[MF] My gorgeous wife (26F) pretended to be single so I could pick her up at a hotel bar

So first off, you need to understand that my wife is freaking gorgeous. A total 10/10 stunner, if you’re into numerical ratings. She’s 5’9”, slender and fit, with ice blue eyes and gorgeous natural curves. Me, I’m somewhere between a 5 and a 6, perhaps a bit higher if you like the teddy bear man-boy type. How she ended up with me is another story, but the short version is the old cliche—I make her laugh.

She knows I adore her, and she knows I’m still blown away that I’m married to such a jaw-droppingly gorgeous woman. We have a lot of fun with that.

Anyway, on our last vacation (to Miami), as we’re checking into our hotel room, she gets this funny little smile. I ask her what it is, and she replies, “Just something I thought of. Why don’t you go down to the hotel bar and relax? Wear something nice.”

So I put on a casual suit, head down to the bar. It’s Friday, and it’s the usual mix of businessmen, vacationers, and locals. I order a drink and find a booth in the corner. A few minutes later, she strolls in, completely dolled up in a tight strapless dress and heels, ring removed, blonde hair down, looking like a real life fuck-me Barbie. Everyone is staring as she strolls up to the bar. She doesn’t even glance at me, just takes a seat at the bar and starts looking at her phone.

There’s a table of businessmen across the bar from me, staring at her like a pack of cartoon wolves. They’re whispering excitedly amongst themselves, and then one gray suit separates from the pack, sidles up next to her, and sit down. From his body language I can tell he’s asking to buy her a drink. She looks up, smiles, and shakes her head. He slinks back in defeat, his friends gripping his shoulders in consolation.

Another suit tries his luck. Also, gently shot down. I’m watching, amused.

Finally, the alpha of the group (the tallest and, I’ll be honest, the most conventionally attractive) makes a show for his friends of removing his wedding ring. He’s going to show them how it’s done.

He approaches, smoothly leans one elbow on the bar, facing her, makes some remark. She glances up, briefly, smiles and says something, and then turns back to her phone. He tries again, and this time she just shakes her head without looking up.

I motion to the bartender to buy her a drink on my tab. He tells her, she looks over at me and smiles. Mr Smooth looks at me too, and glares. She orders a vodka tonic, picks it up and brings it over to my booth. The entire table of businessman in watching her.

”Hello, stranger. Thank you for the drink.”

”My pleasure.”

We continue to chat, enjoying the role play. It feels like every pair of eyes in the bar is on us.

We get flirtier, and kiss. Before long, we’re making out—a regular Joe and a model-level stunner. Now I know everybody is watching.

As we continue making out, she puts her hand on my thigh. I put my hand on her knee, but she takes it and slides it down to her inner thigh, where her little tight dress ends. I move my fingers in slow circle against her soft skin. She starts squirming in her seat, and her fingers are now tracing my rapidly stiffening cock through my pants.

The entire bar is focused on us. You could hear a pin drop. My hand slides further up her skirt. I’m expecting my fingers to brush against her panties, but I discover she isn’t wearing any underwear at all. She shifts her hips, pushing her pussy lips against around my fingers. Beneath our deep kissing she starts whimpering and moaning. She’s stroking my cock through my pants now. After a few more moments, she breaks the kiss and, slightly out of breath, whispers into my ear, “Let’s go to your room and fuck.”

We don’t waste any time getting up and heading for the exit. As we leave I notice the the table of business guys looking at me in approval and awe. Even Mr. Smooth gives a little nod. As soon as we’re out the door we hear the bar behind us erupt into hoots and cheers.

The elevator is empty. We have nine floors to go. We start making out again immediately. She unzips my pants and pulls my cock out. I push her against the wall, lift her skirt up, slide my rock hard cock into her slick pussy and start fucking her. She orgasms almost immediately, her nails digging into my shoulders. I cum, hard, right around floor 7, pumping load after load into her tight pussy. As we stumble out of the elevator, flushed and a little disheveled, the older couple waiting to get on just stares silently.

Needless to say, we fucked all evening.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/r8a4ag/mf_my_gorgeous_wife_26f_pretended_to_be_single_so