"Now that you have told me you like him, the next question is, would you like him to fuck you."
"Of course, that's what we are talking about, right."
"Yes, but the difference is, I'm not just talking about it."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean let's do it, now, tonight, you've done it before."
"Yes, but we met them first and talked, and then only when I felt comfortable enough to do it."
"Agree, but tonight, let's be a little daring, we have the hotel room. If nothing happens, no big deal, you still have me." She laughed and kissed me.
"What are you thinking, are you going to try to arrange something for tonight."
"No, I was thinking you should arrange it. I think it's your turn. Be daring."
"I couldn't do that, I'm too scared, and too shy, you know that."
"I know, so I'm going to dare you. I'll give you $100 right now, if you go over and talk to him. I'll give you another $100 if you bring him back here and I'll double that if you bring him back here and you have already arranged for him to join us to fuck you, tonight."
"Oh wow. Let me think." I stayed quiet and let her think about it. "I could easily just get you to arrange it for $200. But, then again, if I've already had the courage to go over and chat to him, and got him to come and meet you, he would probably have a good idea of what we are up to." She stopped talking to herself for a moment. "So, oh my god, this is hard." She paused. "So, I may as well tell him we want a threesome."
"Good girl, are you still only thinking out loud, or are you going to do it. And by the way, telling him we want a threesome is not telling him you want him to fuck you. It could just be a throw away comment. You need to come back here with him agreeing to accompany us to the hotel where we will both fuck you, in a threesome." She was silent for a few minutes, sipping heavily on her first Moscato. It was doing its magic.
"I'll do it. I'll go over and chat to him and while I'm there I'll figure out what I'll do. Have you got the $100 on you," she asked. I reached into my pocket and pulled out $200, flicked off $100 and held it in front of her. She hesitated, but reached out and grabbed it. I didn't let go.
"Are you going to do it." I looked into her eyes, I could tell she was terrified about going up to a strange man and talking to him, with me watching and knowing what we wanted, let alone getting him to agree to fuck her.
"Yes." I let go of the $100. She put it in her bra, took a sip of her drink, turned and headed across to the bar where he was leaning and looking around at the ladies while having a beer on his own. To me he looked the lonely type, or someone who had just broken up, who was hoping for a miracle or he would head home after another quiet beer on his own as his night out.
I watched her wriggle her way past a few people. He spotted her approaching and looked around as if there was someone else, she was aiming for. It was only a few seconds and she was in front of him. He seemed shocked that a beautiful slim Chinese woman, with long black silky hair, dark sexy eyes, golden skin and lips to die for, would front up to him.
I could see him looking at her as she spoke. I couldn't hear her or him as he replied to whatever she said. He reaches out and guides her to the bar next to him. Maybe not that shy after all. He ordered her another drink. The drink arrived as they chatted. Oh my god, I did not think that watching this scene was such a turn on. She was talking and smiling at him, laughing at his comments, occasionally glancing back at me. I had the beginnings of a raging erection forming in my jeans. It would need a lot of concentration to stop it.
I continued to watch in admiration. Then it happened. I saw his face change. Not smiling any more but deep in concentration, looking like he could not believe what she had said. He nodded occasionally, then finally smiled. He looked up and searched the crowd, obviously looking for her husband. I looked at him and brought my beer up, cheers, his gaze froze. He looked back at her and nodded again. I saw her grab his hand and start my way. Did I owe her another $100 or was she going for the big money.
It was not long before Amy was in front of me with a stranger in tow. "Hello sweetheart, meet Sam." I shook hands. Now I was stuck for words. Amy broke the silence and said "Sam just got me another drink, did you want one sweetheart, I'll go get it," and off she went, leaving me with Sam. I guess now is my opportunity to find out how far she went, so I got straight to the point. If he knew, there was no point talking about the weather or the cricket at this moment.
"Did Amy talk to you about us, what we have in mind," trying to act all innocent and not too pushy.
"Yes, she did. She was very brave for doing that, she's amazing. I couldn't believe my luck until she said you were here, and for me to come and meet you."
"She is amazing. What did she ask you," I asked.
"She said you guys wanted me to join you in a threesome, and if I did, I should come and meet you. I couldn't knock that back could I, she is gorgeous." Then he looked at me to see if he had been set up, that it might just be a joke. He looked terrified for a moment.
Before he changed his mind I quickly replied. "Correct, we would like you to join us in a threesome, if you're okay with that. We have a hotel room not far away. We've done it a couple of times before."
"Yeh, that's what she said. I'm okay with that, I'll just follow your lead then. I'm not pushy and by the way I have not had a threesome before but it sounds like fun. I've always wanted to. You know, two girls one boy, but I don't think I could satisfy two girls, that's why I like this idea, one girl gets two boys." I saw Amy heading back with my beer just as he finished.
"What idea do you like Sam," she asked.
"He was just saying he liked the idea of two boys and one girl rather than one boy two girls. Less pressure on the boy," I replied.
"Oh yeh, I agree," said Amy, "a woman can take much more than a man can give, so that's the perfect formula for girls or maybe even another man as well, could be nice." He was amazed to hear that from a lady, but was nodding his agreement.
I wanted to kick things off, right now. I looked at Amy. "It's a bit early to go yet, but there is something I've been thinking about for a while now that I would love you to do." Amy looked at me, waiting for me to finish. "So here is your next dare, you did well on the first one." She waited, smiling. "I want to take your knickers off, right here in the bar, so you are naked under your skirt, while everyone else is standing around close by." She tilted her head and smiled.
"How do you know I have any on," she replied, looking at me, then Sam and said, "Sam, would you like to check." Amy swivelled her bum toward him, as he reached under her short, pleated tartan skirt and felt her arse, or whatever it was he was feeling for a few seconds. I couldn't see, but it was longer than necessary just to feel underwear.
"She has some on," he gladly confirmed, and seemed happy that he had now touched my wife, the girl that he was hoping sometime soon he was going to fuck. I later found out that he had in fact rubbed her soft wet pussy lips for a few seconds as Amy had pushed back on his hand when he got close. Which confirmed the reason for his deft little scratch under his nose that I noticed. I like him.
Amy looked at me as if to challenge me for what I had requested. She was against the wall, us two either side of her. I put my beer on the wall shelf, bent down a little in front of her, reached under with one hand and hooked my fingers on one side of her knickers. No resistance. So, I manoeuvred them down bit by bit until the next move would be below her dress, down her legs and off. All the while Amy was sipping her Moscato, not bothered with what I was doing, looking at the other patrons who were busy drinking and chatting, oblivious to what was going on. It was just a normal run of the mill Friday night at the pub.
Amy lifted her feet as I quickly slipped her knickers free. "That was so horny," Amy said quietly. "I would have let you do that before if you had asked. Taste this," she said as she wiped her fingers between her pussy lips and put them against Sam's lips. He opened his mouth and tasted her horny juice. Now that did surprise me. Sam was hooked, he was going nowhere. That small action from Amy made me want to fuck her right then and there. I reached behind her, slipped my hands between her thighs. She pushed back, leaning slightly forward and allowing me to slide two fingers into her soaking wet, juiced up pussy.