For many years I have fantasised with my wife Ann about her fucking with another partner. We both used to get hot talking through the fantasy but, like most people, never took it any further. I freely admitted that while the idea turned me on hugely, I would be absolutely insane with jealousy if it ever happened. Then, after her fortieth birthday, I noticed a change in the way Ann reacted to the fantasy. She seemed to be even more involved when she talked dirty to me as we had sex. So one evening I asked her about it.
She admitted that she was going through a period of self-doubt and wondered whether she still had what it takes to turn on men. I reassured her that everything was still wonderful. She has kept her figure, even after three kids, and her tits are still full and firm and her waist is very slim. To help improve the look of her legs she would wear high heels when we go out together. She told me that she still did not really want to fuck anyone else, but she needed to see if she could get a man to that point. I told her that no man would want to stop when she got him there and she had better be very careful.
Still, she wanted to try. So one evening we went out to a dance club that was new. Ann still insisted that she would stop before things went too far, but I just laughed and told her not to be so silly. And I could see that she was really excited while she prepared to go out. Ann shaved her legs and her pussy (she keeps it totally bald for me) and then showered. She dressed carefully in one of her sexiest outfits. It was a white sundress that is made out of a t-shirt like material so that it clings to the shape of her body. Often she wears a strapless bra under this dress, but tonight she let her tits hang freely. You could see her nipples quite clearly, particularly as she was so turned on and they were sticking out really hard. She slipped on some white high-sided knickers that meant you could just about see her arse cheeks under the dress. Then she surprised me by putting on some stockings with a garter belt.
I was surprised because the dress is so tight that it is really obvious what she has on underneath. Normally she does not wear any hose with that dress. Off we went and I could see that she was getting even more excited as we got nearer. I reckon that she was near to having an orgasm just thinking about her adventure. I could feel the tension as she sat next to me. We had agreed to split up before we went in. I followed in only a few minutes after Ann, but I was not surprised to see several guys swarming round her already. She has never been a great one for dancing, but as these guys were buying her drinks she could hardly refuse. She danced with several different guys, but there was one particular guy that she seemed to favour.
He was quite tall (about 6 foot 2) with dark hair, a good smile and a firm looking body. He also looked well enough tanned to suggest that he worked outdoors. Anyway, after a while the other guys read the signs and drifted away, leaving her with her chosen partner. I saw Ann head to the toilets so I followed her and caught her on the way out. I asked her how she thought it was going and she laughed, saying that it was going fine but she still did not have the proof she needed. I asked her if he had made any suggestions yet and she just smiled. She went back to join her new friend and they carried on talking, drinking and occasionally dancing. They also danced for a couple of slow songs and although they started off properly enough, soon they were locked together as she leant her head on his shoulders. He was rubbing his hands over her back, going down to her bum and at one time I was sure I sure him reach up and cup her tit. If he did, she certainly did nothing to stop him.