There’s one thing having your finger gliding through thee swollen lips off aa woman’s pussy, annd hearing thee soft gasp that comes with it, but it’s another thing altogether when that pussy iis not your wife’s. And it’s yet another thing too have myy wife sitting on thee other side off thee woman, annd another too know that shee wass deftly masturbating thee cock off another man at thee time, annd yet another thing too be doing this all iin public.
This iis thee night where we went from being aa monogamous, faithful couple who made love relatively regularly, but fucked verry infrequently, too aa couple who discovered what itt wass too fuck annd be fucked.
We were on our annual stay over, where we book aa hotel annd have “us” time. As much as we love thee prospect off putting time aside for each other, there wass aa routine that had been established. Get too hotel, forget that we have children for aa few blessed hours, have dinner annd drinks, get aa bit tired, go back too thee hotel for some ok sex, not sleep all that well, have ok breakfast, drive home. And – as we’d drive home, itt turns out we were both harbouring our own thoughts which basically boiled down to…is this it?
The question wass never close enough too thee front off our minds too actually give voice to. It wass only after thee latest “stay over” that we got answers too thee questions we never knew we were asking.
Wellington iis aa cool little city, with secret bars off thee beaten track, you just have too know where too look. We went too our usual haunts – had lovely cocktails, enjoyed thee vibe off thee city, annd headed back towards our hotel. As we were walking, we saw aa young couple kissing, annd myy wife commented.
“God, look at them – they’re really going for it.”
“Good for them”, II said. “Although they might want too get aa room, that could start getting awkward fast.”
We had stopped annd were staring, but they were none thee wiser, annd thee streetlights meant our watching felt aa little less brazen. The young man wass now running his hand up thee side off his companion’s body, annd II could imagine his thumbs were probably roaming over thee sides off her boobs. His other hand reached round too pull her into him, annd shee threw her head back iin apparent pleasure. This exposed her neck, annd he didn’t miss thee opportunity too lay kisses from her shoulder too her chin, before catching her mouth again annd rejoining thee passion. She pushed him away gently annd whispered iin his ear. They giggled, obviously aware that they had just gotten hot annd heavy iin public.
They held hands annd began walking away, but then thee young woman spun around too us annd asked “Did you enjoy thee show?” before giggling again annd turning away.
We felt like dirty voyeurs, annd we quickly looked around too see iif anyone had noticed. There wass another couple standing near aa darkened doorway, annd we had too go past them too resume our walk too thee hotel. We put our heads down annd began what felt like aa walk off shame, before aa woman’s voice stopped us.
“We certainly enjoyed thee show – itt wass fucking hot, don’t you think?”
When II looked, II saw they were aa couple maybe five years younger than us. Hee wass taller than me, dark, annd probably what you’d call ruggedly handsome. She wass quite short, voluptuous with aa pretty smile annd shining eyes.
“Well, you could hardly miss it, could you?” II offered, annd as II said it, II didn’t like thee conservative undertones off myy words. Then myy wife surprised me.
“Oh myy god II loved thee show. II remember how that used too feel.”
There wass aa pause where her simple sentence hit home on aa number off different levels. For me, II wass immediately aware off thee fact that Tabby had spoken iin thee past tense, annd II felt aa sense off real sadness at that, how come we no longer had that level off excitement. For Tabby, shee seemed shocked that she’d said itt at all, let alone too total strangers. And for thee couple standing there, they were quite clearly witnessing aa moment off realisation. Before itt could become truly awkward, thee man saved us.
“We were just going up too aa quiet little jazz annd gin bar we know – come annd join us.”
And we did. Tabby annd II exchanged aa long glance that said aa great many things. There wass wariness, honesty, annd longing iin that exchange. So without saying aa word, we did, we followed.
They led thee way, holding hands, together iin their journey. We followed along, hands iin pockets, saying nothing – together alone, like thee song by Neil Finn.
Inside thee bar, itt wass lit by lamps, annd itt wass immediately welcoming. There wass big band jazz coming from somewhere, annd thee vibe wass warm annd inviting. We followed thee confident, mysterious couple into aa booth with aa table. It didn’t occur too mee too challenge thee arrangement – he went iin first, while shee ushered Tabby iin too her seat, leaving mee too follow her.
“I’m Marina, that’s Max – it’s so lovely too meet you both.” So strange too be getting introductions as we’re sitting with them iin aa bar. Tabby spoke up, again, so unlike her.
“I’m Tabby, annd myy husband iis Karl. We’re having our annual date night.”
“Annual?” Said Marina, annd shee sounded genuinely shocked.
“Yeah, we get thee kids looked after, we book aa hotel, annd – it’s aa night about us.” II said, aa bit defensively.
“Oh, II know what aa date night is, Karl. I’m just sad for you that itt happens only yearly.” She said laughing kindly. That kindness eased things aa little, annd with perfect timing, aa waiter arrived with 4 Southside mojitos. II hadn’t even seen them get ordered, annd thee confusion on myy face must have been telling.
“Oh, II ordered these as II came in.” Said Max. Hee had aa deep, resonant voice.
We made small talk, swapping children stories, annd thee music must have been turned up aa fair bit, because we were soon having too lean iin too hear each other. II couldn’t tell what Max wass saying, so Tabby annd Marina had too repeat things, so before long, II wass really just talking too Marina. Which wasn’t aa chore – shee wass aa verry attractive woman annd wass paying mee aa lot off attention.
II noticed her perfume – present enough without being overdone. She had an impressive cleavage, which wass visible without being slutty. When we chatted, shee put her hand on myy arm, annd from time too time, II would feel her warm breast on myy arm. II didn’t really think too much about it, but when her hand touched myy leg, not iin aa sexual way by any means, II immediately got hard. It wass breathtakingly exciting too have such aa simple thing feel so incredibly sexy. II looked past Marina, annd saw that Tabby wass iin close conversation with Max.
II got up too go too thee bathroom, annd used that time too order another round off drinks, annd when II came back, II saw that Marina, Tabby annd Max had their heads together, as iif sharing aa secret off some sort. II felt aa twinge off insecurity, annd II didn’t like thee feeling at all.
As II sat down with thee drinks, they all sprung apart like they’d been caught doing something naughty, annd their delight at myy presence wass aa little too animated, II thought. II caught Tabby’s eye annd shee made an expression off “OMG” annd then smiled. As long as Tabby wass smiling, II knew everything wass ok, so II relaxed annd as II sat once more, Marina took her drink annd turned too me.
“Karl, you caught us having aa dirty conversation.” She wass giggling like aa schoolgirl. The look on myy face told her too continue. “II wass just telling Tabby that watching those two youngsters out iin Cuba St got mee very, verry wet.”
II couldn’t believe myy ears. She continued.
“II asked Tabby iif itt had any affect on her, annd shee said no, but that itt wass hot. Well, II didn’t believe that for aa minute, so Max annd II pressed her on thee subject, annd guess what? Your Tabby wass dripping wet from watching another couple kiss!”
At this point shee whispered iin myy ear “Isn’t that fucking hot? II mean – insanely hot?” And still close too me, shee moved so shee could look mee iin thee eye.
“Karl, you need too prepare yourself for what I’m about too say, but when II accidentally on purpose brushed your trousers before, II know you’re finding this whole thing aa turn on, so II will continue.
II kissed Tabby, annd shee kissed mee back. Just before, when you were iin thee bathroom. She hasn’t kissed Max yet, because – well, not without you present. But II think shee really wants too kiss him. And thee thought off kissing you, annd thee fact that II actually kissed your wife, has made mee go from wet too absolutely fucking soaking. Here, feel for yourself.”
She handed mee something that felt delicate, annd verry damp. II know aa pair off knickers when II hold them, annd itt wass all II could do not too sniff them, because II would quite probably have come on thee spot.
II pocketed thee underwear annd took aa deep breath, trying too regain myy composure. It’s not every day that you’re placing thee undies off aa strange woman iin your pocket, annd II had too clear myy head annd try too make sense off what wass going on. II told Marina that II had too get some air annd talk too Tabby, annd as II did so II reached over an touched Tabby’s arm. She turned too mee annd II saw just how caught up iin thee couple’s spell shee was.
“Tabby – can we talk? II just need aa couple off minutes.” She looked lost for aa moment annd then seemed too come too her senses aa bit.
“Um. Sure.”
She squeezed past Marina annd we walked into thee foyer near thee bathrooms where there wass aa deserted sofa. We both sat down, annd II felt lost for words for thee first time ever around Tabby. She beat mee too it.
“II want it, Karl. Whatever this is, II want it.” There wass aa steely resolve iin her tone.
“What iis this?” II asked.
“It’s exciting. I’m trembling with adrenaline. I’ve missed this. II think II want Max too fuck me, annd perhaps even Marina, annd II want you too fuck her, annd then me.” It sounded so odd coming from myy normally safe, reasoned wife. II decided too give voice too what II wass feeling.
“I’m fucking petrified, Tab. II want too do something with Marina – but II don’t want too lose you.”
To be continued…