I got married just out of college, he didn't. He always has a new babe to show off when we go out on weekends.
Clark called one evening and said that he had met a great girl and wondered if we might all go out together. Melissa, my wife, readily agreed.
Clark liked to dance so we made a double date for Saturday night at our favorite dance club. Clark showed up Saturday at our house with a drop dead gorgeous blonde named Donna.
She was a tall, sultry girl, with a well-formed figure. She had a beautiful face and smile that could melt an iceberg. Clark offered to be the designated driver and drive us all in his new Beemer. We agreed, and off we went dancing. Both girls were dressed for success, wearing low-cut dresses that really showed off their gifts. We went to dinner first and started drinking wine. By the time dinner was over, the two girls were feeling pretty good.
I spent a lot of time with my eyes glued to Donna's tits. Her brassiere barely covered them and every time she leaned over, they almost spilled out of her dress. Clark spent time casually checking out Melissa's ample breasts.
After some idle chit-chat, we decided to leave for the dance club. While riding in the back seat with Melissa, she casually put her hand in my lap and gave my dick a good squeeze. I had wondered if she had noticed me checking out Donna.
From her looks, I knew that I was in for a good time later in the evening. The alcohol was performing its desired effect. We got to the club early enough to get a table next to the dance floor.
The girls danced, drank, and danced some more. The table had a great view of the dance floor and the atmosphere was electric. Donna was fun to watch and it was evident that Clark was stealing looks at Melissa when he thought no one was watching.
Later, I danced with Donna and Clark danced with Melissa. We had started dancing to a fast dance tune. I enjoyed the way Donna's tits bounced to the rhythm. Melissa was the better dancer, Clark must have enjoyed the way she moved her ass seductively to the music. This time I caught him staring at her body with a dumb look on his face.
I understood the reason. Melissa's petite body with her full tits is eye catching. There are very few women put together as well as her in such a small package. She is small enough to hold her tiny waist with one hand and a stroke her on your dick. When the song ended, a slow tune began and we continued to slow dance with each other's girl. Donna felt as good as she looked and smelled incredible. She rubbed up against me with those great tits of hers.
Melissa danced close to Clark with her head on his chest. It was dark but I thought I saw Clark with a hand full of Melissa's lovely ass. The alcohol was playing tricks on me. He wouldn't do that with my wife and she would have slapped him if he did anyhow.
The girls and I were intoxicated and it was evident that Clark wasn't. Stumbling to the car Donna suggested that we stop at Clark's place for a nightcap since it was close to the club. When we got there, Melissa went to the bathroom.
She had been gone a little long and I decided to see if she was all right. I knocked on the door and she opened it and pulled me in! I had one hot little wife in that bathroom.
She grabbed my ass and mauled me. She kissed me deeply and began to grind her crotch into my rapidly stiffening hard-on. I picked her up and sat her on the bathroom sink. I dropped to my knees on the bathroom floor and removed her panties. I quickly found her clit with my tongue and it didn't take long to get her off. I told her that I'd service her properly once we got home. Afterwards I pocketed her underwear in my jacket and went back to Clark and Donna in the living room.
They asked if Melissa was all right. I told them she was fine. She soon returned with a big smile on her face. After a couple more drinks, Donna said that she was starting to feel bad; she went into the bathroom and vomited. Shortly thereafter Clark helped her to his bed and she passed out. He was obviously disappointed. No pussy for him tonight I thought. As Clark was our ride for the night he took us home. We arrived at our house; Melissa asked Clark if he was interested in another nightcap.
As Clark was sober he accepted. We moved to the living room and decided to turn on the television. We decided to keep the lights off because the television provided more than adequate light.
In our wasted state, the bright lights would have made things uncomfortable. Melissa went off to make us some drinks. We have two large couches that face one another and a big flat round table in between. I stretched out on one couch and Clark seated himself on the couch across from it close to the TV. Melissa returned with the drinks and sat on the couch next to Clark since I had occupied the entire length of the other couch. We drank and talked for at least an hour.
It was very late and I was getting very tired. I soon fell asleep. I don't know how long I'd been napping but it must have been a while. I woke to find my wife sitting quite close to Clark.
They were both in quiet conversation. Neither paid attention to me so I decided to play possum and listen. Clark told her how attractive he thought she was and how fortunate that I was to have her. She slurred a thank you to him as she tried to look into his eyes. As he put his right arm on top of the couch behind her, he continued to compliment her about her appearance. She beamed like an infatuated schoolgirl. She was captivated by his smooth articulate manner and his good looks.
She returned the complement telling him that she thought he was very sexy. He slowly dropped his hand to her shoulder, pulled her towards him and kissed her on the lips. She hesitated and then slowly reciprocated. She brought her hand to his chest and they kissed passionately. They finally came up for air and she looked as if she was going to push him away then he kissed her again. She succumbed to the heat of the moment.
After a while, his left hand went to her other shoulder then slowly down her back and circled it around to caress her tit. She made no move to dissuade him and I heard her moan softly.
I should have stopped this before it started, but now I found that I was too excited to do anything but observe. My dick was as hard as a rock and I wanted to know how far she would go and how far my friend would take her.
Through slitted eyes, I watched as his left hand drop to her legs while they continued to make out like she was his high school date. His left hand casually dropped to her lap and slowly began to fondle her exposed inner thighs. She made no move to stop him. He continued to stroke upwards until he had almost reached his goal.
Her dress was getting pushed up to where you should have been able to see her white panties when I realized she didn't have her underwear on. Her panties were in my jacket pocket!