Sharon and I have been married for more than twenty wonderful years. We are in our forties and love each other more now than we did when first married. I have long fantasized about my wife taking another man, but she has made it quite clear that she is interested in no other man than me. Sharon is 5'4", brown hair and hazel eyes, she is a little heavy by some standards but not mine, and has great looking breasts, 38C's. To me she is perfect and I want no other woman.
Sharon and I worked at a small manufacturing company in the Ottawa area, and had many contacts in Montreal where our two major customers had offices. I worked in customer service and Sharon in sales. Her contacts were mostly men, and when I was offered and accepted a new job they all told her if she was ever in the area to come for a visit. Sharon and I left the company and she started looking for work while I got used to the new position. My company was having troubles with one of their major customers and I was sent to Montreal to handle the problem. Since Sharon was out of work I asked her to come with me, a few days away would be fun.
Sharon agreed and as we were going to be in Montreal she contacted two of her contacts and told them she would be in town for a couple days. Arriving in Montreal we checked into the hotel and were surprised to find a message from Dave, the younger of the buyers. He and Adam would meet us for dinner in a local restaurant and have drinks after, perhaps even some dancing. Well I do not dance, but I know Sharon loves to. She doesn't go dancing because I don't and I told her this would be a great chance for her to do some dancing. She looked at me suspiciously wondering if I was trying to get her in bed with Dave, but I convinced her it was innocent.
I guess some needs to be said about these gentlemen, Adam is roughly our age, with dark hair and a strong jaw-line. Dave is blonde, about 10 years younger than us and has no trouble getting the ladies. Sharon always chatted with him while they worked together, and I think secretly she was interested in him, but would never do anything improper.
Dinner was great and Adam and I talked while Sharon and Dave carried on with their relationship. Adam had worked in similar positions to mine and we had many stories to share with each other, which left Sharon to talk to Dave. Dinner ended and we moved on to the bar for dancing. Adam and I continued to talk and Dave soon had Sharon on the floor, even though she protested she was out of shape and practice. Between songs Sharon would slip back to the table for a drink, or a rest and she was soon a little tipsy. A slow song came on and Dave swept her into his arms before she had a chance to get off the floor. The two of them chatted a little while the song was on and Sharon had to move her head in close to hear what he was saying. Dave let his hand slip down to gently rub my wife's behind while they were dancing and she seemed to slip in a little closer. I pretended not to notice and continued my conversation with Adam even though the blood was no longer moving to my head, but an increasing amount was finding another location to stay.
The dance ended and Sharon lingered a little in Dave's arms, he kept his hand on the small of her back as they returned to the table. Adam announced it was late and he would have to get going so he could get to work for the morning. Dave and I shook his hand and Sharon gave him a hug good-bye. As he left I announced I had to go to the restroom and would grab drinks on my way back. Sharon and Dave sat at the table alone and leaned in close to talk. I saw his hand drop to her leg just above the knee and she didn't move it away. I smiled to myself and I went about my duties.
They were still talking as I returned, unnoticed, to the table. I saw Dave's hand still on her leg, but it was now under her skirt and a little higher on her thigh. Sharon was flushed and seemed happy so again I pretended not to notice, although jealousy was warring with lust inside me. Lust won and I stayed silent. I knew I would be getting some hot sex later, even if she was thinking of Dave instead of me. Soon another good song for dancing came on and Dave asked if they could dance again. Sharon looked at me, as if considering not going and leaving me alone. I smiled and said "Go ahead honey, enjoy yourself. I'll be ok here."