At A Bar...

I know that it is a strange thing to say, but I love seeing another man
play with my wife's breasts. She knows it and is always teasing that she
will let someone do it one day. She says "be careful what you ask
for..."

One night we went out to a club and she surprised me.

We were laughing and dancing and having a great time for a couple of
hours. It was only when my knee began to hurt (I had torn my meniscus a
month earlier) that we went to a back corner of the club that was mostly
partitioned off by sheers because it was a VIP seating location. No one
was there so we sat down in it.

Others soon joined us. We knew only one of the couples but our
conversation was fluid and engaging. One of them told us that they were
55 and we couldn't believe it. She had outstanding breasts and we
commented that we were shocked that she looked so great!

I was even more shocked to see the husband pull her shirt up and show
us. He massaged them in front of us and said that hers felt better than
anyone elses that he knows.That is when I had to step in and say that I
would have to feel that for myself. She turned to me and said "go ahead"
and with my wife nodding approval whow could I not?

I reached over and he was not wrong, they were amazing. But my wife's
felt better. I told her that she had amazing breasts, but that I wasn't
sure that she could take the "title".

My mistake.

He said that now that I have had a good feel of his wife's breasts, that
it was his turn to feel my wife's.

I was agast with embarrassment, I had gotten caught up in the excitement
of the moment but had never given thought to this.

I had no answer, but my wife did. She stood up facing me and said
"You're right, it's only fair", and started unbuttoning her shirt. When
it was unbuttoned he was standing behind her asking if she was wearing a
bra, she reached behind her and grabbed his hands while never losing eye
contact with me. Her look said "You didn't think I would do it did you?"

She guided his hands to her hips and then under the edges of her now
unbuttoned but unopened shirt and up the sides of her ribs until his
arms had pushed the fabric of her shirt aside and she was completely
exposed to me. She smiled and then moved his hands up to her breasts
until he was cupping them with both hands. He held them for a minute
before she realized that he wouldn't take advantage, and then she
started squeezing his hands so that he was massaging her breasts right in
front of me.

He got the message.

For the next few minutes he played with her nipples and felt the weight
of her breasts in his hands. He shook them, kneaded them and played with
them. He rolled her nipples in his fingers and pulled them to feel them
hard. During this time she reached behind her and started rubbing him
over his jeans.

This was the hottest thing that I had ever seen at this point.

Even hotter when she turned around and he sat down. She leaned over him
and with her breasts hanging there in front of his face she urged him to
kiss them while she rubbed him still.

It ended with a kiss on the cheek and a sly look to me.

I was crazy worked up for weeks after seeing it!