you find yourself outside your comfort zone. I plan to stretch some boundaries, but I assure you that you are under no obligation to do anything. Tonight is for our mutual enjoyment.”

Dan looked at me, shrugged, then grinned. “What do you think, Babe?”

I grinned back. “Let’s do it. What’s next?”

What followed was a scrumptious dinner. Brian escorted us to a stretch limo that glided through the evening to the restaurant. We walked inside and were escorted to the bar while our table was prepared. Standing at the bar was a couple lost in each other, and a few feet away, one of the most stunning black women I had ever seen sipped a glass of wine.

I nudged Dan. “Isn’t she stunning?”

Dan doesn’t usually have much to say when I try to get him to admit he finds a woman attractive. I know he does that out of respect for me, but I’m good. He thinks I’m beautiful and hot, so I don’t mind if he discretely looks at and appreciates an attractive woman. I told him once, “Even though you’ve chosen your main course, you can still read the menu. Don’t order dessert, and we’ll be fine.”

In this particular case, he couldn’t find words, and that turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Franklin was standing next to me and had heard my comment. He stepped around us and approached the woman. Without saying a word, he took the wine glass from her hand, set it on the bar, and kissed her. She returned it with some enthusiasm, and it all clicked. I nudged Dan. “I believe we are looking at Franklin’s wife.”

That proved to be the case. We gathered at the bar while Franklin introduced his smiling wife. “This is my wife, Tilly. Tilly, please say hello to Daniel and Jane.”

I almost laughed at the obvious attraction on my husband’s face when she shook his hand. The look she gave him was smoldering. I felt a flutter in my stomach when her big brown eyes focused on me. “It’s a pleasure to meet you both.”

I looked at those luscious lips that were so inviting that it was all I could do not to kiss her. She knew it, too. She leaned in as if to kiss my cheek, but at the last moment, she turned her head to kiss me on the lips. I found my mouth opening to her and caught myself quickly. She smiled sweetly, and I blushed like crazy.

I found myself seated between Brian and Franklin. We had a wonderful time. Both men are sexy as hell and very entertaining. They felt like old friends in no time at all. I noticed that Elise and Tilly talked closely with Dan, who seemed very receptive. We alternated between bantered back and forth and side conversations until the time flew by and the meal was done.

Back in the limo we went, this time accompanied by Tilly. Brian handed around champagne, then grinned mischievously. “Our next stop is a private club. I think you will all enjoy the visit.”

I wasn’t paying attention to where we were going. I was having too much fun with Tilly and Elise. I was seated between the two women at the end of the limo. They were flirting with me like crazy, and it was working. I was already horny and kept getting hornier as Elise whispered details of our spa visit to Tilly.

Tilly’s head was next to mine as she leaned against me while Elise fed her the juicy bits from our day. It didn’t take much movement on Tilly’s part to put her mouth next to my ear. Her hand ran up my leg as she whispered, “I know you two will be beautiful together, and I would love to join you.”

I turned my head, and her eyes caught mine. I wanted to kiss her so bad it wasn’t funny. “Oh, I... Yes, please.”

I wondered if Dan would mind if I called it a night and took Elise and Tilly with me. I thought he would probably want to be there, which meant Brian and Franklin would want to be there, which could mean a lot of things. I decided that I was horny enough, and the last thing I needed was to start fantasizing or fantasizing more if I’m being honest.

The doors opening on the limo caught me by surprise, probably because Tilly was nibbling on my neck while Elise kissed me softly. I didn’t have time to be embarrassed at the show we must have put on. Dan helped me out of the car, and we stood in a private courtyard. Two huge gentlemen opened the doors for us, and we went inside.

In a word, the place was opulent. It practically screamed class, as did the sexily clad people inside. Some of the clothing choices were daring, to put it mildly. Women in thongs, their breasts exposed, some with tails hanging from naked butt cheeks, others with sexy dresses of a more conservative, but no less sexy, nature. The men tended more toward tailored slacks and shirts, with an occasional jacket thrown in. Male servers, dressed in silk boxer briefs, circulated through the crowd, taking orders, delivering drinks, and serving as eye candy for the ladies.

I snagged Dan’s arm. “What kind of club is this?”

He grinned. “Beats me, but it sure looks like fun.”

Brian led us through the colorful crowd to a high-backed U-shaped booth near a stage. The open end of the booth faced the stage, while the high back made it seem like we were in our own private theatre. Brian seated me between himself and Franklin on one side while Tilly and Elise put my husband between them. The waiter dropped by, and Brian ordered several bottles of wine while I stared holes in the waiter’s boxer briefs. I noticed that Tilly and Elise were doing the same thing. I caught their eyes and held up seven fingers. Tilly gave him a six, and Elise gave him a seven, and then the three of us got the giggles.

Brian explained while we waited for our drink order. “This is a special night in the club. It’s a kind of open-house event. Member sponsors bring in potential members, members perform scenes, and potential members get an idea of what the club is about. The four of us are members, and we hope you might also be interested in joining. No pressure. Call it food for thought.

We talked, drank, and had a great time. Tilly, Elise, and I were having a blast judging the waitstaff. One young man had our unanimous ten vote, and it was probably fortunate for him that he wasn’t assigned our table. Tilly and Elise would have kept him at our booth as long as possible, teased him until he was rock hard, and then stared holes in his underwear, at a minimum. I didn’t need the temptation at this point. My horny meter was stuck at maximum already.

I noticed the noise level and lighting change at the same time as everyone else in our booth. Soft lights lit up the stage, and a strikingly beautiful woman glided onto it. She wore a diaphanous gown that covered her from her neck to her feet, hiding absolutely nothing. Her beautiful body was there for our appreciation, while the gown lent a romantic softness. She looked delicious, and a glance around the table proved that I wasn’t the only one thinking that way.

She started to speak, and I noted that I could hear her clearly. “Hello, everyone. My name is Sue, and I would like to welcome you to our semi-open house. In a few minutes, members will come to the stage and demonstrate some of the fun things we do.

“If you are here for the first time, you will likely see situations you haven’t seen before. Please note that all activities within our club are conducted by consent only. No always means no. Members participate as they desire.

“You may decide that all of this is too much. That happens, and it is nothing to be concerned about. You may leave at any time, and no one will say a word about it. We want you to be happy and enjoy yourselves, whether you choose to join us or not.

For those interested in joining, packets will be available for you as you leave this evening. Now, enough of that stuff. Let’s get this show on the road!”

Curtains parted behind her, and cast members spilled onto the stage. Some pushed couches, chairs, and a large bed onto the stage.

They moved like a well-oiled machine, and soon, the stage was set. Most of the cast quietly danced in pairs at the back of the stage. Two love seats faced each other center stage with a small table between them. A man and a woman slowly walked from stage left over to the love seats. They gave us plenty of time to look them over. He was a fairly good-looking guy, definitely doable, but she was something else. She was pretty and had a down-home innocence about her. Her dress was conservative, given her surroundings, but it couldn’t hide her amazing curves. I could practically hear Dan drooling. They sat down next to each other and sipped their drinks. The woman put a hand on her man’s leg. “I’m really nervous, honey. I know it’s our anniversary, and we both agreed we want to do this, but are you sure? I mean, really sure?”

He patted her hand. “Remember, Honey, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. Consider this an opportunity, not a demand. Give it half an hour, and we’ll leave anytime you want after that, just like we talked about. Okay?”

“Okay.”

They sat quietly for a few minutes, watching the dancers. Various couples moved within feet of them but danced as if they weren’t watching. Dancers kissed, caressed, and aroused each other before gliding away to be replaced by another couple. The dancers so entranced us that we were caught by surprise when two men approached the couple on the loveseat.

The men were extremely attractive, causing the wife to bite her lip as they introduced themselves to her. I don’t remember their names. I was so engrossed in watching that I didn’t notice.

The wife didn’t say much at first. The way she drank in the two hunks didn’t leave her much capacity for conversation. The two men began to compliment her and praise her beauty to her husband, letting him know that he was a lucky man. It wasn’t long before the two men convinced her to sit between them. She hesitated at first. I could see she wanted to, but she wasn’t going to take that step on her own. Her husband’s encouragement got her moving.

The two men continued their seduction and soon talked her into sharing a kiss. Shortly after that, they complimented her on her amazing tits while they took turns sucking on them. My second most favorite part was when she unzipped them and pulled their cocks out. Both men were well-hung and had gorgeous bodies, but the most erotic part was the look on her face and her reaction to holding their cocks. She was enamored of them and stroked them until they were both rock-hard. She looked over at her husband and quickly noted him holding his erection in an iron grip. She smiled and turned her full attention to sucking on the cocks in her hands.

It was smoking hot, and I don’t think she was acting. I think they were new members and had volunteered, not knowing what they were getting into but willing to give it a shot. It seemed that the couple was being handsomely rewarded.

I was so aroused I was on the verge of trembling when I felt Brian’s hand on the back of my neck. His fingers gently stroked my neck and earlobe. Franklin had a hand on my thigh and was gently caressing up and down with the tips of his fingers. Neither man was aggressive, but the effect on me was profound. The delicate teasing was driving my libido through the roof. If the scene before me weren’t so captivating, I knew my eyes would be closed, and I would be relaxing into their touch.

That woke me up in a hurry! What was I doing, letting these men touch me? My husband was right there. Right there with two very hot women hanging all over him and grinning his ass off at me. He pursed his lips in a kiss and mouthed, “I love you,” at me. I mouthed back, “Are you sure?”

His response was, “Have fun.”

Okay then, let’s have some fun! My eyes returned to the stage as the black man slowly slid his big cock into her very willing pussy. The white man fed her his cock, and she sucked him greedily as her husband masturbated on the other couch. Franklin’s hand had progressed up my thigh, and his fingers were brushing against my thong. Brian leaned in, kissing my neck and nibbling on my ear. Meanwhile, little miss innocent was on the stage getting her brains fucked out and loving every second of it.

I released the two-handed grip I had on the edge of the table and used those same hands to find Brian’s thigh on my left and Franklin’s thigh on my right. Franklin began running his fingers up my thong, and my hand found his erection. My left hand completed a similar journey and grasped Brian’s cock. I rubbed both cocks through their slacks while Franklin slipped a finger under my thong and found my clit. The black man on stage pulled his cock from the woman’s pussy and began shooting his cum into her open mouth. I missed the white guy cumming because I was busy orgasming.

Franklin slid his hand down my thigh, squeezing it before removing his hand. He kissed my cheek, then picked up his drink. Brian kissed my other cheek, handed me my wine glass, and picked up his own. I was profoundly grateful that they gave me time to process what happened. I had never had an experience like that, and I loved it. I wasn’t nearly as guilt-ridden as I tried to tell myself I should be.

One glance at my husband was all the reassurance I needed. He looked at me like he wanted to throw me on the table and fuck me in front of everyone. I gave him a look that told him to go for it. My orgasm had been incredible, but all it really did was heat me up for more.

There was more. More wine, stage antics, laughter, and more arousal in our booth. Tilly laid a lip-lock on my husband that had to curl his toes. Of course, Elise had to have her turn. Dan had figurative smoke coming out of his ears when she finally let up on him. It was sexy as hell and very funny.

Elise dared her husband to kiss me, and the next thing I knew, his tongue was exploring my lips, then my tongue. Franklin had to have his turn, which turned out much better than I had imagined. I needed a good bit of wine after that.

The stage show had been one erotic scene after another, ending with a girl-on-girl scene that was as romantic as it was smoking hot. The performers took a bow to thundering applause and left the stage. Elise stood up. “Okay, guys. We ladies are leaving to do some things. We will meet you at our place in an hour.”

Brian stood to let me out while Dan stood to let Tilly out. I gave my husband a smoldering kiss before leaving him with a wave. I had no idea what Elise was up to, but whatever it was, I knew I wanted it.