This is a fantasy I have about my wife.
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I had met Mike online through a chat site. We had talked a lot about my wife, I had shown him some of her nude pics and he loved them. Mike was a friendly guy and we got along even when we weren't talking about pussy, so when he said he'd be in town for a couple of days and asked if I wanted to catch up for a beer, I quickly agreed.
We met after I finished work at a bar and were happily drinking and laughing when my surprise for Mike walked in the door. I had invited my wife along.
My wife, Amy, is 5'7" with wavy brunette hair down past her shoulders and DD tits. She's got curves in all the right places and always looks amazing. Despite this she's pretty shy. It took a lot of work to get her to pose for some dirty photos and even then she deleted most of them before I could save them. Mike had seen a few of these pics but knew I was sharing them in secret, so didn't let on.
Amy brought over some more beers and sat down. I introduced Mike as a friend from the net who was in town for a couple of nights (no lie there). As I said, Mike's a nice guy, and soon all three of us were quite drunk and laughing our asses off at bad jokes like a group of old friends.
Mike clearly enjoyed Amy's company. During her first bathroom pitstop, he leaned over and said "She's a fine piece of ass, man. I'm doing everything I can to not get caught looking at her tits." After that I noticed that Mike really was flirting with Amy; touching her shoulders while laughing, holding her hand at one point while "making a point" and making suggestive jokes at her. And as Mike was sitting opposite me, with Amy to his left at the table, I could see every time he stole a glance down to her tits or over her whole body when she went to get drinks. And then coming back from my first bathroom stop I found Mike's arm around Amy as he "mimed" a joke out. As they both laughed I noticed he had moved his leg to be pushed against hers. An "accidental" move, but one that stayed there.
It was close to midnight and we were all quite drunk, so there was agreement that we should move on to another venue for one last drink and then probably head home. As we got outside the bar Mike suggested his hotel was actually quite close and that he had a bottle of whiskey if we were interested in a nightcap there. I was keen and Amy never turns down a free drink so we agreed. Mike was quite happy and grabbed Amy's hand to playfully lead her off and I happily followed.
We were a jolly bunch laughing, and stumbling, most of the way. I made sure to keep Amy beside Mike and never stand or walk between the two. It was a ten minute walk and I noticed Mike's hands "accidentally" bump Amy's ass or brush against her side and every time we crossed a road, he would jokingly hold her hand again to help her across, until near the hotel when we crossed the last road and he casually didn't let go, leading her (and me behind them) up to his room.
Mike was a fairly well-off businessman and his hotel room was pretty spacious. I sat down on the couch and Mike finally let Amy's hand go after she sat on the bed directly opposite me. Mike made a few jokes about his "house being a mess", though he wasn't kidding about the whiskey; it was a good one too.
Mike poured three glasses and came back over sitting next to Amy on the very spacious bed.
We drank and laughed and talked about all the stuff that's important when you're drunk (including talking about sex). I noticed that Mike had moved to be up against Amy on the bed. He was resting his arm on her leg and absent mindedly stroking her bare knee with his hand. From where I was sitting I could see straight up Amy's dress. She was wearing her new sexy black lingerie. She was also pushing her leg against Mike.
The conversation slowed and our words slurred. Mike's hand was on the inside of Amy's leg now and she was smiling dreamily.
I needed to pee, so I got up woozily, (it really was good whiskey) and made my way to the bathroom. I intentionally took my time and had a peek into Mike's things. What caught my eye was the opened box of XL condoms. I didn't even know they made them in bigger sizes.
I figured I'd let them flirt long enough. And that I could collect Amy and we could head home. She'd be horny after the whiskey (she always is after she drinks) and I could get laid then fall asleep. I wasn't expecting the scene that greeted me as I opened the door.
Amy and Mike were lying on the bed kissing. Amy had one leg draped over him and he had his hands under her dress pushing it up over her ass which he had a big handful of. As I watched I saw her pull him in with her leg and push her hips towards him, her other hand holding his broad shoulders. Both of them engrossed in kissing the other.
The bathroom was at the other end of the room so I wasn't interrupting them where I was. Despite all of Mike's moves, I hadn't expected this. Amy is incredibly shy with guys, even when drinking. I was stunned. They weren't wondering where I had gone and neither showed signs of slowing down.
I didn't know what to do. My stomach was in knots and cock was already hard, despite all the alcohol.
Mike's hand was still on Amy's butt, her dress was pulled up and as I watched he slid his hand inside her underwear. Touching her skin, curling his fingers into her crack and pulling her into his crotch. Her hand had moved down from his shoulder and was now in his crotch. Her body was in the way, I couldn't see if she was already in his pants.
