Based on our own experiences, this tale tells the story of how a very happily married, very vanilla couple found a male lover they could share.
The rest of the day was quite uneventful and when we returned to our bedroom later that night it was clear that Sally didn't really want to discuss it any further. Over the next week life seemed to get back to normal and again the topic didn't seem up for discussion. On the Friday night we went out with two other couples for a meal and a few drinks. We get together, the six of us, every couple of months or so. As usual it was a good night, everyone a little tipsy, the girls off dancing and gossiping, us blokes chatting shit. The girls garnered a bit of attention on the dance floor from a group of younger guys. Luckily the three of us are of the mindset that they are old enough and wise enough to look after themselves and we always leave them to it.
I noticed that Sally seemed to be getting more serious attention from one particular guy whilst the other lads were more interested in pratting about with her two friends. I casually moved our group of three around a little so I had a better view of the dance floor and in particular my wife and her young suitor. They had also maneuvered themselves away from the bigger group and seemed to be very focused on each other. Sally had the biggest smile on her face and was giving it all her sexiest moves. The young buck was grinning from ear to ear.
My cock was already hardening in my jeans as I carefully watched on. I was trying not to alert either my two friends attention or my wife's to the fact I had seen what was happening. I noticed the occasional glancing stroke of his hand on her arm and hers on his. They also turned their backs to each other a few times. To start with they pretended to be rubbing their arses against each other but that very quickly changed to full contact each time they did this. My erection and heart rate both grew exponentially.
A short while later the ladies returned for a drink and the group of lads did likewise somewhere else in the bar. Sally quickly made for the toilets. When she didn't return in what would be a usual amount of time, my cock grew even more. My mind raced with sexy scenarios of my wife being naughty with this young and very fit looking stranger. Thankfully everyone else in the group seemed completely oblivious to her absence. On her return Sally, simply smiled broadly at me before suggesting the girls dance some more and leaving me with a sly and cheeky wink.
It only took a few seconds of the girls being back on the dance floor before their admirers were back and the two little groups had re-formed. This time the contact between my wife and him was undeniable. Every chance he got, his hand slid across her arse or up her side before glancing her ample tits. Sally reciprocated by occasionally grabbing a handful of his tight arse and even glancing across the obvious bulge in his trousers. It was so fucking hot and I was so completely distracted from our conversation I had to ask several times what we were actually talking about.
As the evening and the bar began to wind down I watched as he obviously attempted to keep her on the dancefloor for a slow number. Thankfully she refused and returned quickly with the other girls as the place started to empty. Our friends said their goodbye's as they were heading for the taxi rank and we needed the train station.
"Do I have time to nip to the loo before we head off?" Sally asked.
"Yes of course." I replied adding, "and maybe a quick goodbye?"
"Oh shit, was I that obvious...oh shit Dan I'm so sorry...I don't need to go...sorry Dan it was just a bit of flirting honestly..."
I held my wife's hands as I smiled at her and said,
"I'm messing with you Sal, go...go say goodbye to your young hunk, it's fine...it's more than fine..."
As my voice trailed off I moved one of her hands to my crotch and the hard bulge that was there.
Sally looked at me, a mixture of nervousness and shock played across her face before I kissed her delicately on the lips and whispered,
"Go give him a goodbye to remember...trust me...I am absolutely 100% happy with whatever you do...and if you don't trust me, trust him."
As I said this, I once more held her hand to my hard cock and made sure to make it twitch and grow as she did so.
Sally leaned in and kissed my cheek as she whispered,
"You are fucking amazing and you are so getting laid when we get home."
With that she skipped off in the direction of the toilets. I nursed what was left of my beer as my head spun with the implications of what we were doing and where this may be heading.
I hopped nervously from foot to foot waiting for my wife to return, wandering exactly what may be happening, wandering if there was actually something wrong with me. Any normal man would never have let their wife just go say goodbye to someone they had been flirting with and been touched up by all night. I not only let her do that but was secretly hoping that something more than a quick goodbye was going to happen. Hard to admit but I really hoped he had her pinned to the wall and was finger blasting her to orgasm as they kissed passionately. Perhaps even something more. This was not normal behaviour for a very happily married man, was it?
I drained my pint just in time to see Sally heading back over to me, slightly flushed and yet looking as happy as I can ever remember. She kissed me passionatley before simply stating we were going and grabbing our coats.
Sally held my hand tight as we walked out and headed for the station.
"Well???" I said inquisitively.
My cock was still throbbing and rock hard in my jeans.
"Wait till we get home, I'll tell you everything, although there's not much to tell really."
"Seriously, that's gonna be an hour." I replied as I once more ran her hand over my hard bulge.
"When we get home Daniel." Was all the reply I got.
The "drunk train" was unusually quiet and we had pretty much a carriage to ourselves. We huddled together, side by side, kissing like two teenagers. Sally pulled my coat from my lap and covered hers with it, before putting my hand underneath it and onto the bare skin of her leg.
I tentatively slid it up her thigh until I could feel the heat of her pussy reaching my fingers. I caressed her thigh gently, small movements up and down, back and forth. I was unsure how far she wanted me to go.
We stopped kissing and I checked around, still no one near us, I searched her eyes for a signal. She bit her bottom lip and nodded. I slid my hand further up, the heat was intense and her thighs were a little sticky and clammy. My cock jumped in my jeans quite noticeably and Sally ran her hand over the bulge momentarily before opening her thighs wider. This caused her short skirt to ride a little higher and gave me better access to her hot, wet, hole.
The next slight movement and I was there, touching her wet, moist lips. It took me a moment to register, no knickers. I know she put them on earlier as I was there when she dressed. She was also incredibly wet which grabbed my attention even more. We continued to kiss as I worked two fingers into her, easily adding a third a few moments later. Sally pulled my face to one side so she could kiss my cheek and nibble and whisper into my ear.
"You can make me cum on this train Dan, so fucking easy, I am right there...seriously make me cum on this seat."
As she continued to breath heavily into my neck I pressed my thumb on her hard clit. She was so wet it was hard to keep the pressure exactly where I know she likes it to be, but I tried my hardest.
Less than a minute later Sally was panting heavily into my neck as I rubbed at her nub, three fingers still buried inside her sopping wet tunnel. She began to shake and jerk under me trying her hardest to hide her cries of pleasure. It became too much for her and just as I felt a warm gush of fluid squirt over my entire hand, she had to let it out.
"Uggghhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck."
It was elongated and slow and reasonably quiet but I am sure anyone else within 10 rows of seats would have heard it and anyone with half a brain would have known what it meant.
Sally has gushed a little before when she has cum but never like this and certainly never in public. She soaked my hand, the back of her skirt and undoubtedly the seat beneath. It was once more one of the hottest things to ever happen to me and whilst this seemed to be a thing of late, I was fucking loving it. I held my hand still and steady until her orgasm had rolled over her and her breathing steadied. We broke apart and Sally suddenly realised how hard she had cum as she looked under my jacket at the wet patch on her skirt beneath.
"Fucking hell Dan, I don't know what's happening to me...."
I stopped her by kissing her hard and saying,
"Nor me, but I fucking love it and I fucking love you Sal and I don't think I have ever fancied you more. Now let's move seats."
We cuddled quietly in the back of the taxi from the station and headed straight for the bedroom stripping naked instantly.
"Lie down, on your back." Sally instructed.
I lay down, my cock still almost fully hard. Sally crawled up the bed and took me in her hand smiling up at me. A few quick pulls on my cock and it was fully erect, she wasted no time in mounting me and I slid easily into her soaking wet pussy. Sally looked down at me smiling as she began to slowly ride my cock, her big tits and hard nipples swaying above my face.
"Tonight was so much fun Dan and it was so hot but it was also quite scary and I need to know we are good because we have too much to lose and I don't ever want to lose you."
I smiled back at her about to speak and she shushed me.
"I need to talk and I need to see your reaction, your true reaction because I need to know what we both want and expect from whatever the fuck we seem to be doing."
Sally leaned forward on her hands, resting them either side of my head and looked almost into my soul through my open eyes. Her hard nipples were resting on my chest as she ground down on me, tiny movements but they felt incredible.
"I want to tell you everything about tonight, but I need to know that you're happy hearing everything? Not just the physical things that happened but also how I felt and feel about it all. If there is anything you don't want to hear or any parts that you know or feel will hurt you, then I need to know now."
She continued to hold my gaze whilst moving her hips and tits just enough to make sure my hard on was going nowhere fast.
"Honestly Sally, I want to hear everything, I need to hear everything and nothing you can say is going to hurt me. Seeing you so happy earlier, so alive and...well...so horny just made my heart fill with even more love for you, more love and more desire. You are right, we have too much to lose but you will never lose me. I have had a permanent hard on for you since we started talking of all this and that also is going nowhere."
She leaned down and we kissed deeply, my hands cupping her face and my hips pushing my cock up deeper inside her pussy.
"I fucking love you Dan, how did I end up so lucky to get to share my life with you?"
"I feel exactly the same my darling."
She pulled back away so she was upright as she continued riding my cock. Her beautiful and amazing tits swaying slightly as she did, nipples hard as bullets.
