Tracy Flashing at the Bar

"Hey, don't go causing any trouble; let's not spoil a good night. Chill out man, you like to see your wife teasing men like us so this is just carrying it a stage further. It's more upfront – you're just not used to it that's all. Don't fret – we know about those little fantasies you have in your head, time to put your money where your mouth is friend. Look, she's scared now and she was OK before you alarmed her."

Andrew felt the evil stare of several men burn into him. Before he took his next breath a hand came down on his shoulder and encouraged him to sit.

"It's fine now babe, it was just a reaction, just go back to enjoying yourself again. Stay calm."

Andrew heard the words directed to his wife and looked to see a confused look on her face.

"Tell her that you're fine now Andrew me old mate, that you're cool," instructed one man.

It was more of a command than a suggestion.

Andrew told all he was fine and feeling the need to avoid any danger forced a smile to his wife before repeating himself. The men immediately reverted to their perverted and lewd ways as they resumed watching Tracy's hand being used to bring pleasure.

"Just open those thighs a little more again sugar," whispered one man, "Things got a little spoilt there."

Andrew watched his wife oblige. Again with the crucial bit of the scene blocked from his view Andrew could only watch Tracy's forearm and see the expression of her face. True, like the others he could see the display of leg and panties and was able to watch the heaving of her chest that pushed her nipples forward and caused the crease of her cleavage to widen then close Also he felt somewhat guilty that all this was making his cock very hard and giving him a perverted thrill.

His heart beat quickened when he saw the man seated at her other side start to stroke her stockings, stopping just short of the three inches of bare flesh at the top of her leg.

"That's it Tracy, enjoy the excitement," he told her.

Was it this or something else that made her suddenly let out a soft yell and her eyes open wide? Her arm was going a little faster. The men had stopped joking and now seemed quieter and more serious. Andrew kept hearing little gasps and whistles and exclamations of the sort usually uttered by people watching sex films.

Suddenly Andrew saw the other man let his hand drift right up to Tracy's panties and gently commence to rub the swollen mound. He had to try and stand again but was pulled down.

"Hey, Jed, move over a little so Andrew can see too!"

Jed did as he was told to reveal that Tracy's hand was now wrapped around an exposed and very stiff and large cock – she was busy masturbating the man but that was not the only shock Andrew witnessed. No longer was her hand being forcibly held in place. The man had pulled his cock out and after starting her off had removed his had to let her set her own rhythm. Tracy had not protested or snatched her arm away in fact she was loving it and building a steady rhythm with a little shy smile that was followed by one of her little giggles as she kept peeping down at what she doing and his large cock. Tracy, on hearing the man say Andrew wanted to watch had taken it to be a sign of his approval and was now quite happy to please the men.

Several minutes passed by with everyone enjoying the show. The guy stroking Tracy's legs had pushed her skirt up to her waist letting the others watch as his fingers went from her upper thigh down to her knee then up to the mound. Sometimes he ran his hands over her belly and Andrew knew he was soon going to be tempted to delve down inside her knickers. Events put paid to that idea as the cock she was holding stiffened and the audience yelled out knowing soon it was about to erupt. Tracy was ordered not to stop and with great embarrassment she tried to look away but curiosity got the better of her and with cheeks burning red she once more peeped at the cock she was masturbating and speeded up her rhythm ready for the inevitable climax. Within seconds the guy shot his load Tracy gave out a long sigh and moan before the shouts of the men drowned out her voice. With her hand and arm covered with hot cum Tracy still masturbating every drop slowly let go of the now fading erection and looked emotionless at Andrew, brought her hand up to her face and began to slowly lick the cooling cum from her hand.

With laughter yet shock all around the attentions of the other occupants of the club were drawn to the group.

Hey you lot, the manager has asked me to tell you to cool it!" said the waiter, who had witnessed the last few seconds of fun.

Behind him the manager himself spoke out,

"Over the top a little guys! why don't you all

go over into the corner then you don't cause me to loose my license!"

Andrew, still reeling from his wife's willing behavior wondered why these hard men did not argue with the man but instead did as they were bid.

"Come on Andrew!" urged the man next to him pulling him up from his seat "Can't argue with the boss-man!"

Looking for a chance to tell Tracy that they should now take the opportunity to get out double quick, Andrew, with shock saw his wife being led into the dark corner of the room. He was sure he saw her smile and giggle as a man joked with her seeming happy to follow him. Within a minute Andrew was being sat into a chair at the edge of a large semi-circular cubicle that had room for them all with extra chairs around the front. Tracy had been taken away to the dance floor and he could only watch as she jived away with her two partners.

She was happy and content – and that fact filled Andrew with despair and anger. She had just been forced to wank off a stranger and had her pussy played with in front of a watching audience and she should be upset and desperate to get away. That, at least is how Andrew thought it ought to be – shouldn't she be ashamed that she had to perform this right in front of her husband too? Had not their little sex games gone over the top?

Tracy twirled and made her skirt billow up showing her pants and stocking tops, just as she usually did when out to tease. She showed no distress and in between numbers laughed and chatted to the men letting them kiss her cheeks and hold her around the waist. The others talked amongst themselves then as Andrew momentarily withdrew his vigilance deep in thought Tracy was suddenly gone.

Panic set in and now not being coaxed to remain in his seat dashed to the door that led to the corridor. He surveyed the area and hoped she was in the ladies room. Hoping she would appear alone he planned to make his escape through the backdoor.

"Your wife's powdering her nose," a voice told him. One of the men she had been dancing with came from the men's room and passed him saying he needed a drink.

Now was his chance and sure enough Tracy came out behind a party of very noisy females.

"Quick!" he said as he grabbed her arm, "Let's go out the back way."

He felt resistance and bewildered he stared his wife in the eye.

"Are you not upset and scared after what's just happened?"

Andrew detected a disappointed look on his wife's face.

"Do you not want to leave?" he asked incredulously.

"It got a little out of hand but it's OK now. They won't hurt us you know, as long as you don't try to cause any trouble."

She seemed confused as though she was trying to find ways to rationalize the situation and justify reasons why they should stay. Looking sheepishly down at the ground she listened to her husband's pleading and reasoning.

"But you always said you would like it if you saw me with other men. This is why we both enjoyed me teasing....thinking what it may lead up to. Now it's actually happened you have got cold feet and want to go home!"

Andrew, stunned and surprised, put one more point forward, "You do realize that if you go and sit with them again they will want you to do more things for them? That's why they have moved into the corner – the manager isn't going to stop them because it was his idea."

"I know, and?" she said quietly.

"Then you don't mind – you want to stay and let them maul you?"

Almost imperceptibly Tracy's reply came and left Andrew numb.

"It's fun – exciting."

Suddenly as though someone had flicked a switch she brightened up and spoke urgently.

"They will be missing us – let's go back in before they come looking!"

Incredibly Tracy took Andrews hand and hurrying ahead pulled him with her back into the club's lounge. She said she would dance again and pointed him to the group of men who beckoned him to rejoin them. He had no choice but to resume sitting with them and saw his glass had been replenished.

"It's a drink on the house Andrew, the waiter's been told to get you anything you want – all night."

After a slight pause the man spoke again,

"Your wife enjoys having fun with us. We will have better fun later when the place is quieter – when most of the strangers have gone."

Andrew felt his stomach churn wondering what the man's comment implied. The menace in the tone of his voice kept Andrew from questioning him further.

"I think maybe you are a little shy to show how much it thrills you watching your wife with other men. It's OK, we have met people like you before – lots of guys like to watch. Just takes a little while before you feel comfortable that's all. Don't worry about showing how much pleasure it gives you, do what comes naturally."

Andrew almost laughed out loud at this gangster's attempt to lecture him and play the sex therapist. Cynically he grinned and thanked the guy.

Some of the other men had been away from the table and they returned just as Tracy and her dance partner returned.

"Glad to see you still here Andrew!" said one making the others smile.

As they shuffled for their seats a big rough bearded man announced he needed a breather.

"I could do with a little air," he said, as he looked at Tracy "Why don't you come out back with me and keep me company for a few minutes?"

Andrew was very conscious of the knowing glances and smirks exchanged by the others. Surely his wife had noticed too and would turn down the offer. Her little giggle told him she was going to oblige the man and sure enough she stood waiting for him to lead the way. Andrew knew by the way her cheeks flushed and how she averted his gaze that she certainly was aware that the man had lewd intentions. Nevertheless he watched open mouthed as she willingly went with him out of the room.

It was a long four or five minutes that followed and Andrew's nerves were on edge. The pictures that came into his mind made him feel sick and his hands shook. The remaining men mostly ignored him as they talked away but just occasionally told him not to worry.

Andrew couldn't decide whether they were making fun of him or if they were genuinely trying to calm him down. When one of the men went to the bar then disappeared through the same door Andrew's great distress was evident.

"Andrew," said one man softly after a lull in the conversation, "Why don't you go and watch what's going on. Go and join them then maybe you'll feel better. Don't spoil things though."

He could feel all eyes on him as they waited for his response. Shaking like a leaf he tried not to rush as he made his way to the door then once in the corridor hurried to find the exit. It was a fire door that led into a small courtyard and like one would expect was used for storage. A couple of people stood around near the opening but ignored Andrew as he stepped out into the yard. For a minute he couldn't see anyone then from behind a stack of crates he heard a low moan.

Resisting the urge to rush forward he stealthily crept around the stacks. He didn't want to be seen because now he could observe Tracy and see just what she was prepared to do when she thought she was free from him. The poor man's heart pounded and his mouth was dry as more moans reached his ears just as he was about to peer around the corner.

The scene before him stopped his breath. Tracy was stood side on to the big man who was leaning against the wall of the courtyard with his trouser at his ankles . He was busy playing with her tits which by this time were out of her bra while her top and bra straps were off her shoulders. Tracy's was busy too – her hand was wrapped around a very thick and hard shaft. Andrew saw her wrist moving his foreskin slowly up and down.

Andrew was shocked. Behind his wife was the other man who, as he lazily smoked a cigarette had his other hand between Tracy's legs. Her skirt was folded around her waist and even the skin of her belly above her panties was visible. Her hips, whether by accident or design moved in little circles against the man's probing fingers

The main fact in Andrew's mind was that all this was unhurried and slow. It was all being done for pure mutual sexual pleasure. She was not being forced or coerced – it was not an act of flustered instant pleasure done before she was likely to beg them to stop. It was being done slowly and they were taking their time. Andrew actually heard them calmly speaking to each other. Though the sounds that made the most impact on Andrew was Tracy's little whimpers and giggles that preceded her moans of sexual delight.

Listening he heard the big man tell Tracy how nice her tits felt and what a fine woman she was. Tracy lapped it all up and giggled as she thanked him. The smoker had now finished his cigarette so having both hands free he held Tracy while his fingers slipped inside the top of her panties and delved down the front to find her slit. Andrew watched mesmerized as his wife merely responded by giggling yet again then let out a little feeble

"ooh yeah, come on baby finish me off!" said the big man.

The watching husband saw a large hand take hold of his wife around the back of her neck and pull her face down toward his cock.

"No it can't be – she isn't going to do it surely!" Andrew whispered to himself.

But she did and he just watched helplessly as his wife crouched down, skirt still up to her waist with her tits out. He heard gurgles and moans and the slurping sounds almost made him feel disgusted knowing his wife's mouth was sucking on this musty shaft. A yell and loud groan told Andrew the man had 'cum' – but Tracy's face stayed put and he could see she was still sucking and swallowing, the bitch never ever did that for her husband he thought.

The man behind still had his hand inside her panties and as she stood Andrew saw the sticky liquid on her cheeks and chin just visible in the half light of the yard. Expecting her now to cry or protest or even run away through a fit of conscience Andrew saw and her just giggle in her girlish way.

He was lost in his despair and taken by surprise when the big man was almost upon him.

"Andrew!" he shouted, "Didn't know you were watching – go and join them!"

Shocked now he had been discovered Andrew stepped toward his wife and the groping man. The big man, now with lust satisfied went on his way back into the club. It almost felt surreal as Andrew stood before Tracy in the yard. The guy still had his hand in her knickers but she cared not and simple stared at her husband as the man cared on playing with his new toy.

"How long have you been standing there?" she asked calmly

"All the time," he answered, hoping to shame her.

It did not cause her any distress and she smiled and laughed a little as her hips moved unwillingly due to the movement of the man's fingers in her pussy. With her distinctive shy and coy manner she proceeded to wipe some of the cum from her face.

"Can I borrow your handkerchief?" she asked of her husband, "It's got everywhere!"

Andrew found his hand meekly obeying as he pulled the square of cloth from his pocket and handed it to Tracy. There was a short awkward silence before the man's voice broke through the night air.

"Say Andrew!" he began, "That was good to watch eh? Why don't you step nearer and let me watch her do you now?"

"Well," uttered Tracy shyly smiling all over her sperm stained face,

"He might not want me to – not here."

She addressed the man but it was a question to her husband. Andrew could not believe she had done such a thing! Was this really happening or was it a weird dream – was this really the woman he had married? Here he was, stood listening to her speaking so calmly having a conversation while a man had his fingers deep inside her and she was happily stood with her tits hanging out and her clothes bunched around her waist!

"Come on, I'd love to watch you suck cock again!" said the man.

"Oh...OK....I suppose I will then!" said Tracy resigning herself to the man's request.

Without further ado she unzipped her husbands fly while he stood dumbfounded taking it all in.

Soon he was in the strange situation of standing in the backyard of a club being masturbated by his wife while another man played inside her knickers.

Nature took over, he felt his cock start to rise and stiffen. Tracy noticed too and squeaked her approval It caused his penis to stiffen even more! He watched how her tits bounced up and down and saw her delighted face smiling at him.

"I told you it would be fun!" she whispered in his ear before she sank down in front of him.

His penis slipped into her mouth and she greedily sucked on him. This is how the other man enjoyed her – this is what he watched her do to him. She loved the way her pussy was being played with at the same time because Andrew could tell that she did.

"Fucking hell!" hissed the other man.

As Andrew leaned against the wall with his wife bent over he saw watched the other man lift Tracy's skirt up over onto her back leaving her standing in her heals and knickers, the man with out word grabbed Tracy's knocker straps and pulled them down to the ground/. Tracy said nothing as she stepped out of them, Andrews heart skipped a beat as the man then lifted his wife's arse high in the air. When Andrew heard the sound of a zip he realized he was about to watch Tracy be fucked from behind by a stranger.

Would she now call a stop and say this is enough? Would he, her husband just stand there and watch this man fuck his wife right in front of him? Tracy's right hand left Andrews cock and disappeared under between her legs, Andrew couldn't believe it, she was lining the guy's cock up with her pussy. Tracy yelped when she felt the man's dick touch her clit but then just sucked harder. Andrew thought he must now be inside her because his hips bucked against her. Should he stop it now? Perhaps just this once it would be interesting and exciting to watch how his wife responds to another man fucking her. He felt her suck with more enthusiasm so she liked what she was experiencing. Almost unconsciously Andrew's hands fell to hold his wife in place, supporting her and balancing her as she jerked back and forth. Helping to her keep her mouth wrapped around his cock he watched and listened to her enjoying the other man's penis inside her cunt.

The man slapped her arse twice and Andrew, shocked, waited for his wife's protest.

"Oh yeah!" he heard her say as she momentarily took his dick from her mouth." Fuck me you dirty Barstard"

She liked that too, and Andrew just held on to her as he watched the man repeat the action and continued to slam his cock into Tracy.

Although he tried Andrew couldn't hold back his rising sperm for long. With a feeling of embarrassment and guilt he gave in to Tracy's lips and the erotic sight before his eyes. His wife drank his juice with a thirst like she had never had before. She begged her husband, even though he was done to hold her tight and in place so not to loose the pleasure of the thrusting cock behind her. Bent over, tits hanging, she was very vocal for the last few minutes of her shafting and at last the man exploded inside her. Andrew watched as he pulled deep inside her, his hands gripping his wife's hard even marking her.