Shall we take him home?

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We used to go to the same pub at least a couple of times every week. We became regulars and got to know loads of people. Being only about a 10 minute walk from home, it was great. One young man of about 20, called Richard, seemed to develop a sort of crush on my wife. Don’t get me wrong, nobody flirts more than me. I had passionate kisses with a few women frequenting the pub, but at that time it was no more serious than that.  The thing with Richard was that he took any opportunity he could get to tell my wife that he would “love to fuck her” and this was usually accompanied by a soft caress or two. My wife was not offended at all by this, but was flattered that a good looking man of 20 would fancy her. Another thing about this was that whenever she was told this by Richard, she would tell me about it in some detail while we were making love, which I admit would get me more excited than normal.  This became a normal part of our sexual fantasy, leading me to suggest that she take him up on his offer. This again became a normal part of our sex talk.  Nothing was done about this until one night in the pub. Whilst a group was singing live and the pub was full to the rafters, my wife found herself standing in front of Richard in a crowd of people by the bar. I was seated about 30 feet away from them. This wasn’t unusual. We would exchange winks and glances with each other at various times during the night, not thinking anything Maltepe Escort about it. This night whenever I looked over at her, she was always smiling, as was Richard whenever I looked at him.  Later that night when we got home, my wife was really horny. This was helped by the fact I had coaxed her tits out of her blouse whilst walking home. We used to do this quite regularly. When we went to bed and started to make love, she said, out of the blue,” Richard felt my tits tonight!”She proceeded to tell me, again in great detail, that while she was standing in front of Richard, he had started rubbing her back gently through her blouse, which was worn outside her jeans. She started to lean back against him, and because that must have been like a green light to him, he proceeded to then place his hands inside the rear of her blouse, gently rubbing her back.At the same time he was gradually moving his hands upwards. Because the place was so crowded, no-one could see this was happening. My wife was enjoying this so much that she did not object when his hands reached the rear of her bra and gently undid the catch.  He then brought his hands around to the front, still inside my wife’s blouse, gradually raising his hands until he met the bottom edge of her undone bra. He then very slowly moved the bra out of his way, and gently reached up and cupped both of my wife’s tits. He just held them for a Maltepe Escort Bayan while, before slowly touching her nipples with his fingertips, gently playing with them, to my wife’s immense enjoyment.Because this was happening in the middle of a room full of people, with me occasionally looking over, and with her able and willing to also reach behind her and squeeze Richard’s stiff cock through his jeans, my wife was in seventh heaven. This went on for some time apparently with Richard again whispering in her ear that he’d “love to fuck her,” and would she be willing to go for a walk with him behind some nearby garages to achieve that? She politely declined. I could not believe my ears as I was told this story, which had the effect of really exciting the both of us more than ever as we were fucking away madly at the same time. It resulted in huge, noisy orgasms for us both. We both enjoyed this episode and it’s retelling so much that we immediately agreed that we would love similar events to occur, preferably involving Richard. My wife certainly by now had the hots for him, and enjoyed describing the feel of his cock to me.  Some weeks went by until we were again down the local at the same time as Richard; the evening ending with all three of us being invited to another couple’s house for a late drink. This took place with Richard most of the time smiling at my wife and, she told Escort Maltepe me later,”Trying to look up my skirt.”When the time came to leave, we had to walk down some stairs from the upstairs flat we had been in, and Richard took the opportunity to lean over my wife’s shoulder and repeat his ” I’d love to fuck you” gambit. As I walked away, expecting my wife to be behind me, I realized that she had stopped to talk to Richard. She then came over to me, about forty feet away from Richard, and told me what he’d said. She added that if I was in favour, we could carry out what we’d talked about many times and take Richard home with us. We talked briefly about the situation and basically it came down to what my wife wanted; me not wanting her to feel I was forcing her into something. She assured me that she was willing if I was and wanted me to make the final decision.  I asked her what she would like to happen if he did come back with us? She said that she would love to tease him for a while, giving him increasing glimpses of one, then both tits.This then would progress to letting him gradually see up her skirt until her panties were in view, then remove the panties, give him a good view, and then progress to mutual feeling, sucking, and wanking.When I asked her would she then want Richard to fuck her, she replied, “It might be nice, especially with you watching us.” I walked to Richard and told him that if anything was to happen between us, I would expect absolute discretion, as we all lived in a small village and word could easily get round. He assured me that would be the case, as he was seeing someone too, so we proceeded back to our house.  When we got home, I put on some nice slow music, and made us all a vodka and tonic.

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