My wife Elle and I have been having some problems for quite some time now. We have been married for almost 5 years and most of the spice is completely out of our sex life.
When we first met we didn't take our hands off one another and often talked about sexual fantasies, realistic and non realistic, either way it made what we had very hot. One of the fantasies we had was of Elle and I bringing another guy into the bedroom. I always liked it when I degraded her in our fantasies by saying it would be a older or fat guy , someone having her that is completely out of her league, in a bad way. Elle didn't really like it when I veered off into that world and that's probably why or fantasies began to drift apart to a point to where we didn't talk about them anymore.
Elle is about 5'3, 110lbs, very athletic, loves yoga and very much into fitness. She has a very proportional body and great legs and an amazing ass. Guys often look at her when she walks into a room and she always knows it and gives off an almost bitchy attitude to a point of where she knows she is hot and she wouldn't give them the time of day or even speak to them.
One Friday about 6 months ago Elle and I decided to take a trip down south. We decided to spend the night at the local Airport Hotel which was an hour away from where we live because our flight left at 6am and being a international flight we had to be there several hours before or flight for customs.
We got to the airport about 7pm the day before and I decided to head to the beer store to grab a couple of cold ones. Elle stayed at the hotel and said she was going to take a bath, have some wine and relax.
The beer store is located in a shady part of town, immigrant dominant with low income housing. As I got out of my car I saw a few older Punjab Indian guys gathered on the side of the beer store and shitty old cars littered the parking lot. I gabbed my 6 pack of beer and headed out, as I did I saw an old Punjab Indian guy on a bike, loose control take a dive into the back of my parked car. I ran over to see what happened and he quickly got up and continued saying, "sorry sir, sorry sir" as he quivered like I was going to beat him.
This guy was clearly somewhere in his 60's, maybe older and probably lost control do to being so fucking old. Luckily there was no damage to my car and the Indian guy in a very thick Indian accent began to say, " sir please do not call the police" "I have no money and I can not go to jail again, they will send me back to India and I am a very old man.
This guy was about 5' 7, 230lbs, very fat belly but skinny arms, a long white beard and a orange stained turban. He was wearing older clothes which were tattered and looked like they came from a good will or some sort of charity store. I actually really felt bad for this guy and I asked him his name. He told me his name was Raj and he came here from India about 20 years ago just before turning 50 and since then has not been able to find a job due to his age and just living on forms of social assistance. He said he came here in hope of getting a job and bringing his wife over who is still in India but has had no such luck.
Then I had an Idea, I asked Raj if he would like to join me and help me drink my 6 pack of beer. I knew he wouldn't turn me down as I recognized his tell tale large, red, alcoholic nose. Raj left his bike at the beer store and jumped in my car and we headed off for my hotel.
When we got to the hotel parking lot I cracked open a beer each for me and Raj, he had it long gone before I had half of mine done. While we drank I told Raj that my wife was upstairs and there was something I needed him to do. Raj quickly accepted and asked what it was. I then called my wife, she was on speaker phone, I asked her what she was doing and she said she just got out of the bath tub and finished her wine, I could tell she was feeling tipsy. I told her I would be up in a few minutes but I wanted her to tie one of her scarfs around her eyes because I found a surprise for her. My wife is very high maintenance and loves gifts, she gladly accepted my request thinking I bought her something like new jewelry or a new bikini for the trip.