He gazed at my spouse. In life, you are even more beautiful - he gave her a compliment. Irina slightly stood up in greeting and extended her hand to him. He gallantly kissed the pen extended to him and helped Irina to sit back. I am very pleased with our acquaintance - he said, sitting down in a chair - I hope it will be long and fascinating - he looked at the hips of my wife with interest covered with a light summer dress. Let's see - I stretched meaningfully. Irina sat with a cocktail in her glass while stirring and looking at the stranger with undisguised interest.

And it all started with the fact that, like after sex, we talked about unfulfilled fantasies and the wife expressed a desire to try a big dick. My proposal for an artificial phallus went off with a bang, we picked up a giant dildo in a shop, but after using it for a while, my wife complained that he wasn’t real. Then it was decided to advertise on the Internet and find the appropriate member. I placed an advertisement about finding a decent man with great dignity and we waited.

He gazed at my spouse. In life, you are even more beautiful - he gave her a compliment. Irina slightly stood up in greeting and extended her hand to him. He gallantly kissed the pen extended to him and helped Irina to sit back. I am very pleased with our acquaintance - he said, sitting down in a chair - I hope it will be long and fascinating - he looked at the hips of my wife with interest covered with a light summer dress. Let's see - I stretched meaningfully. Irina sat with a cocktail in her glass while stirring and looking at the stranger with undisguised interest.

And it all started with the fact that, like after sex, we talked about unfulfilled fantasies and the wife expressed a desire to try a big dick. My proposal for an artificial phallus went off with a bang, we picked up a giant dildo in a shop, but after using it for a while, my wife complained that he wasn’t real. Then it was decided to advertise on the Internet and find the appropriate member. I placed an advertisement about finding a decent man with great dignity and we waited.

And now we have one of those who responded to our ad. A man of forty, solid, married and basically pleasant in all respects, both externally and in communication.

Well, my dears - he appealed to both of us - as I understood you didn’t have experience of such meetings - we just nodded back to him. Lady wanted a big cock - he looked at his wife with a smile. She just smiled - yes, I wanted to - she said. A man that is not quoted - he covered her hand lying on his table. You just want something more huge - Irina said without removing her hand. Everything is clear - he looked into her eyes - the husband will participate. Yes - she did not look away. And do not be shy - he squinted slyly - so you are all brave, but as far as things are concerned, so with your husband and in your mouth are they embarrassed to take it. Irina blushed slightly and looked down.

I realized that she was not sure that she would not ask to turn off the light or what good would ask me to turn away and not look. Don't extinguish her - he lightly rubbed her cheek - if your husband allowed you to do this, then everything is fine, don't be shy. Irina gave me a timid look. I smiled encouragingly at her. Kiss him - I said. Irina cautiously approached and kissed the man on the cheek. Yes, not so - I waved my hand - as normal. Irina looked at me again, this time in her eyes played a fucking light. Kiss him like me - I said. Irina wrapped her arms around the stranger’s neck and came closer to touch her lips to his lips. They merged into a long protracted kiss, playing with tongues and intercepting their lips. One man’s hand clasped the back of my wife’s head, the other was on her back.

While continuing to kiss, the man began to move his arm lower and lower, and then moved her completely onto his wife's hips. Irina pulled away from him only when his hand began to climb under the hem of her dress. Not here, she said, pulling at the hem. We looked around, there were not very many people in the cafe and no one paid much attention to us. And what is it - a man smiled - you are not afraid to kiss another with your husband, but you are afraid to give a shit a bit.

Irina blushed again. I understood that she liked to do everything under some kind of coercion, such as it was not me, they forced me and everything in that spirit. The stranger saw the same thing, he winked at me slyly, I answered him with a sly smirk. Your slut is afraid to show his fucking essence - he whispered in my ear. I agreed to nod. What are you whispering about there - the wife asked. Why, I began, Vladimir says if he doesn’t see your thighs right now, he will leave. Yes, I don’t need pussy girls - the man picked up my game. Come on, Irina smiled at us - that you ached - and she quickly looked around and pulled up the hem of the dress on one side, revealing her bare thigh.

Here's a good girl - Volodya praised her - what a predlast - he put his hand on her lush thigh and slightly moved back and forth - and the skin is soft and pleasant to hold. It was obvious that Irina really liked the compliment, but trying to hide it, she looked down at the table. Vladimir, meanwhile, leaned under the table and kissed the thigh of my wife. Irina started slightly from surprise, but said nothing. Vladimir was in no hurry to unbend, he continued to drive his tongue over the thigh of my wife, occasionally showered him with small kisses. Along the way, he raised his dress with his hands, exposing both hips. The hem of the dress now hung from both sides, leaving my wife's legs naked.

Irina was covered with a blush, although it was clear that the situation turns her on. Wanting to increase the effect, I gestured to the waiter. Irina, with her mouth half open and eyes bulging at me, watched me summon the waiter. She frantically tried to pull up the hem, still held by Vladimir, who was already straightened, but his hands continued to hold the hem. My wife threw frightened glances from me to Vladimir and back.

When the waiter remained up to our table some couple of meters, Vladimir let go of the hem from his hands and Irina finally hastily straightened him. Having made a minor additional order, I let the waiter go and looked at my wife. She sat breathing hard and trying not to look in the direction of the departing waiter. Irish, you what? I asked cheerfully. Misha, I finished - my wife whispered. What - I was genuinely surprised. I finished - she repeated - when he approached, and I sat like that - she nodded at her already covered legs - I was seized with such wild excitement: - she did not finish speaking. Oops, you have an ardent exhibitionist wife, Volodya exclaimed. Irina guiltily buried in a glass. Irish, it's so wonderful - I kissed my wife. She answered me and we began to kiss.

Finally, having uncoupled, I suggested — maybe even that — I nodded at the dress. No, it will not work so quickly - Vladimir said, now we need to do something stronger. My wife watched with interest our attempts to come up with something else. There - Vladimir exclaimed - I think this is a great idea. And he stated the following.

The wife had to get into the men's room and there in one of the stalls to get into this position - with her back to the door, with her hands to rest against the toilet, with her panties lowered to her knees and the dress's hem thrown over her back. In this position, she had to stand for some time - and then we would go in and help her to leave the room without difficulty. The door had to remain unlocked, so that someone could accidentally peek in there.

I really liked the plan, but my wife initially doubted and hesitated. But we drank it, in passing giving us another cocktail for bravery. So, she got up and went to the toilets, but we were left to sit. The conversation between us did not go, we sat in suspense, thinking and imagining what was happening in the toilet picture.

Finally, I could not resist - well, let's go - I turned to Vladimir. Wait a second, sit down - he reassuringly put his hand on my shoulder. Come on ...