My wife, Linda, and I have been swinging for a few years, but until recently she has not wanted to meet with another guy alone. This seems to be changing. Let me explain.
We planned a weekend camping trip to a PA nudist resort with friends we have played with in the past. We arrived on Friday night and after getting the camp site set up, we all played together in our friend's tent. It's always fun to play with this hot and sexy couple, but I still longed to fulfill my fantasy of having Linda fuck a guy on her own. Throughout the next day, we met several other couples with the intent of hooking up with them later in the day. It turned out that the people we spent time with turned out to be true nudists and we're not into playing with another couple. The day went on with no prospects until we went to the resorts dance club on Saturday night. The nudist resort custom dictates that people dress for the dance club. Linda wore a short and snug black dress that was cut very low in front. Linda's cleavage looked magnificent. Of course, she wore nothing underneath.
We danced a few dances and decided to rest and get a drink. On our way to the bar we met up with a guy who looked familiar. It was Charlie. Charlie and his wife Veronica had played with our friends in the past, but we had never hooked up with them. Charlie walked over to say hello and explained that he was at the resort by himself this time, since his wife was unable to get away from work. After some small talk, I excused myself saying that I was going to get something to drink at the bar. I was hoping that this might just be the opportunity I had been waiting for.
Charlie is about 10 years younger than me and very different. Where I am tall and slender, Charlie is a real man's man type. He is a bit shorter than me but with a large chest and muscular arms. I'm an elementary school teacher and he is a Harley riding building contractor. I was a little surprised that Linda was attracted to this kind of guy. She always said she likes sensitive, gentle men, but Charlie was more of a macho guy.
Once I got my drink, I decided to wait, watch, and see what might happen. Linda knew I was watching, but I don't think Charlie did. They both watched the dance floor, her back to him, as he placed his hands on her hips. Apparently Charlie isn't a dancer. I could see that they were talking, but I had no idea what was being said. I did notice her laugh a flirty laugh from time to time. Then she turned to face him and they kissed. His hands were on her ass as the kissing became more passionate. His hand went to Linda's ass as she ground herself against him. She turned around again to face the dance floor and, with her back to him, his hands embraced her around her waist. Her head tilted back and rested on her chest, with eyes closed. I watched his hand reached down to the hem of her dress and he lifted it, just barely exposing her pussy then used his finger to manipulate her. She seemed to really enjoying his advances as her hand reached behind her. It appeared to me that she was rubbing his cock.