“That guy! The tall blonde!” she said. It was our little game, if we see someone pretty, we ask the other what they think about him/her. He was good looking, tall, blonde. Probably Scandinavian, exactly her type.

We barely arrived at the club when she saw him. We both knew it was going to be a good night. I told her to go for it while I was getting us some drinks. I watched her walk over to him, dancing a bit. He looked at her, scanned her body and smiled. He started dancing along and the connection was made.

With the drinks, I walked over to our friends. They looked at me, at my girlfriend and back again. “It’s fine guys,” I told them. “Let her have fun!” We danced, drank and had a good time. Every now and again I would look over to see how Laura was doing. She seemed to have fun and that’s all that mattered.

I saw he drank beer and was out of it. I got three drinks and walked over to them. I handed her a drink, then him as well. He looked at me like I was a mad man. I introduced myself and told him I was her boyfriend. His look got even more intense. I told him it was all alright and that I loved how he made my girl enjoy the evening. I winked at my girl and she gave him a kiss on the lips. It was hard not to get a boner, but I managed.

We told him we were open to sharing and that he was a good looking guy. “No worries, just enjoy the night,” I told him. I let them be and walked over to our friends again. “Did she just kiss him?” they asked me. I explained the situation and I think they understood.

A few hours later and many more drinks in, we were all getting drunk. I walked over to Laura again and asked them if they were ready to take it home. They were, and their lustful eyes said enough. I decided to properly introduce myself to him. He told me his name was George. “Nice to meet you!”

We walked over to the exit and ordered a taxi. I got in the front seat, they got in the back together. After telling the driver our address, we started driving. I saw them holding hands and started talking to the driver as a distraction. We talked about life in general, but I could her them kissing in the back.

Things heated quickly. The were kissing passionately, his hands were on her cheek. They slid down, cupping her tits. I watched in the mirror and saw the driver watching as well. Our talk stopped to focus on the show. He lifted her shirt, leaving her bra on display. He undid it, lifted it and started playing with her nipples. She started breathing heavily, moaning a little even.

I loved watching her play. While kissing, her hand unbuttoned his pants. She slid in and started jerking him in his underwear. His hand went up to her head again, pulled her in for some more kissing. Then he pushed her head down. She didn’t hesitate. She took his dick out and placed her lips around it. It was a decent size and I knew she got wet sucking him off.

“You don’t mind, do ya?” I asked the driver. “No, no,” he said. Not that it mattered, it was happening already. I turned back, looking at the road to give them some privacy for now. I saw the driver looking in the mirror every now and again. I bet he got hard too. The slurping sounds were hot. She spit on his dick, getting it nice and wet and started sucking again. His hand was on her head, pushing her as far down as possible.

She gagged and came up to get some air. He placed his hand around her throat, pulling her in for a kiss before pushing her head down again. He was controlling her completely and I loved watching every minute of it.