My wife and I have been together for a few years now, and earlier I shared a story that made me reminisce about some of the sexploits from the early days of our relationship. This one takes us back to the very beginning, our first date.
I met my now wife while out at a bar one night, approaching her with the charming line “Hi, my friends dared me to talk to you”. I know, I’m such a Casanova no wonder she couldn’t resist.
About a week after we first met we set up a time to go out on a formal date. We met at a brewery near the downtown area of our city. I had rushed over from work, it was summer and a million degrees outside, and I was nervous as fuck, so naturally the first part of the date was all me sweating and making awkward small talk. Somehow I convinced her to come with me to another bar that I frequented nearby. Now relaxed in more familiar surroundings, we really started hitting it off. This led to going to a restaurant and several more bars and suddenly like 7 hours had passed.
It was getting late, but we weren’t ready to call it a night just yet. The street we were on was an up-and-coming popular part of town, packed with new bars, restaurants, hip little murals and a gentrified neighborhood surrounding it. My office was at the start of the block, and there was a fully stocked bar and pool table in it, so I suggested we head there for a nightcap.
I led us upstairs and poured some drinks, we chatted and motioned like we were actually going to play pool, but pretty quickly we were pressed against each other in a passionate “this is the first time we’ve been alone” make out.
Before we continue it’s important to explain that this room in my office was above a busy corner of the street, and had two large windows facing out to the sidewalks below. I was a little distracted and hadn’t thought to draw the curtains.
The next thing I remember is picking my wife up and laying her on the pool table. I hiked up the little black skirt she was wearing just above her waist and buried my face in between her legs. She was running her fingers through my hair and moaning, and both of us were too preoccupied to realize that a small crowd on the street below had noticed something happening through the windows.
Eventually we stand back up, and she drops to her knees and pulls out my already hard cock. As she starts taking me in her mouth for the first time, I suddenly hear the faint sound of cheering. With my future wife going deeper and deeper down my dick, I look over to the open windows, backlit by the bright office lights, and see a group of maybe 6 to 8 people standing on the sidewalk outside watching us. They notice me noticing them and erupt in another cheer, louder this time.
My wife now realizes what is going on, but she continues going down on me for another minute, letting everyone on the street get a decent show before we head over and close the blinds. Years later we’ve realized that we both have a bit of an exhibitionism fetish, but we aren’t quite wild enough to fuck in front of an audience on a first date.
Sadly I’ve since changed jobs and no longer have access to that awesome office with its public sex picture windows, but we’re working on finding a good replacement spot to do something similar in the future.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rge28d/mf_a_story_from_me_m29_my_wifes_f31_first_date