My (42M) wife (41F) has always been very attractive, slim, with long blond hair, and she’s a flirt. I’ve always noticed her lingering eye contact with attractive men, and a suggestive smile. She gets plenty of attention and she loves it. If truth be told I enjoy watching her flirting. Mostly I enjoy fucking her after party or a dinner when she has been particularly flirtatious with one or two men. I go to town on her, as deep down I know she’s probably fantasising about these other guys bending her over and filling her tight little pussy. She has never vocalised this to me, but deep down I know. What she doesn’t know either though, is that I love the thought of watching her with other men enjoying her, spreading her legs apart and entering her…hearing her moaning on another man’s cock.

This night, we were invited to a friends 40th birthday party at a posh country club. Dinner, drinking and dancing. There were about 100 there and the crows were quite well to do. Everyone had made an effort to dress up in cocktail attire. My wife was wearing a blue and white, figure hugging pencil dress that went to her knees. It showed off her cute little round ass and perky little tits. She wore this with strappy heels. She looked amazing and from the second I saw her in it I couldn’t keep my hands off her. I knew one way or another she was getting fucked in that dress.

We arrived at the party and from the second we walked in, I clocked guys checking her out. She met some friends and I went to find some drinks. I took longer than expected and when I came back she was in a group of people but chatting to a man about our age. Of course she was…as I say, she’s a flirt and loves the attention. He was tall and broad, how she likes her men. This guy was taller than me (about 6,4) and very handsome. She was laughing and lots of subtle little touches on his biceps, and his chest or stomach. I just hung back and got chatting to someone else, watching her from afar.

She didn’t see me and I watched as the two of them made their way to the bar (I didn’t want to interrupt her fun by delivering her drink earlier). I waited while before going to find her and when I did, she was in full conversation, laughing and looks. Flicking her blond hair back.

I went over and said, oh there you are and put my arm around my wife. I could see she was a little disappointed…and he was clearly a bit surprised at my arrival. He made his excuses and went off and I asked my wife was she enjoying herself. I said she looked like she was having fun and raised my eyebrows at her…and she just protested innocence. I know my wife deeply, and I knew if I had of reached between her legs she would have been dripping wet. The thought of her flirting, combined with how she looked made me so hungry to have her.

The evening went on and during dinner my wife made her excuses to go to the ladies room and I noticed after about 10 mins that there was no sign of her. Not unusual at a busy party but I went to check she was ok. I found her chatting to the tall stranger again, laughing and clearly enjoying herself. This was a bit more than usual and I was a little put out that she wasn’t giving me all the attention.

After dinner and the party started. My wife and some friends hit the dance floor. So many eyes on her and of course the tall guy was never far away. I watched the looks between them and my wife is no fool…showing of her ass to him and the odd bump into him…accidentally I’m sure…

We are all drunk but now I’m horned to the teeth and I know my wife is. I ask her can we go and get some air…so we leave the main party and go for a walk outside around one of the gardens…she has clearly been enjoying the free champagne…I know this because she can be very slutty in this mood.

I pull her into a side door of the club which leads us into a billiards room. There are two large tables there in the darkness, lit by the moonlight streaming in through the window. I push her gently against one of the tables and begin to run my hands all over her body. No kissing yet. I turn her around and bend her over the table so I can get a better view of that ass. I fund my hand up her inside thigh, lifting her skirt. I tease her and don’t touch her pussy…she loves this.

I am hard as can be in my underwear and turn her around and hitch her skirt right up and whip her tiny excuse of a thong off her. I lift her up onto the edge of the table and we are kissing hard now. She’s frantically undoing my belt and trousers and pulls out my hard cock. I rub it against her pussy, but this is no time for foreplay…we could be discovered at any moment…and she is soaked anyhow. I slide into her and she is moaning. She plus back on the table and I’m thrusting into her. She is riding back against me, her heels wrapped around my waist, digging into my ass.

I pull her up to get a better angle. I try to kiss her on the mouth but she turns her head so I can kiss her neck. I’m so caught up in the moment I think nothing of it. She pushes me back slightly and unzips her dress and lets it slip to the floor. She glances over my shoulder briefly as I stand and admire her beautiful naked body, just in her heels, illuminated by the moonlight. I pick her up once again and continue to fick her. She wraps her arms around my neck and her head next to mine facing the door. She is moaning and clearing loving it.

I don’t know what it was that made me turn around. But when I glanced over my shoulder I saw him. The tall guy. He was stood in the doorway watching us, with his trousers undone and his large, hard penis in his hand, masturbating as he watched us. It dawned on me quickly that he had been there for some time and that my wife had been fully aware.. she was putting on a show for him and I didn’t mind one bit.

I didn’t miss a beat, although I started fucking her harder now. And then a thought came into my head….i slowly stepped away from my wife who was slightly disappointed the fucking had stopped but she was still say in the table with her legs spread. I motioned for the tall guy to come over. My wife looked at me to get my reassurance and I just nodded…he didn’t need a second invitation. I mean, who would..she looked like a goddess, perched there. He walked over, cock in hand and began to devour my wife’s body. His cock was much bigger than mine, about 8 inches long. I saw my wife’s hand go straight to it. Jerking him off faster and faster and then guided him into her.

I nearly came at that point, watching my wife getting fucked for the first time by another man…watching him stretch her little pussy..hearing her moaning and watch as she lifted her ass off the table to ease herself all the way into him.

He fucker her gently at first…building up his pace but couldn’t last more than a few minutes. She felt what was coming and wrapped her legs tightly round him so he couldn’t pull out. He exploded inside her, she was gasping and staring into his eyes as she took his full load deep in her pussy. He was shaking and walked backwards away, catching his breath…he dressed quickly and left.

I wasn’t finished….i walked over to my wife and kissed her hard on the mouth. I was so aroused. I spun her round and bent her over the table. I pulled her arms behind her back and fucked her harder than I ever have. She was full of his cum and stretched from his big cock. I didn’t care…I came quickly from fucking her so aggressively, reclaiming her. She took her second load of the night and lay shaking on the table….

We made a hasty exit from the party and continued our fun at home. Our first sharing experience and not our last…