The smell of sex was potent! She was straddled above my face. Her hands were pulling apart her labia. The smell of her pussy and his semen was unmissable and completely arousing! My wife’s date had emptied his cum into her pussy and my mouth was now its intended destination; it seemed to drip endlessly, and I swallowed every drop. But, I digress!
He had struck up a conversation at the bar. My wife and I had just finished a lovely meal at a local steak joint. It was time for an after dinner drink. Little did I know what was in store.
He was a dark man with a pleasant island accent. He was handsome and articulate; like us, an attorney in town on business. It was an easy point of connection. It was clear he was enamored with my wife; likewise clear that my wife was anxious about how this conversation was going. The connection between the three of us kept getting stronger and friendlier.
Our friend was a touchy-feely kind of guy. He would lean in and put an arm around my shoulders. He would place a hand on my wife’s crossed legs. It was all very innocent.