This was our first time and we were nervous but mostly excited. Just thinking about it made my sex nectar start flowing, which since I was wearing no panties started to slowly run down my inner thighs. I had chosen to wear one of my sexiest dresses that showed off my deep cleavage and the shape of my nipples, already hard in anticipation, could be clearly made out through the slinky fabric of my dress. We were running slightly late so entered the bar after the others had already arrived. We had sent each other face pics so we recognised each other right away. They were sitting at a high table in a nice dark corner and as we walked over to join them I could see his eyes fasten onto the hard shape of my nipples protruding from my dress. As we greeted them and took our seats my eyes roved down his muscular body and settled on the alluringly prominent bulge in his pants. Our eyes met and held for a scintillating moment. We were both obviously so turned on... I hoped my husband was feeling the same about his wife, who was dressed in a sexy backless dress and fishnet stockings. She didn't have a traffic-stopping beauty about her but was attractive enough, in my opinion, and had a gorgeous bell-like laugh. I hoped my husband agreed, because I definitely wanted to get naughty with this hot and sexy man sitting beside me. We started chatting and sharing stories, and I was conscious of his eyes on me the whole time, continually wandering over my nipples and cleavage. I twanged to feel his hot probing tongue there... Our eyes met again and I was sure the whole bar could feel the electric current passing between us. I felt his thigh brush against mine beneath the table and returned the pressure of thigh against thigh, rubbing mine against his ever so slightly. His right hand began to caress my left thigh, slowly working its way from my inner knee up towards my juiciness. I shivered as his thumb reached my clitoris and he began to slowly, gently rub it up and down, just enough to drive me crazy. My thighs parted and I relaxed into the delight of it all, feeling my juices moisten the fabric of my dress where his thumb was rubbing. I dropped my left hand onto his right thigh and began working my way towards that beautiful bulge. I couldn't reach it from where I sat, so sat up almost imperceptibly in my seat so that my wandering hand could grasp his huge hard-on through the stiff fabric of his jeans. I could hear his quick intake of breath as I began stroking the tight bulge in his pants, and I felt how his hard cock leapt towards my hand despite being so restricted by his pants. I felt awkwardly for his zipper and began struggling with my uncoordinated left hand to unzip it. All this time he continued teasing my clitoris so that I was reaching a state of frenzy in my desire for him. I finally managed to unzip his pants, and I reached my hand in to feel the fiery heat of his rock hard cock. He didn't have anything else on under his jeans, so I pulled his erect penis out of his pants and turned my head to get a good look at it. God, it looked good, and I so wanted to drop down onto my knees and pull it into my wet mouth, running my tongue along the hot shaft. I looked over at the other two and saw them laughing together while she rubbed his chest and started playing with his nipples. He looked over at me when he felt my eyes on him and we gave each other a warm encouraging smile. "Let's do this", our eyes communicated to one another. So I slid off my chair and under the dark table and took his huge hot hard cock into my mouth... To be continued...