Last year we went to a dance with a group playing. I’m in my 60’s and Jane her 50’s. I would love to watch her getting fucked or even if I wasn’t there but she told me all about it I have mentioned it a few times over the years but she just laughs it off. I have never pushed it as I don’t want to turn her off. She doesn’t mind fantasising about it in the bedroom though.
Well at the dance we had a few drinks but I’m not really a dancer. I went upstairs to the bar to get more drinks. It took a while as it was busy.
When I got back she was not at the table but up dancing with a guy probably early 30’s. It was a fairly slow number and they seemed a bit close. I saw that his hand was on her bum and she gently removed it. He tried again and this time she didn’t. It was a strange feeling of butterflies in the stomach, somewhere between jealousy and excitement.
So as his hand hadn’t been removed he was now closer , pushing against her more with his chest against her breasts and probably his cock hardening against her too. His hands were definitely roaming more and he was rubbing where her suspenders were.
When Jane got back we didn’t say anything but got on with our drinks. After a while I noticed the guy look over towards her and she said I think that man would like another dance, do you mind? Of course not, go ahead. No preamble this time, he was pushed right against her, hands stroking her suspenders through her dress and onto her bum.
The dance finished shortly afterwards and we got into the car to drive home. I asked if she enjoyed the evening. Yes very much. What was it like dancing with the young man? Steve it seems was his name, yes I did. I started to slide my hand up her dress, over her stocking tops until I reached her panties. They were really damp in the crotch area. My goodness, did you come in your panties? Well a small one she said and I could see she was getting worried about my reaction.
Oh it’s not any sort of problem, in fact I’m loving it. As the car park was dark I then put my fingers into her and stated to make her come again talking to her all the time. Would you have liked to fuck him.? I’m married to you. This was encouraging , she didn’t say she didn’t want to. What if you were single or divorced, would you have gone back to his and opened your legs for him. Yes, probably. Would you have just kept your stockings and suspenders belt on? Yes if that’s what he wanted. If he was parked next to us here, would you get into the back seat of his car now? Yes she said. Did he have a big cock when he was pressing it against you? Would you like it in you pumping spunk up your cunt? She then came in a huge gush all over her panties, stockings and the car seat.
I said maybe we we should come to next weeks dance and I could leave early. Her reply was , maybe.
To be continued ...