I sat there slowly running my hand up and down our friend’s cock through his pants under the table at the hotel bar. My husband sat across the table from us in an active conversation with us. Seemingly unaware of the monster in my hands. It was thick. 20oz bottle thick and I ran my hand slowly up and down taking stock of every inch, there were a lot of them.
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I don’t know why but I couldn’t help it. I didn’t just want to feel it, I wanted to learn it. Find out where every vein bulged, where the thickest part of the shaft was, where the head began and how it was shaped. My mind started wandering to what it would feel like inside me.
My hubby has a very nice cock but what I was experiencing at that moment, unbeknownst to my hubby across from us, was in a league of its own. As I examined every inch with my fingertips I began to notice how wet my pussy was getting. I could tell it was starting to soak through my panties. I was wearing a skirt and hoped my panties could contain it.
My mind was completely in fantasy land, when my husband suddenly stood up. I was startled at first but reassured when he simply announced he had to go to the bathroom.
When my husband was out of earshot our friend said softly, “are you enjoying that?” I couldn’t muster up a response and the only thing that came out was a sheepish little moan. He looked at me with a smirk. He told me it felt good and confessed he would love to have me take it. I couldn’t muster a response.
I could feel my face get flush. My heart was pounding, I stared at him and could see his eyes struggle to stop looking at my cleavage. I finally asked “would you like to see?” He smiled and said “of course.” I looked around to ensure no one was looking and pulled down my shirt and bra. He let out an audible “ugh”. My eyes on his crotch I could see his cock pulse.
Just then my hubby walked around the corner. In a panic I quickly pulled my shirt and bra up but it was to late, I was certain he saw my breast out. My heart was pounding, my eyes watching my hubby as he sat down. He looked up and made eye contact. I expected a look of disgust and anger but to my surprise he just smirked at me and gave me a sight nod.
I was confused, conflicted, ashamed, and extremely horny all at once. I’ve never been like this before. I gave a sheepish smile back. Baffled, my hubby simply picked up the convo where he had left off and our friend continued on as nothing had just happened.