My wife and I have been sharing our fantasies. It's been something of an awakening compared to what now seems to be less interesting "vanilla" sex of our years having and raising small kids. With a bit of freedom, our minds are again left to wander like they did earlier on in our lives. In fact, that's the best part really: getting back inside our heads. There is just one problem, how far do we let these fantasies go?
One of the most common themes of course includes adding other people to our exploration. We've not actually done it, though we've been to some wild parties where there is sex around us. But we've gone a long way to act out our fantasies as best we can with toys, machines and just damn dirty talking. I've never seen my wife so wet, hot and bothered! I don't think she minds the multiple orgasms either. Even I'm having 2 or 3 like I'm 17 again. I think we're toying with the idea that we could actually take the fantasies further. We've talked about how we would be comfortable or not comfortable with different situations and activities. I'll tell you right now, some of these ideas she has are definitely not the best first experience! (blindfolded in a room of strange men anyone?) We had settled on a possible first time with another couple, where the ladies share each other only. Seems nice! But I had another idea appear to me suddenly that took us in a different direction...
That's why she loves me she tells me, my ideas. I've got a fairly crazy and creative brain that she enjoys me using on her. She trusts me when I surprise her with a random hotel tryst with a new way to tie her up. She loves me shocking her by fucking in public where we just may get caught. We've also firmly established our boundaries in regards to pain, constriction, demands and our safe words. Did I forget to mention she loves being submissive? So I decided to twist our plans. I knew what she liked, and I knew having new adventures sprung on her when she least expected was a fast way to a dripping pussy.
We like to go out together. We often dress up and go to dinner. She's absolutely smoking hot, and I'll gladly support her dressing to the nines as much as she wants! Her proportions are perfect in my eyes, thin and tall at 5'7", curvy but not overly so with perfect C cup perky grapefruits for tits. Her ass is tight, and I mean that in every way. She started having her pussy waxed, god bless her just because it makes sex feel better. "Keep the fun zone clean" we say. She has a very young face and long straight hair she highlights in the summer. I have a thing for younger appearing, more natural women in the porn we watch together and she knows her appearance drives me wild.
So after our recent night out eating at a fantastic small local Peruvian restaurant, I suggested we go down the street to a bar we like to stop in for after dinner drinks. We love to cuddle up in a cozy booth and sip port or sherry at times. Our drinks had just arrived when I spotted a drop dead gorgeous girl at the bar. She was friends with one of the bartenders and seemed to be hanging out casually having a good time. After my wife left to use the ladies room, I had a chance to really see this girl. Dressed in a low-back blouse with no bra, short hot pink skirt and dark leather boots, she was really setting the room on fire. I can't imagine she was older than 25 with tight smooth skin especially notable below her skirt and above her boots. She had long straight dark hair, another of my weaknesses. I thought I spied a nose ring, tasteful and small. Her bartender friend had finished for the night and gave her a friendly kiss on the cheek before leaving. My wife was not walking down the aisle returning. I had an idea...
"Honey, I'm going to ask you to sit here for a little bit by yourself. I'm going to go sit at the bar with that girl over there and she's going to come home with us. You are not to signal to me or talk to me in any way. Do you understand? You can play with yourself under the table but don't come. May I get you another drink before I go?" The look on her face was priceless, and a classic one for her. At first, slightly surprised she held her tongue quickly as a glow came over her eyes and then a small smile with raised eyebrows. "Ok" she said, as she raised her glass to her lips. To say my heart fluttered at that look is understating it a bit!
I knew this girl may be leaving soon, as her friend had already left. I didn't have much time, and I also didn't know how rusty my pick-up skills might be. It had been nearly 20 years since I'd done this! A little liquid courage was certainly helping as I feigned my confidence, walked up behind her and put my hand on her low back. Knowing my wife was watching this really turned me on, and gave me even more confidence. The girl turned thinking it was her friend, of course. When she saw me she didn't have time to react before noticing my mischievous big smile. She threw her head back and laughed. Her name was "Rain", she said. I introduced myself and sat down, ordering us both a drink. I hardly had time to sort out what was going on, what I might do next, as Rain seemed so at ease she quickly began chatting me up!
I'm not too bad on the eyes, "very cute" I'm told. My hair is just barely graying. I also have a young face, thin muscular body in an athletic not body builder way. I've gotten in even better shape recently because it really benefits our sex life being physically attractive with better stamina. And I was starting to hope I'd need it tonight! Rain was 25, worked as a yoga instructor and artist. She was eloquent and bubbly, and damn it I was pretty sure she was flirting with me. I glanced over at my wife who gave me another small smile, then held up her hand showing it to me as she slid it under the table and slightly adjusted herself in the booth. I responded by putting my arm on Rains shoulder and moving closer to her, and whispered something in her ear. I can't even remember what I said it was happening so fast. She put her hand on my knee and stroked my thigh lightly, almost like it was overly friendly. My cock was now hard as a rock, and I sort of hoped she didn't brush against it just yet worrying it might show my cards a bit too soon. But it didn't matter, I was in, I was sure of it. The way Rain was talking and touching me were all the signs I needed. I just needed to seal the deal. I planned to invite her to a hotel room and later text my wife to meet us there. Knowing my wife would see me leave with this girl and not know what would happen next would probably make her break her promise to me not to come, but it would be worth it.
But then, Rain stood up, kissed me on the cheek and started to leave. I panicked. I reached for her arm hoping I could say the one right thing to keep this fantasy from flying away from me. Heck, just thinking about having to walk back over to my wife after Rain walked out was terrible enough! I felt Rain gently slide her arm out of my gentle grip, that soft smooth skin lingering. She looked back over her shoulder at me with the same mischievous grin I'd given her and then turned and walked off.