A few years ago I met a couple online in a city I visited regularly for work. He and I chatted to start, then she joined in. He was excited to share his wife with a man who’s sole purpose would be to give her sexual satisfaction. Just a fuck toy really, with a big cock.
The next time that I was in town, he agreed to let her come meet me at a bar, and possibly more. She looked great, nice flat stomach, but with some womanly curves. She had told me that she had a fantasy of getting fingered by a stranger at a bar, and I noticed she was wearing a shorter skirt. Interesting.
We sat at the bar, with no one else on our side. We chatted, flirted a little, then started to get more touchy. I noticed her phone buzz and saw “hubby” on her screen. She smiled and just said he would be checking in to see if she was happy.
“Are you happy?” I asked.
“Very” she said, looking down at the bulge that had been present in my pants since I sat down.