My wife and I have discussed on a number of occasions, over the span of several years, the possibility of having a third person or another couple along in our bedroom, or for general activities and fun. My wife has been closed to the idea and worried about the complexities associated with inviting another into this space. I stopped pushing it but we did like talking and having fun with the fantasy of it. We agreed to keep it strictly fantasy and have no-pressure fun.

I got a bit of a kick start one night when we were in bed talking about "stuff", and she said, well, it doesn't matter, it'll probably never happen so we don’t need to worry. She had told me on several occasions she liked talking about it with me but never thought about it off her own will. I even wrote some kinky short stories about swinging and threesome fantasies. She admitted she liked reading them.

I think going out and making something like this happen directly I gave up on. This requires time, effort, a fair bit of luck and huge amounts of trust, which we were working on. But I always enjoyed chatting about it and getting her to at least think of this.

We finally got a weekend away from the kids and we planned for it to be a cheeky adult weekend. I had got a number of sexy lingerie items and a sexy dress and heels for her. She had tried these on prior she looked so gorgeous and naughty. We made our way down to the hotel bar for a few drinks before our dinner booking which was just down the road. The chat was charged and super sexual. I asked her a question that is my kinda go to.. “ if you could choose anyone in the bar to fuck on a hall pass who and why would it be” I could see her squirm and cross her legs tightly. I thought of her smooth pussy under her denim dress. Commando of course.

She looked and made her selections after scanning the entire bar. Yes! She made a few. An even split between 2 guys! I was impressed!

We introduced a dirty weekend game which we had been rolling through some rounds. It’s basically a dare game and if you need to bale out of a dare it is either compromised or watered down to were both parties agree or it is passed. A pass was to be avoided at all costs. It was my round. I dared her to go and chat with the one she selected who was sitting at the bar. I gave her the mission of finding out three things from him. 1. His name, 2. what he was in town for and 3. what his plans are for the night. So, I left her to do her thing. She jumped up and went to the bar to order and make conversation. She hit it off well and made easy task of challenge 1-3.

We had a touchdown challenge which was for Bonus points. This part of the challenge relied on others reactions and would be specific to the Challenge. This particular touchdown challenge was to encourage a touch, which if there was visual touch, the guy had to visually touch her.. this could be a hug, touch of the hair or a casual tap etc.

This guy at the bar was super eager on her and I knew with his enthusiasm he was definitely going to touch her. She literally had nailed the entire challenge in 40 seconds of starting the conversation.

1. His name: Aaron
2. In town for: Delivering a talk at a conference
3. Plans tonight: jokingly he said while touching down on her arm!!! ‘crashing your night and getting ridiculously drunk with you and the guy you are with over there’

She absolutely nailed it and I was left reeling that I didn’t set a harder challenge, however, I was really happy for her, she deserved the confidence booster. I found myself checking-in my extra wide smile.

By the way the conversation was going I knew he was about to be invited to our table. Yep, there it was. She even touch him back on the arm as she invited him to come talk with us both.

Lovely guy I initially thought. My wife always had good choice. He sat opposite me at the bar table and my wife next to him. The. The chat was good and all got along nicely. He excused himself for a bathroom visit. I quickly reversed the rules of play and added two elements to the mix, after fully congratulating her of course.

Challenge number 1. Have him touch your leg before the next round of drinks..the higher on the leg the better or if not successful the punishment was to Lean over the table towards me showing him your ass and possibly pussy as well.

On a high from her victory she confidently accepted. I love her being playful and was looking forward to seeing her strategy play out. She moved her stool closer to his while he was gone, master play I said. When he returned she shifted her body and legs to face him and crossed her legs. Subtle, but I saw his surprise and his excitement was not missed. The friendly chat continued and she was now very openly flirting touching his leg with her foot and arm as they exchanged stories. No leg touching yet and the drinks were low. I wasn’t far off asking what others wanted for the next round.

I was sitting on empty and he took the last sip of his drink. I was starting to get excited by the look he will have on his face when she leans over to me exposing her short commando denim skirt.. the peek would be enough to drive any man wild.

Being the polite gentleman, our new friend wants to shout the round. My wife insists and they argue who will shout. Thinking I had won and happy to see the next challenge play out, he insists on buying the round and touches her leg as he stands. DAMN! She won… again.

My wife comes to my side of the table to give me a kiss and rub in that she got a leg touch and to confirm that I saw it.

She stands, leans over the the over side of the table to grab the drink exposing her cute little ass and kitty. She takes the last mouthful and she cheekily looks down at me.

Best wifey ever.