28/09/2012
Life being what it is and everything seeming to get in the way my wife and I got out for the night and went to a concert. It was a small club and a great show. We started the evening with a couple drinks she chose patron shots. Tequila has always been her drink of choice and usually makes her clothes come off. That night was the exception but it did have its bonuses. We had previously talked about cutting loose like we had when untethered by children. It was to be this night. We gave eachother room to move, in otherwords we weren't attached at the hip all night. As the shots poured my very commuted wife was the life of the show. It seemed everytime I checked on her she was talking to someone new. All working hard at picking her up. She loves the attention as well as I love to see her get it. No less than six guys that I knew of wanted to take her home(1 band member), and 1 girl. Each time I came by she would introduce me I shook hands and chatted for a bit but would leave her to her flirting. Each time after I left they all apparently asked the same thing. 'Who was that?' She replied 'my husband'. Their jaws all dropped but continued chatting. One guy she admitted to my fantasy of a MFM. He seemed down and I think they kissed when I had walked back inside. The girl also offered to take us both home with her too. That night was a test of sorts I suppose. We both learned a lot of each other. I know this isn't a typical hardcore story but when we did get home we striped naked and began to fuck as we talked of the evenings events. She said as I entered her soaking wet pussy 'I could've gotten laid 6 or 7 times' butI think she especially liked telling me of the bassist hitting on her. She thought he was hot and would have been her pick. We both really enjoyed knowing she can still be attractive, cutting loose and pushing the envelope a little