A Fantasy Night Out with My Wife
by BUSTER2U
My wife and I lived out an intense fantasy one night.
We had only been married about 5 years when this happened. Shelly my wife was 25 at the time and myself, George Wilson, am 27. Shelly has always been a very attractive woman, with long, straight, blonde hair, a bubbly personality and amazing firm DD boobs. Shelly always had men staring at her because of her amazing figure.
Shelly works as a secretary in a local law firm and I work in banking. Both of us were making decent money and we decided Shelly would come off birth control and just let it happen when it would.
The excitement of not using birth control, any more, gave us as extra thrill while making love. I noticed a big increase in Shelly's sex drive, as well.
Friday night we went downtown for dinner to celebrate Shelly's 25th birthday. I wanted to make it special for my wonderful wife. We had a nice Italian Dinner and then went to Gino's Night Club, our usual place when we go out. Gino's is just next door a pretty nice place for a few drinks and dancing to celebrate.
Shelly was wearing a short red dress with a very low cut scoop neck. No bra and no panties. Shelly looked so hot and I was so proud to be with her. She always gets a lot of male attention while out. After a few drinks and a few dances we were having fun.
I am a good looking confident guy, myself, so I don't usually get jealous. It really didn't bother me when men start to come over to our table to ask Shelly to dance. It was nothing new and I was getting a little tired of dancing so I encouraged her to go ahead if she wanted to, I didn't mind.
The first man, to dance with Shelly, was in his 40's. They danced several fast songs laughing and had a nice respectful slow dance before returning Shelly to our table. She smiled at me and said she enjoyed that a lot.
We kissed and whispered our "I love you's" to each other. The waitress hadn't been by for awhile so I went up to the bar to get fresh drinks.
While I was at the bar I turned to look at Shelly and I noticed a well dressed black man approach our table with a smile. Holding out his hand to Shelly, obviously asking her to dance.
Shelly smiled and eagerly accepted. She never even turned to look for me. She quickly went off to the dance floor with her new partner. I watched them closely while they danced.
Before long Shelly was grinding her ass on his crotch, like a lot of the sluty single women do. I was amazed that she would be so sexual with a strange black man. But it was beginning to turn me on as well. Especially since I knew she wasn't wearing any panties under that short dress.
Then a slow number came on and she molded her body to his while she ground her pussy into his bulging cock. Holy Moly, this was hot. She looks like she wants to fuck him, right there, right now.
I get back to table with our drinks and they seem to have disappeared from my view. They must have worked their way over to the other side of the dance floor somewhere. He must be a real smooth talker. I hope she doesn't sneak out and fuck him without me. I would be very disappointed if they did that.
At least two dances have played and I still have not seen my wife Shelly while I sit here sipping my drink. I feel like I am being played or something. I slowly get up and start wandering around.
Working my way around the outskirts of the dance floor. It is kinda dark over to the left towards the bathrooms. I need to go there anyway so I work my way towards that direction.
Is that my lovely wife Shelly making out in that dark corner? I look back towards our table just to make sure she didn't come back from another direction.
I get closer and can see a hand under her short skirt is holding her ass. As I get closer I realize he has both hands under her skirt holding her up by her ass, with her beautiful legs wrapped around his waist.
It appears like it is Shelly, blonde hair. short red dress. Hips moving like she is humping. I get closer and as I come up on them I think the way her hips are moving, it really does look like they are actually fucking against the back wall.
I pause to watch the lovers. I'm pretty sure that is Shelly fucking a strange black man against the back wall. He looks to be making deep thrusts into her unprotected pussy. Watching this is really giving me wood.
Right out in front of everyone in the club, this is so hot! I can tell she is coming, then he stiffens up in a final thrust. Planting his seed deep in her fertile pussy. I almost cum in my pants watching them.
"Hello Sweetheart, what cha' doing Shelly?" I say
"Oh, my god Honey. I am sorry. I don't know how I got over here." Shelly purrs
"Well it looks like you're trying to fuck out here, just off the dance floor. So, I think it is time to leave now as soon as your friend pulls his cock out of you."
"George, it isn't what it looks like. We were just dancing and came over here to"...
"to fuck, it looks like Shelly" I break in. "By the way Shelly, you might want to put your breasts back in your dress before you walk back across the dance floor."
"Excuse me Darrell, this is George, my husband, and he wants me to leave now. See you at work Monday." We don't shake hands, but just nod at each other.
Darrell is busy trying to tuck his shirt back in his pants and get his act together, as we walk back to our table. Shelly is smiling and so happy as she says "Just like your fantasy Honey. I realized when Darrell asked me to dance that I could finally make your fantasy come true."
"Yes, that was pretty hot Shelly. Especially since you are not taking any birth control." I reply. "Let's get our stuff and go, I can't wait to get home for my sloppy seconds"
Shelly smiles and quickly finishes her drink that I had gotten for her. My cock so hard that it hurts. We race out to our car. I get it started and we hold each other tenderly looking into each others eyes.
