MiamiMark - Club Hopping

Club Hopping

By: MiamiMark

My fiancée and I were now about 4 to 5 months away from our wedding and she had already made several remarks about wanting to stop being with other guys before the wedding and I completely respected that decision as we both said we would quit when either one of us felt it time. It killed me thinking we wouldn’t be doing all this since it was quickly becoming the most exciting thing I had experienced.

I had talked to Rick about her decision and he also seemed a little bummed but quickly changed the subject into taking advantage of the time we had left. In that conversation I was a bit nervous but told him that watching them at the movie theater (previous encounter) from across the theater was very exciting. Even more thrilling was that he took control of her in the bathroom and got her to do something behind my back by him not wearing a condom and as strange as it sounds, I loved it, especially because she never told me about it.

He asked me if I wanted him to be more aggressive and in control and I just about screamed, “Yes!!!” Just writing this down brings me back to that moment of absolute excitement. We started to plan out some things and he quickly went on line to do some shopping (with my credit card).

The next weekend he called to invite us out to hit the club scene. Although Cindy and I don’t often do the party scene, we thought it might be fun. He then asked me to put Cindy on the phone and when they hung up she told me that he ‘requested’ she wear something short, a garter belt and no bra. I asked her if she was going to and she said why not.

We picked him up on the way and as he locked up his door, he gave Cindy a little gold chain with nipple clamps and told her to put it on. She looked at it and had no idea where it went so he explained it to her. She lifted her little white top up and fiddled with it a bit until it was on. There she was with her black skirt, white skin, pink nipples, and a chain draped from one nipple to the other. She lowered her shirt and we were off.

We went from club to club that night and I always stayed far behind. I walked behind them, watched them from afar, and never really interacted with them. Rick acted the whole night like she was with him and I loved it. He would give her little kisses and I laughed when he would try to make out and she pulled away. I guess she really thought I didn’t know they already kissed passionately (one of our no-no rules).

He would dance up tight with her and grope her once in a while. As they drank more and more, they would get closer and more provocative on the dance floor. One club we went to had couches everywhere and it was really dark. People were everywhere and almost every couch was taken up by young lovers touching and kissing as if no one was around. It wasn’t long before Cindy and Rick found one open spot and he sat down with her on his lap, straddling him as she faced him.

It was hot to see her black stockings around his thighs with just a bit of the garter belt peaking under the skirt. She just sat there looking at him as he looked up at her. His hands just caressed her hips and waist and then he reached her legs and started to rub her thighs under the skirt. It was tough to see much it was that dark and I wasn’t right next to them.