This story is true. While my wife and I aren't exactly the kinkiest couple on the block, we do have our moments. This was our first and so far only attempt at role playing. After 5 years of marriage, our sex life needed to step out of the rut. For those of you that like short "get to the fucking" stories this isn't it, but I assure you there is plenty of action. I welcome all comments and feedback.
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It wasn't supposed to go like this. I pulled in to the parking structure quietly muttering to myself. I had passed the bar for our "encounter" and it was closed. We'd chosen it because it was dark and had secluded booths -- this way some fooling around could go on without drawing too much attention.
The plan was for me, the handsome local who just broke up with his girlfriend, to come in to the bar, approach the beautiful woman at the bar and end up taking her home. Of course, to make it interesting, she'd be slutty and willing to do whatever I wanted. The plan seemed great. I had written out the script, as it were, of what I had wanted and given Elizabeth's reaction in subsequent emails and phone calls that day, she was pretty worked up thinking about it.
So now here I was, trying frantically to text her to let her know the bar was closed. I walked through the barren streets of the college town we called our temporary home, looking for her. Since I was coming directly from work, I had anticipated her beating me to the destination. Luckily, I spied her on an opposite corner. She was stunning. Even in the brisk New Year's Eve air she managed a grace that was breathtaking. Liz's hair had been done and her makeup accentuated her doe eyes. My cock, already worked up with days of anticipation, jumped again inside my jeans.
I called to her and we made no airs to continue our Role Playing. I explained to her the situation, so we decided to find somewhere else to grab a drink and maybe fool around a bit. So we headed down the block into a place we'd never been in before.
We sat down at a booth next to each other after I helped her out of her coat. She wore a new black dress that she had obviously bought just for this occasion. It showed off her smooth, cream-colored legs and her B-cup breasts were pushed high and full by a bra. I slid my hand over her firm round bottom and detected no trace of underwear. Again, a rush of blood to my lower half.
We ordered a beer flight from the extremely cute and virginal waitress. We sampled our first beer just as three guys sat down at a table down from us -- two were facing us. We talked about sex casually -- almost poking fun at ourselves for doing the whole role playing thing, while simultaneously reveling in our enhanced state of arousal.
I noticed our conversation being overheard by our waitress as she worked another table. She gave a couple of sly glances as my wife remarked about the effect the entire day was having on me while Liz allowed her hand to come to rest on my bulge. In kind, I slid my hand up her thigh -- my fingers lightly tracing circles higher and higher towards her sex. The heat and dampness between her legs meant I didn't need to actually touch her pussy to know she was wet. She opened her thighs a bit wider and I took the hint -- letting my middle finger trace the length of her slit coating it with her juices before letting the tip slide in. She moaned ever so slightly and then tightened as the waitress walked by casting her gaze our way.
Not to be outdone, Liz unzipped my fly letting my cock spring free. I had anticipated something like this, so I ignored the underwear, like she had, in favor of easier access. She jacked me slowly under the table, while I continued to probe her depths with my finger. She jumped and caught herself mid-moan more than a few times as I teased her clit. Getting lost in our mutual rub fest I felt Liz's hand squeeze firmly around my shaft. I looked up to see our waitress smiling at me asking if there was anything else we needed. I blushed and ordered two beers.
After that all bets were off. I was horny and so was Liz. I knew for sure that Jess our waitress knew what was up and it was confirmed when I looked to my right to see her smiling at me still from the wait station. Liz's legs were now splayed wide open and I looked up in time to see the two guys gesturing to the third to turn around. Two pretended not to notice as I met their gaze, but one gave me a knowing nod.
Usually very shy, Liz enjoyed the added attention from them and from me as I slid a second finger into her juicing pussy. Unfortunately, an older couple sat at the table directly next to us and we quickly decided that having my dick on full display might get us in trouble. I used this time to go downstairs to the bathroom to scope it out for a quick fuck.
No dice. The Bathrooms were nasty and it would've been too obvious for the people downstairs, so I left my pants unzipped and headed back upstairs to the table. Liz greeted me with two moist fingers, letting me lick off her wetness -- showing me that she had been busy while I was away. She hopped up a bit and let me slide my hand underneath of her allowing two fingers to easily slide covertly into her drenched cunt. Jess returned with our beers and made her glance to Liz's hand inside my pants obvious. Her sexy look of approval was enough to get a bit of precum to leak out of my cock and onto Liz's massaging thumb.
