My wife Anne and I had been attending our favourite local Fetish club for a few years and enjoying the facilities and making friends, we would play with others but our rule was no intercourse unless we had talked and agreed in advance,
At the club we talked to others about different experiences, Dogging would come up quite often but we always had the club so dogging was not high on the list of experiences to try. That was until the club was closing for 3 months (Aug. Sept. and Oct.) for some vital structural work, some friends said they would fill the time dogging on some evenings, which got use thinking and talking. We were both open to the idea.
It was a Saturday evening in mid-August and we were bored, nothing happening and nothing on TV and we more or less had the same idea......
"Let's perhaps try dogging," I said and Anne quickly agreed, with that she stood up, said "give me an hour", and disappeared upstairs.
Anne showered, changed and got all dolled up. She was wearing clothes I'd never seen, a black low cut mini dress with a zip down the front, showing a great deal of cleavage and a glimpse of her red bra, and her great legs, I was not sure if they were Tights or stockings yet, and heels. She wore more make up than she usually did, bright red gloss lipstick and dark eye make up, making her look intense and sultry,
"I hope this outfit is ok," Anne said.
"Oh yes," I said "that's perfect,"
I quickly showered and changed into leather trousers and a white shirt with No undies. We got in the car, and set off for our first dogging experience and I could now see she was wearing hold up's. as her hem had risen a little to show the welt and no attached suspenders. We were heading for one of the sites a club friend had told us about, around 20 miles from home.
I ask Anne what she was expecting and our limits as soon as I said it I realised what a stupid question that was. She looked at me.
"I want to feel what the "Vibe" is like, and take it from there, but same rules as at the club," she replied.
It was getting dark as we pulled into a derelict pub car park, so we stopped right at the beginning of the car park, just so she could get a feel of the situation, and to be honest, I thought Anne would get scared and ask me to just drive off, but I couldn't have been more wrong.
"so remind me how does it work," Anne said.
I explained as best I could, she just smiled, and I drove a little further into the car park by some overgrown shrubs, opposite was another car I thought was empty, which once I switched of engine and lights I could see a guy sitting in the passenger seat. We lowered our front door windows as it was quite a warm evening. the guy in the car in front showed no interest.
Then another guy had arrived on foot no sign of his car. The 'wandering guy' slowly approached my side of the car, looked at my wife, then looked at me, as if for approval, I just nodded, he walked round the back of the car to my wife's side and without asking reached in the open window and started feeling Anne's boobs through her dress, I couldn't see her face as she turned to face him, this continued for a little while then without hesitation, 'Wandering guy' unzipped the front of her dress as low as he could continue to caress her boobs with her bra still in place for a short time then scooped them from the bra's cups.
He leant in the car and they started kissing Anne passionately, as he reached round and undid her bra took it off and threw it in the foot well, Anne now topless next to me being seduced by a complete stranger. I didn't know if I should get out, or stay where I was, so I just sat there dumb for a while just watching. He then stopped opened the door and helped her out of the car, stood next to the car in the doorway her dress fell to the ground and Anne was stood in her red panties, hold ups and heels and I thought she looked vulnerable and horny.
'Wandering guy's' hands were everywhere, grabbing her tits, arse, and between her legs, I could tell Anne was loving it, she even putting one leg up on the car sill, giving him better access to her pussy, I could see the wetness on his fingers.