The old pub
My wife and I had planned a trip to see a play about a young wizard and a bad luck child for some time. The night of the play my wife had on her house skirt, knee high grey socks, button up shirt left a bit undone, suspenders which really emphasized her large firm breasts and a tight sweater. Even her scarf had the fictional school design. Her panties were shear and see through. She looked hot and her every curve was emphasized by the fantasy outfit.
I should say she is a very attractive woman. She wears a 36d with a small waist and lasered smooth vagina. Her long brown hair had highlights done for the event and she looked smoking. It didn't take long for 2 guys hawking goods on the street to ask her if that was harry potter clothing. When she affirmed the one said that would work for him. We had a laugh but i knew she looked hot and wondered what that might bring. She obviously liked the attention.
We had dinner and drinks and I was enjoying the view of my pretty lady a lot. She had several guys checking her out and out waiter was trying to see down her shirt. I can't lie, her outfit had me turned on too. By the time we made the play I was very turned on.
The guy sitting next to us at the play was a friendly sort. I could see he was enjoying how my wife's skirt moved as she crossed her legs. At one point he got up and asked if she liked teasing him. She said "Oh you noticed?" with a giggle. When he returned my wife had moved herself in a way to show him so much more. She sat absentmindedly with her legs spread and her skirt riding up. Her thin panties barely covering her shaved pussy, the lips visible through the fabric. He stumbled a little when he noticed it.
By then he was flirting hard and she didn't seem to mind. I should admit, I have always wanted to see her with another man. Preferably us taking turns on her. At the end of it all, I suggested maybe she invite him for a drink with us but he had people with him. Plus, she wanted to take me to a historic pub in another part of town. Too bad. I think she would have enjoyed him.
I could tell the attention worked on her and she was horny. The cab ride over she rubbed my pants and could feel I was already a bit hard. She winked and I knew it would be a fun night. I thought about just taking her back to the hotel but wanted to see how the night might go.
Once we arrived at the bar she quickly began touching my arm. Rubbing her foot on my leg. Etc. The bartender was a bit younger than us and from Scotland. He smiled when he saw her leg rubbing mine and her hand high on my thigh. We had some laughs and as the night wore on I could see he was interested in her. We were almost the only people there and he had an hour till close. He even stopped and sat a while with us. Polite and funny. His eyes strayed more on her body as we drank.