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New Year’s Eve

by Argus

Copyright© 2025 by Argus

Erotica Sex Story: A married couple attend a New Year’s Eve event. The wife dances with her husband’s coworker and the husband becomes aroused.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Mult   Drunk/Drugged   Reluctant   Sharing   Wife Watching   Interracial   Black Male   White Female   Anal Sex   Cream Pie   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Petting   Voyeurism   .

It had been literally years since we’d gone out like this together. Between work, the kids, Cub Scouts, Girl Scouts, mowing the lawn, and every other activity that consumed almost every waking moment, there was little time for just us. We finally moved this past summer slightly closer to home. A few weeks before the millennium, Carol’s parents called and said they’d be coming down for New Year’s Eve. They even volunteered to watch the kids if we wanted to go out.

At first, we hemmed and hawed and procrastinated about what we would do when my company offered up free tickets to a black-tie affair downtown at the Embassy Suites Hotel. The only catch was that we had to pay for our own room for the night. It seemed like a pretty good deal from my perspective.

Carol and I went down and checked in that afternoon.

“This is going to be fun,” she said as we walked through the hotel, not encumbered by little arms asking when we can go to the pool, can we have some candy, he’s bothering me.

Our room was a two-room suite with a king bed, a couch, and a little living room. It was pretty damn nice. I took a shower while Carol got dressed. I was getting anxious, so she told me to wait for her down at the bar. I ran into some of the guys from my office, and we had a few drinks while I waited for my wife.

Scott and Lee were both going stag to the night. Scott’s wife couldn’t come, and Lee was recently divorced. We sat together critiquing the women as they came in. “Nice, nice. Average, average, yuck, owww ... Average ... very nice.” That was in response to the nice-looking blond that was walking right towards me.

“Very, very nice,” I said to myself as I recognized my wife of 12 years. She had on a sparkling, long black halter dress that showed her shoulders and had a slit up to her mid-thigh.

The string of pearls I’d given her the day I proposed were draped around her neck. Her blond hair was tied in a tight bun on her head with small pearl studs in her ears. Strappy heeled black shoes covered her feet, and a small gold chain was draped around one ankle. The back of the dress was open almost to her tight little ass. I had to admit it was making me hard just looking at her. I was very impressed, and I think my two co-workers were too.

“Hello, handsome,” she said. “Buy me a drink.”

I was smiling from ear to ear. “You look fantastic,” I told her.

“Why, thank you. I thought you might like it.”

That was an understatement.

She sipped her drink and continued, “It’s been so long since we’ve been away for the weekend.” I offered her my arm, and we walked off to the ballroom. I was pretty sure that more than one guy caught a second glimpse as she walked by.

There were hundreds of people in the huge room. We had a table with some other couples and joined them for dinner. Dinner was filled with the idle chat that people who know each other but really don’t know each other engaged in social intercourse. The band was pretty good. It ought to be, considering what the company had paid for the tickets.

Carol and I danced like a couple of college kids. I was having a blast. They switched to a slower song, and she hung her head on my shoulder, and I could smell the faint hint of her perfume. My hands rested on her hips, and I slowly slid them down to her rear. I could feel the silky fabric slide over her ass and looked down at her. She had a slight smirk on her face.

“No panties,” she whispered as I felt myself getting hard again. She kissed me gently on the lips and said, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” I replied.

We sat back down, and I noticed that a bit of the crowd had slipped away. Carol said, “Who is that waving at you?” It was Lee sitting by himself about two tables over.

“He’s one of the guys I work with. You know, the one whose wife left him last year. He goes to the gym with me.”

Lee waved again. Carol added, “That’s too bad. He looks lonely tonight.”

“Go dance with him,” I said.

“What? It’s not my night to take care of charity cases.”

“Oh, go ahead. He doesn’t bite.”

“No way, besides I couldn’t just walk over there and ask him to dance. What kind of woman would he think I was?”

“Jesus,” I muttered. I looked over at Lee and waved to him to come join us. At first, he gave a friendly no-thanks wave, but I waved again. He picked up his drink and walked over to our table.

“Carol, this is Lee. Lee, Carol, my wife.”

Lee sat down, and we started talking. I goaded him about being there alone, and that seemed to bother Carol.

“Leave him alone, you big lout,” she said.

“It’s okay,” Lee said in my defense. “It comes with the territory.”

The band started up again, and Carol looked at me with that “let’s dance” look. “I’m tired,” I moaned. “ You are wearing me out. Maybe Lee wants to dance.”

“No, that’s okay,” he said.

“No, really, it’s alright,” I told him. “Go ahead.”

He looked at her and asked, “Would you like to dance?”

There was a short hesitation. I’d forgotten to mention that Lee was black, very black. He sort of looked like Wesley Snipes. Carol glanced over at me one more time, and then.

“I’d be delighted,” she said and stood up and followed him to the floor. I had to admit that he moved pretty well on his feet. He was actually a very good dancer. They danced several quick numbers, and then the band switched to a slow one. I was waiting for them to come back when he held out his hand.

She hesitated for a second, then took it. He put his large black hand on the small of her naked white back and held her other hand with his. I could almost sense her slightly trembling. I also couldn’t help but think that he couldn’t help but feel every bit of her body through the thinness of the dress she was wearing.

Hell, it only took me a minute to realize that she had no panties. I was wondering if he’d get hard at the thought of her naked white body like I was now looking at them. Could she feel him if he did? Of course she could. The dance finished and they hesitated for a second, a second too long, before they broke and headed back for the table.

There was a bulge in his trousers. Can’t say that I’ve checked out many other guys’ packages before, but I really couldn’t tell in the dim light by the table. Carol sat back down and took a big sip of her drink.

“I’ve got to go freshen up,” she said and excused herself.

“You are a lucky guy,” Lee said as he poured himself another drink and offered me some.

“I am indeed,” I replied.

He excused himself to go get another bottle. Carol came back and sat back down.

“Well, he’s quite a dancer,” I said.

“He’s okay,” she said. She wasn’t looking at me. Then she looked up and smiled, “Okay, he’s a very good dancer.”

“So dance again if you want. We have no place to go.”

Lee came back and asked her if she could handle one more. This time she didn’t hesitate at all and off they went. They danced for another thirty minutes, fast songs, slow songs, moving together like they’d been doing it for years. People looked and grinned as they walked by, the sophisticated blonde dancing with the distinguished black gentleman.

Finally, it was getting really late. Lee said his goodbyes, thanked Carol for making it a most enjoyable evening, and went off to the bar with one of the other leftover stragglers. She came over and sat on my lap and bent down and gave me one hell of a kiss. “Are you ready to call it a night?”

“Indeed, I am. Let’s go.”

I took her hand, and we went to the lobby. The elevator took forever, and she put her arms around me and nuzzled my neck. The doors opened, and we slipped inside. We were the only ones in the elevator and had a few floors to ride. I spun her around and pinned her against the wall as I kissed her. My hand slid up the slit in her dress, past the top of the black thigh-high stockings she had on. She let out a stifled moan as my hand cupped her ass cheek. I quickly slid a finger around to her front and slid it between her legs.

She moaned a little louder this time as I slid my finger ever so gently along the slit between her legs and parted her lips. She was incredibly wet, and there was no resistance at all. She was practically humping my fingers. The door opened, and I jerked my hand away like some kid caught in the candy jar or some kid caught looking at his dad’s playboy. She gave a little whimper as if she was very disappointed.

I took her hand and led her down the hall to our room. I was fumbling with the damn plastic key card as she ran her hands all over my back.

“Hurry up, or I’ll have to do you in the hall,” she jokingly snapped. “I need to feel you in me.”

“Damn card.”

“Someone’s had too much to drink.” It was Lee; he’d just gotten off the elevator and was walking past us to his room.

Fuck you, I thought to myself. I’m going to get what you can only dream about. There, the card was in. The door was opening. I grabbed her hand and pulled her inside. Carol grabbed the doorframe, and I stopped dead. She pulled me back to the door and stuck her head out and yelled.

“Lee, come here a minute.”

My heart leapt, and my mouth suddenly was very dry. What the hell was she doing? Lee came back to the door, and I felt this pit in my stomach. She grabbed his hand and pulled him inside.

“Come in,” and she closed the door.

Lee looked at me like, “What the fuck?”

I looked back as if to say, “Don’t ask me.”

She pulled off my jacket and led me over to the couch. “Sit down, and don’t move.”

I sat.

 
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