The sexy pool lesson in the pub had come to abrupt end when the landlord shouted the traditional and familiar phrase 'Time gentlemen please' - it was closing time. Jake and Ben who had been awestruck by Millie's sexy behaviour had not had time for their brains to process the unexpected delights of watching the daring housewife bending low over the pool table in her short skirt and letting her blouse become unbuttoned. In fact Millie's husband Joe had been more than surprised by his wife's unplanned antics.
Now, stepping out into the cool late evening air of the small coastal fishing town they all felt regret that the fun was over. Feeling it prudent not to mention how things almost got out of hand, nothing was said about the sex. Maybe Joe was now a bit embarrassed about letting his wife show herself off and let the men touch her.
'Where's the cottage you've rented,' Jake asked Joe, 'Are we walking in the same direction.'
'We're down toward the harbour, in a courtyard along one of the old cobbled streets - two very old fisherman's cottages, knocked into one and modernised.'
'I think I know the one you mean,' Jake said, giving the name of the street.
'That's the one, yes,' Joe answered.
'We live in the same direction, shall we walk together?'
They all set off down the hill making innocent small-talk. Millie too joined in the chat. The boatmen found it hard to believe this same wife had almost brought them to the point of ejaculating less than half an hour ago. When they reached the point where the holiday cottage was situated the men bid goodnight and thanked the couple for a great evening.
Spontaneously, Joe made a suggestion. 'Would you both like to come back to the cottage for the last drink? I haven't got much, cans of beer and a bottle of whisky.'
Jake and Ben looked enquiringly at each other, and then nodded, accepting the offer. Though not expecting this to happen, both wondered what going back to the cottage might lead to; they felt a tinge of expectancy and excitement.
Entering the cottage, the men were urged to take off their jackets and make themselves comfortable; Joe, handed them beers, and in a hurry to get things going offered them whisky chasers, which they accepted. The guys too, showed their nervous anticipation.
How very tense the atmosphere was, like the men were waiting for Millie to make some move, while she hoped Joe or the men would set the ball rolling; neither was happening. It seemed the sexual charge was no longer present.
'You two really are a fun couple,' Ben said. 'Can I ask if you are members of any swinging clubs?'
Millie blurted out the truth.
'We're not what we seem I'm afraid,' she began. 'The way I acted in the pub is not the usual way I behave - we behave. Let's say we had an urge to try something a bit wild; we've never done any swinging or wife-swapping.'
Joe backed her up.
'Millie is right. A few weeks ago I suggested to my wife it would be fun if she dressed more revealing and teased men. Truth is, one night recently at a club things went further than we anticipated after we both - mainly Millie - had far too much to drink. Two very extrovert guys pushed Millie's boundaries; in short, it stopped just short of sex. We had another episode on the beach road when some guys were taking off their wet suits and Millie gave them a show.
'We decided that we were getting carried away so cooled it down. But tonight, again probably due to the drink, Millie let her hair down. I admit I invited you back here hoping to see Millie let her hair down even more. You've probably both gathered that I have a fetish for indulging in a bit of wife watching - I suppose I hoped that I'd get to see her perform with you both - truth is, it's only ever been a fantasy. But I respect that my wife has had second thoughts. We have brought you here on a false premise - led you to believe that sex with Millie was on offer. For that I apologise.'
Millie took over.
'I guess on the other times Joe mentioned, the fact we were in a public place meant I had sort of a safety valve - I had an excuse to call a halt if I lost my nerve. You see, I've never actually had full sex with another man. Knowing that in here, where complete privacy means that I have to put up or shut up has made me lose my nerve. I can flash my body outside but strangely in the privacy of our cottage, where I expected to be more relaxed the opposite has happened. I can't take the lead and invite you to 'come and fuck me'.
Shit!' Jake declared, 'Your fucking honesty about this is to be admired.' Ben nodded in agreement. 'I'll be honest now. I won't pretend that I'm not gutted that I won't get to fuck you - and I'm sure Ben is too - though we might both be apprehensive about performing in front of each other.'
There were laughs and giggles all round that cut the tension and lightened the situation.
'You have an amazing body Millie and I would have loved to have had sex with you, just watching you in the pub almost made me cum. Actually, we've already had a great time tonight.'
The intense conversation rolled on, sometimes serious, interspersed with witty comments and laughter. As the drink flowed the atmosphere became less serious. Millie saw Jake looking between her legs and realised, without knowing, she had let her short skirt ride up far enough to show her stocking tops. Now everything was out in the open there was no need for pretence - or indeed discretion.
'Look,' Jake said, 'Even that flash of stocking tops has got me hard!'
Millie gave one of her sexy giggles that turned on all three men.
'I suppose there's no harm in giving you a little more to look at now we've cleared the air,' Millie said.
Her lewd dirty smirk was capable of arousing any man. Very slowly she tugged her skirt all the way up her thighs, right up to her belly, but she was unaware that the gusset of her flimsy panties had folded into her cunt slit.
'Is that better?' she sighed, not realising how much she was showing.
Joe openly rubbed his crotch, then Ben, seeing how much the husband was aroused, helped by amount of the alcohol consumed and the sex laden conversation, took that as a sign that it was okay to unfasten his trousers and take out his very erect cock; the man was very well endowed.
