My wife and I decide early in the week to go out to the local sports bar to blow of some steam. It had been a rough week for me, so I welcomed the idea. As a bonus, my wife said that she had invited John and Allison, our good friends, to go along too.
My wife is a natural flirt. Her beauty draws men, and women, to her like flies to the lone light bulb in the dark. I love the fact, because all of the attention gets her worked up and ready for sex when we return home. Also, giving her the chance to flirt allows me to flirt a little too.
When we arrived, John and Allison already had us a booth in the corner of the building. Both my wife and Allison had worn fairly skimpy attire. My wife had on a mini shirt and Allison wore very short shorts. Both were hot indeed.
John and I had our usual sports talk as we watched the many TV's in the establishment and my wife and Allison talked about their favorite subject; sex. It wasn't too long after the first round when my wife started to cut loose a little.
After a few rounds, John had to check out due to work the next day. It was around 12 o'clock, but working on Saturday really sucks so he asked me to drop off Allison on the way home. I told him no problem and wished he didn't have to leave as we always have a great time.
In John absence, I decided to go up to the bar and check out the seen as my wife and Allison continued to have their fun. I struck up a conversation with the bartender, a mid-twenties hottie, in order to pass the time and help me feel young again. Typical college girl - mid aged conversation, nothing special.
After a while, Allison took up a seat beside me at the bar. I asked her why she came to the bar and she replied that she wanted to flirt with me. The certainly cracked a smile from me, but as I looked over my shoulder, I could see the real reason. Some young guy had sat at the booth with my wife and was pretty close to her. I smiled at her and raised my mug of beer as to acknowledge her situation. She just smiled uneasily at me.
Allison asked me how I felt about seeing guys of all ages pour themselves all over my wife. I told her I take it in stride because I know they only want her body for the night, not her entire being for the rest of her life like I do. Allison just sighed and put her head on my shoulder.
In the time it took to down another beer, my wife had gotten up from her company and walked up between Allison and me. She asked us how we were doing which the obvious sarcastic answer was "not quite as well as you". My wife said that it was up to us to decide how well our night would go, whereas she had to rely on a guy she's never met to make her night good.
Both Allison and I had a laugh at her comment as she could have sex with the guy right there in the booth is she was so inclined. Hearing that, I challenged her to surprise me by taking a risk in full public view in the now nearly empty bar. Allison's face turned bright red with my candidness. My wife said that she would match anything that we did. With no immediate protest from Allison, the stage was set for a great night.
As my wife returned from the bathroom, she stopped by out location long enough to say "you're up first". I asked Allison if she was up for the game, but her only reply was a soft "whatever....." I turned our barstools to face one another, and looking over my shoulder towards my wife, I grabbed Allison by the back of the head and pulled her into my neck. Her first contact with me was her open mouth on my neck which caused my eyes to singe closed. Her lips sucked and pulled on the soft skin of my neck, followed by a light caress from her tongue on the skin where the neck meets the shoulder.
My wife's eyes were wide open in amazement, almost completely shadowing her lust. Her young lover was at a loss for words himself. Recovering quickly, she shoved his head over the back of their booth repeated our actions. Her attack seemed much more deliberate and a lot longer. Her fingers snatched a handful of his hair as she forced herself upon him. He was powerless to resist her; he was hers for the taking.
Since we were sitting at the bar and not hidden from the patrons, all eyes turned Allison and me as we competed. Likewise, my wife and her playmate enjoyed a much more solitude.
Not being outdone though, I attacked Allison once more. This time I made a much less hidden approach. I told my Allison to look into my wifes eyes. When I say my wife shift her eyes over to Allison's, I started to run my hand up and down her thinly covered torso on the outside of her ribcage. After a few strokes, my hand traveled to the bottom of her tight shirt, looped underneath and moved up until I fully cupped her tit. I paused there, and after the drama had built, I made it quite clear that my thumb and forefinger tweaked her nipple back and forth. Allison's eye clamped together so tightly that there was no denying her pleasure.
The bartender tried to protest by asking "what the hell is going on here?" I told her to back off; I will not lose a bet. She promptly said "ok" with a dry voice.
My wife's young toy's eyes were massive with amazement. She huffed as she whispered into his ear. His eyes locked onto mine with an "oh shit" look, and I just stared back at him as to say "you pussy, do it!" look. With that, his hands slowly slid under her mini skirt, he hitched his fingers over the hip straps of her tiny panties and pulled them off. My wife's eyes were glued on mine as she lifted her hips off of the seat to allow him to pull them down over her knees and eventually off of her shoe clad feet. In turn, she threw them at Allison and me. They were soaked. She them laid her head back on the seatback and pulled his hand into her glistening slit.
With no more eye contact with me, he worked his fingers in and out of her with a wanton abandon. Allison and I could see under the darkened table that she was spreading her legs as far as she could, granting him access to every inch of her sex. No one else had caught on to their act as everyone else was watching us.
Allison looked at me and said "you lost, and now I'm hopelessly horny".
Accepting defeat, we could only watch as the young man made her cum. Upon completion, she pulled her skirt back down, kissed him on the lips as she said thanks, and we exited.
Allison and my wife sat in the back seat of our SUV as I drove home. Allison confessed that the scene she witnessed was the hottest sex she had ever seen. My wife apologized that we didn't have the same fun as she did. I told my wife to help Allison catch up, and we would when we got home
To be continued.....
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