When I got home, I went on-line and searched my local area for dogging sites. There were several, including one quite close to an up-market pub/restaurant that we had used in our early days. I called Ash, my wife, (Short for Ashley.) and told her that we would be eating out that night, 'to celebrate my success up north'.
The place was packed, I had needed to book. It was a favourite place for people to show off, slightly exclusive, jackets and ties obligatory. All the women present were dressed to kill, some very fashionable designer wear, wafting about on a cloud of expensive perfume. I only had eyes for Ash. If I could pull this off, my prize would be the best looking woman in the room.
I made sure that most of the wine was directed her way, and encouraged her to finish with and Irish coffee. I was driving of course, but I wanted her in mellow mood
"Where are we going?"
She asked, as soon as she realised we were not heading for home.
"Wait and see." I replied.
We pulled into the car park designated as a dogging location, I killed the lights, there were several cars there already. One car had people grouped around it, this car had the interior light on. Faces turned to watch me park. Ashley gave me a questioning look.
"Do you remember our early days, when we had sex in the car in places like this?". I asked. "I thought that we could try to re-capture it."
"Yes, but there are people here," she protested.
"Only doing the same," I countered.
There was a knock on the window, I rolled it down. A man, clearly the designated sentinel, asked if he could help.
"We would just like to watch, if that's ok with you?" I said.
He looked at Ash, back at me, then nodded and walked back to the group.
"What was that about?" Asked Ashley.
"Things have moved on since our days, people nowadays like an audience. We've been invited." I explained.
"To watch someone have sex?" She said incredulously.
"Are you coming?" I asked, getting out of the car.
"No." She replied.
I walked over to the illuminated car, there were four men, including the sentinel, all with their cocks out wanking, and two women, dressed like street girls, all watching. In the car was a couple in the back seat, the front seats were as far forward as they would go. She was sitting on his lap, facing away. She was impaled on his cock.
She wore a Basque type garment and hold-ups. No knickers. The cups of the bra were pulled down, her tits being supported by his hands instead.
The wankers ignored me, the sentinel asked where my missus was. I said that she had bottled out, he just shrugged and continued enjoying the show.
Soon after, we were joined by Ashley, the wankers made room for her. She could not believe her eyes. Before she could react, the man in the car pulled his cock out, held it upright and sent a volley of spunk up his partners belly, the wankers responded, sending their tributes against the sides of the car and its windows.
Ashley gasped and walked away. The men 'adjusted their clothing' and the group dispersed, the star of the show got into the driver's seat of his car and drove off. Only the sentinel and myself remained.
"Like what you see?". He asked.
I nodded. He continued;
"We meet up most Fridays, in various places, if you want to become part of it, email me so that I can contact you, will let you know where the next meet is. Are you familiar with O.S. grid references?"
I said that I was.
"That is how you will find us. I'm Adrian."
He stuck out his hand, the one he'd been wanking with. Reluctantly I shook it and told him my name. We walked back to the cars.
"How long have you been dogging?" I asked.
"We don't think of it as dogging, that's a free for all. This is more like Al fresco swinging, by invitation only. We recruit from people like you, curious casuals. There are three categories: watchers, show-ers and players, newcomers usual start as watchers and progress to players, you choose if and when. Absolute discretion, condoms compulsory for full sex, optional for oral. We will look forward to seeing you, but as watchers until you're accepted."
He wrote his email on a parking ticket, we shook hands again and went on our way.
Ash was silent all the way home and as we got ready for bed. I thought that I had blown it, that this was goodbye. But she came to bed naked. I always sleep naked, so did she in our exchange of body fluid days, but since we had drifted apart, she usually wore a nightdress or pyjamas. On the odd occasion that she came to me naked it meant only one thing...
She cuddled up to me, fondling my already hard cock.
"Did you know that was going to happen?". She asked.
" Not exactly, but I had heard that things happen there," I replied. "Were you shocked?"
"Yes."
"Horrified?"
"No, I was just not expecting it."
"Would you like to go again?"
"I'll think about it".
She climbed on top of me and fed my rigid cock into her slot, she was very wet. She was interested.
In our good times, we had sometimes watched soft porn together, she also had a talent for detecting couples who were getting amorous beyond decency and would surreptitiously spy on them. We had visited Amsterdam's red light district and had been to a live sex show, she had wanked me off during the show.
"Everybody's doing it," she had said.
We had also had sex, various kinds, in public places; back alleys, public toilets, trains, parks, top of a bus. Once even in a London department store.
So she was not averse to sex in public. But how far would she go?
The email arrived on Tuesday. I eagerly grabbed the map. The reference was close to another wooded car park familiar from our early days, but about 300 metres along the road. Odd. I assumed that it was a typo. There was a time and an invitation to reply. I showed Ash.
"Just to watch?". She asked.
"Just to watch," I replied.
She gave me the go ahead.
We were dead on time. The road to the car park was closed by a barrier. I drove on to the exact reference given. Parked off the road on the verge, were several cars. Adrian stood alongside one, talking to someone in a car. I parked behind him and got out, he waved and a woman got out of the car. She was introduced as Lisa. Ashley joined us.
We had been told to bring a torch and for Ash to wear shoes that she could walk in. Adrian led the way and at his suggestion, I brought up the rear. There was a broad path through the woods, it was not fully dark. From my position I had a good view of Lisa's backside, clad in a short skirt with an exposed zip up the back, and Cuban heels. Ash had worn tight jeans and flat shoes. I already had a hard-on.
We reached the car park/picnic site, where there were already a small group gathered. I recognised the couple who had performed in the car and some of the other men were familiar. One of the men and the other woman were new to me. Introductions were made.
Lisa and the two other women had a little conference, then Lisa announced;
"Jan is watching tonight. Clare is sucking, I'm fucking."
She peeled off her 'T' shirt, unzipped her skirt and removed it. Underneath it she was naked apart from black hold-ups. There was a thick blanket on one of the picnic tables, she stretched out on her back with her knees up and apart.
"Who's first?" She asked.
Clare stripped down her knickers and sat on the bench part of the same table, ready to be fed.
Jan's partner, Marcus, was designated sentinel. It was they who had fucked in the car. Marcus's job was easy, cars could not approach because of the barrier, there was one path in, the one we had used, intruders would be heard. Anyone creeping about otherwise would likely be up to no good and avoid us. It was all very clever, a well-chosen location.
Jan joined Marcus, the action could be seen from their guard-post.
The first man to present himself to Lisa was a good looking black man in his fifties named Toby. His wiry hair was greying. He pulled his pants down to his ankles allowing a ready erected cock to spring free, and it was quite a specimen. Ash leaned into me and said;
