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We stayed and had a nice romantic dinner. I asked her what had brought on this change of mind.
I found out later that she and Tonya had become very close, sharing very private matters. Tonya's husband was much like me, and while living in Colorado he had wanted her to make love to his best friend. She was like Karin and was not for it, at all.
Then, one unplanned night, she ended up in bed, between her husband and his friend, and she found out that she loved it.
Karin said. "Tonya said she loved having two cocks competing for her attention and trying to out please the other.
"Tonya thinks most of us wives have had it all wrong." Karin said. "Our husbands want us to be sexy. Our husbands want us to be kinky. You want us to enjoy sex, sometimes with another man or maybe another woman."
"She said the nastier she gets in front of her husband, the more he likes it and the sweeter he treats her. She thinks he is like a lot of men, that he is a latent cuckold. So now she plays with his mind a lot, teasing him about other cocks she wants. She thinks you may be the same way and that I should play with you a little." She said.
"Like Tonya says; 'we women love sex too. A lot of us just don't admit it. So, why not, especially if we can do in right in front of our husbands an don't have to cheat'."
Tonya didn't seem anything like that at all. She was cute, and seemed conservative on the outside. You would never guess that was going on in her mind. 'Lucky husband', I thought.

After dinner I suggested that we do something to seal the night.
She loved to dance more than anything and there was a trendy new dance club a few doors down the street and so I challenged her to show me she was serious: a first act of her new womanhood.
I had always wanted to go to a club, then have her come in after me and join me at the bar as though we were not together. Then I wanted to watch the other men try to pick her up. Of course, she would never do that in the past. So, I challenged her to it now.
She smiled. "You don't think I'm up for the challenge?"
I shook my head. 'No!' "I want you to be a good submissive wife tonight and show me that you are serious." I said.
She looked at me for a few moments. "Why don't you pay the bill while I go freshen up". She said.
I did and when she returned, she had a sensuality in her walk and I could see her breast swaying under the sheer black top. She discreetly handed me her black panties and bra. "Would you be a doll and drop these off in the car on your way. I don't think I'll need them tonight."
How was I going to walk out of the restaurant with this hard on standing out in front of me? I thought.
"I'll stay her and finish my drink until you have time to get in and find a place at the bar." She said. "I'll be right there."
She joined me shortly after I ordered my first drink. She ignored me at first, as though she didn't know me. I offered to buy her a drink and she played her part well, with only a casual thank you.
It took no time until guys were hitting on her. She brushed them off one at a time. I leaned over and asked if she wanted to go home, thinking she wasn't into it.
"Oh no!" She said looking across the room. "I'm just waiting for the Latin guy across the floor. He keeps making eyes at me, but hasn't come over."
She turned back around to face the bar. "If I'm going to play, I'm waiting for what I want." She said and took a sip of her drink.
In no time he made his way across to her. She was coy with him at first, then flirted, flipping her hair and giving all the female signs.
She loves to dance and soon they were on the dance floor. Before long, they were one of the couples dirty dancing, him wrapping his arms around her from behind and swaying their hips together to the sounds of Latin music. It took them no time to dissolve into the crowd, but she kept within site of me at the bar. I could see them holding each other, her spreading her legs around one of his as she rotated her hips on it.
They seemed to never leave the floor, accept to occasionally come back for drinks and a breath, then they were back out dancing. She would always come back next to my stool and rub my leg or cock as he tried to kiss her neck or run his hands over her body.
Once I saw her feeling his ass as they stood there, then she ran her hand around to the front of his crotch letting her hand brush his cock as she felt mine with the other hand.
When she did, I ran my hand under her skirt from the rear, gliding it up behind her thighs and between her legs. I felt her wet pussy as she wiggled it to me. My fingers easily slid between the slick folds of flesh. There I was, in public where no one could see, feeling her pussy as she felt my cock in one hand and the cock of the stranger next to her in the other. He looked like he was going nuts.
When his attempts to get her outside failed, he pulled her off to dance again. She turned and winked at me.
Soon a friend of his joined them on the dance floor, another Latin fellow. The three of them began dancing, sandwiching her in between them. She was loving it, her arms raised high as they pressed against her, then she would wrap her arms around the guy in front of her, holding his ass while the other rubbed up against her from behind.
When she pealed herself away from them and we went home that night, I devoured her, all but ripping her clothes of her. While we made love she told me how much it had turned her on having him rub against her and practically fuck her there on the floor in front of everyone and me.
I asked her if she enjoyed feeling his cock.
"Oh yea, I felt both their cocks when they were dancing with me. It was so exciting feeling two cocks at once rubbing up against me and their hands feeling all over me. My pussy got so wet."
Needless to say, we made love more than our usual 'once' and I must have filled her to overflowing until we collapsed into each other's arms.
"Can we do it again next week?" She whispered quietly before I dozed off.
What I didn't know was that day by day she began loving it more, and soon our sex life was about to change for ever!