This was 7 yrs ago when we first moved to the US. So i would have been 37 at the time.

My husband had a friend from High College thaT he had reconnected with shortly after we moved to the US. The friend was a promoter and invited us to a Halloween Party at a club he was working with. we aren’t normally club going people, but it was gonna be a fully catered event with a DJ, EDM music (which i love) and prize give aways and drawings for people who come dressed up in a costume. Not one to pass up a chance to dress up in latex in public and not be looked upon badly, I was all for it. Plus my husband’s friend had given us VIP passes and there was Free Food. So the whole event would cost us nothing.

We didn’t want to miss our Daughters’ first time trick or treating so we stayed with them until about 9pm and then left them with my mother in law. After getting our costumes on we headed to the club. I was dressed in my go to costume, a Black latex zip front catsuit, large boots, a leather corset and a long black trench coat. This was topped of with a black wig to hide my red hair so I looked like Selene from UNDERWORLD. My husband wore blue scrubs and a name badge that said “Michael Corvin”.

We got to the venue a little after 10pm, so things were still getting warmed up. My guess is that being in my late 30’s and my husband in his 40’s, other than my husband’s friend and the club owner, we were by far the oldest people there.

My husband spent a lot of time talking with and helping his friend with the promotion and activities during the night. I spent some time talking with the owner until his wife arrived dressed as Princess Diana in an elegant gown and small diadem, then spent much of my time hanging out with and talking to her. She and I ventured down to the dance floor several times and danced and laughed. As a non drinker I at all times had my whits about me and noticed several times as people ran their hands over my latex covers arms and legs. looking around i could never tell who it was because there were so many people pressed in to the space, but at the same time I didn’t mine either as i discover anonymous touches (in the right way) very arousing.

As the night went on and the party got going (and people loosened up with alcohol) the touching became more frequent and more bold. I had one woman (maybe in her mid 20’s) come up to me and ask if she could feel my outfit. She had at all times loved the look of latex but never owned any. By this time I had taken off the coat as it had gotten to warm form all the people and dancing. So there was more latex to see. She started by touching my arm at the wrist, going up the elbow, tracing over my shoulder and down over my corset pinned breast. She left her hand over my breast and looked at me and smiled. “This feels really nice”, she said with a wink. As I was saying thank you, Lady Diana appeared and pulled me to the dance floor.

After another song or two I needed to use the restroom, so I left her on the floor and worked my way over to the Ladies. My husband was at the staging area still helping his friend, which was near the hall that let to the toilet. he glanced up and saw me coming and got a big smile on his face.

Right then I felt a hand grab mine and stop me. Looking at my hand I saw that it was being held by a larger hand and followed the had up to the the body and eventually the face of a young man (later learned he was 23) who was about six foot three inches, with a very toned body and dark black, smooth skin with a sheen of sweat on it. He wore a red basketball jersey and shorts.

He was very bold and straight forward. “where you going baby, I was hoping you would dance with me so you could feel a little black latex on black skin….”

His boldness really took me back, but at the same time turned me on. He had an amazing body and i love taller men.

“… then maybe a little one on one?”

The last line was a little corny and lost me. I hate corny pick up lines

“I was just on my way to talk to my husband”

That deflated my would be suitor. but he never let go of my hand, I think he forgot he was holding me.

Just then I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see my husband step up behind me. My husband bent and kissed me on the cheek. “Who is you friend”, he asked and told him it ws someone who wanted to dance with me.

to this my husband responded with a devilish smile, “With the way he has been sneaking touches of your body all night, I think he has more than dancing on his mind”

My would be suitors eyes looked like a cartoon. big and bulging out of his head, he had been caught by my husband.

Then what happend next floored me. My husband reached over me and extended his arm to the man and handed him a key. “The office upstairs is apparently empty, don’t touch anything and don’t leave a mess, clean up when your done and bring me the key”

Then he kissed me, told me to have fun and went back to the staging area.

I had no words, I couldn’t move and I didn’t know what to say, my husband had just handed me to a stranger who had apparently been touching me and almost fondling me all night. My would be suitor also stood there, confusion on his face.

Finally he looked at me and just asked “Is He Serious?!”

I said “Ja, he does that. But i have to pee first” and headed to the toilets.

When I finally came out of the ladies, my suitor was still standing there. not moving, even though the music was going and people were dancing all around him.

Now relieved of my urgency and having time to process the suddenness and surprise of the situation, I saw my young suitor in a new light. He really was quite attractive and very athletic looking. and i do love a muscular, tone man. With new energy and a growing interest thanks to not only my husbands boldness but my young suitors initial boldness, I approached him and reached a hand under his shorts, “lets see what you possess”

he responded again with “Are you people Serious?!”

Feeling impressed by what my hand found, I squeezed and said “yes, lets go”

in a daze he followed me up to the office. I had to take the key from him and open the door, and pulled him in to the room. Still having a difficult time believing what was going on, i walked past him and closed the door, making sure to lock it. and Still my new friend did nothing.

To try and pull him out of his daze, I moved in front of him reached out and pulled his shorts down. Still nothing from him. So i reached up and spandex shorts he had on exposing his penis to me.

Still he didn’t move.

I was happy to see he had a good size to him. Not record breaking, but it would feel good if he ever woke up. It was still soft but had promise in its girth. He was clean shaven, likely in hopes of getting a Halloween treat tonight. I knelt down in front of him and began to inspect him and roll his cok and balls in my hands. This was to check for any tell tell signs of ‘cooties’ (as my husband calls them) and to hopefully wake him up. Everything looked good upon close inspection so I got more vigorous in my handling of his equipment. i was about to give up and escort him out of the office when i felt a twitch in my had and could feel him start to stiffen.

Finally getting a reaction I leaned forward and took his tip into my mouth and began to trace my tongue around the head of his cok. This made him suddenly gasp for air followed by a slow exhale of “Oh damn!” My Suitor had come back to life.

By this point i had one hand on his cok, one on his balls and my mouth on his girthy tip. I continued to work him and felt him push more into my mouth as he got hard. i continued to work him for several minutes until I felt those familiar twitches and thrusts that he was getting close. So I stopped and stood up and walked over to the desk. The desk was fairly clean and organized, so i only had to move a couple of folders to make a place for me to sit on it. I reached down under my legs to my ass and found the zip and pulled it towards the front of my catsuit. i rarely wear underwear when I wear a catsuit for ease of gonna the bathroom, but also ease of access for activities like this, so as the zip came forward and the suit parted, my naked skin and womanly folds were exposed to him.

i leaned back on the desk and said it was time for him to return the favor. He hesitated for a second and then finally caught on, moving towards the desk and kneeling between my spread legs. My boots were think and heavy, so i moved my legs and rested thm on this broad shoulder as he dove in with his tongue and fingers.

I wish i could say he had amazing talents, but i can not. I had to tell him to calm down and keep it to two fingers and not try for the whole hand. He took instruction well and eventually found a rhythm that worked and had me feeling very good. The beat and bass from the music also had the room vibrating which i could feel in the desk, so that helped too.

finally feeling wet and ready for my suitor, I pushed his head back and slid off the desk. Reaching into the pocket of my coat I pulled out a condom and handed it to him. and told him to put it on. He tried to protest, So i reached for my zip. He conceded and put the condom on.

i turned and put my hands on the desk and pushed my ass out at him. He didn’t hesitate and pushed all the way into me. Oh the blessing and the curse that is the vigor of youth. It felt a little uncomfortable at first, but after that initial thrust, he was nice enough to hold still and let me settle in to it. i told him to begin slow, but go all the way in and he did good at following instruction. He proceeded to fill me with long slow strokes, drawing all the way out to the ridge of his head and then pushing back in a long slow motion until i felt his hips press against my body. long draw in, long draw out. He was perfect with his patients and he was getting rewarded for it. He had me moaning loudly in a couple minutes and pushing my ass back t meet him and try to take him deeper with each stroke into me.

My corset had a hidden zip front so I zipped it off and let it fall to the floor, this made for easier breathing as well as freeing more of my breasts. He obliged by reaching up and filling his hands with my latex clad breasts and squeezing the, feeling the nipples through the rubbery confines and pinching them. By this point he had me panting and thrusting back hard to meet his cok and he got the hint and began to move faster and pushing me more forcefully into the desk. He pushed my forward until my chest and face were flat on the desk and put his large hand in the middle of my back holding me down, and began to just pound into my squelching pussy. The noises my body was making at this point were obscene. a mixture of sweat and juices that responded to every thrust. If not for the loud music and heavy bass, the whole club would have heard my moans and calls for him to push deeper and harder.

i could feel my building orgasm and just relaxed my body and take me. My body seized and stiffened and my leggs began to shake. If he didn’t have me pinned to the desk with his hand, i would have fallen. He never let up in his assault on pussy as my orgasm took me and it felt like it lasted forever. I was tingling all over like a foot that had fallen asleep and was panting for air as the orgasm subsided and passed through me.

He started to let out a primal grunt as he continued thrusting into me and I knew he was getting close. i freed my arm from underneath my pinned body and reached back between my legs and found his ball sack began to scratch it with my long, black painted nails. This sudden sensation threw him off his rhythm for a couple thrusts but his primal grunts got louder and he was practically moving the desk as he continued to drive into me.

I grazed his balls with my finger nails again and felt him slam into me, pushing me into the desk. I could fill his cok, swell and twitch as he came, his own orgasm sending his body into spasm. The feel of his cok twitching pushed me over the edge and i had a small orgasm as he held himself deep with in me.

as his climax ended, he didn’t move, which meant I was stuck. He was again in his daze. finally i asked if I could stand up, snapping out of it, he apologized and let me up. We proceeded to clean up and redress and put things back the way we found them. The whole time him just muttering to himself “Damn!”

before he pulled his shorts up, I had taken his cok into my hands and slowly and carefully pulled the condom from his spent cok. i dipped a finger into it, raised the finger to my mouth and sucked on it. getting another long “DAAAMMMNNNN!” from him. smiling I tied the condom off and handed it to him and told him to dispose of it in the mens.

Fully dressed and recomposed, we left and locked the office and made our way to the dance floor. I kissed him on the cheek (our first kiss) and said ‘thank you’ and walked over to discover my husband.

I tapped hubby on the shoulder and held out the key.

NSFW: yes