As I have mentioned, I enjoy the sight of some random guy screwing my wife. On one occasion Emma went with me to select her prey. We dressed her up in suitably slutty, more smart slut really.
We decided on a salmon coloured really short minidress, low-cut front and back showing just enough of her assets. A pair of fishnet stockings and high heels too.
We decided on a trip to Winchester as I knew plenty of pubs there. I parked the car on the roadside and went in first, bought myself a pint and made my way to a corner table.
A few minutes later Emm sauntered in looking oh so desirable. As I expected, Emma received a few lecherous glances as she walked in.
She hopped onto a high stool at the bar and ordered herself a white wine. Before she could even open her purse, a guy stepped forward to pay. She thanked him and they indulged in what I would assume was general chit-chat.
The guy was joined by another man, from the handshakes he appeared to be a good friend. He was introduced to Emm and the three of them chatted away. Emma was doing all the right things, leaning forward to show her delightful cleavage, crossing and uncrossing her legs so it was obvious she was not wearing panties. I looked on, enjoying the pantomime.