Just an evening at home. Sounds so nice. The kids are gone for the night, off to friends for a sleep over. I call Kate in her car and tell her I am going to stop by Blockbuster and pick up an old classic. She tells me she is going to stop and pick up some nibbles so we can watch the movie on our big couch. When I arrive home the candles are lit and Kate is holding a chilled glass of white wine. She looks stunning in the back full body stocking she won at the last Club dance at Fontana Gardens. She has a tray of shrimp, oysters, cheese and crackers ready. I run upstairs and change into my black silk boxers and return to the living room. The fireplace is on and Kate has advanced the movie. We snuggle on the couch with a big sleeping bag wrapped around us. As we watch the old Bogie classic we munch on the tray of delectable snacks and sip on the chilled wine. I can feel the heat of her body beside me.

After the movie I turn off the lights. We take the sleeping bag and spread it out in front of the fireplace. Kate slips out of the body stocking and pulls off my boxers. Lying naked in front of the fireplace the light glows off her soft skin, nipples erect. She whispers into my ear, “time for a bedtime story big guy”. We both enjoy our stories. This time I pick a replay of a recent night after a Club Dance.

I begin to tell the story as Kate lays back, her legs over top of mine. Her one hand begins to play with my cock as I caress her breast. I replay the ride up the elevator in the Hotel. The other couple with us is in a close embrace. She has her leg wrapped behind him pulling him into her. His hand is on her breast caressing through the material of her thin dress. The elevator stops and the four of us go down the hallway and enter the room. As Peter reaches for the light switch Kate stops him. We enter the room dark except for the city lights below. I turn on the CD player we have brought and a deep voice sings out with slow romantic songs. The four of us begin to dance at the end of the King Size bed. We pick up where we left off, remembering the last dance at the club. Hands wander over each other’s bodies. Cindy begins to undo Kate’s shirt, button by button. Peter has undone Cindy’s skirt and it falls to the floor. She has a black pair of lace panties on and no stockings. Kate pulls off Cindy’s sweater and exposes bare breasts. She leans down and takes a nipple into her mouth caressing the other with her hand. Cindy removes Kate’s shirt and undoes her white lace bra. I unzip Kate’s skirt and pull it down, revealing a white satin thong. The girls turn around and begin taking off the clothes of the others mate. Soon the four of us are dancing skin to skin the heat of our bodies raising the temperature in the room. Slowly we climb onto the bed. Legs, arms, bodies wrapped around each other. I am behind Kate with my legs wrapped around hers. She has a hand reaching behind me and strokes me gently. Cindy kisses Kate’s breasts while Peter has entered Cindy from behind, slow strokes of his cock rocking her gently. Cindy kisses slowly down Kate’s flat stomach. Kate spreads her legs and allows Cindy’s fingers to enter her wet pussy. Cindy is now on all fours while Peter is thrusting from behind. Kate reaches up and plays with Cindy’s clit and Peter’s cock, exciting them further. I join Cindy as she slowly licks the inner thigh of Kate’s legs. Kate’s pussy is very wet and Cindy laps like a cat at milk. Her face wet from Kate’s juices. I reach over with my tongue and together we pleasure Kate’s clit and pussy lips. Cindy kisses me; the taste of Kate’s pussy on her face drives me wild. The moans are now coming from Peter and Cindy as Kate continues to add to their sexual bliss with her fingers. Cindy and I continue to add oral pleasure to Kate and now the moans continue from the three of them. I can feel the pressure building in my cock. Soon all four of us explode with passion.

Kate and I lying naked on the sleeping bag pleasure each other with our fingers, lips and tongues. We relive the experience above and gently fall asleep in front of the fireplace. Dreams of the next dance in our heads.