Nancy was growing bored and she turned to me and said, “Harold, how about we go out for a stroll, darling.”
It was more of a request than a question. The look in her eyes told me she knew that I knew what sort of evening stroll she had in mind. Not that I faulted her. Being cooped up in the house due to the pandemic problem that’s still out there.
“Where would you want to start?”
She thought for a moment then said, “Let’s drive down to Bruceski’s. It’s been a long time since we stopped by for a drink.”
We were in the living room watching a Netflix movie. The sky was growing dark outside; inside was warm and stale. It didn’t take me long to arrive at an answer.
“I’ll head upstairs and grab a coat,” I stood up. “What about you? You’re not gonna change?”
“On second thought, I think I will.”
I switched off the TV with the remote and then took her hand and together we made it out of the room.
We got into the car and drove off an hour later with me behind the wheel while my queen sat beside me. Nancy not only looked good but smelled spectacular for the evening. She wore a see-through blouse and black leather skirt. She even wore her ‘Queen of Spades’ necklace that I had bought her a year ago, something she only wore when she felt the urgent need to find someone to fuck. No time had she worn it that she had been disappointed. It was fishing season tonight, and my wife was a shark out for blood . . . or rather, out for big black cock!
As for me, I, too, had come prepared. I was wearing my chastity cage underneath my pants. She had inspected it before we left the house; she wore the key around her wrist and I knew she won’t release me until she’d gotten her fix.
Evening arrived and the sky grew purple as we made our way into the downtown part of the city. Not many people were roaming the streets; everyone wore face masks and sauntered past us, looking like lonesome soldiers. I found us a parking garage and from there we walked down a block towards Bruceski’s. I allowed Nancy to walk ahead of me and I couldn’t help taking snapshots of her with my phone. She looked so gorgeous in her black skirt and nylon stockings; you could tell she was itching with horniness and needed a solid release.
Bruceski’s was thriving when we got there. The crowd was small—once again, the pandemic—and the tables were spread a few feet apart. Nancy went and occupied a table while I went to order drinks. While I waited, I scanned the faces inside the bar. So far, none of the persons there seemed to be of interest. I took our drink to our table and we made a toast to our health.
We finished our drink, and then I told Nancy I was going to go hang by the counter. She knew my intention and was fine about it. I ordered another drink and sat there waiting and watching.
Two black men entered the bar and found a table across from us. They looked rather athletic, though one of them appeared thickset. They looked like the sort that Nancy would enjoy. I looked towards her and she gave me that sly look that said she was observing them as well and she approved.
I signalled the waiter over and told him to give the two black men whatever they wanted to drink. The waiter presented their drinks at them and they gestured their acceptance at me.
Nancy was watching the Hockey game being aired on one of the large TV sets. At this point, she knew what I intended to do and didn’t want to appear like she was in the know.
I took my drink and went and introduced myself to the two men. The slim one’s name was Talib, while the thickset one was Mike. It took me a while before I introduced my spiel.
“I don’t want to be a bother, but I was wondering if both of you won’t mind doing me a small favour. Nothing fancy and nothing illegal. But I think it’ll be worth your while.”
“Like what?” asked Mike.
“It’s my wife,” I said.
I gave them a sob, humiliating story about how I was incapable of satisfying Nancy in bed, and how I only got hard from watching her fuck other men. I asked if they would mind doing me the favour of giving her a good fucking for me, because she needs it.
Mike and Talib shared a look as if I was out of my rockers.
“I’m sincerely honest and serious here, guys,” I added.
Talib asked, “Say we were to do this, where’s your woman at?”
I indicated with a head nod towards Nancy. They turned to admire her; the way Mike nodded let me know he liked what he was looking. Nancy, for her part, kept playing oblivious to our conversation. Talib, however, wasn’t completely sold.
“Hold on, first, how we do know she’s really your wife, and you both ain’t vice cops?”
I did my best to reassure him that such wasn’t so. I told them to follow us outside to make a better proof of things. I left their table and went over to join Nancy.
“Honey, we’d best be leaving,” I said.
Nancy didn’t ask any questions. We left the bar, and it didn’t take long before Talib and his friend came out and met with us. I introduced Nancy to them, and she was just as elated to shake hands with them. I directed them towards the parking garage where our car was parked; Talib and Mike walked with Nancy while I led the way.
I had parked the car at a discrete spot in the garage. The two men were already feeling up Nancy’s skirt when we got to the car. They got her to rest against the car while they caressed her body down to her thighs. Mike kissed her while Talib lifted her skirt and pressed his face against her buttock.
Nancy wasn’t wearing any panties.
Mike went on kissing her while Talib pulled his cock out of his jeans and worked at inserting it into Nancy. I stood away from the vehicle watching them while also keeping my eyes out for any person that might be wandering over. I heard Nancy give a throaty gasp when Talib began fucking her. Mike squeezed her tits while still keeping up with their kiss. He managed to take out his penis and Nancy lowered her head to suck it.
I signalled at them to get into the car when I observed more people approaching our direction. I got behind the wheel while Nancy sat in the back between her latest friends as I then drove for home.
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