Nashville Nights
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I wrapped my arms around her and didn’t think about anything but the joy of kissing my wife for a little while. My hands moved down to her ass and gave it a squeeze.
Gina had an ass that was worth squeezing, and I wanted to make sure that I squeezed it as much as I could. She moaned into my mouth as I gave her ass that massage, and when it was over she looked up at me with the biggest set of “fuck me” eyes I think I’d ever seen.
We’re talking those were eyes that were even more full of lust than the girls in the front row who were looking to get a gander at the bulge in the front of my tight jeans, and that was saying something considering how much some of those wannabe groupies wanted me.
“You know you’re the only girl for me,” I said. “You’ll always be the only girl for me.”
She reached down and pawed at that bulge in the front of my tight jeans. If anything the lust in her eyes only got more pronounced as she did it. Oh yeah, she was turned on by something.
I had no idea what that something might be, but she was turned on. Which immediately set off a stirring in my stomach.
Because I knew my wife. I knew what got her this hot and bothered. I knew that if there was something getting her this hot and bothered then there was probably something that was going to have me getting all hot and bothered very soon.
“Are you being naughty tonight?” I asked.
“You know it baby,” she said.
She grabbed me by the hand and pulled me along through the crowd. We didn’t even have the usual people asking us if we wanted to join them for a night out or anything this time around. No, everyone on the tour knew that when my wife was pulling me through the backstage area like this then they’d better get the fuck out of the way because we needed to get back to the tour bus soon!
Sure there were a few smiles and snickers, but that was as far as it went. Most everyone was busy getting out of our way because they didn’t want to get between Gina and the tour bus.
We tried to be nice to all the people on the tour. I didn’t forget where I’d come from, for all that I was filthy rich these days. Still, the meltdown from the one time Gina had been stopped from getting me back to the bus had been epic enough that everyone stayed out of the way.
Finally we reached the bus and she pulled me in, slamming the door behind me and pressing her lips against me.
She didn’t waste any time pressing her hand against my cock again. I was actually worried that the door might fly open. Supposedly these things were supposed to be nice and sturdy, but I couldn’t shake the vision of a pop up camper my grandparents had when I was younger that had a flimsy door that would fly open if you so much as sneezed at the thing.
I’d thought that was the most amazing camper in the world at the time. It had nothing on this monstrosity that cost a couple million dollars, but in my memory it was a lot bigger than the tour bus we were tooling around in these days.
Gina pulled away from the kiss and smiled at me. Again it was one of those smiles that seemed to promise that she had something up her sleeve.
I loved it when she had something up her sleeve. Her having something up her sleeve usually meant I was about to have a hell of a good evening.
“What are you up to?” I asked.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” she said, still rubbing her hand against my cock. Then she pushed her fingers inside my jeans and I groaned as my eyes rolled into the back of my head.
Then she was pulling her fingers out before she could really get going. Oh yeah, she was being a little tease tonight, and I loved that she was being a dirty little tease tonight.
“Come on,” she said. “You’re gonna love this one.”
She pulled me up the stairs and into the tour bus proper. That’s when I got a good look at the dude sitting at the table. I stopped and stared at Gina, a goofy grin spreading across my face as I did.
I’d hoped she’d have something good planned for tonight, but I’d never expected it would be something like this!
We’d had our fun since the incident with Ray Bob, but we always had to be careful about it. There were a lot of people who were willing to get drunk and have a good time among our fans, but this was also one of those music genres where you had to be a little careful about paying lip service to the whole family thing.
Basically if the news came out that I occasionally liked sharing my insanely hot wife with other men then it might be bad news. So we had to keep everything on the down low when we had this kind of fun, but I figured that didn’t matter all that much.
If anything it only made it hotter that we were having this kind of fun on the down low.
“His name is Craig, and he’s your present for the Chicago leg of the tour,” Gina said, walking across the bus to a guy who looked about her type. Which is to say he looked like a younger version of me. He had a cowboy hat on that told me he was one of our fans.
“Nice to meet you Craig,” I said, tipping my own hat at him.
“You’re fucking serious?” he said, looking between me and Gina like he couldn’t believe how lucky he was.
I looked the guy over. He looked so young. Which wasn’t saying all that much considering how young me and Gina were, but I guess there was a wide gulf between the time before when we’d been on our own against the world trying to make it and the time now when we’d obviously made it.
“We’re totally fucking serious,” I said. “You know my wife, right?”
“What kind of guy doesn’t know your wife, man?” he asked, looking her up and down with an obvious hunger in his eyes that never failed to get my cock nice and hard.
“Do you have her poster over your bed in your dorm room or something?” I asked.
“Maybe,” he said.
I blinked, surprised that he was serious about that. I was well aware that my wife’s poster graced a lot of walls. It turns out Ray Bob had plans for her and for me, and she’d become sort of an icon of country music sex appeal with posters that would’ve made a normal man blush knowing it was his wife doing that.
Of course I wasn’t a normal man. The thought that there were millions of cocks getting hard looking at my wife wearing practically nothing except a stetson, some shorts that could’ve been painted on, and an unbuttoned blouse that showed off everything without quite revealing anything, only served to make my own cock rock fucking hard.
“So are you going to have some fun with her or what?” I asked.
Craig looked at Gina like he couldn’t believe this was happening. Honestly there was a huge part of me that only got more turned on knowing we were fulfilling one hell of a fantasy for this guy. He still looked star struck as he pressed his hands against her tits and gave them a feel.
I knew that had to be fulfilling one hell of a fantasy for the kid. Though he wasn’t really a kid, for all that he looked like he was probably still in college. My cock was rock hard as I watched Gina doing her thing.
She was pretty adept at seducing people these days. It helped that she was so well known by now that she could have any guy she wanted, but at the end of the day she was always coming back to me.
I grinned as she leaned down and pressed her lips against his. She threw a leg over him and then she was grinding her pussy against his cock. Oh yeah, that was the fucking stuff.
We were so rich by now that we could spend our old annual income on a daily basis and still not run out of money for decades, and we had no intention of doing that. I was world famous now. We ran in the kinds of circles that we only could’ve dreamed of once upon a time.
But the only thing that really mattered out of all of that was that I had Gina with me. That was something that’d been proved time and again as we had these little moments of fun and she came back to me at the end.
And as I watched her doing her thing with this guy I couldn’t help but think how glorious it was that I had my beautiful wife who loved fucking other men for me. I sure as shit couldn’t wait for the show she was going to give me tonight
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