My wife, Michelle, and I have gone to adult theaters and gloryholes on several occasions and, while it's always my idea to go and she invariably needs some wine to build up her courage, she has nevertheless enjoyed the experiences. Still, I think it's fair to say that it's not her first idea of a fun evening out! I have consequently really appreciated her willingness to participate in my carnal adventures. This particular evening, however, she stepped out even further than I would have anticipated--though certainly not further than I desired!
To really understand how different the events of that night were, you have to know what we had tried up to then. I have always been very adventurous and she's been my willing companion. Even when we were dating in college, we'd fucked in abandoned classrooms, on golf course greens, in the car at the XXX drive-in theater, and so on. We got married and things escalated over the years until one day we found ourselves in a gloryhole booth just outside of town. Michelle did what one expects young ladies to do in gloryholes and she was particularly taken by how complimentary and grateful the men were. I'll never forget her saying as we drove out of the parking lot, "I want to go there again!" And we did!
One day, we ventured further, having discovered that there was an adult theater with an arcade in the neighboring town. We decided to make that our next stop! The first time we went, we headed straight to the theater portion. After a certain time on weekends, this was couples-only and that's when we arrived. Unfortunately, it was very sparsely crowded (apparently, the action doesn't get going until very late!), but we drank some more wine, watched porn on the big screen, and Michelle sucked my cock until I came in her mouth. I've had worse nights! Still, it wasn't what we expected.
On another occasion, we headed to the theater room when there was a swingers night. They had a DJ and it was pretty crowded. However, I guess we were too early again because everyone just stood around talking (except for one blonde who was going down on a black guy in the middle of the room). We really didn't want to get to know anyone, so, again, Michelle blew me and we left. It was titillating, but again short of expectations.
Next time, we tried something new. This establishment also has themed encounter rooms: one with a glass voyeur window into the next room, another with a bondage swing, one with a moveable gloryhole wall, and so on. Unlike the gloryhole set up we were used to in our town where you locked yourself in and waited for an anonymous cock to poke through a hole in the wall, you had to invite someone into the room if you wanted to play. This took a little getting used to, but eventually Michelle ended up giving a blowjob through the gloryhole board and then getting fucked by the same man. Michelle particularly liked the room with the window because she enjoyed being watched. This was more like it!
On our next visit, we discovered yet another amenity: private bedrooms you could rent by the hour. It was kind of comical because it wasn't just a bed. Instead, they were set up with a nightstand, pictures on the wall, and stuffed chairs! I guess they really want to get people to feel at home! We learned about this because a guy who wanted to fuck Michelle (which he did) told us about it and paid for it. It was pretty hot, listening to her groan with pleasure while he drove his cock into her pussy over and over. I don't remember exactly how I came that night, but I know I had been ready to explode for a while!
All that brings us to the day in question. I had really enjoyed the hell out of all that, but was craving two things: I wanted to get sucked off by a girl (needless to say, 99.9% of the clientele are men) and I wanted to go to the theater when it wasn't couples-only. I wanted to see men reacting to seeing my wife sitting alone in one of the rows--actually, more than reacting, if you get my drift! Sadly, I'm still waiting for the former, but this night I got the latter--and then some!
It was a Saturday afternoon and we had agreed that we'd head to that same theater in the next town. Michelle looked super hot, as usual. She has the most perfect bare legs and feet I have ever seen, more-than-ample cleavage, a pretty face (I really love her mouth!), and beautiful brunette hair. This was all highlighted by her outfit, which consisted of a jean miniskirt, sandals, and a black top that showed plenty of breast. I'm not ashamed to admit that I jerked my cock while I watched her getting ready and I had to be very careful not to go too far!
As planned, when we got there when it was too early for couples-only in the theater. We each bought a single admission and wandered in. Unfortunately, it was once again almost empty!
Not to worry, I had a backup plan. We left the theater portion and headed to the arcade rooms. A slow walk through those hallways did exactly what we had hoped and she soon had an entourage. When they saw us head into the theater, they all rushed to the clerk to buy tickets for themselves. Now that they had spent money, we kind of owed them--or at least Michelle did!
By the time they caught up with us, Michelle was seated in the center of the theater and I had taken up a position way in the back. A couple of the guys glanced at me as they headed in but then quickly shifted their attention to her. My heart was pounding, as I'm sure Michelle's was. I had no idea what to expect next. As it turned out, their opening move was to leave a respectful distance between themselves and my wife. Two guys sat right behind her, two more sat in her row on either side (but with plenty of space), and another in the back corner. The projector could have been playing a Disney movie and they wouldn't have noticed: every eye was on Michelle.
We had talked about what might transpire and Michelle was definitely very nervous about it. This place is BYOB and she had a plastic up with wine in it, just to buck up her courage. I had suggested that she might slip a hand under her skirt to get things going (she didn't bother with underwear), but that I would be close by in case she needed any encouragement!
By this time, I had moved further into the theater and had taken a seat in the row in front of her but off to the far left. This allowed me to get a pretty good view of her and the crowd of hopefuls around her. She looked so pretty, with her face and beautiful cleavage illuminated by the flickering light of the film. And I had a clear shot of those gorgeous bare legs. She glanced over at me, took a gulp of wine, and slid a hand under her skirt.
The men around her saw this, to be sure, but so far were still testing the waters. All of them were either rubbing their crotches or already had their dick out, stroking it. Finally, the guy behind her and to her right whispered something in her hear. Whatever it was he said, she kept her eyes locked on the screen and nodded yes. I then saw his right hand come over the back of her seat and slide slowly into her blouse. Once he had a firm grip on one of her breasts, you could see his left arm working hard as he jerked his cock.