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A week away with my wife, I always look forward to these trips. We decided to go to Louisville KY for a mid-week get away. Our first day there we went driving around and sight-seeing, didn't do anything special. As evening neared, we decided to get ready to go out. By get ready I mean shower and clean up and for my wife you can add do her hair and makeup. As always, my wife was looking stunning as she was finishing up her make up. What is she going to wear, that is always the question I'm asking, as I love seeing her wear different outfits? Sometimes on our "trips" she will get a little risky and wear something a little more daring. I waited in our room for her to put her clothes on. When she came out, I was shocked, excited and turned on. She had on her black leather pants and with that she had on a sheer shirt in which you could see her black, lacy bra showing through. I was so excited; I couldn't wait to go to a club and enjoy staring at her the rest of the night. She wasn't completely confident in leaving the hotel like this so she grabbed a small, white jacket to cover herself without being too exposed. I hastily encouraged her to leave before she changed her mind.
We left the hotel and walked towards 4th Street Live. We hadn't eaten yet so we slipped into one of the Bar and Grills. After getting drinks and ordering our food, my wife took off her jacket. I tried not to make a big deal, but I had a hard time not staring at her tits through her sheer blouse. As we were finishing our meal, she excused herself for the bathroom. She left her jacket off as she walked away. I watched as other guys stole glances at her. The same thing happened as she walked back to our table. She looked Smoking Hot wearing those leather pants and sheer shirt with her bra showing through her shirt. We finished up and was ready to find some music. We walked into a Nightclub that you could hear music playing. There was a pretty decent crowd already. We ordered drinks, found a table and watched for a while. After another round of drinks, we decided it was time to dance. She left her jacket on a chair at our table we were at. She was definitely getting guys to look at her as she looked so sexy. We stayed out there for about 3 songs before we went back for more drinks.
As we were at our table a guy walked up to us and introduced himself, "Good Evening, my name is Ryan, where are you guys from?"
I responded, "Were from Indiana."
"What brings you to Louisville?" he replied.
I said, "It's just a weekend away without our kids. Were just looking to relax and have some fun."
After a pause in conversation, he looked at me and said, "The real reason I came over here was to see if you cared if I could dance with your wife?"
I was a little shocked at his boldness but also very impressed he had the nerve to come out and ask me this. I smiled at my wife; she already knew what I was thinking.
Before I had a chance to respond he said, "I was watching the 2 of you earlier and your wife is very sexy and beautiful, I was just hoping you'd let me enjoy a few dances with her."
I looked at my wife and said "It's totally up to her if she wants to dance with you."
So, he looked at her and asked, "Would you like to dance with me?"
She looked at me again and smiled and shook her head back and forth, then she looked at him and said, "I'd love to dance with you."
I watched as she got up and the two of them walked to the dance floor. My eyes were glued to her and him. Nothing too exciting happened at first, just the 2 of them dancing close to each other. They were both smiling and laughing and having a good time, they seemed to be really enjoying each other. Then a slow song came on, I saw him whisper in her ear, then she in turn whispered something back in his ear. She looked at me as if asking for permission, I nodded my head in approval. She wrapped her arms around him as he did her. Their bodies were close but not touching. As the song kept playing, I could see them talking and laughing. Their bodies got closer and were touching now. Her breasts were pushed into his chest. I watched as his hands moved down on top of her butt. Every time she turned where she could see me, I smiled at her letting her know I was enjoying the show. Then I saw him lean into to her and whisper something in her ear, she looked my way to see me still smiling, then I saw her lean back into him as if she was telling him something. Both of them glanced back and looked at me. The next thing I saw blew my mind, she leaned into him and her lips locked with his as they started kissing. I'm not talking about a quick kiss on the lips, I'm talking their lips locked and there was my wife in a heavy kissing session with another guy.
She later told me when he leaned in he asked, "Would you or your husband mind if I kissed you?"
She replied, "My husband won't mind; in fact, he encourages me to do stuff with other guys."
He responded, "What do you mean by stuff?"
She nervously smiled at him and said, "Have you ever heard the term Hot-wife?"
He smiles back, "Yes I have. So does this mean you have sex with other guys?"
She smiles, "I haven't yet, but I haven't found the right guy yet. How about you kiss me now and see if you qualify!"
I couldn't believe what I was seeing, there was my wife of 20 years kissing another guy while I watched. Her hand moved in-between them. I could see her hand was over the top of his jeans rubbing his cock as their bodies were pressed tightly together. He then moved one of his hands off her butt and moved it to her breast. He now had one hand groping her breast on the outside of her shirt and his other hand grabbing her ass. She still had one hand over his cock and her other hand she moved to his butt. They were still kissing as if they were 2 lovers who couldn't control themselves. My heart was racing and beating so fast. I was so jealous and nervous yet at the same time my cock was extremely hard. I couldn't explain the emotions of watching my wife kiss another guy. The song ended and they finally stopped kissing. They looked at each other and smiled. My wife whispered something in his ear. They started walking back towards me. My wife walked up to me and without saying a word she pulled me to her and gave me the wettest, hottest kiss.
When she stopped kissing me, she smiled at me and asked, "So, did you like the show?"
I could barely talk; all I could think of saying was, "Yes."
She said, "Good, in that case maybe you'll get to see a little more of that tonight."
She suggested I go get the 3 of us a round of drinks and she was going to use the lady's room. I got our drinks and went back and started talking to the guy that was just making out with my wife.
He asked me, "I hope you were ok with what happened out there, your wife said you'd be fine with it?"
I said, "Yes, I have told her before I'd love to see her kiss another guy and maybe more. What did she tell you when you two were whispering in each other's ears?"
He replied, "She told me that you have encouraged her to do stuff with other guys and she already had your permission. That's when she said she wanted to kiss me while you watched."
I looked at him and said, "I was pleasantly surprised to see her lean in to kiss you. I first I was jealous but yet she looked so sexy with her lips on yours. Then I looked around and saw other people watching my wife kissing you, which made the scene even hotter."
At about that time I looked over to see my wife walking back towards us. Oh my, I could tell she took her bra off. Her bare breasts were visible and had a slight bounce as she walked. I could clearly see her nipples poking through her blouse.
She walked up and handed me her bra and said, "You don't mind holding this while we go dance, do you?"
I couldn't even speak; I just reached out and grabbed her bra and held it. My wife drank her drink really fast and she grabbed our friend and pulled him back to the dance floor. Like earlier they danced to the fast songs, only difference they were touching each other a lot. By a lot I mean she would turn around and grind her ass into his crotch as he would grab her waist and rub his cock against her ass. Then came on another slow song and it didn't take but seconds for their hands to be all over each other. They started kissing again. If I was guessing I'd say they had their tongues in each other's mouth as 2 lovers who couldn't control themselves. As their hands kept exploring each other all of a sudden, he slid his hand under her blouse and was now grabbing her bare tit. Oh Damn, there was my wife getting her tits grabbed with an audience of people. I looked around and saw other people watching them, some were even pointing at them trying to show other people. They were putting on quite the show for the onlookers. I wonder if anyone would've been shocked to know that the lady on the dance floor was married and her husband was watching her kiss a complete stranger? I'm guessing he was pinching her nipples; I could tell she was losing control, the next thing I saw was her hand go inside his pants. I knew she now had his cock in her hand. This kept going on non-stop until the song ended. My wife looked very "flushed" as she moved her blouse and straightened herself up. She looked directly at me again almost as if she was worried. I smiled at her and she immediately walked towards me, not even waiting on her new friend.
She walked up to me and said, "I guess you saw what happened out there?"
I said, "Yes and it was extremely hot watching you getting groped and kissing that guy."
She said, "I'm ready to make your fantasy come true if you're ready, but as you saw earlier just realize there will be no stopping once I start?"
I leaned in and gave her another passionate kiss and when I pulled away, I told her, "I'm ready for this to happen. I want to watch you and your new friend with no boundaries."
The 3 of us left immediately and headed back to our hotel.
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