I couldn't believe this was actually happening as I approached the bar. This was often a fantasy Tom and I played out, always leading to hot passionate sex, but that was all it had been for the past year, a fantasy. Tonight though, I was taking my first steps towards becoming an actual Hotwife!

I was a little nervous, but also excited. There were butterflies in my tummy, but there was definitely also a tingle in my pussy, as I walked towards the doors of the bar. The doorman gave me a look up and down, lingering a little too long on the more exposed parts of my figure, before pulling the door open for me.

Tom let me choose my outfit, provided he could make last minute adjustments. I had selected a white fitted short sleeve button up blouse, over a black mid thigh pleated skirt, and 2 inch strappy heels.

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I couldn't believe this was happening. The thought of Laura, my gorgeous wife of 8 years, flirting with another man, getting close and intimate, always got me so hard in our fantasy roleplays. But here we were, actually doing this for real!

She had let me select a busy bar out of town. I had booked a hotel for us a short walk from the bar. I watched her intently as she got ready in our room for the evening ahead. She showered and freshly shaved her shapely legs, neatening up the little landing strip at the top of her legs. She allowed me to apply her body moisturizing lotion all over her petite 5ft4 figure, but slapped my hand away as I caressed her delicious small pert breasts a little too long.

We had struck a deal whereby she choose her outfit for the night, but I could make final adjustments. She looked great in her fitted blouse and short skirt, but I made her remove her bra. Not the first time she had gone out braless, Laura's perfect 32a breasts didn't need a bra all the time. I also made her undo a few more buttons on her blouse than she had modestly done up. Just 2 buttons held the material together now, allowing a good view of her slight flat tummy, and her delicate collarbones and decolletage. I suggested she wear her gorgeous long dark hair down, some flicked over the front of her shoulders, reaching down to just above her nipples.

I had left her in our room half an hour early to go to the bar, get a drink and find a suitable position to watch her.

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My attention was drawn to her the moment she walked throgh the bar doors. Her dark long hair framing her beautiful pale face. The exposed decolletage with a hint of swell from petite breasts. The flaying blouse revealing a trim waistline. And although short, her legs looked long on her slim petite figure.

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The bar was busy and as I entered I felt the gaze of several men, just like the doorman, eyeing me up, head to foot. I couldn't see Tom, but I wasn't looking too hard, I knew he would be there, also eyeing me up. I had to squeeze past some guys to get to the bar. They barely moved, making me brush up against them. A few daringly even placed a hand on me as I passed, one somehow placing his hand on my bare waist as my blouse brushed someone else, exposing a section of my midriff. As lecturous as these men were, I couldn't deny I was enjoying the attention.

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I spotted Laura as she entered, looking stunning, a little anxious maybe, but projecting confidence as she worked her way through the men to the bar. I noticed many guys checking her out, some subtly, others blatantly! A couple even tried to grope her as she walked by.

I realized I too was feeling a little anxious, but also aroused watching my wife draw so much attention.

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I moved through the crowd to get nearer her, and as I did I took in more of her exquisite details. Like her slender but toned forearms tapering down to her delicate wrists and hands. And... Was that a wedding ring?! Two fine, simple silver bands, one with a small stone, on her wedding finger. As I got nearer, I realized just how short she was, my 6ft3 frame was starting to loom over her. Petite woman were a turn on for me. I loved the way she moved, and held herself, so feminine.

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I finally reached the bar, as I felt yet another hand grope my ass. I looked back, but no one seemed to be paying me any attention. I turned back to the young barman, who seemed only to happy to have my full attention. He starts making small talk with me as he gets my small white wine. He's cute, so I flash him my best sultry smile. I'm about to pay for my drink when a mountain of a man slips in beside me, I barely reach his shoulder, and offers to pay for my drink. I look up to him, he is handsome and well dressed in a fine suit, doing it's best to hide powerful arms and chest. He must be early 40's, smiles at me as our eyes meet. I feel myself blush as his blue eyes look deeply into mine. I except his kind offer, and he asks for a whisky, before paying.

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There was a small gap beside her at the bar so I took my chance, slipping in beside her, my thigh against her bare leg. I told the bar boy, who had been trying his best to charm her, I'd like to pay for her drink. He turned to me and immediately looked defeated. The pretty brunette looked up at me... Damn the big dark eyes... She started to blush, smiled and thanked me. I order myself a whisky and then paid up.

We started chatting, I had to lean down to her to hear her over the noise of the bar. She placed one of those delicate hands on my shoulder as she stretched up to reach my ear. She thanked me for the drink, and introduced herself as Laura. As she stretched up, I couldn't help noticing how taut her exposed tummy was. I told her it was my pleasure, and introduced myself as Lewis.

We continued to chat like this for a little while, as we got jostled by others at the bar, resulting in us making body contact often. The back of my hand brushing against her firm midriff, her legs placed within my legs, pushing up against me. And then, as she placed her hand on my shoulder again to reach up and speak in my ear, she must of gotten nudged, as I felt her lips brush my ear and neck.

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I saw him lock onto my wife, smartly dressed, good looking, muscular and tall, maybe mid 40's... He was definitely her type! He followed her to the bar, where the young barman was desperately trying to hit on her. I noticed the guy check out her ass and legs one last time before slipping into a gap beside her. Laura soon looked up to him, and even I from my distance, could see her blush. She soon had a hand on his shoulder as she stretched up to speak into his ear, him bending slightly down to her.

I couldn't see much below their shoulder heights due to the crowd, but I caught the look of electric on his face as she brush her beautiful naturally pouty lips against his neck. She always teased me like that, while pretending it was a slip, a mistake, but she knew what she was doing, always. My cock throbbed in my pants.

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I stretched up as if to say something into his ear again, but instead I brushed my lips against his ear lobe and neck. He smelt good, I licked my lips to get more of his taste. He froze at my touch.

I suggested we get another round of drinks, then find ourselves a booth towards the sides of the bar. He quickly caught the attention of the barman and ordered the drinks.

Soon we were making our way through the crowd, Lewis leading, one of his large hands grasping one of my wrists so as not to lose me, eventually finding a secluded booth. Lewis let me slip in before he slid in after.

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I gestured for her to slide into the booth seating first, and watched as her short skirt rode up a little, exposing more of those incredible bare thighs. I slipped in beside her, both half turned so we were facing each other. She was beautiful. I leaned in close to her to say something, but she caught me by surprise by meeting me halfway and kissing me, lingering a little on my lips, before pulling back and giggling. I realized I was beaming back at her. She was beautiful, cute and sexy. I gently reached out and took her left hand in my right, raising it up, to look at her wedding rings, and then at her.

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I couldn't resist, as he leant in, meeting him with a kiss on his lips. It was the first time I had kissed another man like that since meeting Tom. All of a sudden I felt like a naughty college girl again, as I pulled back I couldn't help giggling. The look of surprise and delight on his face was a picture.

After a moment he looked down to my hands, reached out and lifted my left hand, looking at my wedding bands then at me, questioningly. I ask him if he has heard the term, "Hotwife", before coyly biting my lip.

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I had lost them as they moved off across the bar. By the time I found them my wife and her man were sat behind a table in a booth. I saw him holding up her left hand, her wedding rings were twinkling from some light somewhere. She said something to him, then bit her lip. I loved that look, it meant she was in a playful, naughty mood. She slipped her hand from his grasp and dropped it to what looked like his lap. My stomach was in knots, but I was so incredibly hard too! I moved to try and get a clearer view of them.

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I knew exactly what a "Hotwife" was. My heart skipped a beat. Then she slipped her small delicate hand out of mine and slowly but smoothly lowered it until it came to rest right on the bulge of where my cock laid along my left thigh. Without my noticing, she had clearing clocked it at some point, because as she did it, her eyes never left mine. She gave it a squeeze, then ran her fingers along the length of it, with the biggest smile on her face. She leaned in and we started kissing again. I placed a hand on her waist above her hip, slipping under the fabric of her blouse, feeling how toned yet soft her flesh was. She let out a moan as we continued to kiss.

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I had noticed the bulge a few minutes earlier, he clearly hung to the left like Tom. But when my hand came to rest on it, I was pleasantly surprised at just how thick it felt under my hand. I traced the length of it with my fingers, yes, it seemed longer than Tom's too. I couldn't help smiling, as I looked into Lewis's eye, seeing that lust build. I had to taste his lips again, as I continued to caress his bulge. He placed a hand on my hip, slipping under my blouse. It felt amazing, his hand on my bare skin. He began to squeeze and stroke, he's fingers exploring, until his thick thumb brushed along the underside of my right breast. He repeated the move, before slipping a little higher, under the taut fabric of my blouse, and finding my hard nipple. I let out a low grown, my nipples have always been so sensitive.

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I had found a better angle, I could just about make out Laura's hand caressing his cock through his suit pants, her wedding bands glinting in the dim light, against his bulge. I also saw his hand exploring her bare soft smooth skin, pushing the lose blouse fabric aside, his hand creeping higher with each stroke. Although those two buttons held, Laura's blouse was ruching up, until.... Was that a glimpse of underboob?! And then, was that the edge of her right breasts areola!? I could make out his thumb, presumably rubbing her nipple just under the fabric.

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Although her breasts were small, when my thumb brushed against the underside of her boob, the definition and firmness of her breast was clear. I traced my thumb along that delicious curve a few more times before edging higher, seeking that nipple... It felt great brushing against the tip of my thumb, hard and thick. Laura let out a groan as I teased her. Yet her hand kept caressing my rock hard member.

With my other hand, I started to caress her thighs. Again, soft and smooth like her midriff, with a firm tone just underlying. Her skirt had already ridden up a little, enticing me with a view of her upper thighs. I edged my hand higher, and Laura parted her thighs, inviting me to go even higher. I could feel the heat emanating from her pussy before my fingers found the sodden lacy material of her knickers.

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With one of his hand groping my breast and caressing my nipple, his other hand started to explore my upper thighs. As his hand reached higher, I couldn't help but part my legs, so desperate to feel him at my pussy. I was so wet, and horny! Soon his fingers found my hungry pussy, barely hidden behind my now soaked black lacy knickers, his thumb grazed my swollen clit. I couldn't help letting out a low long moan into his ear, which seemed only to encourage him more. His fingertips found the edge of my knickers, and he defy moved them to the side, and started to ease into me, I collapsed onto his shoulder as stars started to appear before my eyes. My hips started to involuntarily buck, feeding my pussy onto his fingers. I arched my back as I thrust my hips forwards. It wouldn't be long before I was coming on this strangers fingers, in this busy bar, with Tom out there somewhere, hopefully watching!

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I couldn't see what he was doing with his other hand, but I had a fair idea by the way Laura was moving, bucking her hips forwards. Her attention on his cock had also waned.

As she thrust her chest out, both the undersides of her breasts were now clearly visible to anyone watching after her blouse had bunched from his groping hand.

And then, that look on her face... I knew my wife would soon be cumming. I was so hard, and I could feel the slick stickiness in my boxers from all the pre-cum I was oozing. I was sure he must of been in a similar situation!

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I had been getting increasingly close to cumming myself with her fingertips lightly teasing and caressing of my engorged cock, when I had started to distract her with my fingers and thumb. Slipping one finger into her hot wet pussy, then two, and making a 'come hiver' motion, as I circled her clit with my thumb. Soon she was pushing down on my fingers, my whole hand slick in her juices. The look of primal desire on her face as I started to feel her muscular walls tightening around my fingers.

And then, her climax hit her, so intense, her whole body convulsing, the deep gutteral groans, the gush of juices. I had the sudden realization of where we were, and who might see and hear us! I subtly tried to look around, most people seemed totally engrossed in their own noisy animated conversations. But then I caught a pair of eyes that appeared locked on to her, full of lust, desire and wanting. They then switched to me, paused, then gave me a nod!

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Fuuucccccckkkkkkkkkk..... That, in my 32 years of life, was by fair the biggest orgasm I'd had while being fingered by someone else!!!! I think it may of been a few minutes now since I came, I think I may of temporarily blacked out... I was starting to come down for my orgasm, and I was becoming aware of how hot and sweaty I was... The fact that my breasts, covered in a fine layer of perspiration ,were half exposed to a bar full of mainly men, the fact I was completely and utterly soaked with my own juices, my skirt would be saturated! And the look of utter smug satisfaction on Lewis's face as he held up his juicy hand for my inspection!

And then, about 20ft away, I spotted Tom, looking on enviously, with lust filled eyes, he gave me a nod.

I turned to Lewis and said, "I have a hotel room, not far away."