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The Date That Went Wrong in a Good Kind of Way

We had planned this outing in detail. We were seeking to “relive our youth” by recreating a romantic and sensuous adventure similar to our adventurous younger days. Our plan was to frequent a local “watering hole”, preferably a “blue collar” joint. We would show up separately and pretend to not know each other. She would be wearing a long dress with no panties. A casual type dress. She would sit at the bar. Alone. Order herself a drink. I would sit at a booth, alone. I would be observing her. Maybe other guys would hit on her, adding to the suspense. I would be watching another man “hitting on my wife” who was sitting on a bar stool naked underneath her dress, unbeknownst to the guy hitting on her who would most likely want to remove the dress from her. And sure enough, that is what happened. Into the bar walked a coworker of hers who spotted her and ambled over to the bar where he planted himself on the bar stool next to where she was sitting. This was not part of the plan, not someone she knew, although not a deal breaker. Her coworker greeted her and inquired as to what she was up to. He never noticed me sitting in the booth or at least never showed it. She returned his greeting and they engaged in idle chat. She had on a few occasions fantasized as to how this coworker would be in bed. He was younger, had a hard-strong body, sexy in a macho way, and she had noticed the bulge in his pants on occasion. He had seemed to be interested in her. Right now, though she was focused on me and our night ahead. But, the thought of our plans combined with the raw masculine sexiness of the coworker seated next to her enhanced by the early effects of alcohol did cause her to become slightly aroused and a bit wet between her thighs. Before I could make my move, he spotted me in the booth and ambled over to where I was sitting. He sat down at the booth and we exchanged greetings. He was obviously confused as to why I was not sitting with my wife, at least he appeared to be, for a little while. I noticed a change in his demeanor when he seemed to figure out, we might be playing some type of dating game. He seemingly reached the conclusion that my wife was “bait” for another man and we were going to engage in a threesome which really was not our plan at all. In a roundabout way he inquired if indeed that was our plan. I responded, no not at all. He said if you change your mind, I would be interested in being the third party. The alcohol was beginning to work on me and after thinking about it, I thought, this could be interesting. I told him if he was serious, after I made my move on my wife, he should follow us to the motel room we had reserved but do so discreetly so she did not notice. And once we went into our room, I would let him in at the proper time. After he left my table, I proceeded to make my move. I ambled up to the bar and nonchalantly sat next to my wife at which time I greeted her as if we were complete strangers. After our chatting took on a more “personal tone” I suggested we find a more “private” setting so as not to attract anymore attention. I had no clue at the time as to the wetness between her thighs created by her conversation with her coworker. We left the bar together and headed to our rendezvous point at a local motel. On the drive to the motel I began to have doubts and reservations. What if my wife was totally appalled and or even angry when I introduced another man into our lovemaking session? This could ruin the night or even the relationship if she was totally nonreceptive and possibly offended. But I knew she is no prude. She has had ample sexual encounters and lovers. She even had sex outside the marriage with a coworker and maybe more than one? Who knows? And then in a strange twist of my thought process, I began to have doubts that she may enjoy having a younger more virile man with a harder and bigger erection and not need or want me. What then? Would I end up being a cuckold impotent old observer? Or would I get jealous when I see a man pleasuring my wife and bringing her to a climax that I no longer could? Or would the sight of a man making love to my wife and penetrating her wetness with his stiff erect member and shooting his semen inside her cause me to become super excited resulting in a bigger erection and more excitement? Or after it was over would my wife want to discard me for a younger stud? I guess time will tell. But I was still apprehensive. Once inside, we embraced and began kissing. I slowly worked her dress up over her head allowing my fingers and hands to roam over her naked body as I guided her toward the bed. While her dress was covering her head, I discreetly turned the door knob causing the door to open and allowing “our guest” to silently enter the room. She had no clue there was a third party in the same room. I guided her onto the bed while kissing and caressing her. Kissing her neck and lips, nibbling her ears. She was totally naked, except for her face which was still covered by her dress, while I and “our guest” were fully clothed. Up to this point she had no clue another person was in our presence. This was soon to change. As I was kissing and nibbling her ears and neck while working my way down to her breasts and between her breasts our guest started lighting stoking her inner thighs with his fingers and his tongue. I could feel her body tighten and recoil as she realized someone else was with us. She started to pull away and tell me “no, no”, Stop! I calmly told her to just relax and enjoy. Trust me. Let go of your inhibitions and judgmental thoughts. Let your inner desires guide you and allow you to appreciate the attention being bestowed on your body. Let your mind drift to a safe place. A white sand beach with the waves of blue ocean water crashing onto the shoreline while the warm rays of sunshine penetrated your nakedness. Relax and absorb. All is well. It was then I felt her back arch and a soft moan escape from her lips as “our guest” found her clit with his tongue. As he flicked his tongue gently on her increasingly sensitive clit she responded with soft moans. He pursed his lips around her clit and gently sucked on it causing it to become erect. As he was focusing on her clit his fingers fondled her rectum and massaged her vulva causing them to become wet in anticipation. Her moans increased in intensity and her body would convulse as the sensitive nerve endings in her clit and vagina sent virtual orgasmic signals to her brain. She couldn’t stand it any longer, she had to have that very stiff sizable member stuck up inside her. She needed it. It had been far too long since she had enjoyed a sizable stiff penis inside her aching vagina. She needed it. She must have it. “Fuck me, she commanded. Fuck me now”. “Our guest” slid his hard-erect member in her vulva filling her and driving it deep into her very being. It felt so fucking good. She screamed in pleasure and arched her back to meet his thrusts. She took my dick in her mouth and greedily sucked on it like she wanted to suck my very life blood through my penis. She moaned as her supercharged body greeted the thrusts of the stiff erect penis and her mouth slurped on my penis. Saliva running out of her hungry mouth and down my penis. Then, just like Mount Vesuvius, she erupted. Her body stiffened and convulsed as she screamed as loud as she could “that feels so fucking good…. fuck me…. fuck me. Don’t stop…. fuck that hot cunt…. drive that big cock up my hot pussy……..please fuck me. Don’t’ quit. I can’t stop cuming…..and looking at my pleadingly with those big eyes she begged “Please, don’t let him stop……this feels so fucking good. Please, don’t let him stop. …………..Oh God…..I can’t stop cuming. Then “our guest” exploded inside her and shot his cum deep into her vulva. When he had exhausted his load, my wife looked at me pleadingly with those big eyes once again and told me “I want you to fuck me now. My pussy is so wet and so hot and I want your cock in it”. As “our guest” lay spent I slide my cock inside my wife’s gushy wet hot pussy and I fucked her. I wanted that hot cunt that had just been ravaged by another man. I wanted it so fucking bad and it felt so fucking good when I shot my load inside her to mix with another man’s semen along with her juices. I was spent. As my wife lay satiated, I started wondering, had I been deceived”? Did my wife and her coworker plan this all along. Was his showing up at the bar no coincidence? Had she been wanting to experience her coworker in the sack and this was a way to do it without jeopardizing our marriage? She had heard me discuss a threesome so might have figured there was a good chance I would acquiesce if given the option? And then I thought, who cares? It was a fucking good time. At the end of the day, that is really all that matter.

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