Autumn last year, hubby and I went on a night out, nothing special, just wanted a night out, have some cocktails and maybe I can get on the dance floor. Well, it turned out to be not such a straight forward night after all.

Hubby is now in his 40's, 5'7 in height, light brown short hair, nice body and a great bum. I am in my late 30's, 5'5 in height, shoulder length brown hair, B cup boobs, a lovely bum and nice curves.

We started to get ready for out night out while having a cheeky drink, it's got to be done right. Hubby wore jeans and a nice checked shirt. I wore a black leather mini skirt, a red sleeveless top that had a neckline that went down between my boobs, but didn't show too much unless I bent over, I also put on a black chocker neckless that would go with my black heels and black skirt. I will also say that I had on a small red thong and a lacy red bra underneath.

However just as we were getting ready to walk out of the house, hubby had a surprise for me, he gave me a box to unwrap. I unwrapped it, it was a we-vibe remote control vibrator, now we had spoken about these before but we have never had one. He kissed me on the lips and then said "put it in", I really wasn't sure which my face must have said, because before I actually said anything he took the box and opened it, taking the vibrator out and handing it to me while he held the remote.

"Doesn't it need charging before we can use it?" I said.

"I have already charged it Hun" he said with a smile.

So even though I was unsure about putting this in, I hitched up my mini skirt and lowered my red thong and then inserted one end of the U shaped vibrator so that it slid in and was up against my G spot. The other end of the U was on my clit. At this point I will say that I am way more of a clit girl as far as orgasms, so I knew he had made a wise choice with this vibrator with it having a focus on my clit as well as G spot.

I pulled up my thong, lowered my skirt and smiled at hubby, "ready" I said.

With that he gave the remote a press... Oh My God... it felt amazing. Hubby could tell it was pushing all the right buttons in my pussy, he then told me it has 10 modes, and turned it off.

"Right lets get going and catch the bus" he said

"10 modes!" I said.

"Yeah, and that was just the first" he said putting the remote in his pocket while grabbing my hand and heading out the front door.

I knew that it was going to be an interesting night.

The way in was not very eventful as we grabbed a seat on the 7.55pm bus which had a number of people on it heading into town for a night out.

When we arrived we headed to our favourite cocktail bar, which featured in my first story, and sat on some stalls at the bar. We ordered our cocktails, 2 for 1, and the night of drinking, laughing and fun began. At this point I had got used to the feeling of having something in me and all but forgotten about the vibrator.

As the night rolled on we both were getting more drunk on cocktails, as you can imagine. The only time I would be reminded that I had the vibrator in me when when I went to the toilet, and when I came back hubby would always feel me to check I had put it back in and give it a little buzz.

Later in the night we decided to head to a local club. The vibe was very different there, we had come from a quite chilled but busy cocktail bar, into a rammed club that was very loud with a dance floor full of people of all sorts of ages. We found a chest high table to stand by and hubby got the drinks, not cocktails, just rum and cokes if I remember right.

We danced and drank and soon felt at home in the club, all the while getting more and more drunk and hubby still not using the vibrator. I remember thinking that he has forgotten about it, which I was pleased about given where we were. I didn't want to deal with that while surrounded by strangers, I then remember thinking I bet he will do it on the walk home or in a taxi.

After a dance we found another table to stand by and hubby went to get what we had decided was our last drink, I don't know what the time was at this point, but very late. I was just looking on my phone, not sure at what, then I head a voice "Rach... Rach!" and before I know it a drunk guy was hugging me. It was Steve, he owns a small business that I do the books for once a week...

Steve is around 5'11, well build with short salt and pepper hair with stubble. He is in his early 50's and has been in the army and knows how to handle himself I would say, he is a lovely guy and he has been good fun to work for over that last 5ish years. Sadly he lost his wife a couple of years ago so I always want to make sure he is ok. Every Wednesday evening I head over to his workshop and work in the office sorting the business affairs out while he worked away. No nothing has ever happened between us and I have never wanted anything to happen, he may have had thoughts though, and I know some of his clients have as they and Steve have told me.

Anyway back to what happened...

Steve gave me a kiss on the cheek and asked how I was and if I was here alone, which I then told him that hubby was just getting us drinks. He was happy to see me and it turns out he was now out by himself and was just about to go before he saw me. We chatted for a bit and then hubby cam back and we chatted some more before Steve said "so are we dancing then?" while he was looking at me. "If you want" I said, while not being sure if I could while being so drunk. Steve then put his arm around me and I looked at hubby blowing him a kiss while Steve and I walked the few yards to where everyone was dancing.

We started off just drunken dancing enjoying the music but we slowly got closer due to people pushing and just more people wanting to dance. Before long Steve had his hands on my hips and his hands began to drift around my leather mini skirt. He then span me around and I... started to grind my bum into his crotch... I blame the drink. However I could feel a reaction between his legs, and it felt good... then I felt a buzz between my legs.

I look over to hubby who was watching and smiling while drinking his drink.

Steve had now pushed right up against me and had his hands around my front drifting between my skirt and just below my boobs, he was probably looking down my top as well. The buzzing then changed to a deeper rhythmical buzz. I put my head back and rested it on Steve as the buzzing started to take hold. He kissed my neck and continued the griding that I started a minute ago.

At this point I didn't know what to do. I was on a busy dance floor drunk, with my drunk boss and friend who I have known for years and will continue to know and work with on a one to one basis. He had his hands all over me and I was quickly heading towards an orgasm from a vibrator that only my hubby knew about, and he was the one in control.

Steve span me around again and I berried my face into his chest trying to control myself while his hands are now on my bum and his cock is big and hard up against my stomach. I start to moan and hold onto him... Then the buzzing stops.

I couldn't believe it, I was full of so many feelings. I wanted to cum but felt helpless and embarrassed knowing I was so close while holding onto Steve. Slowly I started to come down and again I was very aware of his big hard cock.

"I think we should go for a sit down" I said as best I could into his ear.

We headed back to the table and Steve left us alone while he went to the toilet. Hubby then asked if he had crossed the line...

My normal answer would be yes however something felt different and this question was not as easy to answer as I thought it would be. I felt embarrassed, but kind of liked it, the shame of the possibility of Steve knowing what I sounded like when I orgasmed, the power it would give him over me. While trying to answer this I felt myself getting turned on, is this really what I wanted?

"No, I enjoyed it" I said.

"I bet Steve did as well hun" hubby said.

"I know he did" I said while smiling.

"what do you mean?" he said.

"When dancing I could feel his hard cock up against me" I said feeling a little shy and I was definitely feeling the evenings drink catching up with me.

At that moment Steve appeared looking extremely drunk (we all were), it was clear it was time we called it a night and left the club. Hubby finished his drink and we all made our way outside. Hubby asked Steve if he would be ok with sharing a taxi to his and we would walk home from there. Steve agreed, and to be honest at this point walking that far wasn't really a very good idea. We jumped in a taxi and 10 minutes later we were waiting while Steve struggled to open his front door.

Once inside Steve and hubby sat on his sofa while I got some water from the kitchen... then the buzzing started... Oh My God! it felt so good as I leant against the kitchen side... then it stopped. I needed to get back into the living room to get hubby and leave so I could finally have this orgasm. I entered the living room... the buzzing started again... I was frozen in place in front of hubby and Steve.

"Come and sit down hun" said hubby while moving so I could sit next to Steve.

I slowly sat down and Steve put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close kissing my head as we pretty much laid on the sofa and hubby got up and sat in the armchair not far away. I was breathing heavy and I could see Steve was hard, which was impressive for how much he must have drunk.

I could feel my orgasm building, I was so wet and the vibrations felt electric. I was forgetting where I was, who I was with, I just wanted to orgasm. I leaned even more into Steve closing my eyes and starting to moan. The buzzing wasn't stopping, in fact it changed to a new rhythm, it felt so good. "Suck my cock Rach", I opened my eyes and looked at him, and nodded. I undid his belt and jeans, his big cock was then unleashed, I remember being impressed. I started to kiss it before taking as much as I could in my mouth while wanking him at the same time. We were now both moaning and both close to cumming.

Steve came first and I swallowed, I kept my lips on his cock until I then climaxed, it was amazing. The buzzing stopped. At that moment I didn't care who I was with.

We laid there for what felt like hours but must have been only a minute. Then hubby got up and helped me up while Steve put his cock away. I couldn't get out of there quick enough, the reality of the situation and who he was was beginning to override the orgasm and alcohol. We stepped outside and before we got a couple of meter form the door Steve called hubby back and said "don't forget this" and handed him the control.

I couldn't believe it, Steve was the one with the control who made me cum. By boss, my employer, my older friend, the guy I am going to see every Wednesday evening, my head was spinning.

Once we got home hubby fucked me and I had yet another orgasm.

Hubby loved what happened that evening, he liked having that power over me and then being able to give that power to someone else, and to be honest I did as well. So far nothing more has happened between Steve and I however he does like letting me know that I sucked his cock and swallowed as well as making and hearing me orgasm.

We have used the vibrator since and Steve wants me to wear it to work...