Guys - Where would you take my wife to screw her?

My wife’s boyfriend is coming by later tonight. So he’s going to be taking my wife up to our bedroom again.

If you guys had a date with her tonight, where would you want to take her?
I’d take your wife to my favorite hotel and fuck her pussy till she was sore
 
My wife’s boyfriend is coming by later tonight. So he’s going to be taking my wife up to our bedroom again.

If you guys had a date with her tonight, where would you want to take her?
I’d take her ass on the couch in your home hoping you’d come in and join us as we could satisfy each other
 
Hey Guys! It’s Friday!!

If you had a date with my wife tonight, I’d love to here where you would take her to fuck her!
 
Greetings. If you had a date with my wife this weekend, I’d love to know where you’d like to take her to end your evening just right.
 
Happy Valentine’s Day! Tonight I’m going to take my wife out. Have a fabulous date night. Then come home and tear it up in the bedroom. But honestly, I kind of wish she had a date with another man tonight.

Where would you take her afterwards?
 
In your bed as you 69 her and I take her pussy and you lick us both ! I slip out and fuck your mouth as your wife watches and smiles as I fuck her again ! Then cum in her for you to enjoy a nice warm creampie
 
I'd wait till a warm rainy day and fuck her from behind, both of us standing naked on the balcony, wailing like banshees.
 
My wife and I are in a hotwife type relationship. Basically, we both like her having sex with other men. I love chatting with other men on this site about them having sex with her. One thing I'm always curious of is where the guy would take my wife to fuck her? His place? Our place? Hotel?

So guys - if you and my wife were to hit it off, the sexual attraction was there. Where would you like to take her to give it to her?

As well, to the guys here that have had sex with married women - where did you have your sex with her?
Yes, I have this secret room in this old looking house but in the room all types of mirrors are there. I would lock the door and fuck her brains out for a long time real nasty and erotic the perfect sex fantasy.
 
I would take your wife out to dinner and show her off how beautiful she is. I would take your wife to my apartment and we would smoke some pot.
I’d have your wife suck my cock first then fuck her. In fact I would fuck her all night.

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That’s perfect. Treat her like the queen she is. But then behind closed doors at your place, screw her like a cheap slut!
 
I would have your wife ride my cock in my car.
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My wife makes a 2hr drive to meet her bf. They either fuck at a hotel or in a parking lot of a Walmart. She knows I have tracked her on “find a friend” and found the back seat reclined with cum stains but she denies it.

Having fucked her in her suv, I believe she fucks him reverse cowgirl.
 
It’s Saturday night. If you had a date with my sexy wifey tonight, where would you want to take her to fuck her?
I'd meet your beautiful wife on a plane while I was flying to your city for work. She would be flying back home to you after a visit to her hometown. You'd be eager to hear if she had any stories to tell you about ex-boyfriends or lovers during her trip. I'd sneak a peak at the texts between you two and see you asking about other men... and realize I could ignore that wedding right she had on her pretty finger. I'd know that that hot little body could be mine if I played my cards right.

I'd flirt "innocently" with her as we took off. You'd ask her who she's seated next to, hoping it's a man. You'd be thrilled when she replies, "Funny you should ask. He's totally flirting with me, even though I mentioned I was married. He's very funny. We're about to take off. I'll text you when I'm in Chicago for the layover."

You'd text a couple of times, but get no reply because she's in the air.

Then you'd get a text that says, "We're in Chicago. The weather is bad. Our flight is delayed. Mike and I are going to grab some dinner here at the airport."

You'd text back, "Bummer. Mike?"

She'd reply, "The guy I was seated next to that I mentioned before. ;)"

You'd get intermittent updates during dinner.

Finally, you'd get a text that says, "We're back at the gate. The flight is delayed again." Then, 30 minutes later, "It's delayed again. I might be spending the night in the airport. All the hotels are booked up."

Then later, "The flight is canceled until tomorrow. Mike has a room. He travels a lot, so has all sorts of points and levels, etc. He said I could share his room. He said he'd sleep on the floor. I don't think I'll make him sleep on the floor. ;)"

The next text you get says, "We're in the hotel. It's a REALLY nice room. Lots to tell you in the morning. Good night. I love you."

You spend the whole night with your cock in your hand wondering if I'm fucking your wife. I am.

The next morning you get a text that says, "The airline has offered us $200 to bump to a later flight tomorrow. We're going to take it and sleep in. ;)"

You send dozens of texts asking about what's going on. They are ignored until finally, "Yes. Lots of stories for you. I'll catch you up later. Busy now. We're having breakfast in bed. ;)"

Finally, late in the day you get a call from your beautiful wife, telling you that yes, she spent much of the day sleeping because she spent all night fucking. And she's booked on a flight the next day, so, she will HAVE to spend another night in Chicago. She loves you. Good night.

That night, you send plenty of texts, but get only a few short replies as your wife and I hang out at the spa, the hot tub, and the pool, have dinner, go dancing, etc. We have another great evening.

Later in the night, you get a text that says, "Hey man, it's Mike. I got your number from your wife's phone. She's amazing. You're a lucky guy. She's in the shower now, cleaning up after a nice long fuck session. Damn, she's good in bed. But, you know that. Once she gets into the dress I bought her, we're headed downstairs for dinner and some dancing."

20 Minutes later you get a text from your wife, "We're headed downstairs for dinner and some dancing. Good night. I love you. Leaving my phone in the room. There are no pockets in this tight dress. :)"

You'd spend all night wondering. She'd spend the first half of the night being seduced and then the rest of the night cumming.

Finally, the next morning, you'd get a text, "We slept in. Running to make the flight... or we'll have to spend another night here in Chicago. :)"

Then, "We made the flight. Mike upgraded us to first class. I could get used to this."

You text, "You could get used to first class? Or Mike?"

As the plane takes off, off you get back, "Both :)". Then, much later, "Landed. See you soon."

She arrives home and, while you reclaim her, she tells you all about all the different ways I fucked her... and how she's already looking forward to the next time I have business in town.
 
My wife makes a 2hr drive to meet her bf. They either fuck at a hotel or in a parking lot of a Walmart. She knows I have tracked her on “find a friend” and found the back seat reclined with cum stains but she denies it.

Having fucked her in her suv, I believe she fucks him reverse cowgirl.
When my wife and I first started dating, there was a “Lover’s Lane” type area where couples went to fuck. I’m all for another man taking my wife to that spot today. Then screw her in backseat.
 
I'd meet your beautiful wife on a plane while I was flying to your city for work. She would be flying back home to you after a visit to her hometown. You'd be eager to hear if she had any stories to tell you about ex-boyfriends or lovers during her trip. I'd sneak a peak at the texts between you two and see you asking about other men... and realize I could ignore that wedding right she had on her pretty finger. I'd know that that hot little body could be mine if I played my cards right.

I'd flirt "innocently" with her as we took off. You'd ask her who she's seated next to, hoping it's a man. You'd be thrilled when she replies, "Funny you should ask. He's totally flirting with me, even though I mentioned I was married. He's very funny. We're about to take off. I'll text you when I'm in Chicago for the layover."

You'd text a couple of times, but get no reply because she's in the air.

Then you'd get a text that says, "We're in Chicago. The weather is bad. Our flight is delayed. Mike and I are going to grab some dinner here at the airport."

You'd text back, "Bummer. Mike?"

She'd reply, "The guy I was seated next to that I mentioned before. ;)"

You'd get intermittent updates during dinner.

Finally, you'd get a text that says, "We're back at the gate. The flight is delayed again." Then, 30 minutes later, "It's delayed again. I might be spending the night in the airport. All the hotels are booked up."

Then later, "The flight is canceled until tomorrow. Mike has a room. He travels a lot, so has all sorts of points and levels, etc. He said I could share his room. He said he'd sleep on the floor. I don't think I'll make him sleep on the floor. ;)"

The next text you get says, "We're in the hotel. It's a REALLY nice room. Lots to tell you in the morning. Good night. I love you."

You spend the whole night with your cock in your hand wondering if I'm fucking your wife. I am.

The next morning you get a text that says, "The airline has offered us $200 to bump to a later flight tomorrow. We're going to take it and sleep in. ;)"

You send dozens of texts asking about what's going on. They are ignored until finally, "Yes. Lots of stories for you. I'll catch you up later. Busy now. We're having breakfast in bed. ;)"

Finally, late in the day you get a call from your beautiful wife, telling you that yes, she spent much of the day sleeping because she spent all night fucking. And she's booked on a flight the next day, so, she will HAVE to spend another night in Chicago. She loves you. Good night.

That night, you send plenty of texts, but get only a few short replies as your wife and I hang out at the spa, the hot tub, and the pool, have dinner, go dancing, etc. We have another great evening.

Later in the night, you get a text that says, "Hey man, it's Mike. I got your number from your wife's phone. She's amazing. You're a lucky guy. She's in the shower now, cleaning up after a nice long fuck session. Damn, she's good in bed. But, you know that. Once she gets into the dress I bought her, we're headed downstairs for dinner and some dancing."

20 Minutes later you get a text from your wife, "We're headed downstairs for dinner and some dancing. Good night. I love you. Leaving my phone in the room. There are no pockets in this tight dress. :)"

You'd spend all night wondering. She'd spend the first half of the night being seduced and then the rest of the night cumming.

Finally, the next morning, you'd get a text, "We slept in. Running to make the flight... or we'll have to spend another night here in Chicago. :)"

Then, "We made the flight. Mike upgraded us to first class. I could get used to this."

You text, "You could get used to first class? Or Mike?"

As the plane takes off, off you get back, "Both :)". Then, much later, "Landed. See you soon."

She arrives home and, while you reclaim her, she tells you all about all the different ways I fucked her... and how she's already looking forward to the next time I have business in town.
Wow! Thank you so much for the time and effort it took to making this scenario. I absolutely love the situation and idea that gets Mrs. Screwher and you alone in a hotel room. I wish her career took her on the road, giving her the opportunity for adventures like this.

And whenever you’re in our neck of the woods, we’d be all for hooking up with you. Maybe I’ll take her to the lingerie shop. Sexy new bra and panties. Then drop her off at your hotel.
 
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