[lovefest04]

Well Lovinher, pull up a chair, get comfortable, because this might take awhile.

I'll try to be brief. And just to set the stage, we had never done anything sexual with someone else, in fact, most people we know would swear in court we never could possible do something like this.

It all started for us as a way to add a bit of spice. We started with pictures of her just for us and then talked about sending them to others. So things just sorta kept building. Anyway, some weeks or months later we answered an add for phone sex. This worked out great. It usually started with him and her talking, her getting hot, really brought her out of her shell, then after they hung up we'd have great sex. After the third call or so I approached her while she was talking and ultimately ended up with her having a screaming orgasm and as he listened and whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Well, maybe not so sweet. I know sorta lame, certainly gentle, very safe but very hot as well.

After a few more phone calls with the same guy, he did turn her on, I think he suggested we join him in the city for drinks and maybe more. It sounded like fun and we accepted. We were very nervous, her more than I.

So, we got all dressed up, showered, etc and left for a night out. When we arrived, he had champaign and a private art show arranged. He kissed her deeply, which was the first time I had ever seen my wife in a passionate kiss with someone else. I felt a bit like a third wheel, then remembered she was with me. Anyway, he was a complete gentleman, flirting, touching and so the two of us just gave her all the attention she could take.

The problem was that as the night progressed he became more and more drunk, in fact, probably was half gone when we arrived. We did dinner, which was great, she sat with him and I was across from them. That way he could touch her, she could touch him, which he did. I remember he inserted a finger into her while the waiter was taking our order. So the night had a lot of teasing and flirtatious play which she loved. (Our friends might suggest that this was more than simple flirting)

She was truly radiant. So beautiful, so on. She really felt good, deep down. You know what I mean?

I guess it just means something when a stranger makes over you. It's one thing for your partner to tell you your hot, or to kiss your neck, but an attractive stranger, well that's something completely different.

We ended back at a hotel room, she unzipped his pants and pulled out a very nice but rather limp cock. He now appeared quite drunk, but still quite nice. I know it sounds bad, but it really wasn't, he wasn't obnoxious at all just drunk. So, we played on the sofa while he sort of watched and touched her. This would be the first, but not last, time we would have sex in front of another person. She had some screaming orgasms, again the attention of a stranger and a bit of exhibitionism. Very hot, very fun and quite enjoyable.

It was now very late, like 2:30am, we had met at 8pm. He wanted to take her into the bedroom of this suite, she agreed, probably partly because we were novices and they quickly feel into bed, but he just couldn't do much more. He quickly feel half asleep. (Oh and before you blame her, forget it she's as hot as they come, promise, he truly missed out)

I was out in the other room, but quickly realized not much was going on so I gathered our things, packed our little bag, put on some of my clothes and gathered her skirt and shirt, then tiptoed into the room and whispered to her to get untangled w/o waking him. She tried but couldn't and as shes getting dressed (just a short skirt and blouse, no panties, no bra, he starts to call to her. Afraid he might get up and not interested in whatever might follow, we grabbed our stuff, with what clothes we had and fled down the hotel stairs.

We bolted out of the stairwell, remember its now about 3am, only to come face to face with a night porter, a woman, with her eyes as big as tea cups. Remember, we're only partially dressed, yes clothes on all major parts, but very few buttons buttoned. With that we charged into the deserted streets of the city, a warm evening, a slight breeze and the two of us.

So, our first wasn't exactly the greatest opportunity for her to play with another man, but I'll tell you it was a very romantic evening. And to end up on a deserted city street (in a major city), half clothed, with her at 3am, well life just doesn't get any better than that.

We did call him a few days later to thank him, he apologized, but we never saw him again.

S