A Night Out

Editor's Note: this story contains Exhibitionism and Voyeur content.

Over the years together, my wife and I have discussed certain fantasies we each have and we try to bring them to life together. One such fantasy she has is to go to a bar separately and have myself act out like I was a stranger trying to pick her up. This is not exactly that story. This story, is one I've perverted a little bit from her own fantasy. Something I hope to see someday in the future. Enjoy!

It was Friday night, we had taken the kids to her mother's house for the night and now it was just me and my lovely wife returning home. It had been a few days since we've had any adult fun so I was in a lustful rage and was ogling my wife like some highly sought after eye-candy. I drank in her curvy features as she was walking in front of me. Her tight jeans accentuating those lovely curves her hips and ass made, the view of that coke bottle figure she has, and that lovely long and wavy hair that fell down to the small of her back. As she entered the doorway I couldn't help but smack her plump ass and gave it a good squeeze.

"Hey mister!" she squealed.

"Couldn't help myself dear. You put that thing on display and it does things to a man," I grinned back.

"Well, I'd be lying if I said I don't do it intentionally," she replied with her sexy grin.

When she turned around to face me I got a good eyeful of her short 5 foot frame. She was wearing a nice button up plaid blouse with a few buttons undone from the top to reveal her inviting cleavage. It hugged her beautiful body perfectly and I could tell she was wearing one of my favorite bras of hers because her tits were popping, stressing the bust of her blouse.

She loooked up to me with those beautiful doey eyes and wrapped her short arms around my neck, "So, what's the plan tonight my love?" she asked.

"Well, since the kids are out of the house, I'm definitely going to fill you up with my cock sometime tonight," I bluntly stated.

"Mmmm, I think I like that idea, as long as i get to choke on it first," she said as she attacked my mouth with hers while our tongues danced together. I reached down and grabbed both of her ass cheeks and gave them a firm squeeze. She moaned in response and pressed harder against me.

She reluctantly released from the passionate outburst and looked back up at me with a huge smile on her face. "What now husband?"

"I remember someone telling me a while ago about how she wanted to play out a fantasy of hers," I started.

"Yeah? Which one? There are many afterall."

"That's true, but the one I was thinking of was the one where we go the bar and I try to smooth talk you, acting like a stranger attempting to take you home."

"That sounds fun!" she said excitedly. "Is that what we're going to do then?"

"I figured we could try it out tonight. I don't hold much hope out for myself, I mean, you're a little out of my league," I joked.

"I'm a sucker for bald men with nice cocks, though," she giggled back as she reached down and grabbed a hold of my bulge.

My body responded in kind by making my pants feel a few sizes smaller than they just were. "There are parts of me that are glad you are!" I said smiling.

"Well, I better get ready then!" she said, swiftly removing her hand and turning around to canter back to the bedroom.

"You're not going to wear that? That looks so nice on you!" I asked almost pleadingly.

"Oh, no. I'm not wearing this. If I'm going out to pick up... "strangers" ... I'm going to make myself look halfway desperate," she mischievously replied.

This left me wondering about all the possibilities to come. Could she be getting a short dress that hugged her body and brought out her sexy curves? Would she be wearing one of her sexy matching bra and panty sets? How is she going to wear her hair? In a sexy bun? Cute braids? An I'm gonna suck the soul out of your cock pony-tail? My mind was racing and my cock was throbbing with all the visuals racing through my mind as I sat on the couch.

While I was waiting I couldn't help but tease myself by pulling up pictures we've taken together in our past sex-capades. There were ones of her devouring my hard prick covered in my cum, my cock burried in her ass and pussy, and even ones of her gripping another man's cock while her tongue ran along his long hard shaft. How lucky am I to have this nymphomanic of a wife in my life?

That's about when I heard the door open and shut from the bedroom and I got up from the couch. When I reached the hallway I was taken back by the view.

She was wearing a low-cut tee that hugged her features well and gave a full view of her gorgeous cleavage. Discarding the pants, she decided to wear a pair of jean shorts that stopped just below her ass but adhered to its amazing shape. Knowing how fishnets drove me crazy, she also chose to wear a black pair going all the way up to her shorts that disappeared into her sexy calf high black boots. Her face was perfectly made up with just a bit of make-up and glowing lipstick and she had her hair done up in a messy but very appealing spun bun hair-do. I'm going to be fighting over others to get to her tonight, I thought to myself.

"Wow..."

"You like it? Its not too much?" she asked worriedly.

"No. No, not at all, love. I'm going to have stiff competition... literally," I said still stunned.

"Awww, thanks honey!" she said as she came up and gave me a huge hug and passionate kiss.

"You are very welcome, dear. Now I feel under-dressed," I said looking down at my casual attire.

"You're always handsome!" she excitedly proclaimed.

"Yeah, but I need to change too if I have to compete with..." as I eagerly eyed her up and down and made it exaggerated as I did it.

She giggled and I pecked her forehead with a kiss as made for the bedroom to pick out my night out attire. I was going through my wardrobe and deciding on what dress shirt to pick to go along with my favorite pair of pants when I thought I suddenly heard something. I stopped moving and listened harder. It sounded like faint panting sounds. I got closer to the wall and that's when I heard moaning. I quietly set out my clothes on the bed and without making too much noise I slowly made it out into the hallway and peeked around the corner.

My wife's head was laying all the way back, mouth gaping open and from where I was standing it appeared her arm was moving. My wife was rubbing her pussy already! I got instantly hard. I quietly unzipped my fly and pulled out my stiff cock and began rubbing it while I watched my wife give herself a loud orgasm. It was so hot watching her writhe on the couch in ecstacy but I needed to hold off my own to save the loads for her later.

I made it back to the bedroom in an even more heightened state of lust after that voyeuristic show. It made getting my pants on a challenge since I was hard as a rock, but I managed. I dabbed some cologne on, checked myself in the mirror and once pleased with my appearance, I made my way back out to the living room, where my wife was reading a book like she just didn't just put herself into a mion-comotose sexual trance with her fingers.

"Ready to go?" I asked her.

"Sure am!" she said happily as she shut her book and set it down. She got up, readjusted herself real quick and asked, "How do I look?"

"Amazing, love."

"Thank you," she said in her cute voice.

"Any bar that you'd like to hit up?" I asked.

"Nowhere grungy is all."

"Ok, I know just the place then," I said and out the door we went.

We got to the bar of my choice that was known to have people around our age. It had pool tables, darts, sports on the tvs, and plenty of space for conversing. I looked over at her and squeezed her hand in mine smiling.

"You ready?" I asked.

"Yup! Let me go in and get settled. You come in after about 20 minutes and work your magic Mr. Stranger-man," she joked.

"I'll do my best. What if I stumble trying to pick up the hottest chick in the bar?"

"Then I guess I'll just have to go home with the best offer I get," she shrugged.

I laughed and she gave me a quick kiss with a smirk as she left the car for the bar. Watching her in her sexy outfit walk to the bar was entrancing to say the least. If I really wanted to, I would've left the car right then, taken her around the back and had my way with her out in the open, not giving a fuck who was around to watch. But, I kept my lust in check and watched her disappear into the bar.

While I waited I went back through the photos on my phone again. Her bouncing her perfect ass on my cock, her tongue teasing my shaft, her putting on a show for me by playing with herself, others of her in the shower showing off her lovely breasts. Fuck, I'm a lucky man.

In what seemed like forever, 20 minutes had passed and I made my way inside. The bouncer checked my ID, gave me a nod letting me pass inside. As I scanned inside, it was a pretty busy place and I knew finding my short wife amongst the crowd would be difficult so I made my way to the bar and ordered a beer. Looking around from where I was sitting I still didn't see her. I got up and wandered around the seating area but there was no sign of her. I found a new seat closer to the restrooms thinking maybe she had gone in there. After several minutes I gave up on that venture as she never came in or out.

So I figured I'd try the pool hall side of the bar. I got to the doorway passing a couple of staggering gents and there she was. A pool stick in hand with some stranger bending over her, "helping" teach her how to hit the ball. Intrigued, I sat in the doorway and watched as I took swigs out of my bottle of beer. She was bent over the table and I noticed the men in front of the table were getting a great view of her hanging tits. The man teaching her was definitely getting closer than he needed to, none of this bothering my wife the least bit.

In fact, I was getting aroused too seeing all these men looking at her like a piece of fuck-meat. She took her shot and sinked the ball, jumping in excitement. She noticed me in the doorway and just smiled as she wrapped her hands around the unexpected gentleman real quick and turned back towards the table happily. Stunned, he just kind of chuckled and clearly took in the view of my wife's ass as she bounced up and down in front of him. The guys at the front of the table all had filthy grins on their faces too, taking in her bouncing tits. I couldn't blame any of them one bit.

She moved around the table, looking quizzically at where she should take her next shot. One of the other gents mentioned she should take a try at the 9 ball down the table. Looking it over, that would put her ass right in front of him for the shot. Clever manipulative call by the stranger. She slowly bent over in front of him to line up her shot and he wasted no time soaking in all of her beautiful ass. She took her shot and missed. With an exaggerated a slump she stood up and handed the stick back to another man in the group.

Done with the game she picked up her drink and made her way towards me saying good bye to the horny pool sharks gathered around the pool table. She walked by me "accidentally" brushing my crotch as she passed and continued on into the bar area. I turned around and left the doorway to lean along the wall watching where she was going next, finishing the last drinks of my beer. She found a particular nice looking guy to sit next to at the bar and upon her settling in, he wasted no time noticing her.

I decided to sit at the bar too, but managed to get a spot several seats down, but able to hear anything they would say. The man introduced himself as Steve and complimented on her appearance saying that she looked very sexy tonight. She was blushing and it was apparent she found Steve attractive.

"Let me buy you a drink," Steve said.

"But I already have one," my wife said as she picked up her drink and heaved the last of it down her throat. "Now I don't."

Steve grinned at her, "I like you. You sound like fun." Steve waved a hand for the barkeep and ordered a couple of drinks, one for each of them. In turn I ordered myself another beer to see where this was going.

"What's a sweet little thing like you doing in here amongst all these men alone? Looking for trouble I'd wager," Steve said taking a drink out of his glass with an eyebrow raised towards my wife.

"I'm just here for a good time," my wife winked at him playfully. There's some major flirting going on here I thought to myself as my cock twitched at the new-found possibilites.

"What kind of a good time may I ask?" Steve replied.

My wife looked around and slowly crept up to his ear and whispered something I couldn't make out through the bar atmosphere. It must've been good judging from Steve's reaction.

"Excuse me a moment," he coughed choking on his drink. He was looking at my wife in an odd way as he got up.

My wife sucked in her lips and watched him walk to the men's room. She looked around and found me sitting at the bar. She gave me a real devilish look from where she was sitting and slowly got up making her way to the men's room door.

I was in shock. What was she doing?! I watched her stand at the door for a moment. She turned and looked at me from across the bar and went in. Holy shit!

I set my bottle of beer down and headed for the men's room. My mind was racing. What could she be doing in there? What had she told Steve? Why did he give her that odd look? I waited outside the door for a while trying to look natural, not sure what I wanted to do next. Could she really be doing something naughty in there with him? What in the hell has gotten into her? The curiousity was too much so I went in.

Surprisingly the men's room was virtually empty. They weren't out in the open which meant they had to have been occupying a stall. I slowly walked up the stalls one by one and found one that wasn't empty. That's when I heard it. Moaning. A man's moaning. I looked under the door and there was my wife's boots on the floor, looking like she was squatting, and a man's pants down around his ankles.

Was my vixen of a wife sucking on Steve's cock?! I quickly moved into the stall next to theres. The noise I had made was enough to make them stop for a brief moment but after it passed, I could hear her sloppily moving her mouth up and down his cock. I was so turned on. My wife was being a little slut in the next stall! This wasn't how I saw the evening going, but I must admit that I liked it, a lot.

She was doing a great job judging by the sounds coming from their stall. Its no real suprise. She loves sucking cock and is the most talented cock-sucker I've ever met. I imagined she was taking her time to coax his cum from his balls, much in the same manner she always did to me. Licking his shaft up and down slowly, getting him all sloppy and wet coated in her saliva. Taking time to lick his balls and softly suck on them while she stroked his stiff prick. There were definite choking sounds coming from over there too which made me wonder how big Steve was. The thought of him grabbing the back of her head and fucking her mouth, making her choke on his cock was getting me stiff. Was my wife struggling to swallow his entirety? Was he stretching her mouth out real well and shoving his cock deep down her throat?

It was too much to handle so I took my cock out and began slowly stroking it to the sounds they were making next to me. That's when the door to the men's room suddenly opened again and another gent found his way in. The sloppy slurping sounds stopped, but my wife must've still been teasing Steve as he seemed to struggle to hold in his moans. After what seemed like an eternity, the new men's room occupant finally left and she went back to her task. Steve moaned more saying, "Fuck, you're good at this!"

"Yeah? Imagine what my pussy must feel like," she confidently replied.

"Oh fuck," he said as she moaned on his cock. I heard a zip and she must have slid a hand down her shorts to tease her pussy. Her moans could be heard now between the slurping sounds of his cock using her talented mouth.

"You want my hard cock inside your pussy?" Steve asked. All my wife could do was moan mmhmm while she was swallowing his cock.

"You want me to fuck you with this thick cock?" he asked again. My wife moaned another mmhmmm.

Fuck, I was losing it! This is so hot! I wanted to watch but knew better than to expose my position.

I could hear my wife slide her mouth from his cock and began stroking it. "I want you to cum all over my face first. Then you can have me outside, however you want. You can fuck my slutty little cunt once you cover my beautiful face. Give it to me! Give me your cum!"

That was all it took. I heard Steve groan and grunt.

"Oh yeah, that's it. Give me your cum." my wife said. "Ah its so warm. I love it. Mmmm tastes good too," she said with slurping sounds. "I can't go back out there like this. I'll just have to eat it all huh?"

Wow. I almost blew my load after hearing her, but I had to cool myself down if I wanted to blast her with my own later. And besides, I wanted to see where this was going to end and I wasn't about to let a load get wasted.

"My god you're amazing," Steve stammered. "I'm definitely taking you outside. I want to see how that pussy feels around my dick."

"Its all yours. Just give me a moment and I'll meet you outside in about 15 minutes," my wife had asked. He agreed and left the stall walking out of the men's room.

"Is that you dear," she asked.

"Yeah. Holy shit love! This is not what I expected tonight!"

"Me neither," she laughed. "I couldn't help myself. Something came over me, literally"

We both chuckled at the irony.

"I can tell. So, you really want to fuck this guy, huh?" I asked.

"Yeah, I do. He's got such a nice cock and he's a good looking guy," she replied. "Are you ok with it?"

"Of course I am. But I want to watch it all go down. That's the catch," I explained.

"Deal. I'll find a spot where you can get a great view of him stretching out my pussy. Mmmm, he tasted so good too."

"I'm glad you liked it. It was fucking hot from over here listening to it."

"Did you cum?"

"No, i'm saving my load for you. And if you think he gave you a good one..."

"Oh no, no one shoots loads like you do love. I can't wait to have yours on or inside me."

"Makes two of us. I'm so glad you're such a filthy wife."

"Me too. I better get out there and find a spot. Make your way to the back and I'll be sure you get a good view."

"Okay love. Enjoy it, because you're mine when he's all done!"

"Your's is the one I'm most eager for honey!"

With that she left the stall and out of the men's room. I had to recollect myself after the whirlwind of flirting and the bathroom stall mayhem. Once I calmed down I left my stall and washed my hands, then made my way outside and to the back of the building.

It was dark but there was a little light coming from the front of the building. Looking around I found a nice hidden spot where I got a good view of the side of the building and that's exactly they met up. Of course my wife was good on her word and made it a perfect spot to watch her get fucked.

Without warning he had pushed my wife's back to the wall. He began kissing her and groping her breasts despite being fully clothed still. I saw her hands reaching down to his pants and unzipping his fly.

This was it, she was getting him ready to fuck her. I was getting excited all over again. Such a good little hotwife. He quickly ended the kiss and began unzipping her tiny shorts. He pulled them down and she kicked them off. She wasn't wearing any panties. She was bare ass and I watched as he slid a hand down to her waiting lips. She spread her legs apart and openly allowed him better access to finger her soaked pussy. He tilted her head to the side with the other hand and savagely sucked on her neck.