Standing up grabbing our white floral print king size cotton sheet off of the bed Yvonne wraps it around her body, and as she wraps it around her body the morning light in the room accents her lovely features. Yvonne is 32 years old, standing5' 7", with flawless silky smooth ashy white skin with some freckles on her upper back, mid shoulder length brunette hair, size 34 B breasts with a small areola, quarter sized nipples, who does not save her brown pussy hair, and whose pussy lips are average in size. Turning away from the bed, she walks out of the room and getting to the door she looks back saying in her soft playful voice with big smile lighting up her face, "I am going to finish what we started last night." As she leaves the room, the feel of the cool morning spring air coming through the open window leaves me shivering. The shock of the cold air brings me out of my stupor but it not enough to get out of bed since I am eagerly waiting her return. In order for you to understand my reluctance of getting out of bed, it is important understanding the reason, which goes back to last night. Last night begins like any date night for us, involving going out for the evening to a movie then out for supper and depending on the time maybe out for drink before going home. Like many other couples, we use date night as a chance to reconnect and have the opportunity to put issues of daily life behind us. However, the last few weeks have been hectic for us and did not have as much time as we wanted for date night. This week our agreement was to meet at the movie theater early in order to maximize our time out.
It was not until I was outside of the theater with Yvonne that I notice Yvonne wearing her short pleaded black skirt, her sheer silky white blouse, black tights, and her black heels. She looked stunning and her preparation for tonight left me wondering if something was up. Looking at I her being contemplating if I should make a comment like, "You looking you as though you are wanting some tonight." From previous experience, I know if my timing is off on a comment and it is taken the wrong way then it would upset the rest of the evening. Instead, I decide to see how the evening transpire and keep quiet, for now.
After supper we took another cab to go out for drinks and on our way to the bar, Yvonne turn to me saying, "I noticed you were a bit shock at what I am wearing tonight. I chose this because I want to blow your mind tonight and wanted your imagination to run wild." Yvonne is right her look really blew my mind and it not long before it begin racing with all of the possibilities. However, it is not long before I extinguish the thought of what is possible tonight because from previous experience Yvonne likes to be a bit of tease by pushing the limit of making me think something is going to happen when it will not happen. Nonetheless, one idea remain with me, Yvonne wants to fulfill the fantasy of me watching while she fucks another guy.
There have been a few opportunities in the past to make this fantasy real but Yvonne always gets "cold-feet" after taking a few steps towards going through with it. Nonetheless, since she is in a playful mood, I decide to somewhat push the boundary with her in order to gage where the boundary for tonight exist by saying, "Who knows, you might get lucky tonight." After saying that, I see Yvonne's eyes get wide like a kid on their birthday waiting to open up their presents.
Usually after saying something like that to Yvonne, she usually respond with something that let me know that she is just teasing and bring me back to reality, such as "You are the only one I want to fuck tonight," or "I want to be faithful and would not do that."
This time she did not respond with her typical reply and instead this time she coyly said, "Be careful for what you wish for because it might come true," after hearing that, I know tonight is going to be different.
Getting out the cab, we enter the bar. Other than having a relaxing atmosphere and being a place that we frequent for the last five years there is nothing that makes it special. Walking in the music is playing loudly in the background, the lighting is dark, and the tables are several feet from the bar. The number of patrons for a Friday night is not as full as it usually is. As we begin to walk into together Yvonne turns to me saying, "Are you in the mood for some fun?" Yvonne's face shows both excitement and playfulness.
Not sure how to respond I stop and cautiously ask, "What do you mean?"
Grabbing my wrist and looking into my eyes she says, "I was thinking maybe we could try to fulfill our fantasy, are you up for it?"
I had a 99% feeling I knew what she meant but if it is, I need to be 100% sure, which lead me to cautiously ask again, "What do you mean?"
Lacking confidence in her reply because she was not sure how I respond, she says, "I was thinking, maybe I could go to the bar alone and you can watch from the distance."
Grabbing my curiosity with that statement, I ask her to continue. "Once at the bar I can let a guy buy me a drink, flirt with him and you can watch. Then if he is interested you could introduce yourself and invite us to the table."
Not needing much time to think I agreed by telling her, "I will let you go in first so it appears your are alone." It was about five minutes later that I enter and sitting at a table where I had a clear view of Yvonne.
The table was actually a booth onside with two chairs opposite the booth, which is a good 40' to 50' from the bar with an unobstructed view. However, I was not certain if Yvonne can see me and decide not to call attention to myself by staring too much. Since it was not as full, as it normally is on Friday, Yvonne was not attracting the attention that she could attract and beginning to wonder if we left without another male, would she be willing to try again. Looking at the time, I figure I will give her another 10 minutes before saying it is not going to happen, tonight. As I was just about to give up Brad sits next to Yvonne. Brad, I would have to say is about 15 years Yvonne's senior. He is about 6'2" tall with primarily gray hair but does show some strands of black hair. His face is beginning to show some age with a few noticeable wrinkles around his eyes and forehead. Build wise he does have some muscle definition but is definitely not muscular. Oddly, I never took Yvonne to have an interest in older men as she tends to prefer people closer to her age. Nonetheless, observing them from a distance it is obvious that Brad is taking an immediate interest in Yvonne and Yvonne is reciprocating the interest. Not wanting to ruin anything that might be developing I decide it was best to see where things were going.
While waiting to see if the interest continue, I begin contemplating my next step, which either involves playing dumb whereby apologizing to Yvonne for running late or being straightforward inviting Brad to the table. In order to get an idea of what direction I should take, I glance in their direction and observe their interaction. Yvonne has her body turned towards Brad with her chest out, and likewise Brad is facing her with his hand lightly resting on her inner thigh. Usually Yvonne does not let people get that close to her and if anyone invades her personal space, she will pull back from them. Seeing this, I know there is an interest in Brad and know my decision will dictate if things progress. Looking away from them in order not to attract attention, I contemplate what to do. At first, my intuition is leaning towards the former idea but hesitant about it. After thinking about it the difficulties that playing stupid will bring, I opt for the latter since Brad might already see me sitting here watching them from a distance. Moreover, if I opt for the former idea it could mean I turn-off Brad to the idea destroying everything up to this point. Time finally comes for me to go over there, standing up from the table I could feel my legs trembling, my heart racing, and my palms become sweaty from anticipating what may happen next. The walk over to them feels like a 15 minutes walk but the reality is it the walk only took a few seconds.
