My wife, Brandie, and I, have been into the HOT Wife lifestyle for close to 20 years. For the larger portion of that time we have also been members of a swingers club. Over the years, that club has moved around to 3 or 4 different buildings.
One of the things I like most about the HOT Wife lifestyle, is I like to "watch". Until we started sharing my wife with other men, I didn't know just how thrilling it would be to actually watch her having sex with another man. I found out that I have quite a strong voyeur streak in me that I didn't know was there. This story is going to tell you about one of my most enjoyable voyeuristic experiences in one of the older buildings the club was in.
In this building, there was a room that was a short staircase, up off the main dance floor. It wasn't really as high as being on a second floor, but it was above the main dance floor and seating area. At the top of the stairs, as you entered this room, you were facing the back wall. This room was half-moon shaped, so the back wall was curved and there was a long upholstered couch that ran all the way along that back wall. Sitting side by side, it could probably accommodate about 20 people.
Immediately to the left of the stairwell, (in fact you had to make a U-turn to the left to enter it), was a room with a door on it and the door had a small window in it. Only one couple at a time was allowed in that room and 2 or 3 people could crowd around the little window and watch what the couple inside was doing. One night, my 40ish year old wife was in that room with a 20 year old young stud that she was quite infatuated with, and had sex with many times, over about a year and a half time period; and one of my wife's girlfriends, and I, watched through that window as they had sex in that room. But that's not what this story is about.
To the immediate right of the stairwell, was a short wall, in fact it only came up to about waist high, and this wall ran off from the doorway at the top of the stairs, towards the far right wall, where the curved wall along the back turns towards the front of this room. Like everything in this room, this short wall was curved and split this room into two equals parts. The short wall stopped a few feet from the far wall, so that people could walk around the end of it into the area in front of this short wall. That area, in front of that short wall, was a "couples only" area. It had several couches and love seats along the front side of the short wall and some near the front wall, which was only a wall halfway up, then the upper portion of that front wall was glass, so that you could see out, and down, onto the main dance floor and seating area. This "couples only" area could accommodate maybe 10 or 15 couples. The couples would sometimes just sit and make out while they watched the action down below, but most often they would be having sex. Of course there was always a large crowd of people watching from along the short wall. The atmosphere in this entire room was quite and respectful of the couples engaged in whatever they were doing in the "couples only" area, and people spoke in hushed voices so as not to break the mood of what the couples were doing. You could still hear the music coming through the glass and up the stairs from the dance floor below and there was a constant murmur of people talking quietly to each other. This was a pretty cool place! A voyeur's delight!
I'm going to tell you about one particular time we went in to this room, but it's pretty typical of what happened almost every time we went up there.
This night, my wife was wearing a short white nightie. It only had thin spaghetti straps over her shoulders, so her upper chest and shoulders were bare, the top of it ran across her chest just above her nipples. The bottom of it was just below her ass cheeks, and the entire nightgown was made of lace, so that it was pretty opaque and didn't hide much. She was wearing a pair of very shear, black, thigh high stockings that stopped below the bottom of her gown, about mid-thigh, and a pair of sexy black satin pumps with straps around her ankles. She also had a heavy gold anklet around her right ankle that glistened whenever it caught a ray of light and brought your attention to the rose tattoo on the outside of her right ankle, as if you needed an excuse to be looking at my wife's sexy feet and legs! That's it, no bra, no panties.
By the time of the evening when my wife and I would go up to this room, she would already be pretty well buzzed with booze, (that's a good thing, it makes her less inhibited and "easier"), and both of us would have a drink in our hands. We would typically wiggle ourselves a space at the short wall and stand side by side watching the action of the couples on the other side. The top of the little short wall had a flat top and was great for setting a drink on. While we stood there watching, I would usually run my hand down onto my wife's bare ass and stand there rubbing it with the tail of her nightie held up by my wrist. The men sitting on the bench, along the curved wall behind us, would have a perfect view of me rubbing my wife's bare ass and it turned me on to know they were watching!
As we stood there watching the couples and I was rubbing her ass, we would talk about what the couples were doing. My wife always liked the ones where the guy was eating the woman's pussy. Brandie, like many women I suppose, loves to have her pussy eaten! In fact, if she can get the right guy to do it, she'll lay there and let you eat her for an hour, or more, and she'll have dozens of orgasms, from little ones to huge ones while you do it! So watching some of the other women getting their pussy licked, always turned my wife on, while she was thinking about having a tongue in her own snatch.
Often while we stood there watching, the man on the other side of my wife would strike up a conversation with her. In this setting, and especially if the guy didn't see us come into the room together, he might not realize that the guy on the other side of her, (me), was her husband. That was OK by me. This particular time was no different. The guy on the other side of my wife started talking to her. Because they were whispering back and forth, I couldn't hear what they were saying. I usually couldn't. But my wife would always tell me later that the guy was asking her if she liked what she was seeing and what she liked best, etc.
Sometimes, when we went into this room, I would just take a seat on the bench along the back wall and let my wife stand at the short wall by herself. That way I could watch as some guy would start talking to her and inevitably start rubbing her bare ass like I was right now. That was always fun to watch!
But this night, I was standing there rubbing my wife's ass when the guy on the other side of her struck up a conversation with her. Before I knew it, his hand was on my wife's ass, WITH MINE! I thought that was pretty bold, but then again, he might not have even known my hand was there until he felt it when he slid his hand onto her ass and our hands bumped each other. The other guy pulled his hand away and looked around my wife and told me, "Oh, sorry man."
I said, "Oh, quite alright. Go ahead.", and I kind of threw both my hands up in the air to sort of say, "Go ahead, her ass is all your's."
Then I picked up my drink and walked back to the curved couch and sat down to watch my wife with this other guy. Whether he knew Brandie was my wife, or not, I don't know. He may have just thought that I was trying to pick her up and that he had won out, I don't know. But, once I was on the couch behind them, he had turned to face my wife so that he was pressed right up against her, and his hand was all over Brandie's ass. As he rubbed my wife's ass, I saw them whispering back and forth and then I saw this guy kiss Brandie's neck and press his lips right against her ear as he whispered to her. She later told me that he was telling her what a nice ass she had.
I sat on that couch, slowly sipping my drink and watching my wife with this other man. At first, they were just standing there watching across the wall while he kept his hand constantly on her ass and kept rubbing and squeezing it. Every once in a while, he would lean over and whisper into Brandie's ear and she would answer him. She later told me it was the standard, "What do you like? Do you like what they are doing?", type of conversation. This went on for several minutes.
Then I saw the guy kiss my wife on the mouth and I could see that she wasn't resisting, in fact, it was quite plain to see, even in the dim light of the room, that she was swapping tongue with the guy and enjoying it very much. Then I saw the guy's hand slide around from my wife's ass and go between her legs. My wife turned toward him so that he had better "access" and I saw her do everything, (spreading her legs, moving just right, etc.), to help him get his hand onto her pussy and his fingers into her cunt! They stood there for not more than a minute, kissing, while he fingered her pussy, when I saw my wife take him by the hand and lead him toward the end of the wall and around into the couples area. I knew that her pussy must be on fire and she needed some cock to put it out!
I jumped up and went to the wall, wiggling into the spot they just vacated, so that I could see. I saw my wife lead the guy to a love seat, right in front of me, on the other side of the wall. The guy sat down on the seat and my wife got on her knees, straddle of his lap, and they began making out. They were right in front of me. In fact if this guy were to move his head to the side, I could have leaned over and kissed my wife, but that wasn't allowed, "couples only", and there was a room monitor there to make sure everyone followed the rules.