Cock teaser goes beyond

Roberta Hodson strolled through the doors of “Rocky’s Rocking Roadhouse” and surveyed the scene. It was a good crowd, and she started sizing up her potential targets. She saw a hot looking blonde guy over by the bar, umm, he looked like he’d be a lot of fun. She watched for a few minutes, just to make sure he didn’t have a date to mess up her plans.

Roberta was 40, and her husband Greg was the same age. Greg was a cardiothoracic surgeon, and Roberta was a real estate agent. They’d been married for 15 years, and they’d found a great way to spice up their marriage. Roberta loved to tease, and Greg found it to be a turn-on to watch her tease well built, hot young studs. They’d found Rocky’s to be a great place to find hot young studs, and they were in there 3 to 4 times a week. She loved to get close to them, watch the hard, horny bulges developing. She pull them onto the dance floor, and grind against them, feeling their cocks stiffen even more. When he suggested they leave, she’d excuse herself to go to the bathroom. A couple of the guys that had gotten suspicious, she’d stripped off her panties, placing them in his hand, and giggled that she’d be right back for her panties, and him. Then, after ducking into the bathroom, she creep out, step out the exit that was just down the hall, and her husband would be waiting in the parking lot. On the drive home, all Roberta could think about was the young stud with the hard cock, how she’d teased him, and left him with a pair of aching balls. The ones that she’d left panties with, really drove her crazy, thinking about them going home, smelling her scent, and stroking off with her panties wrapped around his cock. When they got home, she be like a wildcat, they’d fuck and suck wildly, marathon sessions that lasted until they finally collapsed, sated for the time being.

Her husband Greg entered, and she saw him look her up and down, smiling. She knew she looked hot. Her natural blonde hair was cut in a short shag style, and it was hidden under a wig of long, red curls. She was wearing a set of glasses, not because she needed them to see better, the glass was non prescription, but to disguise her appearance. She was wearing a padded bra and a set of falsies. Instead of her usual 34 B chest, she was puffed up to a 38 DD. She had on a tight leather miniskirt, and a tight top that accentuated the swollen, fake melons underneath. She had half a dozen wigs, 5 pairs of glasses, and she never went into Rocky’s without a wig and glasses. She loved to tease, but she needed to keep her appearance changing each time. And, since the guys would be focused on how stiff their cocks were, and those big 38DDs right in front of their eyes, they wouldn’t remember too much about her facial features, which would be changed next time, by a different wig and a different set of glasses.

After 5 minutes, with no sight of a wife or girlfriend joining him, she looked at her husband, nodded towards the blonde haired guy at the bar. He smiled, mouthed the phrase “go for it.” She then made a beeline for him, and took the vacant seat right next to him. He looked at her, then he looked again, a smile filling his face.

Roberta looked him over, oh yeah, perfect, nordic blonde hair and deep blue eyes, ummm, a wonderful smile, nicely proportioned, looks like he worked out, but wasn’t some over pumped bodybuilder type. She guessed him to be 20 – 25 years old, perfect.

Roberta said, “Hi, I’m Cathy, could you buy me a drink?”

He replied, “Funny, I was just about to ask you if I could! Tim Mackenson, at your service!”