1. My Wife with the Policeman: Part 1


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

    drinks." He told her. "I know, you're still paying for mine," She laughed, "I'm just paying for his drink." She pointed at me. "Oh right, you always have your wife pay for you, hey?" He turned to look at me and chuckled. Great, as if I didn't feel emaciated enough already! I shied my head away from his judging gaze, my cheeks turning red. "It's ok, I don't mind." My wife told him, paying the barman, and then handed me my blue alco-pop. The barman then gave the cop a pint of beer, and he took a sip from it. With drinks in our hands, I turned to walk my wife back over to the lounge but she stood still. "Why don't you come sit with us? It's the least I can do to thank you for the drink." She sweetly asked him. I felt awkward, I only wanted it to be me and my wife together. "That's kind of you, love, sure I'll come sit and chat." He smiled at her, grabbing his pint and walked with us back to the lounge. We sat down together with my wife in the middle between us guys. Although I was feeling like a third wheel as she seemed much more interested with him. He asked me what job I have and I felt so embarrassed to say I don't have a job anymore, and as if to rub in the fact I'm unemployed, he started speaking loads about his job. Mainly 'cos my wife was utterly fascinated and kept asking him about his interesting line of work. He only left us alone when he went to get us more drinks. "I'm going to go to the toilet, hon." I told my wife, and got up to walk to the club's loos. On the way ...
    there, I saw the copper stood at the bar chatting on his phone. " -ok yeah you'd be doing me a real favour, thanks mate, I owe you!" I heard him say before he hanged up, and ordered our drinks. On the way back from the loo, he was sitting back at the lounge with my wife, he had his arm around her, whispering something into her ear and she gasped before playfully tapping his thigh with her open hand, and then giggling before whispering something into his ear. I sat down next to my wife and he quickly pulled his arm away from her. I noticed a fresh pint of beer and a glass of whiskey with Coke set on the small glass table, and my old almost empty bottle of WKD Blue. "Sorry mate, they ran out of that, so didn't get you one." He told me. "Well it's very thoughtful of you any way, James." My wife quickly complimented him. "Yeah, thanks." I huffed. He stood up, and adjusted the belt on his jeans before saying he's just going to the loos. "Keep her entertained for me!" He chuckled, playfully patting me on the back before heading off. "He's so funny babe." My wife giggled. "Yeah, hilarious." I dryly replied. "So nice and thoughtful too, how many other guys would have offered you a drink as well with mine?" She asked, emphasising how nice of a charming guy he is. "He didn't get me one though." I told her. "He couldn't could he? they'd run out of the drink. Besides it's the thought that counts." My wife smiled. "I guess." I twiddled my empty bottle around with my fingertip. One of the ...