unveil my wife in a bar

I love watching my wife with another guy, and this is a particular fantasy that I would love to role play. She is very sexy and loves being with an assertive man who controls her. We meet in a bar and you take charge with some combination of seduction and command. Tell me what you would do. Would you tell things, touch her, give her little commands. The idea is to start bending her to your will and then to start revealing her body.

Tell me if you have questions about her.

Alan Bradley, 55 Leaving work on a Friday afternoon, I agree to meet a co-worker and his wife at a little bar on Saturday night. We have worked together for several years, but never really hung out. I have met his wife on occasions and she is quite attractive. I'm guessing they are about 30. She has always been a bit of a flirt at company parties, but alwasy seemed happy with her husband . . . but, what the hell, I don't have anything else to do this weekend . ..

Saturday: Planning on meeting up at 9:00 . . . jeans and open collar shirt . . . grab a beer at the bar and look around for them . . . ahhh . . seated at a booth in a dark corner. I wave and walk over . . .

TOM JORDAN was sitted facing Alan and spotted his coworker at the same moment. "There's Alan," he said to his wife, Amanda, as he waved his arm to wave. Amanda turned to see Alan, smiled and put down her glass of wine.

"I bet he wonders why I asked him out," Tom thought to himself, standing as he waited for Alan. The two of them had worked together for several years and got along well, but they had never socialized outside company gatherings. Tom looked at MANDY, as she slid out of her seat. She was 30, and he could always count on her lookng sexy. Short and petite, with blonde hair and blue eyes, she'd worn a casual red and white cotton dress with thin shoulder straps, coming to just below her knees. Up top it was cut low between her B-cup breasts, which, as usual, were unfettered by a bra.

Her earrings sparkled, and so did her eyes, and she smiled as Alan approached. She was glad to be out of the house, and she'd enjoyed getting to know Alan from a couple company parties. He was easy-going and funny and also good looking. She hadn't said so, but Tom could tell she found him attractive. That was why he'd invited Alan.

"Hey, Tom . . . Hi, Mandy . . . been a long time." As she stood, Alan automatically wrapped ar arm around to her shoulders and she responds with an arm around my waist and a squeeze that was more than just a bit flirtatious. Tom didn't seem to have any reaction to the hug. "Can I get anyone another drink before I sit down?" I signalled the waitress to come over when she had a minute.

As Mandy slid back into the booth, she bent forward slightly, gving me enough of a view to tell me she was not wearing a bra . . . gonna have to dance with her before this evening is over.

"So, what are you two up to this evening . . . thanks for the invite . . . sure beats a night at home alone!" Mandy seems to be enjoying herself . . . Tom works a lot of hours like I do, and she is probably happy to get out the house tonight too.

The band finally arrives and sets up . . . once they start playing, several couples get up and start to dance. Looking at Tom, "OK if I grab your wife for a dance?"

"Go right ahead," Tom said. Alan looked to Mandy, who shrugged. "Sure," she said. She slid out of the seat, but Tom couldn't see if her dress road up. Then she was walking away, shaking her ass sexily as Alan led her by the hand to the dance floor. He knew she loved to dance, so he took her every once in awhile, but she would have liked to have gone more. Tom always felt to self-conscious to enjoy dancing and felt bad that he couldn't show his wife a better time.

When Alan and Mandy started moving to the music, Tom immediately saw that Alan was a good dancer -- smooth and confident. Tom felt jealousy begin to twist in gut. But at the same time his cock started to harden.

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OOC: Dengs - you are not part of this post.

OOC: Slowpoking and I are looking for a female to play the role of Mandy. Please PM me and I will give you a physical description as well as how you will fit into the scenario we are creating. Do not post to the SRP until you have the OK. Reading thru the SRP so far will give you a little idea . . . but still need to PM me first!!

With Tom's OK, Alan leads mandy to the dance floor, already holding hands before they start dancing. Mandy slides easily against Alan's body and with the slow song being played, he holds her close and can feel her nipples pressing into his chest. Alan is careful, but still allows his hand to slide lower on Mandy's back . . . fingers just barely brushing the small of her back above her ass.

OOC: Silkysylvia is joining the "cast" as Mandy . . . all of you followers, Enjoy!!

Tom watched from his seat. Alan was doing nothing out of line, so to the uninformed observer it looked perfectly harmless. But Tom had seen how Alan directed her, pulled or pushed her precisely where he wanted her to be. And Tom knew his wife well enough to see she was already putting herself in Alan's hands, sinking against him as he pulled her tight. His cock continued to harden, and he knew exactly why. He'd seen such situations turn her slutty before, and he wondered if it would tonight

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When I met Tom I was 21, he swept me off my feet. And that was hard to do. I had always been the partying type, going out to clubs and hooking up with any guy that caught my fancy. I wasn't into having a relationship because they came with so many constraints. I didn't want to be bogged down with having to decide with someone what I wanted to do. I just wanted to have fun. And then I met Tom. Tom was older, more experienced, and very handsome. I always gravitated to the older guys, they just knew how to take care of a girl.

But something happened after we got married. He worked long hours and I waited at home for him after getting home from my own part-time job. Our life got kind of stale. Even our sex life was getting a little routine. We used to go out all the time. Whether it was to go out dancing, or to the bar for a few drinks, and even some company functions. Tom never really liked to dance but I always appreciated his effort in bringing me. Plus, I got to dance with all sorts of guys. I don't know that Tom liked that, but he never said anything about it. I loved to flirt with the guys as we danced, but nothing ever came of it. I wonder if Tom saw that. But since getting so caught up in his work, that all stopped.

So when Tom mentioned to me that we were going out for some drinks and dancing, I got really excited and got all dressed up. I put on my fancy mini dress with my 4 inch red heels, the snug red and white one that Tom always raved about when I wore it. As I was getting dressed Tom mentioned that Alan was going to be there as well. I remember Alan being very handsome, sexy even. He was a bit older, close to Tom's age. I had met him at a few functions. Remembering him, my eyes sparkled a little from the thought of meeting up with him for drinks. From what I remember he was a good conversationalist. And he liked to flirt and if I was still in my partying days, I would've fooled around with him.

Sitting at a booth now at the bar, we were having a drink when Alan arrived. I smiled as he approached the booth and Tom re-introduced us again. Alan put his arm around my shoulder and I put mine around his waist, giving him a nice playful squeeze. Alan towered above my 5'3", 120 pound frame. I always liked tall men, they always were a bit more controlling.

After a few glasses of wine, the band was ready to play so when Alan asked me to dance, I jumped at the chance. Tom never was into dancing that much but I could tell that Alan really liked to dance and have a good time by the way he moved on the dance floor. When the band changed to a slow song I thought we would head back to the booth but when he pulled me close, I relented and placed my hands on his shoulder and hip. He held my body so close that I wondered if he could feel my hardened nipples as we danced. When he moved his hands to the opening in the back of my dress touching my bare skin, I felt myself getting aroused. It was almost like he was trying to seduce me right there in the middle of the dance floor in front of my husband. It probably was the wine and the dancing but when he slipped his fingers lower, almost touching the top of my ass, my heart began to race.

Mandy was about as close as she could get while we danced . . . I could feel her hard nipples . . . and I'm pretty sure she could feel my cock as 'he' responded to her. I want to keep dancing, but don't want to cause any issues with Tom. Walking back toward the booth, I kept mh hand on her bare skin highlighted by the cut-out in the back of her dress . . . moving my fingers around lightly on her soft skin . . .

Watching as she slides into the boothm the short skirt 'catching' on the booth and showing a little more leg than she probably intended to.

"whew, Alan, you are such a good dancer!", as I can feel myself getting excited. Sliding into the booth I could feel my dress getting caught on the leather pulling it higher up my legs. I caught Alan staring at my legs as I moved towards my husband. I was beginning to like the attention from Alan, especially the touch and the way he was looking at me.

I place my hand on Tom's thigh and squeezed it as I turned towards him to ask if he saw us dancing. "Did you see how good of a dancer Alan is? I wish you could move like that but I know you don't like to dance as much as I do." I know I was talking about dancing but I could have just as well been talking about our sex life.

Turning back towards Alan I asked him about getting something more to drink. "All that dancing has made me thirsty (and horny). Perhaps we should get some more drinks?" Giving Alan a unmistakable flirty look. My hand now rubbing up and down my husband's thigh while my other hand fanned my face but without any effect.

Waving at the waitress, another round is ordered . . . Tom seems a little happier when I [ay the waitress . . . As we sit in the booth, and start this round, my hand is on the seat between Mandy and me . . . my fingers trace a soft pattern on the outside of her thigh . . . I'm pretty sure that Tom cannot see that she has pressed her leg against mine . . .

Sitting between my husband and Alan, especially with Alan running his finger along my thigh, is getting me pretty aroused. I rub my husband's thigh firmer as Alan is caressing my thigh. I hope he doesn't notice my excitement. In all my sexual escapades when I was younger, I never had two guys at once, nor was I involved in any type of threesome. It was always a one-on-one but now I find myself thinking about it briefly while sitting here.

Trying to make small talk, I ask Alan about work, and if he is seeing anyone, what he likes to do for fun, etc.

The drinks arrive and I grab my wine glass and take a big sip. I almost feel like I should make an excuse and head to the ladies room. "Excuse me guys, but I need to use the ladies room".

Leaning over and whispering to Mandy . . . "When you go the the ladies room, I want you to bring your panties back to me." Maybe stepping over the line, but I get the feeling that Mandy is ready to play our little teasing game a little faster and harder . ..

I turn and stare at Alan, not believing what I just heard him ask me to do. I know I couldn't say anything with my husband right next to me, but Alan's request actually made me wet.

"Excuse me" as I started to make my way out between the two men.

Entering the bathroom I go straight to the mirror and look at myself. I freshen up thinking about how Alan has been touching me, and now his request for my panties. And I actually liked it. I pick up my bag and head to a stall. Closing it behind me I reach down and roll my panties down my legs. Quickly I stuff them into my bag.

As I was getting ready to come out tonight, I freshly shaved my pussy like I always do before going out. Tom had gotten me to shave when I first met him. He said he loved how smooth I was when he touched me and how good it felt when he ate me.

Now, heading back to the booth, panties in my bag, I felt my heart start to race like never before. I could also feel the warmth building up in my pussy.

"Hi guys, I'm back. Did you miss me?" as I tried to put a genuine smile on my face. I wonder if they can tell how horny I was.

I think you will really do it . .. couldn't tell if you were wearing panties or a thong, but looks like they are going home in my pocket tonight. The next session on the dance floor should be really interesting. The dress is snug over her butt, so nothing will be seen, but when she presses up against me, she will definitely be feeling my hard-on thru the dress . . .

I wait for Alan to get up to let me back into the booth, the look in my eyes maybe giving away the fact that I did as he asked.

I wait for Alan to get up to let me back into the booth, the look in my eyes maybe giving away the fact that I did as he asked. I smiles at my husband as I stood there waiting.

Letting you slide back into the booth . . . not sure Tom can sense it or not, but I can definitely tell that you are getting extremely aroused. Sliding my hand between us, waiting to see if I feel some soft material that will probably be a little damp!

Placing my bag between Alan and me, making sure Tom cannot see, I open my bag so that Alan can see that I took my panties off like he said.

I turn to my husband and lean in and kiss him to distract him from seeing Alan take my panties out of my bag. I reach down with my hand and rub my husband's cock, finding it semi hard through his slacks.

I can see that you are distracting your husband . . . taking your panties of our your bag, god, they are wet . . . as you sit back and pick up your glass of wine, I decide to push things a little further. Resting my hand on your thigh, my fingers are now beginning to stroke the inside of your thigh. Your breathing gets a little faster at my touch . . . Tom is definitely going to get luck tonight . .. you will probably attack him on the way home . . .

"Don't want to keep you guys out too late, or interfere with any plans you have for later, so how about one more dance, Mancy?"