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This is a fantasy about my wife.
First Meeting:
I'd been thinking about this for many months and finally I was going to get around to arranging something. I loved posting pictures of my wife. I loved the comments I got from all sorts of people, young and old, and I loved the horny chat sessions that occurred. It was from these chat sessions that the idea originated - wouldn't it be really to hot to meet up with one the guys who I knew had been wanking over pictures of my Mrs. And to not only meet with me, but with the wife as well.
So that's how the idea started, during one of the many chats, a guy would be telling me in intimate detail what he wanted to do with my wife and every so often he would mention how fantastic it would be to meet. There was no direct mention of meeting to fuck her. Just a meeting, maybe a few drinks and a bit of fun. In my mind this meant maybe a bit of flirting, perhaps a bit of showing some leg or a flash of boob. Nothing more than that really.
So finally I'd plucked up enough courage to go through with meeting a guy. The wife was going to indulge me in my fantasy. She'd not only agreed to come along but she was going to dress up nice and sexy for the meeting. I guess she now found it a bit horny too. Perhaps she had been thinking about what this guy had been doing? What had he seen, what had he thought, did he find her attractive, had he got a hard on looking at her pictures?
The plan was to meet in a cheap hotel bar. The guy we were meeting, Colin, was clearly excited and decided to push his luck a bit by asking that she would dress up nice. This meant a short tight black skirt, black stockings and heels and a white blouse. Preferably see through he had requested. The cheeky bugger! But I figured it would provide some cover - we would look like a business couple on a stop over. A middle aged manager with his middle aged secretary who was clearly dressing to impress. Obviously after a rise of some sort.
So finally the day was here. We'd agreed a location and time. We'd worked out how we would know each other and just be sure, we had even agreed a code word! I sat in the hotel bar with my wife, both of us nervous and excited, not knowing what to expect. She looked so hot. Her skirt was not too tarty, just above the knee and it showed of her shapely ass and legs. The thin white blouse was nearly see through (just like Colin had asked for) and to be a bit more provocative my wife was wear a black lace push up bra. The contrast in colour was clearly visible through the blouse, but to complete the pretence she was wearing a smart jacket. She really looked like a secretary in a nice business suite. So we sat, drinking and hardly saying a word to each other. I kept scanning the bar and checking my phone. No sign of Colin yet. I got another round of drinks to steady our nerves. The bar was starting to fill up. There was a group of 4 guys in a corner. They were in good spirits, laughing and downing their beers and getting a little noisy at times. I noticed they were eye balling my wife and i mentioned it to her. She was a little embarrassed to begin with but also flattered that 4 younger guys would take an interest. But we were here to meet 1 guy so it the group were not on our radar.
I kept scanning the room for a single guy. Nothing. Maybe he had bottled out. Then my phone buzzed and I eagerly read the message. It was Colin. "I am here, are you?" read the message. I replied asking where he was. "In the corner, across from you I think". I naturally looked up and around the room which must have given me away as the next message came immediately "yep, she looks as hot as in the pictures I have wanked to. look to your left". And that's when it hit me - he must be with the group of 4 guys! I turned to look, panic on my face, and was greeted by a guy in the middle of the 4 leaning back in his seat, beer in hand, grinning from ear to ear. He raised his glass to acknowledge me.
My hearted raced. All sorts of emotions hit me. Fear, excitement, worry. Surely he hadn't told his mates about his sexual habits, I mean who openly tells their mates what they wank about? But as soon as I was beginning to feel confident that our secret was safe, it was blown out of the water with what happened next. Colin nudged the guy to his left, handed him his phone and motioned his head towards me. The other guy looked up, big grin on his face, then back at the phone and looked at my Mrs. He was obviously looking at a picture on the phone and trying to compare it to the real deal. Colin was looking very smug as the other guy did the same thing - passed on the phone and indicated towards my wife.
Shit I thought, hat the hell have we gotten into? Before I had any time to reconsider, Colin was up and approaching our table. He swaggered across the room to a backdrop of whistles and vulgar grunts from his mates. I guess things were about to get interesting.
Part 2:
After the briefest of introductions Colin suggested that we join him at his table for a drink."Come and meet the lads Sara, they are all dying to meet you". He offered his hand to my wife to help her up from her seat. I could see this was a ploy to try and get a look down her jacket. She was showing a bit of cleavage and he could see that she had a fairly see through blouse on. This must have pleased Colin - he was seeing signs of what he had asked for. Maybe he was know wondering if Sara was wearing the other items he'd hoped for.
He took Sara by the arm and as he guided her across the bar he placed his other hand on the small of her back, just above her ample and shapely ass. Her directed her to the table and his waiting mates who now seemed to be jostling to make a space to be the one sat next to Sara.
She was herded into a space and Colin sat next to her. No surprise that I was left to find my own seat. I pulled up a chair from an adjacent table and sat at the end opposite my wife. There were 2 guys between me and her, and 2 the other side of her. If she wanted to leave now she wouldnt be able to, she was basically trapped.
Drinks were ordered and the conversation between the guys and my wife flowed. I could see that Sara was becoming more comfortable and was enjoying the attention. I was beginning to relax a bit when suddenly Colin's phone reappeared. He whispered something in Sara's ear and gave her the phone. Whilst he was still grinning like a cat, Sara suddenly blushed and didn't know where to look or what to do. Colin took the phone back and turned the screen to show me. It was a picture of Sara on our bed, legs spread wide open, black stockings and heels, shaven pussy on full display.
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First Meeting:
I'd been thinking about this for many months and finally I was going to get around to arranging something. I loved posting pictures of my wife. I loved the comments I got from all sorts of people, young and old, and I loved the horny chat sessions that occurred. It was from these chat sessions that the idea originated - wouldn't it be really to hot to meet up with one the guys who I knew had been wanking over pictures of my Mrs. And to not only meet with me, but with the wife as well.
So that's how the idea started, during one of the many chats, a guy would be telling me in intimate detail what he wanted to do with my wife and every so often he would mention how fantastic it would be to meet. There was no direct mention of meeting to fuck her. Just a meeting, maybe a few drinks and a bit of fun. In my mind this meant maybe a bit of flirting, perhaps a bit of showing some leg or a flash of boob. Nothing more than that really.
So finally I'd plucked up enough courage to go through with meeting a guy. The wife was going to indulge me in my fantasy. She'd not only agreed to come along but she was going to dress up nice and sexy for the meeting. I guess she now found it a bit horny too. Perhaps she had been thinking about what this guy had been doing? What had he seen, what had he thought, did he find her attractive, had he got a hard on looking at her pictures?
The plan was to meet in a cheap hotel bar. The guy we were meeting, Colin, was clearly excited and decided to push his luck a bit by asking that she would dress up nice. This meant a short tight black skirt, black stockings and heels and a white blouse. Preferably see through he had requested. The cheeky bugger! But I figured it would provide some cover - we would look like a business couple on a stop over. A middle aged manager with his middle aged secretary who was clearly dressing to impress. Obviously after a rise of some sort.
So finally the day was here. We'd agreed a location and time. We'd worked out how we would know each other and just be sure, we had even agreed a code word! I sat in the hotel bar with my wife, both of us nervous and excited, not knowing what to expect. She looked so hot. Her skirt was not too tarty, just above the knee and it showed of her shapely ass and legs. The thin white blouse was nearly see through (just like Colin had asked for) and to be a bit more provocative my wife was wear a black lace push up bra. The contrast in colour was clearly visible through the blouse, but to complete the pretence she was wearing a smart jacket. She really looked like a secretary in a nice business suite. So we sat, drinking and hardly saying a word to each other. I kept scanning the bar and checking my phone. No sign of Colin yet. I got another round of drinks to steady our nerves. The bar was starting to fill up. There was a group of 4 guys in a corner. They were in good spirits, laughing and downing their beers and getting a little noisy at times. I noticed they were eye balling my wife and i mentioned it to her. She was a little embarrassed to begin with but also flattered that 4 younger guys would take an interest. But we were here to meet 1 guy so it the group were not on our radar.
I kept scanning the room for a single guy. Nothing. Maybe he had bottled out. Then my phone buzzed and I eagerly read the message. It was Colin. "I am here, are you?" read the message. I replied asking where he was. "In the corner, across from you I think". I naturally looked up and around the room which must have given me away as the next message came immediately "yep, she looks as hot as in the pictures I have wanked to. look to your left". And that's when it hit me - he must be with the group of 4 guys! I turned to look, panic on my face, and was greeted by a guy in the middle of the 4 leaning back in his seat, beer in hand, grinning from ear to ear. He raised his glass to acknowledge me.
My hearted raced. All sorts of emotions hit me. Fear, excitement, worry. Surely he hadn't told his mates about his sexual habits, I mean who openly tells their mates what they wank about? But as soon as I was beginning to feel confident that our secret was safe, it was blown out of the water with what happened next. Colin nudged the guy to his left, handed him his phone and motioned his head towards me. The other guy looked up, big grin on his face, then back at the phone and looked at my Mrs. He was obviously looking at a picture on the phone and trying to compare it to the real deal. Colin was looking very smug as the other guy did the same thing - passed on the phone and indicated towards my wife.
Shit I thought, hat the hell have we gotten into? Before I had any time to reconsider, Colin was up and approaching our table. He swaggered across the room to a backdrop of whistles and vulgar grunts from his mates. I guess things were about to get interesting.
Part 2:
After the briefest of introductions Colin suggested that we join him at his table for a drink."Come and meet the lads Sara, they are all dying to meet you". He offered his hand to my wife to help her up from her seat. I could see this was a ploy to try and get a look down her jacket. She was showing a bit of cleavage and he could see that she had a fairly see through blouse on. This must have pleased Colin - he was seeing signs of what he had asked for. Maybe he was know wondering if Sara was wearing the other items he'd hoped for.
He took Sara by the arm and as he guided her across the bar he placed his other hand on the small of her back, just above her ample and shapely ass. Her directed her to the table and his waiting mates who now seemed to be jostling to make a space to be the one sat next to Sara.
She was herded into a space and Colin sat next to her. No surprise that I was left to find my own seat. I pulled up a chair from an adjacent table and sat at the end opposite my wife. There were 2 guys between me and her, and 2 the other side of her. If she wanted to leave now she wouldnt be able to, she was basically trapped.
Drinks were ordered and the conversation between the guys and my wife flowed. I could see that Sara was becoming more comfortable and was enjoying the attention. I was beginning to relax a bit when suddenly Colin's phone reappeared. He whispered something in Sara's ear and gave her the phone. Whilst he was still grinning like a cat, Sara suddenly blushed and didn't know where to look or what to do. Colin took the phone back and turned the screen to show me. It was a picture of Sara on our bed, legs spread wide open, black stockings and heels, shaven pussy on full display.
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