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CAROL LEARNS ABOUT HER VOYEUR HUSBAND

My favorite joke - "One year for my birthday I asked my wife for a watch. She called three of my best friends and let me." When I tell that joke to friends...I usually get a laugh, but I always get a wink and a smile from Carol.

The following story describes how it all started and Carol learned about my voyeuristic tendencies...

This story goes back a few years, but I remember it like yesterday. Some good times you just cannot forget. Carol and I had been married several years. We both had good jobs, good friends, and a great social life. Our sex life was great and Carol had a body that was fantastic...really out of my league...she is short, nice tits, and just a real cutie. Let's just say I married well. It was my second marriage and her first. After years of marriage, I started looking for something to add a little spark in our sex lives. Don' get me wrong...the sex was good, real good. I just wondered what we could do to make it better. There were a couple trips to nudist beaches that I enjoyed more than Carol. She could really turn heads with her body. I enjoyed showing her off and it turned me on to see other men ogling her. I should have known back then that following those feelings would only lead to even more interesting encounters. Carol would tell me, "You should be jealous when another man looks at me...not get turned on!"

To add spark in our bed, we bought a few sex toys and porn movies. We even made some movies of our own, but it is hard to do without a cameraman. AND that was out of the question...believe me I asked!! Carol was willing to try most of my suggestions that kept the contact between us only. Whatever we tried...it was never enough for me. I wanted to branch out and get even much kinkier. When we went out dancing or dining, I started to notice guys checking Carol out and seeing this turned me on!! I'm sure it happened as much before, but now I'm more aware of it. I would ask her to dress sexier when we were out at clubs or bars to draw even more attention to her body. Now, I'm really noticing the guys watching her. This led me to fantasizing about watching her with another man. That fantasy went through my mind when we would have sex. Eventually, I started to talk to her about this fantasy during sex. Emphasis on 'I' was talking about my fantasy to her. For me, it made the love sessions more exciting. It was more exciting to me to talk about the fantasy with Carol than to just 'fantasize' in my mind about it. I was disappointed that she would not respond with any comments about my fantasy and so I assumed these thoughts were going to be for my pleasure only. In my fantasy, I would explain to her that she would enter a bar alone, sit at the bar and wait for a man to ask to sit with her and talk. He would by her drinks and touch the small of her back or place his hands on her legs just below her short, short skirt. Of course, I would watch from another location in the bar as they had drinks and talked. When she was ready to leave, she would ask him to walk her outside to her car. Somehow I would be in the parking lot watching them say their goodbyes. Telling Carol about my fantasies excited me, but I never got any feedback from her that she was interested in giving my fantasy a try. The most I ever heard was a sarcastic, "Yeah, Right!"

Sometimes on weekends I would tell Carol that we should go out and try my fantasy evening. She would just roll her eyes at me and say no. She did agree to dress a bit trashy and go to bars with me where we sat together at the bar. This would give me a chance to show her off in some trashy, seductive outfits. We would have a few drinks and I would tell her more about how I wished I was on the other side of the room watching her sitting here with a stranger. She would look around the room and say, "None of these guys would be interested in me." I would tell her she was wrong! She couldn't sit here for 5 minutes until someone would try to sit with her.

After what seemed like an eternity of endless begging and pleading, Carol broke down and said she would give my fantasy a try if it would shut me up. She was convinced that she would not get picked up. She had me agree that it stopped when she said it did!! The fact that I was close at hand in the bar made her a little more comfortable. We decided on some small, out of the way bar, instead of the most popular clubs in town. We REALLY didn't want to run into anyone we knew. I dropped her off at the bar door and told her I would wait 5 minutes and come in. She made me promise that if no one had approached her in the 5 minutes...I would enter and come sit with her. I waited 5 minutes and then entered the bar. Damn it...she was sitting alone! She said, "I told you so." I told her we didn't give it enough time. I said we should have a beer or two and try it again at another bar...this time I would wait longer before I entered. She didn't seem too fond of my idea. We drove to another bar. I parked the car and she went in. This time I was going to wait 15 minutes. Before the time expired, she is headed out the door and jumped in the car. She wanted to know what was keeping me. She said a couple guys were staring at her and she was afraid they might ask to join her. She lost her nerve because I was there yet. She insisted that if this was going to work...I had to already be in the bar. We agreed if no man approached her in 15-20 minutes, I would come over and pick her up. I convinced her to give it one more try before going home. We drove to another bar. I told her I would be at the pool tables watching her when she enters and try to relax a little. It wasn't long before she entered and took a seat at the bar. Time seemed to drag on...5 minutes, 10 minutes, 15 minutes...finally a man approached her and asked to sit next to her. From the pool tables I had a good view of Carol and her new friend. Finally, my fantasy would come to life. This got me so excited. I almost came in my pants watching them sit and talk at the bar. My heart was beating so fast I thought it would jump out of my chest. She talked for a short time with the guy. She finished another drink that he bought her and then told him she had to go...did he mind walking her to her car? I rushed to the parking lot just in time to watch them kiss each other goodbye. To this day, Carol still doesn't understand how much this excited me. We talked about it for a couple weeks and the hornier I got. The more I brought the incident up...the more I wanted to fuck her. As far as she was concerned, I should have been satisfied with the one occurrence. Of course, I couldn't wait to try it again. For me, it was back to begging and pleading for another try. A couple weekends later I convinced her to try it again at a different bar. This time I picked out her blouse that was very low cut and a bra that gave her the best cleavage. Any guy sitting next to her had a great view down her blouse. She went into the bar while I parked the car (where I told her it would be) and I waited 10 minutes or so before I entered. She already had an admirer on the seat next to her when I arrived. She looked at me and winked that she was good. I ordered a beer and headed for the pool tables where I had a good view of the bar. We stayed an hour or so while I tried to shoot pool and Carol was getting to know her new friend. When he went to the restroom, Carol motioned to me she was ready to go. I headed out to the parking lot and a few minutes later they came out. She walked him to our car where they talked for a few minutes. My view was mostly obstructed by the car, but I could see their heads. He asked for a kiss before he pulled her close to him. They kissed and he continued to hold her close as they talked some more then they kissed some more. This guy was in no rush. This went on for a few minutes and she got in the car and drove off around the block to return and get me. I got in the car I noticed she was somewhat hyper. She kissed me and said that guy grabbed my tits!! She said he hugged her and leaned her against the car with both his hands on her tits. When he did she calmly removed his hands from her tits and they talked some more...then he did it all over again. I said "What did you expect...he had been buying you drinks all night?" I knew this could happen eventually. I was scared if I told her that it could happen...she would never go through with it. I told her that she didn't have any idea how turned on I was that it happened. I wanted her to tell me all about it over and over again. This was the subject of our talk during sex for the next couple of weeks. I think she realized then that there may be more happening in the parking lot than just a kiss goodbye and I told her it was harmless fun...she should enjoy it. I think she learned things about me that she had never known. She definitely learned what gets me rock hard.

We tried these pickup sessions about once a month or more often if I could convince her. I would pick out the outfits that made her look sexy and we would drive around and find a bar...sometimes traveling out of town. I would go in before her and get a good seat where I could see the bar. Carol would come in and sit at the bar with an empty seat next to her. Most of the bars we went to were small and had no dance floors, so she was limited to talking to the guys at the bar, playing pool, or darts. I would sit in the bar where I could watch Carol and her new friend or I would make a point to walk to their area of the bar to order my drinks...just to eavesdrop on their conversation. She would wear blouses or tops that showed her cleavage and short skirts to show off her great legs. Some guys would sit real close just to look down her blouse. If she had a guy admiring her breasts, she would tease him with a few buttons on her blouse to reveal even more cleavage. If they looked hard enough they could see the tops of her nipples protruding out of her lacy bra. That was about as far as she could tease these men at the bar and it was a good indication she should take her new friend outside for a goodbye kiss. I didn't always have a good view of what was going on in the parking lot, but later she would fill me in with the details of their goodbye. The next couple of times we did this, the action in the parking lot started to progress. Most guys would ask for a kiss and Carol would not stop them if they tried to feel her breasts. If they had seemed interested in her cleavage in the bar and she already had a few buttons undone, she would sometimes allow them to finish unbuttoning her blouse entirely. I could tell if the parking lot goodbye kiss was progressing into something more than a kiss...some guys took longer to say goodbye. Most guys would kiss her and massage her breasts through her bra for a few minutes before Carol would say she had to go. Some guys wanted more than a feel through her bra. For these guys, I convinced her to wear bras that snapped in the front and then if she wanted, she could open the bra for them. This was a big jump...it didn't happen at first. But later, if she felt comfortable with the guy...after a few kisses, if the guy was feeling her tits, she would open her blouse, unsnap her bra, and pull him close to her and press her body against his. I was always watching and could tell by their reactions when she opened her blouse and bra so they could get a better look. When we got together after these pickup sessions, sometimes her blouse would still be unbuttoned and usually she was really worked up. She would say they were all over her before she finally told them goodbye. She would tell me about their hard dicks she could feel as she pressed her body against theirs. After she picked me up, I would slide my hand up her skirt and her panties would be soaked. I loved the stories she had for me about the guys kissing her neck and working down to kiss her tits. This was a game for us and we had fun with these encounters. What a turn on for me! This just increased my desire to watch her more and more with other men. It kept me horny and I think to some point she enjoyed the attention, but mostly she did it because she knew it really turned me on.

Of course, all good things must come to an end. There are just so many little, out of the way bars in our town and we had hit most of them...some twice. She was worried about becoming a regular at the same bar doing these tease sessions to different men. On one occasion, Carol was picked up by a guy that had hit on her before back when we first started. He was one of the first that only got a goodbye hug and kiss. This time Carol had a blouse that showed more cleavage. While they sat at the bar, he couldn't take his eyes off her cleavage and tits. So, she did what she usually did for guys like him...she unbuttoned a few more buttons on her blouse. When she took him to the parking lot, he insisted she join him in his truck, but she refused and led him to our car. Within seconds she had her blouse and bra fully unbuttoned and he was kissing his way down to her nipples. He grabbed her hand and placed it on his jeans for her to fell his hard cock. This was a first and she slowly backed off and told him goodbye as she got in the car. That's when Carol decided we had ridden this fantasy out as far as it would go. It was time to stop...at the rate we were going, Carol would have flashed her tits at every guy in town sooner or later.

I started to look for a new sexual fantasy, but I just couldn't get over that feeling of watching Carol with another man. The feeling I had watching her with these men was something I had never felt before. It was awesome...like taking a shot of tequila and that warm excitement feeling lasting the whole time. It's a heart pounding experience I can't explain.

After we decided to call it quits living out my fantasy, we a chance to re-enact the experience a couple times when we were traveling out of town. I attended a couple seminars or conferences every year and Carol usually accompanied me on these trips. The hotel bar was a perfect location for Carol to attract strangers. Carol would hit the hotel bar in the afternoon and wait for me to return from my conference or training. When I returned, I would look through the bar for her to be waiting for me. Sometimes she had a found a new friend and sometimes not. I would go to the room to freshen up and then join her in the bar. She would always tell her new friend that she was waiting for someone, but he could join her until I arrived. These experiences didn't give me the chance to watch her with other men, but they were still fun.

If I was gone from home for several days on business or pleasure, I always told Carol she should hit some of the bars we use to frequent and pickup a stranger. She had lost all her inhibitions and she would probably have fun even if I wasn't there to watch. One stipulation...she had to tell me all about when she returned. As far as I know, she never took advantage of my being on the road...but you never know.

So, guys if you pick up a woman at a bar and she leads you to the parking lot for a goodbye kiss...look around for her husband to be watching your every move. I'm pretty sure I'm not the only guy that enjoys watching his wife with another man.

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