Friday Night 4.7/5 (9)

I’m going to keep a dairy of my emotions tonight. I plan to write a little something at least each hour. I’m doing this because it does two things. First it gives me something to do and secondly many people have asked how I feel at such times.

You see my wife, Dena, and I have an open marriage. At least it’s a one sided open marriage. Throughout our 14 year marriage I have remained monogamous while Dena has had many lovers. I don’t mind her affairs, in fact I was the one who suggested she date other men.

I do admit that nights such as this I am somewhat nervous because Dena is dating this guy for the first time. On the other hand it was me who arranged this date. Here’s how it began.

Wednesday night Dena and I went to a local restaurant/lounge for dinner. It’s a favorite night-spot for visiting businessmen and salesmen so it’s usually full of men looking for a good time. Our hopes this night were to allow Dena to meet someone she found attractive and invite him to our home for the night. Dena often visited to this lounge alone in an effort to meet a new lover. On those occasions she has never failed to have sex with someone even if it’s only a quickie in the parking lot or sometimes she’ll give her friend head only. Most times she’ll be invited to one of the adjoining hotel rooms where she’ll sometimes spend the entire night satisfying their mutual urges. But I am getting off the main purpose of writing this.

Dena and I arrived at the lounge around nine. As expected the place was packed with mostly single men. Dena had worn a low cut dress that was made of a material that when viewed with a light from behind silhouetted her body sensuously.

We were lucky and found an empty table right away. This was what we were hoping for because it would allow us to invite her prospect to a seat while we got to know him better.

Within minutes Dena spotted several likely candidates. She had already managed to make eye contact with one man who seemed in his late thirties. He was a rather tall man with a dark tan that suggested the outdoor type. Dena turned to me and said. “Honey, that’s the man who’ll be fucking me soon.” My cock stirred. I told her that I would go to the restroom and stay longer than necessary and for her to make her move while I was gone.

I didn’t really need to go to the restroom so instead I found a place at the far end of the bar. I could clearly see Dena but could only imagine what she would be saying. I had just ordered a drink when Dena and her friend made eye contact again. Dena gave him one of her sexiest ‘come-on’ smiles. Seeing I was not at the table the man wasted no time approaching Dena. They talked briefly then got up to dance. I watched as Dena danced closer than necessary, pressing and rubbing herself into her friends arms.

The next song was somewhat faster and they danced to that with Dena smiling provocatively to her friend. The third number was another slow tune and this time Dena’s friend’s hand found her pump ass. He was getting himself a good feel of her ass when I noticed Dena look him directly in the eye then she kissed him. One could see their kiss was passionate even from a distance.

I knew her tongue was probing his mouth as if to say. “I’m yours. Take me.” I smiled nervously to myself. I knew that before long this handsome stranger would be lost inside my wife’s love tunnel.

I got up from the bar and took my seat at our table while this stranger continued to turn my wife on. After the dance they returned to the table. Dena introduced her friend as Sam. A salesman in town for a few days. We invited Sam to join us at our table which he did although he was somewhat nervous. We ordered drinks and Dena asked me to dance with her.

On the dance floor Dena said. “I want him to fuck him Honey.” “I gathered as much.” I said. “I want you to ask him to fuck me while you watch.” I asked if she thought that might drive him away. “You better hope not or you won’t get any seconds tonight like you like.” “Then I guess it’s up to me.” I said. We returned to the table when the dance finished.

Dena didn’t sit down but instead she excused herself to go to the powder room. Sam and I watched Dena’s ass swing away through the crowd. “Nice ass isn’t it Sam?” “Is it ever.” Sam said then realizing he was saying that to me Dena’s husband he quickly added. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t say that.” “Or think those thoughts.” I chuckled back. “That too.”

Sam said. “It’s OK Sam, Dena told me on the dance floor that she wants some of you too.” you mean…” Sam let his sentence trail away.

“I mean she wants to fuck you tonight.” I said.

“But what about you. I mean she’s your wife isn’t she?” Sam said.

“She is my wife but you see. Dena and I have an open marriage. I enjoy letting her sleep with other men. I sometimes join in, sometimes I just watch, but most times I’m not even present.” I said.

“You mean you’ve watched her fuck another man?” Sam asked.

“I have. Many times. Tonight I want to watch you fuck her. Will you?” I asked.

“If you’re serious I will. I’ve never fucked a man’s wife while he watched.” Sam said.

“Nothing to it. Just get naked and jump in. I can tell you she’s got some good pussy and knows how to please a man.”

“God my cocks getting hard right now.” Sam said.

Laughing I said. “Mine’s been hard.”

1 Comment

  • Brad Long

    Reply Reply January 14, 2018

    The was a freaking amazing story thank you for sharing.

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