I'd been away for a few weeks with work so after being back a few days the wife I left the kids with the grandparents and had a date night.
Briana was wearing tight jeans, heels, tight shirt with a plunging neckline and a jacket. Casual but looked amazing, the jeans showing off her round ass, the shirt accentuating her breasts and drawing the eye just enough to want to see more.
We went for an expensive dinner, had a couple of glasses of wine and decided to head out for another drink. Walking around we found a bar we'd never been to before, we didn't go out much anymore so it had probably been there a couple of years. It had a fairly chilled atmosphere and good music playing. Being 5ft tall and not much of a drinker my wife was already a little tipsy from the wine with dinner. The CC and dry I bought her would get her buzzing along nicely. We sat down, talked, laughed and had our drink. We were starting to get a little playful and flirtatious, enjoying the freedom of a night out to ourselves. I got myself another drink and we started looking around, commenting on what we saw. I saw her eye linger on a guy that walked past.
"Something caught your eye?" I inquired.
She turned around and a little sheepishly said "Yeah, sorry."
"Don't be sorry, there's no harm in looking. Besides, he is good looking, you're not the only woman looking at him."
The guy that caught her attention was dark haired, had a really genuine smile, facial hair that looked only a few days old moreso than a beard and a slim, athletic build.
"Can't blame them, he is good looking," she said.
"How good looking do you think he is?"
She gave me a look that indicated she knew I was encouraging her.
"Back in a minute" she hopped up, walked over to the bar next to him and got us both a drink.
"Very good looking" was her reply as she sat down next to me a minute later with the drinks.
"You hung on your words a little there, is that the drinks or is there something else going on in your head?"
Her hand ran up my thigh as she finished her drink quite quickly and went back for another. I told her to take her time as she couldn't drink much, she smiled and laughed
"I know, I just wanted to go back for another look".
She started swaying her hips along with the music at the bar as she waited for a drink. Her shoulder length dark hair gently moved as her head matched the rhythm of her hips. 'Damn, she is one sexy woman' I thought to myself. She accidentally bumped against him and turned to apologise, they made small talk until she got the drinks. Once she had hers she stayed there chatting, moving slowly to the music in front of him then came back. She looked directly at me as he watched her walk away.
"I think you got his attention," I said.
"Oh that," she laughed "just small talk whilst I waited for drinks."
"And once you had the drinks?" I asked.
"Flirting, hope you're not jealous," she replied playfully.
"Quite the opposite, I'm flattered that my wife has the confidence to casually approach a good-looking guy, flirt and understand the trust we have in our relationship." I paused then added "Besides, it's not like you'd go any further."
She was now a little drunk and took that as a challenge
"Oh really, tell me what I wouldn't do Mr know-it-all."
"Ah, you think this a challenge. Ok, let's play this little game. You know I like pushing boundaries so this should be fun to see how far you'll go."
"Yes you do, I'm not sure what they are though as you've cum in your own mouth for me before."
'Shit, she said that pretty loud, hopefully nobody heard over the music.' I was a little embarrassed, I didn't want the world knowing that stuff about me but I didn't want her to see that.
"I'm game if you are" she said staring intently at me.
"Ok, go flirt with him some more"
"Is that it? Easy" She asked.
"Dance with him then."
She walked over, spoke with him again and ordered them both a drink. They chatted and laughed a little as they had their drink before she took his hand and headed out to the dance floor. They danced together, getting closer, their bodies moving against one another. She turned around, he moved up close behind her and ran his hands from her thighs, up her sides, brushing the side of her breasts and then pulled her closer into him. She pushed her hips back, no doubt feeling him bumping into her. Just like that, she walked away.
"That was hot," she said when she returned to the table.
"It was, looked like you enjoyed yourself. Him too," I said to her.
She giggled a little "Yeah he did, I could tell."
"Oh really," I enquired "How could you tell?"
"He was rock hard and his cock was pushing against my ass," she said whilst looking at me to gauge my reaction.
"Still got it, breaking hearts like when we first met" I replied grinning.
"You're so full of shit, fake sweet talking and flirting with me. I know what you're up to, trying to get me drunk so you can get me doing dirty things."
I put my hands out in front of me as if for her to cuff them "Busted, guilty as charged," I said.
She gave me a mischievous smile and walked off to get another drink for her and her new friend. Again she took him to the dance floor. They picked up where they left off before bumping and grinding, it was genuinely hot to watch. There was something raw about it, her lust was obvious as she ran her hands across his chest. His hands grabbed her ass, ran up along her hips and then up under her breasts, squeezing them together. Giving in to the moment she reached down to feel his obvious bulge. I nearly spat my drink out, 'holy shit she's being bold.' My eyes were hanging out my head and my cock was rock hard. I had to adjust myself and regain my composure as she walked back over giving me a dirty grin.
"You look pleased with yourself," I said.
