From the author: For the background on this submission, please refer to my previous submission, 'One Winter Night'. The names used in the following account are fictitious.
Natalie leaned across the table, fully aware of the fact that, in doing so, her loose fitting white blouse would surrender a clear view of her uncovered breasts to the handsome young waiter who had offered her a menu. I could see the lucky waiter's eyes widen and then quickly retreat, as if unsure of exactly where they should fix their gaze. From Natalie's position, I was sure that the waiter could see the areolas and large nipples of her milky white breasts quite easily. Natalie, undaunted by the young waiter's reticence, made sure to let her fingers slightly caress his outstretched hand as she took the menu from him.
"Thank you, hon", she said, smiling innocently as if she was completely unaware of the view she had just given to this young waiter. He couldn't have been more than 18 or 19, at the most.
"Uh, uh, I, I'll be back to take your order shortly," the waiter said as he stole another quick glance down Natalie's shirt at her completely exposed tits. With that, he hurriedly turned and left us, no doubt to inform some of his co-workers about the "hot" babe who was flashing her tits at table 38.
"Natalie, you naughty girl", I started, "I just hope that we get to order and that he brings us our dinner before he goes to the bathroom to jerk-off." She laughed at this, "He's a real cutie, I hope he liked what he saw" she said. At this, she proceeded to study the menu. This was the new Natalie. She had definitely become much more daring since that night with John.
Natalie and I have been married for over twelve years. About a year and a half ago, she had, for the first and only time in her life, experienced another man. Ever since that time, she has seemed to come out of her shell sexually and has taken on a new confidence that she hadn't exhibited prior to that particular encounter, especially with regards to her own body and her seeming desire, at certain times, to put it on public display. I actually found this quite exhilarating and was only too happy to play along.
"So, what would you like to do after dinner?" I asked. She had dressed very sexily tonight and I thought that she might be up for an adventure of some sort or other. I was in one of my adventurous moods and the thought of Natalie acting like a slut was already starting to turn me on.
"Um, it's such a nice evening." Natalie began. "My friend Jenna told me about a new open air nightclub by the harbor that sounds like a lot of fun. She says that it usually gets pretty crowded and that the people that go there are usually a little older. I thought that maybe we could go there after dinner, since from what I heard, it doesn't really start hopping until after 11:00."
"I like the idea." I replied. My mind started to wander to the thought of Natalie sexily teasing some of the patrons of this place. She would let complete strangers get a good look at her wares and who knows, maybe even let one have his way with her entirely.
For a 35 year old woman, Natalie was still a knockout. She kept herself in good shape and knew how to dress in order to present her best attributes in a most flattering way. Tonight she was wearing a light, white cotton blouse, a mid-thigh length skirt and heels. As it was quite warm, she had chosen not to wear stockings nor, or so I assumed, any panties. I and most certainly that young waiter, was quite sure that she wasn't wearing a bra.
During dinner, we discussed the standard married couple issues as people so often do. We talked about home and work along with other mundane things that are part of everyone's daily lives. We had decided on a nice red wine with our meal and half way through the second bottle, Natalie changed the subject to John. We hadn't spoken of that evening with John very often and usually when we did it was only spoken of through fantasies of her being fucked by him during our own love-making. I know that the memory has, since that evening, never been far from her mind and I often wondered if she ever thought about giving him a call.
"You know," she said, "ever since that night I was with John, I have always wondered how you were able to stand it. I mean, you sat there and waited, while I went home with that guy, knowing full well what was about to happen. I know you told me that you wanted me to fuck him, but sometimes I feel like I should have said no and that, in the end, I actually took advantage of you by going through with it."
Natalie looked down into her glass and waited for my answer.
We had been through this before and I had always assured her that what she did with John, she had done for both of us. "Come on, babe" I said. "If I had a problem with you going home with him, I wouldn't have instigated it. Your experience with John was something that helped fulfill needs we both have and hasn't changed the way I feel about you, on the contrary, that night has only helped to make our relationship that much stronger. Hell, if the opportunity presented itself again, I doubt that I would do anything differently at all." I gave her a sly grin to which she responded with a look of pure innocence.
After dinner, we made our way across town to the harbor. It was a beautiful evening, still very warm, but with a slight breeze blowing in off the water. The nightclub was situated in a renovated section of what used to be old shipping warehouses. The owners had converted one of the old piers into a nightclub with two bars, a dance floor and with an overall "islands" type of atmosphere. When we arrived, I noticed how crowded the place was and asked Natalie if she was feeling up to going in separately. She had brought up John for a reason while we were at dinner, so I was sure that she might have something like that in mind for tonight. She looked at me and nodded.
"Give me your wedding ring." I said. "You can pretend to be single tonight. Who knows, maybe you'll get lucky!" She slowly took off the band and I noticed the white ring of skin around her finger. She noticed it too and reached into her pocket book, pulled out some make-up and proceeded to darken the area slightly so it wouldn't be as noticeable. She quickly checked her hair and makeup, gave me a kiss, got out of the car and walked into the club. I took my time parking the car. Since the place was so crowded I actually ended up parking some ways away. I entered the club about ten minutes after Natalie had already gone in.
This place was really packed. I thought about trying to find Natalie to see what she was up to, but decided instead to just make my way over to the bar and get a drink. The DJ was playing island music and the whole atmosphere was very similar to a beach party. As I waited for my chance to get a drink, I saw Natalie on the other side of the bar talking to an older gentleman. He looked to be in his early to mid fifties but had a full head of grey hair. They seemed to be having a good conversation and I could see that Natalie was enjoying herself. After I got my drink, I found a spot where I could still watch them without being too obvious about it.
The older gentleman ordered what looked to be pina coladas and gave one to Natalie. About this time, some people had moved into my field of view and soon I could no longer see Natalie and her gentleman friend. As it seemed she was doing just fine with the older gentleman, I just stood where I was and finished my drink. I'd let nature take its course tonight.
A couple of drinks and an hour or so later, I ran into Natalie as she was coming out of the ladies room. "How's it going?" I asked.
"Wait 'till you hear this." She said. "I met this guy and I have been talking with him for about an hour. He is from out-of-town, married and is here for the week on business. Anyway, we get to talking about sex and he tells me that he is into watching other people have sex! So, and I can't believe that I actually said this by the way, I said that I would love to let him watch me having sex and that, if I could find someone willing, maybe we could find some way to satisfy both of our naughty desires. He almost dropped his drink when I said that, but then told me that he had a suite at the Hilton and that we could use it for our little show."
She must have seen the look on my face, but quickly continued. "We talked about our little plan for a while and I came up with an idea that Howard really liked. He and I will pretend that we are a married couple. I, the slut wife, just happen to be along with him on his business trip. I am supposed to find a suitable guy and explain to him that my husband would very much like to watch him fuck me and that I would very much like for my husband to watch me get fucked."
At that point, I interjected, "Are you serious? That is really wild!" Natalie looked at me and I could see how excited she was about the whole affair. I told her to continue.
"Anyway", she continued, "I'm thinking that you seem like the perfect candidate for our little fantasy." She was teasing me. "He doesn't know about you, the fact that I know you, or the fact that I am actually married to you and I see no reason to spoil his fantasy by telling him anything about us at all. As far as he is concerned, you are just some guy that I was able to pick up who thinks that he is going to fuck someone's slutty wife while her husband gets to watch. What do you think?"
I was a little taken aback by this turn of events, to say the least. I had, in truth, never thought about the idea of putting on a sex show, but I could see the look in Natalie's eyes. She really wanted to do it! "Natalie, you are crazy, but if this is what you want to do, of course I'll play along." I said.
She gave me a big smile and said, "I guess this time it should be my turn to fulfill a fantasy of my own. You just won't believe how wet I am right now thinking about letting Howard, that's his name by the way, watch you fuck me. Are you really willing to do this? I don't want to do anything that you don't want to."
