I had for quite some time been talking about my fantasy of watching and sharing my wife with another man. It had taken awhile for her to come around to the idea because she was afraid that it was a stepping stone to me fucking another woman. It's taken years to have this conversation without animosity from her. Eventually, her apprehension turned into curiosity.
One a trip out of town, my wife and I both dressed up for a nice dinner and a plan to have a nice evening. We showed up to the restaurant but had about an hour wait. I checked in with the host and excused myself to the bathroom. When I came out, I saw someone leaned in talking to her and her showing off a cute grin. She saw me coming and gave me a subtle shrug. Instead of walking on up, I nodded to her and walked to the other end of the bar to get me a drink and watched them two. After about 15 minutes, when I could tell she was getting antsy, but wasn't sure if it was nervousness or not, I decided to go introduce myself. I walked up and kissed her on the cheek and introduced myself to him. He was startled, but I quickly settled him down, telling him that I was sorry to have left her for so long. Work phone call. He was understandably confused because she never told him that she was with me. I mentioned that it was obvious that she was wearing a wedding ring, and he acquiesced, but I assured him it was okay. I asked her if she enjoyed their chat enough to invite him to join us at our table, and she said yes.
As we sat down at our table, he and I talked and listened to each other about ourselves and she sat their in sheepish amusement. I asked her why she was so quiet, and she simply said, "I'm ready for dinner to be over." By the look in her eye, I knew what she meant. So, I laid it out for the guy.
I explained that I had this fantasy and we were both new to it. I mentioned that he was obviously interested in her, but out of protection for her, I would be in total control, in the room watching, and eventually joining in. He sat there with a keen interest, but not giving away his thoughts. After some further confession from me, he sat his glass down, looked up at us, and said, "whatever it takes for a moment with her.'' I called for the check, got on the uber ap, and we left.
We walked into the hotel, and he asked for a drink. I told him we didn't have anything in the room, but that I'd go downstairs and get us some drinks. I wasn't leaving him alone with her. I invited him to go down with me, and she softly protested. She wanted to stay to get to know him a little better. I reminded her of our already agreed upon rules and that he was a stranger. Her response to me was that I needed to hurry then. Maybe, I wasn't in as much control as I thought.
When I got back to the room, they were talking and laughing, but the tension was thick. I handed each of them a drink, but she said she didn't need hers. They caught me up on their idle chat and then she asked him if he had a condom and he said he did. At that point, she looked at me, square in the eyes and asked, "Are you sure? This isn't like last time. This is something different." I assured her I was, reminding both of them that I was in control. Basically, anything goes other than degrading me, no leaving me out, and no emotional attraction. She said, "okay."
She asked me how I wanted her to start. Still sitting in the chair I was sitting in, I pulled her to my lap and kissed her. I instructed him to undress, and positioned ourselves where we could kiss and I could touch her, but she could see him. I stopped him short of taking his jeans off and motioned for him to come take her hand. He did and she willingly stood up and he pulled her in for a strong, passionate kiss. I told him to turn her to face me and stand behind her and begin to undress her. He unbuttoned the top of her dress and allowed it to fall. Her bra and panties were black and sheer, leaving nothing to the imagination. I told him to cup her breasts while standing behind her and to kiss her neck and shoulders. He looked at me to ask, can I remove the bra, and I motioned for him to move around in front of her so that he could see and soak in what I was seeing.
I stood up to walk to her and told him to kiss her again, which he excitedly did. I stepped behind her and kissed her neck and unclasped her bra. I wanted him to see her exposed, and wanted the both of them to know that I was trusting both of them and I was giving her up as a gift. I then told her to finish undressing him. She did so and then sat back to look at the present before him. He wasn't much more than I was, but he was different. Maybe a little thicker, and just a tad longer. I have to say though, it was impressive. No curves, just hard and straight. She was on her knees and I whispered in her ear asking her if she was ready to put him in her mouth. She looked up at me sharply, kissed me deeply and immediately engulfed his cock. There was a time she hated sucking cock, but in the last few years has made a mission to enjoy it and become the greatest cocksucker I've ever known. She leaves hickies on the head of mine, all the time. She was deep throating him, and then pulling her mouth to the tip, exposing her tongue while she licked around the tip. While doing this, she kept eye contact with me the entire time except for the one look up to him for approval. After about 2 minutes, he pulled her head off of him because he was about to cum, and none of us wanted that to happen yet.