So I Took My Wife To A Club...My wife has been really getting into my fantasy of watching her being a little **** with another man. Our sex has been even more incredible lately with me telling her what I want to see and her playing along with the fantasy. So when I took her to a club recently it was a chance to try things a little differently.
While I get turned on at the thought of her being groped by a stranger and her groping him, and while the thought of her blowing me as a watch a **** sliding into her makes me want to explode, I don't know if I could let it go all the way. I think it would be amazing to watch her just completely let go with another guy but I don't want her to think anything less of herself or us. But it still doesn't change the fantasy.
So we went to a club recently and watched her dance closely with another man. I could tell he was trying to feel her curves like I have felt so often, and I sensed he wanted to grab her sexy ***. It was so strange as the song was over and she walked right past me without even acknowledging me and took him to have a seat next to her in the lounge area. I watched the whole thing and she later explained what was going on. There was a tv above them with Sportscenter on and I used the tv to be a perfect man decoy for watching the 2 of them together. The really strange part is that the couple sitting across from me and this guy's friend sitting next to them seemed to be confused at what was going on, like they somehow knew she was my wife.
I've already told her about my fantasy about me watching her pick up a guy at a club and she's played along suggesting I secretly follow them out to the car to watch her get ******. What really stokes our **** sessions is when we play up that nervous anticipation.
What was hot about this night was after she danced a little bit and drank a little bit more, I took her out to the car where I got her ***** nice and wet with some licking and some finger *******. She even let me takes some pictures of her on the curb while she played with her *****. Then we went back into the club. The thought of her soaked ***** under her dress with no panties got me really hot but I didn't expect her to act on things so quickly. When we got into the club we both walked in separately and she almost immediately was approached by a guy. She immediately took him up on his offer to dance and they danced closely. I really wanted to watch him petting her and her stroking his **** through his pants. I thought about realizing she didn't have panties on when he touched her on the dance floor, and her turning around to look at me while grinding her *** into his ****. I wanted to watch him lift up her skirt a little and fingering her ***** right there.
When they sat down they talked very closely and he had his arm around with the other feeling her arm and hair. I started to feel awkward, and my heart started racing at the thought that this may happen. I wasn't sure how I'd react but surprisingly I was getting turned on and my **** started getting thicker. I thought about her spreading her legs while she sat to give him better access and how she'd react to her wet ***** being fingered in front of me. The thought of her licking her lips as she looked at me and then leading him off to a darker part of the club get me hot. Would she get so turned on that she'd suck him off or even let him **** her? I didn't know if I'd be able to watch in the dark if she did but if so, I'd really like to hear the sounds her ***** makes when she's turned on, and I'd really want to hear her moans and dirty talk when he really got her going. I thought, would he know how to please her? Would he spend a lot of time licking her ***** like I know she likes?
I wouldn't find out because when he got up to use the bathroom she nudged me to leave just after she did. But I know the thought of a stranger at a club taking an interest in her got her even more wet because I fingered her on the ride home while she played with her **** that she conveniently took out. When we got home we relived the fantasy and I made her *** over and over again. And we've ****** many times since then, even when she wasn't initially in the mood and she reported that it was incredible.
I'm going to let her read this story and maybe I'll write about it again.