Editor's Note: this story contains Exhibitionism and Voyeur content.
Over the years together, my wife and I have discussed certain fantasies we each have and we try to bring them to life together. One such fantasy she has is to go to a bar separately and have myself act out like I was a stranger trying to pick her up. This is not exactly that story. This story, is one I've perverted a little bit from her own fantasy. Something I hope to see someday in the future. Enjoy!
It was Friday night, we had taken the kids to her mother's house for the night and now it was just me and my lovely wife returning home. It had been a few days since we've had any adult fun so I was in a lustful rage and was ogling my wife like some highly sought after eye-candy. I drank in her curvy features as she was walking in front of me. Her tight jeans accentuating those lovely curves her hips and ass made, the view of that coke bottle figure she has, and that lovely long and wavy hair that fell down to the small of her back. As she entered the doorway I couldn't help but smack her plump ass and gave it a good squeeze.
"Hey mister!" she squealed.
"Couldn't help myself dear. You put that thing on display and it does things to a man," I grinned back.
"Well, I'd be lying if I said I don't do it intentionally," she replied with her sexy grin.
When she turned around to face me I got a good eyeful of her short 5 foot frame. She was wearing a nice button up plaid blouse with a few buttons undone from the top to reveal her inviting cleavage. It hugged her beautiful body perfectly and I could tell she was wearing one of my favorite bras of hers because her tits were popping, stressing the bust of her blouse.
She loooked up to me with those beautiful doey eyes and wrapped her short arms around my neck, "So, what's the plan tonight my love?" she asked.
"Well, since the kids are out of the house, I'm definitely going to fill you up with my cock sometime tonight," I bluntly stated.
"Mmmm, I think I like that idea, as long as i get to choke on it first," she said as she attacked my mouth with hers while our tongues danced together. I reached down and grabbed both of her ass cheeks and gave them a firm squeeze. She moaned in response and pressed harder against me.
She reluctantly released from the passionate outburst and looked back up at me with a huge smile on her face. "What now husband?"
"I remember someone telling me a while ago about how she wanted to play out a fantasy of hers," I started.
"Yeah? Which one? There are many afterall."
"That's true, but the one I was thinking of was the one where we go the bar and I try to smooth talk you, acting like a stranger attempting to take you home."
"That sounds fun!" she said excitedly. "Is that what we're going to do then?"
"I figured we could try it out tonight. I don't hold much hope out for myself, I mean, you're a little out of my league," I joked.
"I'm a sucker for bald men with nice cocks, though," she giggled back as she reached down and grabbed a hold of my bulge.
My body responded in kind by making my pants feel a few sizes smaller than they just were. "There are parts of me that are glad you are!" I said smiling.
"Well, I better get ready then!" she said, swiftly removing her hand and turning around to canter back to the bedroom.
"You're not going to wear that? That looks so nice on you!" I asked almost pleadingly.
"Oh, no. I'm not wearing this. If I'm going out to pick up... "strangers" ... I'm going to make myself look halfway desperate," she mischievously replied.
This left me wondering about all the possibilities to come. Could she be getting a short dress that hugged her body and brought out her sexy curves? Would she be wearing one of her sexy matching bra and panty sets? How is she going to wear her hair? In a sexy bun? Cute braids? An I'm gonna suck the soul out of your cock pony-tail? My mind was racing and my cock was throbbing with all the visuals racing through my mind as I sat on the couch.
While I was waiting I couldn't help but tease myself by pulling up pictures we've taken together in our past sex-capades. There were ones of her devouring my hard prick covered in my cum, my cock burried in her ass and pussy, and even ones of her gripping another man's cock while her tongue ran along his long hard shaft. How lucky am I to have this nymphomanic of a wife in my life?
That's about when I heard the door open and shut from the bedroom and I got up from the couch. When I reached the hallway I was taken back by the view.
She was wearing a low-cut tee that hugged her features well and gave a full view of her gorgeous cleavage. Discarding the pants, she decided to wear a pair of jean shorts that stopped just below her ass but adhered to its amazing shape. Knowing how fishnets drove me crazy, she also chose to wear a black pair going all the way up to her shorts that disappeared into her sexy calf high black boots. Her face was perfectly made up with just a bit of make-up and glowing lipstick and she had her hair done up in a messy but very appealing spun bun hair-do. I'm going to be fighting over others to get to her tonight, I thought to myself.
"Wow..."
"You like it? Its not too much?" she asked worriedly.
"No. No, not at all, love. I'm going to have stiff competition... literally," I said still stunned.
"Awww, thanks honey!" she said as she came up and gave me a huge hug and passionate kiss.
"You are very welcome, dear. Now I feel under-dressed," I said looking down at my casual attire.
"You're always handsome!" she excitedly proclaimed.
"Yeah, but I need to change too if I have to compete with..." as I eagerly eyed her up and down and made it exaggerated as I did it.
She giggled and I pecked her forehead with a kiss as made for the bedroom to pick out my night out attire. I was going through my wardrobe and deciding on what dress shirt to pick to go along with my favorite pair of pants when I thought I suddenly heard something. I stopped moving and listened harder. It sounded like faint panting sounds. I got closer to the wall and that's when I heard moaning. I quietly set out my clothes on the bed and without making too much noise I slowly made it out into the hallway and peeked around the corner.
