I felt like I was being a little heavy on the gas as we accelerated down the on ramp to merge on to the interstate. I was very excited about this evening, but it wouldn't do me any good if we started it off with a speeding ticket, so I slowed down to the posted speed limit and checked my mirrors carefully. I was purposely not looking at my spouse as I knew she was more than a little nervous. I was doing my best to exude calm and casual about this whole experience because I didn't want to spook her into insisting that I turn around and take her home.
My beautiful wife Anna and I have been married for over 25 years and we love each other deeply. We've raised three awesome kids and the youngest had just headed off to college a couple of months ago, so our relationship had officially moved into the rediscovery phase. We've always been best friends, but as any parent can attest, your role as a mother or father tends to come first more often than you'd like to admit. So with no kids around, we were trying new things, going out on dates more often and really focusing on our relationship.
To give you a visual, I'm taller than average at 6'2" and at 48, I'm still solidly built and muscular thanks to my dedication to going to the gym although I constantly battle that extra 15 pounds that seems to have found a home on my waistline. I cut my salt and pepper hair very, very close to my scalp and sport a very short, neatly trimmed beard. I get my fair share of attention from the opposite sex, but my 47 year old bride is just flat out gorgeous and can easily pass for 10 years younger. She wears her blond hair down around her shoulders and is only 5'3", but she's also what most people considered 'stacked' in that she's curvy in all the right places with a luscious, round ass and an awesome set of natural 40DDD boobs that both men and women tended to notice.
We're also both in excellent health, try to stay active and as a result our sex life has always been really, really good and at times, incredible... but as with any monogamous married couple who has been together for any length of time, we've had our peaks and lulls. It was tough finding the time to be mutually amorous amid the rhythm of hectic schedules with a houseful of teenagers, but we were officially beyond that now and to be perfectly honest, the 'empty nest' sex had been great all month. A few months ago we had made a conscious decision to be more open-minded and take the time to explore each other's fantasies with no judgment. We had even gone as far as making a pledge to try and be more adventurous and spontaneous whenever possible.
Playful and fun is the best way to describe our lovemaking, and Anna has a really nice collection of toys. We enjoyed the occasional porn and mutually enjoyed literotica stories, and when the mood would strike we liked to spice things up with a little roleplay fantasy and lots of dirty talk. We hadn't really discussed going beyond just using our imaginations, so I was actually looking forward to exploring that grey area. I wanted to really dig in to some of our deepest, most secret fantasies. It was a lot of fun and just last week Anna had actually surprised me when she let me take a video of her giving me a blowjob. I was even a little shocked at how much it turned her on to watch herself on screen. It's funny, but I had never even considered that my little southern belle had an exhibitionist streak in her.
So the newest little adventure we were embarking on was a visit to an adult video and toy store that from what I had read on the internet specialized in couples. Anna had initially been pretty reluctant, but eventually I think she became curious and excited by the idea. I was pretty confident that the fact it was about an hour and a half away from our home is probably the only reason she had finally agreed to go. I had to keep reassuring her that no one from our community would be anywhere near there to recognize us.
This particular establishment that we were in route to was uniquely built in that it not only had the typical video booths that you continuously fed dollar bills into, but it also offered a theater room for couples only and charged a flat fee for the evening. We finally arrived and we went through the process of getting through the security door and paying the cover charge with my wife pointedly keeping her head down and clinging to my arm.
I was relieved to see that there were quite a few other couples wandering around the racks of videos and toy displays, and I was also proud of the fact that almost every guy in the place as well as a few of the women openly checked out the beautiful blond on my arm. We wandered around and looked at all the various dildos, vibrators and other paraphernalia before finally heading back to the 'couple's lounge' as it was called.
Visiting an adult theater was a relatively harmless new experience my wife thought we were going to share but secretly I had every intention of talking her into some flashing and hopefully some public sex. At the very least I was hoping she would agree to showing off her glorious rack and maybe give me a hand job.
We were pleasantly surprised to find that the room wasn't dirty or seedy like I think we had both suspected it might be. It was actually nicely furnished with an upper section that wasn't an actual balcony but was slightly elevated and separated from the larger lower section by a hand rail. The seats were oversized, made for at least two people and much more cushioned than a standard theater seat. They were comparable to an overstuffed love seat, very big and very comfortable and actually reclined back a little.
The whole room was dimly lit and the upper section seemed fairly secluded. There were three other couples in the room all of them sitting in the lower section and chatting privately. We made our way to the next to the last seat in the upper section and sat down as previews of a variety of adult movies flickered on the big screen.
The lights very subtly dimmed even further in preparation of the start of the next full length video, so we got situated and settled in all snuggled together on the 'love seat' and contented ourselves with holding hands for now and watched the feature. It started with a really hot scene of a rather petite but buxom blond on her knees in front of a glory hole trying to stretch her mouth to suck a ridiculously long and thick cock. The woman on screen began to lap at the underside of the massive cock with her tongue before returning to engulf the bulbous head as she wrapped both hands around the thick shaft. She lightly stroked it up and down as her head began the slow bob of trying to take more and more of it into her eager throat.
The film seemed to be of a genuine amateur who wasn't only really talented and sexy, but bore more than a passing resemblance to my wife with the shoulder length blond hair and big boobs. I was starting to get really turned on just watching and with the way Anna was crossing and uncrossing her legs, I could tell she was as well.
I noticed a couple seated two rows down and directly below us on the lower level that seemed to be having the same reaction. The man was tall and thin with very dark skin and he leaned back comfortably into a corner of the love seat so that his legs were splayed out in front of him. His red-haired couch mate was sprawled next to him and her hand was rubbing his inner thigh. I took a furtive second look and watched as the red head snuck her hand up to the waist band of her man's sweatpants and began to give him a very obvious hand job. I lightly nudged Anna with my elbow and pointed at the couple with my chin.
She looked down and didn't notice what was going on at first, but then her eyes grew wide and she grinned in embarrassment. Her hand suddenly gripped my arm in a death grip and I leaned forward and looked back down to see that the red-head had actually freed her man's dick from his pants and was pumping it in her fist in earnest now. We really couldn't see all that much from our vantage point with the subdued lighting other than the man's pants were lowered half way down his ass, his dick was sticking out and the white of her hand was a blur in his lap. We quickly looked around at the other couples in the theater, but really couldn't see that anyone else was paying them any attention.
I whispered to Anna to be cool and we sat back and enjoyed the show both on the screen and in front of us. I was getting very turned on by the thought of Anna doing that to me, but I could tell my wife was still just a little anxious with this whole setting. Then again, I started to suspect that she was also getting turned on too, what with all her squirming around and the fact that her nipples were practically poking holes through her thin button down blouse. I reached over and ever so gently rubbed a fingertip across one of her nipples. Anna practically jumped out of her seat and playfully smacked me on the leg, but smiled at me none the less. It barely registered in the back of my mind when in my peripheral vision I saw that a fourth couple had entered the theater and were making their way to the very back row behind us in the very far corner.
The film kept on with the whole glory hole theme which was fine with me because it had actually become a secret fantasy of mine. I noticed that Anna was leaning against me and was getting closer and closer on the couch as we continued watching these amateur women suck on anonymous cocks through a hole in a wall. Before today I don't think my wife had ever heard of a glory hole, much less knew what one was but it obviously excited her. I had been fantasizing more and more about Anna being on her knees in front of a glory hole, sucking and stroking a stranger's cock. She would handle a few cocks until the "monster cock" appeared in front of her face and then she would attempt to take it on while I fucked her from behind.
I glanced down and was more than aware of the fact that Anna's fingertips were lightly brushing against the fabric of my shorts on the outside of my thigh. She had begun tip-toeing her fingers up and down my thigh when she starting tapping up and down urgently. I looked up at her and realized she was staring down at another one of the couples. I turned my head in time to watch as the woman kissed her way down her partner's chest and kept on going until her face was buried in his lap. It was surreal to see this stranger actually giving her mate what looked like a nice blow job, but again neither of us could really see much in the way of detail due to the lack of lighting. I think this anonymity more than anything else is what finally encouraged my shy little southern belle to start rubbing her hand up and down the inside of my thigh until she was lightly tracing the outline of my hardening cock.
I stretched my neck as an excuse to take a quick survey of the whole room and the other four couples. Blow job couple was still going at it, hand job couple looked like they were in the process of leaving and the other two couples were sitting very close together. I couldn't tell if they were engaging in more than cuddling, but it was fun to imagine they were. I was just about to whisper that to Anna when I got the surprise of my life when I felt her fingers fumbling with my fly. Was my wife really trying to expose my package in public?
