My name is Pete, the much talked about husband of Emma.
We've been married about 10 years and are deeply in love. As you may have read Ems' other stories you'll know a bit about us and our marriage.
We have two children who are 12 and 7. Life has been really hectic since they were born to the extent where we can hardly remember what it was like before they came along.
After I returned from a week away on business we decided that we needed more time together, alone. So we thought a date night every week would be a good place to start trying to rekindle our romance.
Ems has always somehow managed to maintain a very sexy curvy but slim figure, even after giving birth twice. Her boobs have not suffered much either which is very comforting to us both!
This story is about what happened when we were out for a Friday night date night about month after we started our romantic nights out.
I arrived home from work a bit later than I had planned to find Ems had got the kids in bed and our baby sitter Tom was reading to our eldest as the youngest was sleeping already.
Ems was in the bathroom getting ready so I went to the kitchen and got a beer out while I waited for her to finish. After a long day travelling visiting clients I needed a shower before we were to leave the house.
I soon heard the bathroom door open so knew I could jump in the shower. As I turned to go upstairs I saw Ems begin to descend and wow, what a sight I saw. She looked incredible in a long flowing floral satin maxi dress. I'd not seen it before but was enjoying the scene. It was a halterneck dress which swept along the floor with a very low exposed back and a very low plunging front showing a glorious but classy amount of cleavage.
As she turned around once in the hallway I could see she was obviously not wearing a bra but she was wearing a very sexy lace thong. The dress was fairly sheer and you could easily see the thong through the material. I was now getting incredibly hard from just looking at my sexy flirty wife. Not for before we had children had I seen her dress in such a provocative but classy way.
Her makeup was her trademark smokey eyes, pink lipstick and lipgloss. Followed by a little blusher and slightly curled shoulder length blonde hair. She looked incredible.
We'd not swung together for a very long time but I knew she would be getting lots of attention tonight and that just made me even harder.
I tried to hug and cuddle my foxy wife but she pushed me away ordering me to get ready or we might lose our table reservation.
It took so much self-control not to wank off in the shower but I knew we'd be back home before we knew it and getting down to some fun.
As I stepped into the lounge, ready to leave, I witnessed Ems' enjoying the awkwardness of Tom not knowing where to look but wanting to talk to such a gorgeous lady. We'd known Tom for a few years as our babysitter but the only time he saw Ems was when she was all glammed up to go out. I used to joke that he must go and wank off every time we leave the house! Tonight would be no different I was sure as he had blatantly seen her breasts freely moving and her thong teasing him through the dress.
Now in her 5" strappy heels we proceeded to trott to our car to drive into the city to our restaurant.
The meal all went fine without anything to report. It was a lovely meal but we both decided we weren't ready to go home yet. So we called into a bar on the way back to the car.
Ems loved to drink, not too much but she definitely liked to let her hair down when she could and enjoyed a few glasses of wine. I wasn't drinking at all due to driving. This didn't bother me as I never really drank too much and was more than happy for Ems to enjoy herself. I knew inside that it also had the benefit of relaxing her and the sex when she's relaxed is amazing.
We hadn't had a good sex session for some months now. I'd been working away a lot on business and with other family events we just hadn't had the space or time. As you'll know from the other stories, we have a very open and relaxed marriage. Ems had therefore been out to a few small swingers parties over the past month but I personally hadn't been to any and only had enjoyed a few lonely wanks. Ems alway sent me a few selfies before she went out on her dates without me so I'd had some footage to wank over but still, I'd not had actual sex with anyone else for a good two months or so.
Tonight I really thought we might have a chance and I was really looking forward to Ems being relaxed enough for me to fist her. This is something she originally wasn't too fussed about but, over time without mentioning it, I had managed to slip my entire hand inside her pussy. The orgasms she experienced from fisting were so emotionally charged and deep and long lasting she would often just lay there and shiver from the intensity of it all and even sometimes cry. The first time I swear she nearly passed out from the overwhelming feelings of it all.
Anyway, it was soon midnight and we'd spent over two hours in the bar drinking. Over this time Ems had got to know a guy called Harry. He was there with some friends but they'd moved on about an hour ago. He was a professional businessman based in the city and was a little older than us at about 48. I was 42 and Ems was 38.
Ems and Harry had been inseparable for at least the past hour, both drinking and dancing almost all the time. We'd found out that Harry was divorced about 3 years ago and came out most weekend with his younger male friends just for some social time out from living alone. He too had children but they had left home for uni. His wife had not handled the empty home very well and had a mid-life crisis and was now living with another woman.