Oscar and Irene arrived at the pub, which was already heaving with customers enjoying the lively atmosphere, and the music from a live rock band who were set up on a small stage. There were a whole range of different people, young couples, slightly older couples, girls in small groups or pairs, but most especially, young men in small groups.
As soon as they entered the bar men turned to look at Irene, and, as they squeezed through to get to the bar, she received a string of comments from men offering to buy her a drink, asking for a cuddle and so on. Irene was extremely embarrassed.
Oscar appeared to be oblivious to the comments his wife was receiving and pressed through to the bar and ordered their drinks from the rather attractive barmaid.
"Well Oscar, I hope you are satisfied." Irene hissed into her bemused husband's right ear.
"I've no idea what you are talking about." He answered, doing his best to sound innocent.
"Don't be ridiculous Oscar, you heard all those men making lewd comments."
"Oh that...well...I for one found it thrilling."
"Really? Weren't you embarrassed, I know I was." Irene responded.
"No, I couldn't have felt more proud that I have a wife who is desired by all of those men, what more could I possibly ask," Oscar explained, "don't you feel thrilled to have had that effect on all those sexy young men?"
"Well, if you put it that way, I suppose it is a sort of compliment, I'm just not used to receiving so much attention." Irene admitted, sounding less sure of herself.
"I think it would be best if you get used to it, I'm sure you'll have more fun." Oscar suggested.
"Hmmnn, I'll think about it. Now, where should we stand?"
Oscar looked around the bar, but there seemed to be no clear space anywhere, but then it occurred to him that he didn't really want clear space, he wanted Irene squashed in amongst horny men who might then chat her up.
He looked around with fresh eyes for a spot where she would be surrounded by handsome men, and eventually settled on a space fairly near the band.
"Let's get nearer to the band, I can't see them from here." He told his wife.
Irene had no idea what was on Oscar's mind at this point, she couldn't see anything sexy or erotic about being in such a crowded pub, but she decided to just grin and bear it.
Oscar settled on a spot a little way back from the band with lots of good looking guys in groups, drinking beer.
Although a number of the guys checked out Irene in her sexy clothes, none of them made any move to speak to his sexy wife, and he was beginning to feel a bit let down that his plan wasn't working at all. Then he noticed that Irene's glass was empty, so he gulped down the rest of his own drink and offered to get her another.
"OK, I'll have another Prosecco," she answered, "try not to leave me on my own too long please."
Oscar wasn't so sure about her request, it seemed to him that the longer she was on her own, the more chance some guy would chat her up, but, he did his best not to be too long. Nonetheless, it took quite a while for him to fight his way through the crowd, and then get served, so he bought an extra large drink for himself, and a whole bottle of fizz for his wife.
Carrying the drinks it took quite a while for him to battle his way back to their spot, and, as he got near he could see that Irene was chatting to a couple of the guys who were standing nearby, and his pulse quickened at the possibility that something might happen. He paused for a little while, still hidden by the crowd, and enjoyed watching his wife with the handsome young men.
Now that something was actually happening Oscar felt a mix of emotions, he was excited that his wife was receiving the attention of sexy young guys, but also a little jealous and insecure, worried that they were better looking than him, and almost certainly better endowed. In the end, he delayed as long as he thought acceptable, then pushed through the last few groups, and joined his wife.
"Oh, there you are Oscar, I thought you'd abandoned me altogether. Luckily, these kind young men have kept me company and stopped me getting crushed in the crowds. Good grief, you've bought a whole bottle, are you hoping to get me drunk?"
"It was such a mission getting to the bar, and then getting served, that I thought a bottle would be a good idea," Oscar explained.
He topped up her glass, and took a sip of his own drink.
"Your wife is so sexy," One of the guys whispered in Oscar's ear, "if I were you I'd keep a closer eye on her."
For a moment time seemed to stand still, as the reality of what the young man had said hit Oscar like a thunderbolt. As his breathing returned to normal, he felt his cock stiffening in his trousers. He saw another guy leaning towards Irene to make some remark, but unfortunately, Oscar couldn't hear what was said, but it made his wife smile.
"This glass seems to be very small," Irene announced as she held out her empty glass towards her husband, "just as well you bought a bottle dear."
Oscar topped up his wife's glass, thinking that his plan of buying a bottle of Prosecco was working brilliantly.
"Is this what you hoped for?" Irene whispered in her husband's ear, "these three good looking young men trying to seduce me?"
"Erm...yes." He answered.
"OK then."
Irene went back to chatting with the men, turning her back on Oscar, and taking frequent gulps of her Prosecco. After about ten minutes, during which time Oscar stood on his own holding the half empty bottle, Irene turned round again for another top up.
"I'm getting quite drunk husband, is that what you hoped would happen?"
"I suppose so." Oscar answered, wary about what she was about to say.
