The Excursion
Looking back on it, it was hard to say when the idea first came up, but that is how it is sometimes, it is often very difficult to pinpoint the germination of a breakthrough idea. But somehow it had become a point of their nightly discussions, an idea so revolutionary at first that the mere thought of it send shivers down Jackie's back.
She had been married to Dan for over 20 years and on a whole, they had been very good years. Sure, there were some rocky times, but the good times overshadowed them, making them vanish into obscurity. Jackie sat there at the bar in the Ritz Carlton, her mind was trying to piece together how they had come to this point. Yes, it started with her admission to Dan that she fantasized about other men, all women did, didn't they? Sure, he had known that she must have, he would notice the looks at the young Adonis type men, he wasn't upset, he realized that they were much more physically appealing than he.
I guess the idea really took hold that one night at the Lone Star in Huntsville, Brian was the waiter. He was a young, muscular, blonde haired, blue-eyed waiter who had waited on them. He was very attentive, and even seemed to flirt with her. To Dan's surprise, she had started to flirt back, nothing overt, just little subtle things, touching his hand as he handed her the drink, their eyes locking, as she watched his eyes twinkle. Dan had noticed the fullness of her nipples and could only imagine the state of her panties. From that evening on, the idea kept getting more focused. Dan carefully, but methodically probed the idea, adding comments, exploring, seeing where she was on the subject. Yes, he had noticed as she had become freed from her puritanical past, her sex live became more daring. He could see the idea, even forming in her mind. Sometimes they would be discussing something, when she would drift off, deep in thought. He would wait and she would eventually come back, but he had learned to look for the signs, the filling of her nipples, the squirming of her thighs and yes, even a change in her breathing.
Her sexual fantasies had become expanded as they entered each new area of sexual exploration, I guess it was only natural that this would eventually happen. He had read many stories of men who wanted to watch their wives make love to another. Often times the fantasy was another woman, but there were the other men stories. Yes, this had planted the thoughts in his mind, but he never thought it would be arranged. But as she revealed her fantasies of other men, the idea became more acceptable. Dan had shared some of these stories with her and of course the idea, repulsed her. But her mind would drift off occasionally after she read one of those stories, to thoughts of one of many of her Adonis fantasy men.
Finally, Dan had convinced her that they should go out of town, where there was little chance, they would know anyone. They had checked into the hotel room, each of them getting a key, discussing the possibilities. Jackie was anxious, scared, excited, and intrigued all at the same time. But her most prevalent emotion was fear, she wouldn't feel comfortable being alone with someone she didn't know. They had agreed they would go to the bar, sit at separate tables and just survey the people. If anything developed, Dan would go upstairs first, hiding in a closet, to provide the protection that she wanted. Jackie was positive that nothing would become of this little game. Sure, she would probably talk to some men, but she would probably return to the room with Dan and pretend he was another man just like they had in St Louis last week. The first couple of times, she had been so nervous, she could barely talk. This week they were in Nashville, she had become more comfortable with the routine, beginning to enjoy the conversation with the different men. Using it more as mental foreplay, she learned to tease and taunt the men, allowing them to buy drinks. This trip was no different as she sat in the bar. Her latest flirt had just given up and left, and she looked at Dan, sitting across the bar, talking to the waitress. She smiled knowing that if they both got stimulated in the bar; they would have the most intense lovemaking sessions in the room later.
She was ready to stand up and leave, when he walked in. He was 5'8", blonde hair, blue eyed, mid-thirties, it looked like Brian, the waiter from the Lone Star. She was so startled, so taken back that she stumbled. Luckily for her, he was walking near her table. He reached out and grabbed her, preventing her fall. Also in her favor was that things happened so quickly, he grabbed her torso, one hand on her breast. He blushed the deepest hue of red, realizing where his hand was, he spoke, "I-I'm sorry Ma'am, I didn't mean to be so forward." His blue eyes looked into Jackie's and she could feel the immediate reaction in her crotch.
