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24/10/2015
"How do you know? Do you know her?"
"I do and it's me." I laughed.
Carrie knew I was watching but from past experience also knew that making out with another guy not only didn't bother me but turned me on.
Chris had a puzzled look and then smiled. "Does Tony know you're here?"
"Probably not," I answered.
Chris then asked a curious question. "Does your wife smoke?"
I was surprised by the question but answered, "Yes, well sometimes, usually only if she's been drinking. Why?"
"It's Tony's opening. There is balcony off the dance floor that looks out over the alley. My patrons go out there to smoke. It's legal because it's not technically attached to the building - there is a small bridge walkway in between. His next move will be to ask her out to join him for a cigarette. The porch wraps around but there is a door at the corner that separates the deck. I'm not sure why the door is there since it's just a wrap-around deck but someone decided that there was some need for privacy. Once you go through that door you're pretty much isolated. It's open air but looks right into the side of the building next door.
"Quite a bit happens back there" he said in a matter of fact.
"You should mount cameras back there" I said in a kidding manner.
Chris smiled widely and I laughed.
"They're for security, honest" he said in a mocked innocent voice. "Tell me if (smile) your wife ends up there with Tony. You can come upstairs and watch in my office if you want. You wouldn't be the first."
Chris went back to servicing his other patrons and I watched for a few more minutes. Since Tony had rendered the tape useless by copping feels during their dirty dancing, Carrie was having a hard time keeping her nipples covered, something other men were noticing much to the displeasure of their dance partners. I then saw Tony lean over and whisper something in her ear. My wife nodded enthusiastically and he took her hand and led her out the door to the deck, lifting a couple of drinks off an irritated waitress's tray along the way but she didn't stop him. They obviously all knew Tony.
The door had a big glass panel and I moved toward the back of the room and found a seat where I could see out over the small bridge and onto the deck. Once there Tony pulled out a pack of cigarettes, offered one to Carrie, took one for himself and pulled out a lighter and they shared a light. There were a few others out there and soon after Tony and Carrie arrived a well-built light skinned black man who looked to be just about 21 moved out to the deck. He didn't look like he had any intentions of smoking and I detected quick eye contact between he and Tony. Tony and Carrie spent a few minutes chatting, sipping their drinks and smoking. Just after they lit their second cigarette, Tony took her by her free hand and again led her, this time around the back of the deck where I could see a door open. They disappeared behind it and the black man stationed himself just outside it.
This concerned me now so I had another reason to get to Chris's office to see what was happening.
Chris saw me coming and pointed to the door that led to a staircase behind the bar. He was busy but said he'd be up in a second to turn things on. I climbed the stairs to the office and saw a couple of blank TV screens and it didn't take me long to figure out how to turn things on myself.
There were two cameras and as near as I could tell one was placed in the corner looking down at an angle at a bench, the other directly to the side just above the level of the bench. The bench was wide and the a back was the wood railing. The overhead camera was color but the side camera was black and white. There must have been a flood light because the small area was very well illuminated.
Carrie was sitting on the back of the bench with her high heels on the seat and her back to the open air with the side alley below and a windowless building next door. Tony was kneeling on the seat, his body between her legs, his mouth kissing and licking her now completely exposed tits as the dress had finally given way and fallen to her waist.
Chris walked into the office.
"Woaw, sorry, I don't know if you wanted me to see that. I see you figured things out on your own."
"No problem. Stay and watch awhile. I'm OK with it. Many, many men have seen my wife naked so I'm not too concerned about it."
Meanwhile, Tony had pulled out his dick but my wife instead pushed his head down so he had no choice but to reposition himself with his knees on the deck. Carrie pulled her dress all the way down (she was now fully naked) and guided his head to her pussy. After a few minutes I saw the familiar euphoric look on her face, which meant that he had his tongue dancing around her pussy lips. She took a deep inhale of her cigarette and blew the smoke forcefully out as her body shivered in orgasm.
Chris turned a knob. "I have sound too," he laughed as we heard Carrie try to suppress her orgasmic cries, the same muffled sounds she makes when we're having sex and suspect that the kids aren't yet sleep.
Tony immediately moved back up her body but she pushed him back.
"No, I can't do this. I'm married and I have already gone well past my boundaries."
Tony looked up at her. "You mean you're going to leave me hanging?"
She looked down on his now pathetic, begging face and paused for a while. Upstairs, I waited with nervous anticipation of what she would do. On the one hand I was proud that she realized our unspoken limits even in her drunken state (although she had pushed them further than she ever had), and on the other my excitement level was incredibly high and I really wanted to see a glimpse of my wild "pre-me" wife. I'm sure Chris had no dilemma concerning what he wanted to see.
"I guess I can't do that. I suppose that would be pretty shitty of me."
With that she took one last drag of her cigarette, snubbed it out as she moved her nude body down to the seat of the bench and grabbed his throbbing cock. She lifted it with her hand, her bright red fingernails looking very dark over the black and white camera, and slowly blew smoke on him starting from his balls, up the bottom of his shaft and then engulfed the head with her lips, tongue and mouth. The side camera caught it perfectly. It was incredibly erotic and Chris shifted in his seat. "Holy Shit!"
Carrie expertly moved her mouth up and down Tony's cock which was average size, a little smaller than mine from what I could tell. It was the first cock she had tasted since meeting me and my lovely wife was enjoying the change of pace immensely. Tony moaned as she slurped but from the other camera I could also see her red nails reach down to her own pubic area and she began to move it back and forth.
Just as Tony looked like he was about to cum she stopped, looked up at him with a conflicted look. Then in a resolute voice she said "Fuck it. I'm blaming it on the alcohol."
She stood up, sat back on the bench; spread her legs while forcefully pulling Tony's body directly to hers. She wrapped her legs around his torso and pulled him down forcing his cock right into her pussy. Tony pumped with wild abandon and she pumped back just as hard. Within seconds they both shuttered hard as Tony unloaded deep into my wife.
My loving wife, a company executive and a devoted soccer mom of two, had just sucked the cock, and then fucked a total stranger (much younger I might add) on the balcony of a bar.
"Holy Shit!" was all Chris could muster again.
Down below on the deck Carrie quickly gathered her dress threw it on and kissed Tony.
"I've got to get going."
"Why?"
"I just do. Thank you so much, it was wonderfully exciting."
With that she scurried for the door. I headed downstairs and found a seat at the bar and sat there like I had been there all night. I saw Carrie hurrying through the crowd in my direction. Chris had followed me down and poured me a half of a beer so it looked like I'd been sitting there for a while.
It was my turn to have some fun.
"I have to talk to you." Carrie blurted out.
"It can wait," I replied. "Carrie this is Chris, he's the manager of the place. He told me about a place off of the balcony that's secluded." Chris nodded as he put out his hand in introduction. Carrie was flustered but shook his hand.
I whispered into her ear, "Honey, I'm horny as hell after watching you dance and make out with that guy. Let's go find that place."
With that I took her by one hand as Chris shoved a drink in her other.
"Wait," she said as I was pulling her away from the bar. "I need to talk to you. I went too far..." I ignored her and she had no choice but to follow. We passed Tony as he was headed back into the bar and I pretended not to notice him.
"Whatever it is, we can talk about it later." I said like a man possessed (which I was). I pushed through the crowd, out the balcony door, past a few smokers and to the door.
Interestingly, the same guy who seemed to be guarding the door was still on the balcony.
"Hi" I said. "My wife and I are curious about what's behind that door. The manager said we could go back there. Do you work here?" In the excitement I had forgot to ask Chris if he knew who this guy was.
At the word "wife", the man perked up and made eye contact with Carrie and smiled. Carrie got a scared look on her face but I turned away pretending not to notice. She downed her drink in one swallow.
"No, I don't work here," he said and stepped away. "Please, go right ahead." Out of the corner of my eye I saw Carrie give him that "don't say a word" look.
I smiled to myself
(to be continued)
"I do and it's me." I laughed.
Carrie knew I was watching but from past experience also knew that making out with another guy not only didn't bother me but turned me on.
Chris had a puzzled look and then smiled. "Does Tony know you're here?"
"Probably not," I answered.
Chris then asked a curious question. "Does your wife smoke?"
I was surprised by the question but answered, "Yes, well sometimes, usually only if she's been drinking. Why?"
"It's Tony's opening. There is balcony off the dance floor that looks out over the alley. My patrons go out there to smoke. It's legal because it's not technically attached to the building - there is a small bridge walkway in between. His next move will be to ask her out to join him for a cigarette. The porch wraps around but there is a door at the corner that separates the deck. I'm not sure why the door is there since it's just a wrap-around deck but someone decided that there was some need for privacy. Once you go through that door you're pretty much isolated. It's open air but looks right into the side of the building next door.
"Quite a bit happens back there" he said in a matter of fact.
"You should mount cameras back there" I said in a kidding manner.
Chris smiled widely and I laughed.
"They're for security, honest" he said in a mocked innocent voice. "Tell me if (smile) your wife ends up there with Tony. You can come upstairs and watch in my office if you want. You wouldn't be the first."
Chris went back to servicing his other patrons and I watched for a few more minutes. Since Tony had rendered the tape useless by copping feels during their dirty dancing, Carrie was having a hard time keeping her nipples covered, something other men were noticing much to the displeasure of their dance partners. I then saw Tony lean over and whisper something in her ear. My wife nodded enthusiastically and he took her hand and led her out the door to the deck, lifting a couple of drinks off an irritated waitress's tray along the way but she didn't stop him. They obviously all knew Tony.
The door had a big glass panel and I moved toward the back of the room and found a seat where I could see out over the small bridge and onto the deck. Once there Tony pulled out a pack of cigarettes, offered one to Carrie, took one for himself and pulled out a lighter and they shared a light. There were a few others out there and soon after Tony and Carrie arrived a well-built light skinned black man who looked to be just about 21 moved out to the deck. He didn't look like he had any intentions of smoking and I detected quick eye contact between he and Tony. Tony and Carrie spent a few minutes chatting, sipping their drinks and smoking. Just after they lit their second cigarette, Tony took her by her free hand and again led her, this time around the back of the deck where I could see a door open. They disappeared behind it and the black man stationed himself just outside it.
This concerned me now so I had another reason to get to Chris's office to see what was happening.
Chris saw me coming and pointed to the door that led to a staircase behind the bar. He was busy but said he'd be up in a second to turn things on. I climbed the stairs to the office and saw a couple of blank TV screens and it didn't take me long to figure out how to turn things on myself.
There were two cameras and as near as I could tell one was placed in the corner looking down at an angle at a bench, the other directly to the side just above the level of the bench. The bench was wide and the a back was the wood railing. The overhead camera was color but the side camera was black and white. There must have been a flood light because the small area was very well illuminated.
Carrie was sitting on the back of the bench with her high heels on the seat and her back to the open air with the side alley below and a windowless building next door. Tony was kneeling on the seat, his body between her legs, his mouth kissing and licking her now completely exposed tits as the dress had finally given way and fallen to her waist.
Chris walked into the office.
"Woaw, sorry, I don't know if you wanted me to see that. I see you figured things out on your own."
"No problem. Stay and watch awhile. I'm OK with it. Many, many men have seen my wife naked so I'm not too concerned about it."
Meanwhile, Tony had pulled out his dick but my wife instead pushed his head down so he had no choice but to reposition himself with his knees on the deck. Carrie pulled her dress all the way down (she was now fully naked) and guided his head to her pussy. After a few minutes I saw the familiar euphoric look on her face, which meant that he had his tongue dancing around her pussy lips. She took a deep inhale of her cigarette and blew the smoke forcefully out as her body shivered in orgasm.
Chris turned a knob. "I have sound too," he laughed as we heard Carrie try to suppress her orgasmic cries, the same muffled sounds she makes when we're having sex and suspect that the kids aren't yet sleep.
Tony immediately moved back up her body but she pushed him back.
"No, I can't do this. I'm married and I have already gone well past my boundaries."
Tony looked up at her. "You mean you're going to leave me hanging?"
She looked down on his now pathetic, begging face and paused for a while. Upstairs, I waited with nervous anticipation of what she would do. On the one hand I was proud that she realized our unspoken limits even in her drunken state (although she had pushed them further than she ever had), and on the other my excitement level was incredibly high and I really wanted to see a glimpse of my wild "pre-me" wife. I'm sure Chris had no dilemma concerning what he wanted to see.
"I guess I can't do that. I suppose that would be pretty shitty of me."
With that she took one last drag of her cigarette, snubbed it out as she moved her nude body down to the seat of the bench and grabbed his throbbing cock. She lifted it with her hand, her bright red fingernails looking very dark over the black and white camera, and slowly blew smoke on him starting from his balls, up the bottom of his shaft and then engulfed the head with her lips, tongue and mouth. The side camera caught it perfectly. It was incredibly erotic and Chris shifted in his seat. "Holy Shit!"
Carrie expertly moved her mouth up and down Tony's cock which was average size, a little smaller than mine from what I could tell. It was the first cock she had tasted since meeting me and my lovely wife was enjoying the change of pace immensely. Tony moaned as she slurped but from the other camera I could also see her red nails reach down to her own pubic area and she began to move it back and forth.
Just as Tony looked like he was about to cum she stopped, looked up at him with a conflicted look. Then in a resolute voice she said "Fuck it. I'm blaming it on the alcohol."
She stood up, sat back on the bench; spread her legs while forcefully pulling Tony's body directly to hers. She wrapped her legs around his torso and pulled him down forcing his cock right into her pussy. Tony pumped with wild abandon and she pumped back just as hard. Within seconds they both shuttered hard as Tony unloaded deep into my wife.
My loving wife, a company executive and a devoted soccer mom of two, had just sucked the cock, and then fucked a total stranger (much younger I might add) on the balcony of a bar.
"Holy Shit!" was all Chris could muster again.
Down below on the deck Carrie quickly gathered her dress threw it on and kissed Tony.
"I've got to get going."
"Why?"
"I just do. Thank you so much, it was wonderfully exciting."
With that she scurried for the door. I headed downstairs and found a seat at the bar and sat there like I had been there all night. I saw Carrie hurrying through the crowd in my direction. Chris had followed me down and poured me a half of a beer so it looked like I'd been sitting there for a while.
It was my turn to have some fun.
"I have to talk to you." Carrie blurted out.
"It can wait," I replied. "Carrie this is Chris, he's the manager of the place. He told me about a place off of the balcony that's secluded." Chris nodded as he put out his hand in introduction. Carrie was flustered but shook his hand.
I whispered into her ear, "Honey, I'm horny as hell after watching you dance and make out with that guy. Let's go find that place."
With that I took her by one hand as Chris shoved a drink in her other.
"Wait," she said as I was pulling her away from the bar. "I need to talk to you. I went too far..." I ignored her and she had no choice but to follow. We passed Tony as he was headed back into the bar and I pretended not to notice him.
"Whatever it is, we can talk about it later." I said like a man possessed (which I was). I pushed through the crowd, out the balcony door, past a few smokers and to the door.
Interestingly, the same guy who seemed to be guarding the door was still on the balcony.
"Hi" I said. "My wife and I are curious about what's behind that door. The manager said we could go back there. Do you work here?" In the excitement I had forgot to ask Chris if he knew who this guy was.
At the word "wife", the man perked up and made eye contact with Carrie and smiled. Carrie got a scared look on her face but I turned away pretending not to notice. She downed her drink in one swallow.
"No, I don't work here," he said and stepped away. "Please, go right ahead." Out of the corner of my eye I saw Carrie give him that "don't say a word" look.
I smiled to myself
(to be continued)
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Mark
