1. My Wife with the Policeman: Part 1


    Date: 11/10/2014, Categories: Masturbation, Voyeur, Author: azid619, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    This story is based upon very real events. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "I'll go get us some more drinks babe, still want WKD Blue?" My wife, Christina asks as she stands up from the small electric blue lounge area in the club. The music thumping on my chest as revellers dance the night away. It was getting on for midnight, and I was feeling a little tipsy, having gone clubbing with my wife. I watched as she walked a short distance to the bar to get us some drinks, wearing her short sexy revealing red lace dress, her bold blonde hair flowing thickly down around her head. It did feel rather emaciating having my wife buying me drinks, I know it should be the man who does that but alas my wife makes and holds all the money in our relationship, so wasn't much I could do but accept my fate. I sat, tapping my foot to the music, watching couples dancing d***kenly together. I turned my attention back to my wife at the bar, who was flirting with the barman while she waited for him to finish serving other people. I watched as an attractive looking guy sidled up next to her, he was wearing a smart looking polo shirt with jeans, and his dark hair spiked up with a close shaved face. He put his hand onto her back and leaned forward infront of her to say something to another member of bar-staff, before turning to my wife to say something to her. I watched them for a few minutes, watching as he kept rubbing his hand ...
    around her back as they spoke, no doubt my wife was flirting with him, as she does with every guy during a night out. Feeling a little threatened by his physical closeness to her, I stood up and walked over to the bar. "You alright with those drinks, hon?" I ask my wife as I lean up next to the bar beside her. "Yeah just waiting for them, babe." She turned her head to me to say. "Who's your friend?" I ask, looking at the man who looked several years older than me. "Oh this hunk, he's James, you better behave yourself around him, he's a policeman." She coyly giggled. I half-heartedly chuckled along with her. "Hi, how are you." I coldly greeted him. "Hey, I'm good thanks," He replied glancing at me before looking back at my wife, "so is this your boyfriend then?" He asked her. "Oh no, nothing like that, he's just my husband." She d***kenly joked. "Lucky guy, your wife is hot, mate!" He grinned at me and then winked at her. She smiled at him. "So, policeman hey, you scoping the place out for a bust or something?" I asked him. My wife seemed to mock my fake ignorance with a condescending snort. "He's off duty babe, just here letting his hair down and he wants to buy my drink for me." She smiled. "Oh, that's good of him." I say, feeling jealous. When the barman finally served her the drinks, she reached for some money out of her purse when the policeman stopped her, reaching his hand out with a folded note in his hand. "No, no, please, allow me, a woman shouldn't have to pay for her ...
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