An Evening With Friends

I was never a big fan of partying with co-workers, but a rowdy Saturday out with three other couples who invited my wife and I to see a 'hypnotist' changed my way of thinking. After several laughs at the on-stage antics, followed by several rounds of our favorite spirits, our group settled at a pair of high tables with stools. We had mixed into an informal group where wives and husbands were no longer seated together, but had become more gender grouped. My wife was directly across from me and to my immediate right was my office receptionist, a long-legged, stunning brunette I'll call Julia. While Julia had always provoked my lustful glances, I never considered the possibility of finger ******* her with my wife sitting across the table from me.

As the drinking and conversation continued, I peeked down to notice Julia exposing her left thigh to my wandering eyes as she leaned over toward my wife engaging her in meaningless drunken banter. The others were all distracted with their own private conversations and I gave my stool an 'adjustment' so as to ensure my thoughts and hands were closer and better concealed. As I moved the stool I deliberately grazed Julia's exposed thigh. Much to my delight she didn't move away. Instead, she inched closer and raised herself into what I perceived to be an invitation. My perception was confirmed when she reached her own hand and brushed my hand in a sensual way, almost coaxing me to test her. My **** stirred instantly and my daring became totally uninhibited. As my eyes fixed upon my wife's point of view, I slid my hand under Julia's thigh and began massaging her delightfully firm, thong clad ***. Naked and bare she raised herself more as my fingers probed for her sex. I planted my hand flat under her and she moved her crotch firmly onto my now hidden hand. As she began grinding herself over my hand I began to pierce her ever dampening *****. The stealth of our interlude continued as my fingers pushed deeper inside this sopping wet beauty's slit. My thumb caressed her pucker and two fingers plunged deep inside as my index finger rubbed her stiff little bud. Simply awesome!  Her husband unawares, my wife unawares and an entire room full of revelers as unsuspecting participants in what surely was the most daring and exhilarating finger **** of my life.