Chapter Fifty-Six (1/2)

Chapter Fifty-Six

When Chase asked me to dress in the short, sexy and near see through baby doll or dress; whatever you wanted to call it; I was all for it. Until he then told me we would be going out with me wearing it. He drove, I didn't know where we were going.

When we got to a bar I looked at him like he was nuts.

”What the hell? Chase; I'm dressed for a bedroom not a bar.” This was bound to catch all the wrong attention that only my husband needed to see. I got something with underwire and my breasts looked fucking huge; like they should not belong on my body. My ass was only covered by about a half inch and he handed me a pair of red heels.

”Trust me?” He got out and I buttoned my jacket up. Chase took my hand and gave our name when we got to the door. There were already a lot of car here but I wasn't expecting what I saw when we turned the corner. We were directed on where we could lock up our clothes. Chase pulled my jacket off and stripped down to a pair of little tuxedo boxers; I stared shamelessly.

We went into the bar area and there were a guy drinking a beer with another man on his knees blowing him. A woman riding a man sitting on the couch and it people spread out touching, kissing, teasing or fucking. A black man and Asian man. An Older White woman with a younger Hispanic man.

Race was nothing here, gender wasn't meaning shit and age certainly didn't stop anyone.

”What the hell?” Chase looked over at me and I was in public half naked with a body I was still learning; granted I may be the most dressed one here.

”You wanted to try new things, here we are. Look around; no one is worrying if their thighs are too big or what others think of their stomach or breasts. I want you to be comfortable.” Chase grabbed my ass and pulled me to him. Out of habit I looked around like someone would find it inappropriate and saw a woman going down on another woman.

People glanced my way and some eyes lingered on him but he had moved his mouth to my neck and I groaned. No one was looking at us like we were doing anything wrong. There were people who were watching couples get it on. Live porn; that was what this was. Two men taking a woman and two women pleasuring a man. There was every kind of combination.

”How are your breasts feeling?” He asked and I was on the fence again. Last night felt good, it was weird but Chase enjoyed himself. But this was public.

”We're not alone.” I hesitated and he kissed my chest.

”You feed in public and here, in this environment; it's no different than that. It's only what your mind perceives as right and wrong.” A woman approached me with a smile.

”You look new here. Do you need a drink to take the edge off?” She was wearing a bra and matching underwear with a small little name tag attached.

”We are and yes.” As long as I pumped before I got home a couple times; which wasn't a problem; I could drink.

We ordered shots over beer to take said edge off and once I had a couple I was starting to loosen up. Chase enjoyed when I relaxed and I started getting grabby with him. If we sat in was in his lap. We were taking things in first but it didn't stop him from sliding his hand up my thigh.

”Relax.” He pulled me to him and I straddled his lap. His lips possessed mine and the music was loud but not too loud around us. The sounds of pleasure filled the room as a woman screamed for more and men grunted in satisfaction.

When his lips explored my chest this time I didn't stop him. His fingers were gentle when he became the reason my straps slid down and now my breasts were exposed to him. He looked at me, waiting for what my decision would be. This was still so new so instead of saying something I pulled his head forward and he was cautious with his tongue. He licked my nipples first and I let myself enjoy it; ignoring what they had been used for and I brought us back to four months ago; they were his tonight.

He sucked and his tongue pleasured. As he played with my other nipple it leaked a little and he ran his tongue up my rips and to that nipple; sucking there next. He took the pressure that was building again away and I grinded against his lap.

His erection strained against his boxers; if you could call them that.

”Take it out.” He reached between us and exposed himself. When I looked around people were watching with no judgment. Curiosity? Maybe. Lust? Definiently.

He sucked my breasts and I let him until he had drained enough to be comfortable again. He panted and I slid between his legs to suck his co ck. He loved it. He loved the power he felt when I was on my knees, that he could choke me and make me gasp for air; making me chose to service his di c over breathing.

He leaned back and let me take care of him. He pushed my head down when he wanted to hit the back of my throat and I didn't get as wet as usual but I got pretty wet tonight thinking of being sexually dominated by him in public.

People were watching and it was empowering. Maybe it was the tequila but hey, tequila worked well for us the first night. Tequila was the reason we fu cked, the reason for being introduced to a new sexual world. Without Tequila I wouldn't be a mother or a wife and I certainly never would have discovered how badly I wanted him to fuck me in the ass, tie my up or fuck me rough. I loved tequila.

That just made me want to pleasure him even more. As soon as I saw where he took me I was ready to leave, slap him and get into a huge fight on how could do something so stupid. But when he asked me to trust him and told me why; I figured we would just hang around and watch and now; now I was glad we were here.

This was strangely the most comfortable I've felt with my body. Photos weren't allowed in here to protect what the club stood for making it easier to swallow; pun intended. He came down my throat this time and it was the first time in close to a year since that's happened. As soon as I was done he pulled me back into his lap.

”Hello.” We pulled out mouths away from each other to see a small brunette woman standing there with a smile.

”Hi.” She sat beside us and reached out a hand.

”Spencer.”

”I'm Brylee, Chase.” He shook her hand too.

”My Dom, Corey and I were wondering if you two were just taking in the scene or looking to swing tonight.” Swing; that brought back pleasurable thoughts of last night. That wasn't the kind of swing she was talking about though.

”We appreciate the offer; you're gorgeous, but this is our first time.” She nodded and stood.

”That's fine, we were just curious. Love that you're not ashamed of your breasts by the way; not many women have the courage to do that.” Neither of us missed how she addressed him either. It wasn't husband or boyfriend, but Dom.

She may have accepted that well and been completely fine with a no but it didn't stop them from watching us through the night and I watched her.

”Are you thinking about it?” Chase asked me and I hadn't been with another woman before and I admit that I was attracted to her. Her brown hair held some dark colored highlights that the light brought out.

”No,” That was a lie and It was clear he didn't believe me. ”Not thinking of going and accepting but thinking of what it would be like.” When I was breastfeeding there would be no way I would risk catching something or randomly hooking up at a club. What's in my body goes into their and no matter how appealing it seemed; I was married.

”Me too.” There was a bit of jealousy, as irrational yet rational that was. I just admitted to being curious to swinging with another couple and there is a man too; I shouldn't be jealous for him feeling the same way. She was gorgeous though but he loved exploring this new body. There was nothing to realistically be jealous of; everyone looks and people wonder.

What was porn? Watching your fantasies be played out. Same thing but now you've met them and know their names.

”Maybe one day. After the kids are on solid food.” He nodded in agreement.

”Good call and very good point. Now what are my chances of bending you over the bar?” He asked and I smirked

”Oh, I'd say the odds are definitely in your favor and it's a very realistic thought.” I had started birth control and we agreed to try to use condoms when we could but we weren't this weekend. Last night sex with them wasn't as comfortable. They slide but if they got remotely dry then they rub and not in a good way.

Other people had sat up on the bar and when we walked over I expected him to bend me over but he picked me up and sat me up on the bar.