Fan Fair was over. Carol and I had a good time playing our sex games. We were back home and discretion was important to us. We enjoyed daily sex, inflamed by our dirty talk about all our adventures.
The following Saturday night we were invited to a party at the Belle Meade Country Club. This is the most prestigious country club in Nashville. The grounds are spectacular. There are some glorious homes surrounding the golf course. The main building is a plantation mansion. The occasion was the final round of the U.S. Senior open. We were invited because my company was a major sponsor of the tournament.
It was a real dress up event. I wore my tux and Carol wore a shimmering nude cocktail dress. The dress clung to Carol's body like a second skin. It had a high neck which caused it to hug her breasts and a short bodice. For jewelry she had a diamond choker and matching bracelet. She looked fabulous. We didn't know many of the people there. The crowd looked prosperous and in a party mood. We had martinis at the bar and ate from a sumptuous buffet. At our table was one of the golfers, John, a handsome fit man in his forties whose nickname was "Golf Club" and a younger man, Jim, who traveled with the golf tournaments.
Some dance music started and Carol and I got up on the dance floor. Carol clung to me and nibbled on my ears. I could feel the excitement in her. She whispered to me, "I'm so horny."
I said, "I don't know what we can do about that."
She said, "John and Jim?"
I shrugged.
When we went back to the table John asked, "Carol, would you like to dance with an older man?"
Carol smiled and said, "Sure, where would I find one?"
That got a chuckle from the table.
Carol held out her hand to John and they started dancing. John was a very good dancer. They waltzed gracefully around the room, Carol smiling and letting John lead. The song ended and an oldie from the seventies came on. John bowed a little and held out his hand. This time they danced tighter to each other, but with decorum and grace. When Carol came back to the table she thanked John and gave him a little peck on the cheek. John blushed.
Jim asked Carol if she'd dance with him. She held out her hand and they danced to a 1940's Benny Goodman swing song. He twirled her around and tossed her through his legs. He was quite the dancer. When they got back to the table Carol was huffing and puffing.
She turned to Jim and said, "Wow you're good on your feet."
We all had another drink and sat chatting about the golf tournament and the beauty of the country club.
I danced the next slow song with Carol. I could feel her trembling. She said, "I'm so horny, my underwear is soaked with my juices."
I said, "We'll just have to wait and see what happens."
Back at the table we continued to chat with John and Jim. They were both enthralled by Carol. She did some mild flirting, twirling her hair, touching the choker and playfully touching them. They both danced with Carol and seemed to be holding her tighter.
The presentation of awards started. John got a trophy for third place and was very happy and demonstrative. When he got back to the table, he handed the trophy to Carol and hugged her. When they separated they were both a little flush. The party started to break up. I asked where they were staying. The Peabody.
Jim said, "It's kind of early. Would you two like to meet us in the hotel bar for a nightcap?"
Carol whispered to me, "Oh yeah."
We got up to leave and Carol gave each of them a kiss on the lips, but held back from giving a passionate kiss.
The Peabody was familiar territory for Carol and me. We had fucked many a man there. I only hoped we weren't too recognizable to the staff. One of the room waiters, Jamal, had fucked Carol and had stayed the night for a sex filled adventure with us and two other men. We had a great time.
We got out to the parking lot. We stood by our car and we shared a passionate kiss full of expectations for a sex game tonight. I had my hand under Carol's dress and she was humping against me. John and Jim saw us as they were getting into their car and waved and smiled. We got in our car and as we were pulling out of the parking lot Carol lifted her hips and pulled her panties off. Carol pulled up her dress and was fingering her cunt as we drove along. She put two fingers in and spread her labia, opening her self up and spreading her juices. She started playing with her clit and started moaning, "Oh Dick, I love you. I want you all to fuck me over and over. Ahhh, fuck, coming."
The car window was open and I thought I saw somebody watching, all the better. When we got there we stayed in the car for a few minutes so that Carol could tremble through her orgasm and calm down and straighten out her clothes.
We went into the hotel bar and John and Jim were sitting in a darkened booth. Jim got up and gestured to Carol to sit between them. Before Carol sat between them I pulled her to me and we shared an open mouth, tongues dancing erotic kiss. I could smell her sex. They had figured out our game and wanted to play.
I said, "That was a great cocktail party."
John pulled Carol to him and they kissed, open mouthed tongues darting in each other's mouth. When they broke apart Carol was breathing hard.
Carol turned and Jim put his arms around her shoulders and kissed her passionately, while caressing her breasts. I again pulled Carol to me and we shared an open mouth passionate kiss.
We were all silent for a moment. The bartender came over, smiled and said hello to Carol and I, and asked what we wanted to drink. All of us ordered martinis. When he left, Jim said, "The bartender seems to know you two."
I said, "We sometimes come here to play."
John said, "Play what?"
I thought, let's get it out in the open. I said, "We play sex games. Carol gets sexed up by men and I either watch or participate."
John and Jim smiled. They both moved closer to Carol pinning her between them. Carol put her head on John's shoulder and sighed, "This is going to be fun for all of us."
We all chatted while we finished our drinks.