1. Dinner with Rick


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: crack-crack, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I understood. I was to watch them together as though they were a couple. A sly way to cuckold me in public, without anyone the wiser. I assured him I didn't mind, although inside I was a bit more concerned this would get out of hand. He proceeded to tell me how sexy she was, that they had met the week before, and how they had been attracted to each other immediately. I just kept nodding. Anyone listening would have instantly believed he was telling me about his new girlfriend. The more he raved about her, the more he insinuated how great she was in bed, the more convincing he became. And what could I do? Smile and nod, pretend that I was happy for him, and congratulate him for such a lucky find. Now I'll have to admit, I was excited, but also somewhat jealous. I never knew whether he was acting or not, and hearing him talk about my wife as though he had already taken her for himself was a bit unnerving. Was this &#034girlfriend&#034 talk leading to a place I didn't want to think about? &#034I've asked Dolly to make herself a bit more comfortable,&#034 he said quietly, looking from side to side to make sure no one was close enough to hear. I didn't get it, and it obviously showed. &#034I've asked her to remove her bra and panties,&#034 he said, almost in a whisper. Damn. My hands were shaking as I took a long gulp of my scotch. &#034It's one of the things I like most about her,&#034 he said in a normal voice. &#034She'll do anything to make me happy.&#034 When she returned, ...
    we both stared as she walked toward us. A casual observer might not have noticed, but I could see her breasts moving freely under the dress, and the lines of her waist, ass, and legs were molded more smoothly by the black material. Actually, she did look even more beautiful, without looking cheap or slutty. The dress seemed to be custom made for her body. As she came closer, I could see the top button was undone. When she sat down, Rick reached over and kissed her again, on the cheek. She blushed again, and looked a little uncomfortable. Our eyes met, and I could tell she was looking for help, an answer from me, some clue as to what she should do, or maybe if I was ok with this. I smiled at her with all the conviction I could muster, and told her Rick had been telling me how beautiful he thought she was, and that I agreed. It seemed to relax her a little, but she still looked a little confused. Rick finally spoke to relieve the tension. &#034I've been telling my friend G how we met last week, and how lucky I am to have found you. I asked him along on our date so he could see for himself.&#034 With a flash of recognition, she smiled, looked across the table at me with sparkling eyes, and said, &#034He really flatters me too much - but I have to admit, I like it!&#034 We all laughed, now more sure of where we were going with the evening. Our food arrived, and as we ate, Rick never stopped flattering her. He'd reach over, place his hand along her neck, then gently pull her hair ...
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