It was an interesting idea. Joy wanted to pick up a stranger and I wanted to watch while she did. However, I wanted not only to watch her pick him up but to watch her seduce, play, tease and then fuck him. But, I wanted it to be as if I were not there.
Maybe I could hide in the closet......
Too cliché.....
Besides, I wanted to watch from start to finish, literally. I wanted to watch her seduce a man and then watch him explode onto her. Hmmmm, but how?
I broached the idea with her over dinner in Omaha one weekend. Initially, she was surprised about my idea. But, the more we talked about it, the more interested she got in the concept. And the more interested she got, the more excited we both got.
I was hard enough that I should have been feeling light-headed from the redirection of blood flow to a more southerly location. And, I could tell that Joy was equally becoming aroused. Her nipples were as hard as gumdrops and the thin semi-sheer material of her blouse did little to hide them. At one point, she folded her arms loosely on the table and I could see that she was unconscientiously flicking her finger back and forth across her hard nipple, tweaking it lightly. Although she didn't realize it, I could tell that the stimulation was heightening her arousal because her voice was becoming a little breathy.
The restaurant had a place in the bar where we could sit somewhat privately on a couch close to each other and I massaged her leg as we drank a glass of wine after dinner and managed to work out most of the details of how this might happen.
By the time we finished our wine we were both so excited that we could barely stand to stay in the bar. So, we worked our way to towards the room. We headed for the elevator and as the elevator door closed, she talked about how she would be in the elevator with him.
Now we lost ourselves in each other, I pulled her close and reached down and unbuttoned a couple of the buttons on the front of her skirt and slid my hand beneath. Her silky black stocking felt so soft and I massaged her thigh through it for only a moment as the elevator whisked us up to the 5th floor. Before we got there, I moved my hand up across her bare thigh above the stocking and across the smooth mound of her pussy. She spread her legs slightly to invite my further exploration and I slid a finger across her very swollen clit and immediately found a pool of her juices. Just as I dipped my finger in and covered it, her eyes rolled back in her head with pleasure and she immediately let go a lightly intense orgasm. I brought my finger, now covered with her juices to my mouth to taste. She was so sweet.
The elevator stopped at the 5th and we exited, Joy's knees a little weak from the quick orgasm as we walked down the hall to our room. Half way there, she stopped and unzipped my trousers and pulled my very hard cock loose. She pulled me close and pulled open her skirt and guided me to her dripping pussy. She wrapped one arm around me and the guided my cock to her waiting opening and pulled hard against me and pulled me deep. She leaned back against the wall as I pushed in hard and fast. It only took moments before we both climaxed together. I could feel my cum oozing out around my cock as I pulled from her.
We walked the rest of the way down the hall to our room and retired to the bed to continue our play.
But this is only the start of the story.
As I said, I wanted to watch as Joy picked up a stranger and I wanted to watch everything. Given the fact that my watching might freak a real typical stranger out, we knew that we had to play out this fantasy with someone who could role play out the perfect evening. So, we contacted a gentleman that we had met and played with before. His name was Mike and he lived in Omaha, and we planned to head back to Omaha the following weekend for the perfect place to play out the fantasy.
Joy called Mike and explained what we wanted to do and asked if he would be interested in playing out this role with us. Since we had role-played with him before, he was game and we set up the weekend.
Joy and I checked into the Magnolia Hotel in Omaha mid day on the following Saturday and she started to primp and prepare for the evening. She shaved her pussy so that there was only the slimmest little landing strip that pointed perfectly to her clit. She showered, and primped and took lots of time. When she finally stepped out of the bathroom, my jaw dropped to the floor and my cock sprang to life. She was wearing a blue, very thin, silky, wrap around dress that showed off every curve and every part of her body. As she turned to model for me, I could see that the material was so thin and clingy that it molded to her ass cheeks and fell deep into the crack of her ass. As she turned toward me, I could see the complete outline of her nipples in the material. I could see not only her very hard nipple, but the shape and smoothness of her breasts. I could also see the outline of the garter straps she was wearing and I could easily see the darkness of her black stockings through the thin material. As she twirled, the skirt split open to give me a nice view of the stocking tops and the soft skin of her thigh above them.
"How do I look?" she asked.
"HOT, Baby. Absolutely smoking!"
She came over closer to me and put her right leg up on the desk chair. The skirt fell open to give me a great view of her shaved pussy. She seductively adjusted her stocking, teasing me with no mercy. She stood there with her foot up on the seat of the chair and looked up at me. "Are you ready?"
"I am. Are you?" My voice cracked with nervousness.
"Very. Let's go."
The strategy was all mapped out. Mike was game for playing his role and we knew from previous outings with him that he could go with the flow.
I walked a few steps behind Joy as we made our way to the elevator. From this moment on, I was invisible. I was the proverbial "fly on the wall" and that is the way that I would be the rest of the night.
Joy pushed the button for the elevator and turned to the mirror on the wall across from the doors and primped one more time. She was already into her role. She was now alone and I stepped back to assume my position as the fly. The elevator door opened and she stepped inside as if she was completely alone and on a mission to get fucked. Just before the door closed, the fly stepped in and watched.
She was so beautiful and so alluring. I watched her every move and grew very aroused. Her nipples were hard as gumdrops again and sticking through the thin material of the dress so pronouncedly it was almost like it wasn't there.
When the doors opened to the lobby, Joy stepped out with authority and very seductively walked across the lobby toward the bar. Every eye in the room was on her and every eye was undressing what little they couldn't see in the dress now. I exited the elevator a little farther away than we were in the hall, shadowing her through the lobby toward the bar. Joy had "Come Fuck Me" written in every step she took.
By the time that I got to the bar Joy was already perched on a stool near the far end, right next to Mike. I slipped into a seat at a table across the room where I could watch everything that happened. Mike noticed her but got immediately into his role. I could see that he was very slyly trying to undress her with his eyes, but not trying to be too obvious as to act like he knew her. All the guys in the bar wished that she had sat down next to them. As Joy crossed her legs, the dress she was wearing split open and gave Mike (and me) a healthy view of her sexy thigh and just a hint of the top of the black stocking. She looked so sexy sitting there.
The bartender quickly stepped over and asked her for her order. I could tell that he was going to give her top notch service and pay a lot of attention to her. The whole time the bartender was taking her order, he was staring straight at her breasts. So, I knew that her nipples had to be just as hard as could be. It was very obvious that the bartender was enjoying what he was seeing. It made me even more excited to know that he too was enjoying my wife.
Mike was nursing a beer next to her and looked her up and down but again didn't act like he knew her. This was off to a great start.
I watched as Joy uncrossed and crossed her legs. Each time, it drew Mike's attention down to them. And each time her thigh became more exposed so that eventually, the entire top of her stocking was exposed and Mike could see just a glimpse of her skin above the stocking.
When the waiter brought her a glass of wine to her she reached down and pulled the skirt slightly open and pulled a twenty dollar bill from inside the top of her stocking and laid it out on the bar. The bartender's eyes opened wide and his mouth dropped to his chest. And I could tell by Mike's reaction that even he was surprised. "Keep the change" she said to the bartender with a smile.
Joy swirled the wine slightly and seductively and took a very slow and deliberate sip. Then she made the first move as put down the glass and turned toward Mike. She looked as if she started a conversation by saying something but I couldn't hear what was said. I watched every movement. She introduced herself and started to chat. As she did so, Joy turned slightly in the seat toward Mike and crossed her legs again. The dress fell open wide enough that even I could get a great look at her sexy exposed thigh and the top of the black stocking. I could also see the key card for the hotel room tucked sexily into the top.
As they chatted, Joy was obviously engaging in full conversation just as if she didn't know Mike. And he was playing his part well. I strained to try to hear something of what they said. At one point I considered moving to a table closer so that I could hear, but with all the people in the room, I decided that it might be obvious and stayed where I was. Besides, the mystery was driving me crazy horny.
