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Greg's eyes widened as he saw for the first time, another man caress his wife. "They make a good couple, don't they?"

Greg turned, startled, and noticed that Laura had joined him at the table while he had studied the dance floor. Almost upsetting the table as he attempted to rise to introduce himself, Greg offered Laura a drink, and the two talked as they watched the dancers on the floor.

Laura sipped her drink and gave Greg and appraising look. "I don't think I've seen you and Debbi in here before" she said.

"This is our first time", Greg replied. We thought we would check the club out before we made any type of decisions, if you know what I mean."

Greg shifted in his seat, attention now totally on the cute blonde instead of the dancers. "Do you come here often?"

"No, only every once in a while. You see, although Ted and I have a wonderful marriage, we're just not real compatible sexually, so we come here, for mutual satisfaction" Laura explained.

Greg was both surprised at her candid explanation and intrigued at her answer. Plus, he was having a hard time concentrating on her face, as while she talked her skirt had ridden up until it was just covering her upper thighs, exposing finely shaped legs wrapped in silk stockings and topped with black lace garters. "I don't understand" was the best statement he could offer.

Laura picked an ice cube out of her drink and ran it slowly around her lips. "Well, you've probably noticed Ted and I are quite different in size."

Greg nodded. "That 'difference' makes things quite difficult for me to accomodate him, so at home, we generally use other means to satisfy each other."

Laura smiled, sipped her drink and with a sigh, continued. "We come here or call on other friends about once a week because, in essense, that is the only way we can enjoy lovemaking in an..er conventional manner."

Laura stopped for a second and leaned forward until her face was barely inches from Greg. "Do I shock you?" she asked.

Greg felt his pulse quicken, and realized that he was so excited by her story that his whole body was vibrating. Steeling himself to remain cool, he returned her gaze, and quitely answered, "No, not at all".

"Good!" Laura replied as she slid closer to Greg and smoothly placed her small hand on Greg's thigh as she raised her drink with the other hand.

"Then let's enjoy our drinks and keep our eyes on our 'better halves' she said as she gave Greg's thigh a squeeze.

Out on the dance floor, Ted marveled at the firmness of Debi's body as they danced. Looking down at her mass of red hair, he tried to fantasize on if it matched what grew below, and evisioned her creamy white body spread wide below his.

Maneuvering Debbi over to a dark corner of the dance floor, he rotated her away from the bar crowd and then, gripping her buttocks with both hands, completely covering it, he pulled her against his straining penis, and slowly gyrated to the music.

Debbi knew that their dance floor actions were getting out of hand, but between the Martini's and her fascination with the size of that rock-hard bulge Ted was rubbing her against, she couldn't help herself.

Noticing that they were hidden from the crowd by dancers and in poor light and driven by curiosity, she slowly slid her right hand from around Ted to the front of his trousers, and gripped his penis through the material.

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