TemptedUK
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I had been chatting to M for quite some time on a non-cuckolding website and had obviously made a good impression on her. She was in her late 40's, married with two kids, and most importantly turned out to live about 20 minutes from my place. I'd chatted to her and her husband quite a bit and we'd done the social take bit, visiting a local pub that neither of us had frequented. While we'd talked about threesomes etc I'd picked up on a subtext going on, he kept talking about her pleasure, serving her etc so I figured that he was a bit sub, at the pub I figured I'd put that to the test and so wasn't surprised that he obeyed when I finished my pint and pointedly told him it was time for another. He took the hint and went to the bar, and when he came back with my fresh pint found my mouth pressed firmly to that of his wife. I let her take a break from kissing me and as she took a take from her glass I could see her make eye contact with him to check everything was OK. It obviously was as she put her glass down, turned back to face me, head tilted back inviting me to kiss her again. I looked him in the eye then bent back to her mouth, kissing her firmly and deeply.
I rested my hand on her leg as she kept kissing me, slowly sliding it up under her skirt. I got to her pussy but found my way blocked by the sopping wet fabric of her knickers. I pulled back from her mouth and said just loudly enough for him to hear that she was to go to the toilet and remove those. She got up and walked over to the toilets to do my bidding, while I sat back and took a take from my pint. I turned to him and as he took a sip from his take (coke I think it was) I told him I was looking forward to seeing his wife's cunt when she got back. It was worth it just for the way the coke shot out of his nose. God I laughed. To be fair he coped fairly well with it and was recovered by the time she got back.
She walked up to the table and I told her to wait there. She stood before us and I asked if she'd removed them for me. She looked rather nervous as I said I wanted to check she'd done as I said, she looked around to see where we somewhere discreet then nervously raised the front of her skirt up. I told her to part her legs slightly which she did, then I leant forward and slowly ran my finger along her wet pussy lips, watching her eyes close at my touch. I leant back and told her she could give the knickers to her husband, which she did so. I then asked him how wet they were and he replied soaking. I held out my hand and he put the knickers into it for me to feel.
We started chatting some more, she sat between us and obviously wanted more kissing from me but I refrained, keeping it cool for a bit. I felt her hand sneak onto my thigh which I thought was a bit naughty of her. I moved back slightly so my legs weren't under the table any more, so her husband could see her hand tracing the hard bulge of my cock. I know I could have taken her home there and then but wanted to save the fun for another time so I wound things up and said it was time for us to go. I stood up and I could see both of them checking out the obvious hardness of my bulge as I threw my bag over my shoulder. Then we left the pub.
We stood outside making pleasantries and they were about to leave when I told him that he'd forgotten her knickers. He went red and hurried back into the pub returning with them in his hand to find the two of us exchanging a very passionate kiss. With that we parted, I thanked her for the enjoyable evening and him for buying me the takes, he correctly thanked me for allowing him to buy me them. As I walked away I had a big wolfish grin on my face as I could tell exactly what they wanted, and what they were going to get.
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