Page 31 of Sensation Fantasies 1
She shrugged slightly. “Then I guess I’m making out with another woman.”
“What if I said I wanted to watch you go down on another woman?”
She snorted slightly. “Then I guess I’m going down on another woman.”
“What if I said I wanted to watch you scissoring another woman?”
Kiera laughed. “I think I get your fantasy.”
But it wasn’t mine. I wanted to see what she would doforme. Gauge her reaction. “Would you do it?”
“Would you rub your cock against another man?” she countered.
My dick jerked at the image of Vaughn rubbing his cock against mine. “So, that’s a no?”
She reached over and ran her fingers through my hair at the base of my neck. “We could both do it at the same time.”
“What?” I grunted. “Me with another man, and you with another woman?”
“Yeah.”
“Is that your new fantasy?” The cars slowly moved up, and we got closer to the front door.
“I have to admit that picturing you with Vaughn makes me wet.”
I reached my hand across the center counsel and between Kiera’s legs, running two fingers against her pussy. “Yes, it does.”
She started to spread her legs apart, urging me to continue, but the cars moved again, and we were two cars back from being able to get out, so I pulled my hand away.
“To be continued.”
I smirked. “Fuck yeah, baby.” The limo that was two cars in front of us stopped, and an attendant opened the back of the limo. Vaughn crawled out, and I looked at my wife. “There’s your guy.”
“Our guy,” she countered, though we weren’t even sure if he wanted to be with us again. Vaughn could have any woman—and man—he wanted. I was certain of it.
“Do you want to proposition him tonight?”
“As opposed to finding someone else?”
I nodded and pulled my truck up to where we needed to get out. “Yeah.”
“I think we should let him proposition us,” Kiera countered.
“Okay,” I agreed.
Valet attendants opened our doors, and we slid out. I went around the back of the truck and reached my hand out for my wife’s. We ascended the stairs, and after showing the door attendant our cards, we entered and checked our phones and Kiera’s purse at the coat check.
“Ready?” I asked.
She grinned. “Ready.”
I pulled the black velvet curtain back, and Kiera entered before me into the scarlet illuminated house. She was dressed in a red halter top cocktail dress and no bra or panties. Just knowing that I could slip my hand under her dress again and feel how wet she was kept my dick semi-hard.
“Drink first?” she suggested.
“Of course.”
Even though we weren’t drunk or even buzzed when we were at Sensation the last time, I still felt as though the alcohol loosened us up a bit. As we drank, we maneuvered around the mansion. It amazed me how fast people got in and started going at it, though I supposed it didn’t take much to get going … a kiss here, a stroke there. I was starting to get hard in my tuxedo slacks.
