My wife and I had spent most of the day shopping. It was a beautiful day, warm and sunny and after putting the parcels in the car, I asked her if she would like to go for a drink. She readily agreed and we entered a small, corner pub, quickly taking a seat at the bar. We ordered our drinks and as we enjoyed them, we talked about the day and looked around to pub.
As we talked, I noticed that there were mostly women in the pub, women of every age, young and older. I mentioned this to my wife and she smiled and made a joke about being in my glory, surrounded by all these women.
After about half an hour, my wife headed to the ladies room as I ordered a refill. I slowly sipped my drink as I waited, watching the other patrons. I didn’t notice the time but after what seemed like a long time, I noticed my wife heading back towards me with a funny look on her face. I also noticed that her hair was a little messed up and her blouse was hanging out of her skirt. I watched her come towards me and wondered what she had been doing all this time in the restroom.
I made a quick comment about her being so long in the restroom and she looked at me and smiled, saying there was a line up for the toilets. I didn’t pursue it until I noticed a woman sitting in a booth across from us, staring at us. I looked at my wife and she was looking at the woman with a bemused, almost lustful look on her face. I continued watching the two women and after a few more minutes, I turned to my wife and asked her again, how come she was so long in the restroom. She looked at me and then the woman before she said anything.
Then she started her story. “See that woman over there?” I looked quickly over at the woman and then back to my wife and nodded. “When I was washing my hands,” my wife continued, “she came over and pressed herself against me and told me she wanted to fuck me.” I was quite surprised at the comment and at my wife’s reaction, as she is usually quite subdued and only in bed, shows any excitement. “Go on,’ I told her. “ When she pressed herself against me, I’m sure I felt something hard between her legs,” my wife continued. “She held me against the sink with her body and ran her hands up to my breasts, caressing them through my blouse. She then pulled my blouse out of my skirt and ran her hands up to my breasts again and inside my bra. She pinched my nipples as she ran her hands over my breasts and I couldn’t stop her as she had me in a firm grip. She then turned me around and kissed me fully on the lips, thrusting her tongue into my mouth. I couldn’t help myself as I responded to her and kissed her back.”
I never would have thought about my wife with another woman but as she was talking, my cock was responding too. I quickly looked at the other woman and then back to my wife and they were both smiling at each other more now than before. My wife continued, “She then put one of her hands up my skirt and ran it over my clit a few times, making me hot and wanting more. As she kissed me and played with my clit, she pulled my panties down to get at my cunt. She pushed a finger up inside me and I couldn’t believe the feeling of standing in the middle of the restroom, getting finger fucked by a woman. She would have continued but another woman came in and she quickly pulled away from me.”
“Without looking at the woman, I tried to fix my rumpled clothes and leave as quickly as I could,” she said as she continued smiling at the woman across the floor. I couldn’t help but ask, “Would you really let her fuck you?” She looked at me and then across at the woman again before she answered. “Yes I would,” she said, quickly and emphatically.