This takes place early in our relationship not long after we were married. She loved the freedom of finding new men and the way I encouraged her to go out and play. It was rare for me to be with her when she did but I did get to watch the seduction quite often then watch as she walked away hand in hand with her new friend. Then, I could hardly wait for her to come to me after being thoroughly used and satisfied by her new man or men. When she would return she would be on fire and loved giving me all the details as I took her back.
This is about her first time going on an actual date which was something new and we found to be exciting.
This has been an awesome weekend. My wife and I started off with a bang. Friday night we went to a club out of town that we frequent sometimes when she is feeling a little frisky. She likes to dress casual and sexy at the same time. She particularly likes short skirts with thigh highs and a garter. Her blouse always has the option of less buttons to show her 36DD gorgeous breasts. She uses the option of less buttons and more breasts very often.
Back to Friday night. We got to the bar and there was a great band playing some slow dance music mixed in with some old rock and roll. We found a small table for four close to the dance floor but in a corner out of the way.
The place seemed to be full of construction workers as the area had a lot of construction because of a recent storm. She was in flirt heaven. I made it a habit to get up often and get her fresh drinks or go to the restroom. She loves letting me watch as she plays. I love nothing more than having the pleasure of watching her as she spins her web and captures her man or men for her pleasure and my viewing enjoyment. I enjoyed watching while I was away from her to watch as she drew attention from so many of the men available. As I would go for drinks, because of the crowd I ended up leaving her alone at the table quite a lot. Someone would always ask her to dance or would be standing at the table every time I arrived back at our table.
When I arrived with her 3rd drink there was a young fellow sitting at the table and she must have been impressed by him because she had apparently invited him to join her at the table. He had taken the seat on her side of the table next to the wall. As I sat down I noticed that he had his left hand on her leg above her stocking top and was playing with one of the garter straps that somehow had exposed itself just above the stocking top. Just a careless move on her part I'm sure.
When she turned to me to make introductions he smiled and shook my hand yet never moved his hand from her leg. It is hard to explain the arousal of that situation unless you have been there. She enjoys letting me see her flirt so freely. She likes the bold ones. She later told me she had explained to him how much I liked watching her flirt. This seemed like a little beyond flirting but it was also hot as hell that he never tried to hide his hand unless he was trying to hide it under her skirt. We started talking about where everybody was from and it turned out that he was to be in town for just about another week with his work partner finishing up on a contract. He was very polite and asked if we would mind if his partner could join us in a couple of drinks She immediately answered him by saying
"Please, do have him join us."
He called his partner who was sitting a couple of tables away and introduced us all. I now learned his name was Darrell. He introduced his buddy as James. He never moved his hand away from her thigh and told him to come sit with us. James was standing beside Darrell and I knew he could see at least where his partner's hand was. By this time she had covered his hand with hers but had not attempted to stop him or remove his hand. After the introductions she asked me to go and please get her a fresh drink. I could see the twinkle in her eyes and the way she was relaxing her legs for James to continue his play with her thigh and stocking and garter. As I got up to go for her drink Darrell sat in my chair. She was in heaven now sitting between two young men that apparently enjoyed the company of a married lady even with her husband right there. This was her kind of man. This night had started to be even more than we normally enjoyed and continued to get better. That's the way I left them as I went to fetch her a fresh drink. I knew the longer it took for me to get a drink the more fun she would have as she played and explained to her new admirers about our kinky relationship. I made a slow pit stop at the restroom and it took a while as I was peeing through a glass hard cock.
Finally, when I returned both of them had their hands on her legs and her blouse was unbuttoned down below her breasts. It was a very good thing that we had picked a dark corner table. We all sat there for another drink as they both fondled her and they all flirted openly with each other. She would now and then reach under the table with one hand or the other and I knew she was also fondling each of them in turns. They would lean to her and whisper in her ear and even as they did that they would reach and rub a nipple as they talked in whispers.
I was surprised when she told me that she was ready to head for home and she didn't invite them. We all stood and as they stood they each held and kissed her for at least a half minute. The passion was very apparent. I was so turned on by then all I wanted to do at that point was to get her in bed and let the passion explode.
As we were traveling towards home, she asked a surprising question.
"Baby, I have never asked what you thought about me going on a date instead of just picking someone up. Have you ever thought about that? Would you like it or not like it?"
By this time she had her hand wrapped around my dick which she had pulled from my pants as we drove. She knows how to get the answers she wants by doing this. Just after she asked this question she lowered her head and sucked on the head of my aching cock pulling just a little pre-cum up to taste. I was now going to give her the answer she wanted no matter what it was.