Jesse part 2

. We held each other for a long time while we talked and decided that on Friday night, we would go out.

It seemed like an eternity before Friday night arrived, but each night she had several questions about what I thought could happen. She seemed to be warming to the idea of having sex with a new man. Her biggest concern, after making sure that my feelings for her wouldn’t change, was how she would get from flirting to possibly having sex with someone she just met. Since this was new to me also, I really had no idea but suggested that the guy would take the lead as long as she appeared willing.

Friday after work Jess had me get dressed while she took her bath and told me to wait for her in the living room. When I was dressed, I peeked into the master bath to see her carefully shaving her lovely legs. I knew my wife was preparing to give her body to another man. The clock said it only took 45 minutes for Jess to get ready, but it seemed much longer before my wife shyly made her way down the stairs. She was wearing a snug, black sheath dress that came to mid-thigh and it was cut low in the front. She had on pantyhose and a black pair of low, black heels.

She looked hot! Her outfit was not terribly revealing. Heck, I have seen a lot of women showing more skin on their way to church. But this was my wife and I was extremely turned on. She was blushing but responded to my praises and we were soon on our way.

We decided to go to a trendy bar that was part of a hotel complex. Jess said that most of the people would be from out of town and since she wanted to dance it would be a good choice. I suggested that if she wanted to dance, she should dance with other men while I watched. My wife said she thought I would suggest that and in a bold move told me that she would try to dance sexy with her dance partners.

I knew we would probably be out late, and I was secretly hoping my wife would find someone she was willing to have sex with, so I rented a room and gave her the one of the key cards.

The bar was packed and a live band was playing. Jess got more than her share of looks as we found a table and ordered a drink. When the band played a slow song, Jess pulled me up and asked me to dance the first dance with her to get her in the mood. Her dress was extremely thin, and it was almost like she was nude in my arms. As my hand slid across her back, I could feel her bra strap and even the tiny tag that I knew read 34C. She pressed her breasts against me and when I looked down, I could clearly see the tops of her breasts encased in a tiny black lace bra.

I was hard before the dance was over. I knew Jess would have a dance partner soon and I hoped he got the same treatment I had just received. When we returned to the table, I took my drink and headed for the bar. Before I found a bar stool, Jessie was back up dancing with what appeared to be a college kid. The song was a fast one and my wife appeared a little stiff at first but quickly warmed to the beat and began to enjoy herself. She was shaking what she had and letting the dress ride up her thighs.

Before the band played its next slow song, Jess had two guys that appeared to be construction workers sitting at her table. They took turns dancing with her and buying her drinks. She rewarded them by flirting like a schoolgirl and leaning forward frequently to let them see her cleavage.

The guys plied her with drinks and became bolder with each slow dance. What started as an almost accidental brush of her hip became bolder until they would cup her ass or try to squeeze her tits when they thought no one was looking. My wife played into their hands by rubbing her crotch against the bulges in their pants, but would discretely push their hands away from her breasts

When the band took a break, my wife left the table to go to the lady’s room. I met her in the hall and she was excited. She wanted to know if she