1. Consider the Implications


    Date: 10/28/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: clarkroberts61, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    been my idea. I willed myself calm and watched my wife in stunned silence. Deciding to regain my attention Amy had slipped off her shoe and placed her foot in my lap. I was so distracted watching my wife that she had to apply a lot of pressure to my crotch before I noticed. Once I felt it, I jumped in my seat. Looking down between down at my lap, I spotted Amy’s wiggling toes. I looked back to the dance floor, the crowd had shifted and I lost sight of my wife. Amy removed her foot and placed it back into her high-heeled shoe, she demanded, “Dance with me.” I led her out to the dance floor. Taking her into my arms, I held her close as we danced. Catching the intoxicating scent of her perfume, I reminded myself that it was the sexy redhead’s pussy I was after tonight. I pressed my pelvic against hers until I was sure she could feel my erection. I boldly whispered, “I’m not going to apologize for getting a boner while dancing with you.” “The fact that I can get your cock that hard makes me feel so hot,” Amy whispered back in my ear. Then she pulled me closer and ground her pelvis on my erection. She asked, “Do you want to get out of here?” I nodded and she took my hand to lead me off the dance floor. Just then, I caught sight of my wife dancing with a different young man, this one had dark hair. The young man spun my wife around so they both faced the same direction. He gyrated his pelvis against my wife as she shamelessly twerked her ass against his crotch. It was a surreal. ...
    Never before had my wife acted so wantonly. It was as if she was oblivious to the public nature of her erotic display. Chewing my lip, I weighed my options. The idea of fucking Amy suddenly wasn’t so thrilling. It dawned on me that what I really wanted to do; was take my wife home and make love to her. I no longer wanted an open marriage. Stopping in my tracks, I said to Amy, “I don’t think this is such a good idea. I’m married.” “That doesn’t matter to me,” she replied with a big grin. “It does to me,” I answered with conviction. “Your loss,” she said with an irritated huff and disappeared into the crowded club. Turning my attention back to the dance floor, I spotted my wife and her young dance partner. Amy grinned wickedly as his hand subtlety slipped inside her dress and found her bare breast. Pursing her lips, she hissed as he playfully pinched her nipple. Ceasing her swaying, she stood almost motionless and slipped her hand inside his trousers. Her dance partner lurched awkwardly from the unexpected grope and she laughed. That killed me. It was one thing to watch him so hot for my wife. I understood his desire for her and couldn’t blame him for it. But, this was all her, this was her reaching for his cock. That stabbed me right in the heart. That was the moment I knew things would never be the same. Someone bumped me and revived me from my dreadful reverie. My wife was no longer on the dance floor. Desperately, I scrambled through the crowd. Frantically, I searched the ...
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