First, let me tell you a little about myself. I am 32 years old, 5 foot 11 inches, brown hair, green eyes, 185 pounds, I have a 7 and 1/2 inch cut cock and my name is Chris. I work as a Senior IT Manager for a nationwide company. I am married to a very beautiful woman, Allie, who is 29 years old, 5 foot 4 inches, brown hair, hazel eyes, 122 pounds, and very firm 34C cup breasts. We had not had kids yet but it always has been part of our future plans after doing all the things that we wanted to do as a couple before having the extra burden of a child around.
I had always been orally bi-curious (but have never acted on it yet) and my wife knew this. She also knew I was interested in having a threesome with her and another girl or guy and into sharing/swapping (which we had also not acted on yet).
We were on one of our "bucket list" (what we called our list of things that we wanted to do before having kids) trip to England, Scotland and Ireland and loved our time there. I was luckily able to get a month off from work, though I did have to have some conference calls once or twice a week while we were there. Allie always hated the interference. But we still had a blast and got to do all the things we wanted to do and see while we were there. Our list was almost empty, with only one more trip left after this one, so we were almost ready to discuss our plans for trying to have a kid.
Our trip ended in London, as that was where we were flying out for our trip back home in the States. Fortunately, my wife and I always loved to fly so we were therefore not dreading the flight too much. However, we were certainly conscious of the fact that we were going to have a stranger sitting next to my wife, who would block our way out. I had opted for window seat and Allie would have the seat next to me. That was always the worst part for us. You never know if you were going to get a quiet skinny person who never says a peep or an overweight person who is obnoxious and somehow falls asleep leaning on you; or anything and everything in between.
We got in early to the airport for our flight as usual. We hated struggling to get on the plane and get our baggage stowed with a bunch of other passengers. We were able to be at the front of the queue for boarding. We luckily beat our mystery aisle person, so we were able to get to our seats and get situated for the long flight to New York.
As we waited for the plane to fill up, we were watching passengers board and were playing the, "Ohhh I hope it's not him....She looks quiet; maybe we got lucky this time" game. It was getting close to the end of boarding when our mystery person finally showed up and I knew instantly that my wife found him attractive.
He was about 6 feet tall give or take an inch, dark hair, brown eyes, and a darker skin tone – not black, just one of those people who have a constant tan look. We said our hello's and introduced ourselves and found out his name was Mike. Soon our plane started taxiing and took off. We all just sat there playing with the screens on the back headrests of the seat in front of us, trying to find something to watch.
About 2 hours into the flight, my wife and Mike started to talk and get to know each other. I noticed that as the time passed, they started to flirt with each other. It didn't bother me too much, as I knew that she loved me. I always had the fantasy of sharing her, so if it played out that something came out of it; it was a Win-Win for me. They talked for about a hour and then we all watched a movie that came on and stayed pretty quiet while it was playing.
Once the movie was over, it was starting to get dark outside. People in the plane started to turn off their lights and fall asleep. I was getting tired as well; so when the stewardess walked by, I asked her for a blanket and my wife asked if she could get one as well. The stewardess asked Mike if he wanted one too. He said that he did not need one now, as he was going to stay up and read for a while. I could never sleep comfortably on planes; but once the blankets came, both my wife and I leaned our chairs back. I fell asleep instantly.
I woke up a little later hearing some talking. I heard Mike ask the stewardess to check again. I noticed my wife had woken up as well and I heard her ask what was wrong.
He told her "Apparently, I waited too long to ask for a blanket because they seem to be all out now."
A couple of minutes passed and the stewardess came back to apologize that there were no blankets left on the plane. Mike didn't seem too upset about it. My wife asked him, "Here, want to share mine? It is plenty big enough to cover us both."
Mike asked "Are you sure? I don't want to be a bother."
She reassured him it was fine and tossed part of the blanket over him. After a couple of minutes I again fell asleep.
I must have been asleep for 2 hours, which is the longest I have been able to sleep on a plane. When I woke up, I noticed both Allie and Mike's chairs were tilted forward a bit. They were awake. I could barely tell, because they had the blanket laid across them so well, that her hand was in his lap and after watching for a few minutes; sure enough, she was rubbing his cock and I could hear them whispering back and forth but could not make out what they were saying.
I didn't move, as I wanted to see what happened. I didn't want to alert them that I was awake. I closed my eyes as much as possible while still being able to see what was going on. After a few more minutes of her stroking him and some more whispering; my wife looked over at me and then turned back to him. I could hear her say that I was still asleep. I also noticed that she stopped stroking him and had her hand back on her side. I thought they were done.
