Have you ever witnessed someone else feeling up your wife/girlfriend

We used to meet with a small circle of friends for dinner every few weeks — the same restaurant, the same table, the same comfortable rituals. One evening, my wife was seated beside her closest friend, and on the other side of that friend sat the group’s self-styled charmer — a man with a reputation everyone knew but no one spoke of.

Through the chatter and laughter, something about their body language shifted. My wife’s friend seemed unusually still, her smile just a touch too fixed, her voice thinner than usual as she tried to keep the conversation light. My wife noticed it too. During the meal he casually put his hand on the knee of my wife's friend, only she could see it below the table top. As the meal progressed his hand moved up her thigh as she kept on a conversation with my wife. Eventually his hand reached her pussy and my wife's friend gasped and did her best to hide her orgasm. On the drive home my wife mentioned what she had seen and how she had found it exciting.



The next time we gathered, my wife surprised me by wearing a skirt and choosing her seat beside the same man. From where I sat opposite, I could see their conversation unfolding — casual, almost innocent — until he dropped his knife. He bent to retrieve it, and for a moment, she froze. Her face changed — not dramatically, but enough for me to notice — a small intake of breath, a faint flush, and then she laughed at something someone else said. But everyone knew she was next.
 
Back not to long after my now husband and I got together we were at a party, when a ...... ex-boyfriend of mine stood next to me and run his hand up my inner thigh seeking out what he knew would be my naked pussy, I noticed my husband to be, was watching this guy full on finger fucking me. I froze, wating for my boyfriend to step in and stop him, but he never, instead he came over and asked if I was okay, then left. He joined his friends back at the party, then stood where he could watch my ex, finger fuck me for another five minutes till I had a massive orgasm. Nothing more was said till on the way home, my boyfriend asked if I knew the guy that was fingering me, I admitted to him that the guy was one of my ex's.
Yes and it was hot as fuck! It was our first time outta the country and to the big city. I had done some research and located an adult theater in ATL.We walk in totally oblivious to what went on here.
We found a seat and waited while the place slowly fills up. When the movie starts i begin to realize theres maybe one or two other women there and there was a circle of guys with their cocks out around us. A young man sits directly behide her and she looks at me and whispers he's playing with my hair soon followed by he wants to know if he can sit beside me and we give him the go ahead. Now shes between he and i and i kinda ease back to observe. I couldnt see that he was finger fucking my doll and she was jacking him off but i knew something was happening by her moans and squirming round. So she has a young stranger finger fucking her hot little hole and a circle jerk of strangers around her watching her instead of the movie and one by one i watch each one empty their balls looking right at her!! I had never seen her as hot and horny as when we left there
 
When my husband and I go out dancing he always drops me off at the door so I go straight in while he takes his time parking the car and coming into the club.

Quite often I’m already dancing with somebody on the floor so he goes and find something else to keep him occupied while I dance away the night with a gentleman especially the slow dances I don’t mind letting their hands explore areas.
that is a fun game that we also play. How far have those strangers got with u on the dancefloor:? Fucked any of them?
 
We used to meet with a small circle of friends for dinner every few weeks — the same restaurant, the same table, the same comfortable rituals. One evening, my wife was seated beside her closest friend, and on the other side of that friend sat the group’s self-styled charmer — a man with a reputation everyone knew but no one spoke of.

Through the chatter and laughter, something about their body language shifted. My wife’s friend seemed unusually still, her smile just a touch too fixed, her voice thinner than usual as she tried to keep the conversation light. My wife noticed it too. During the meal he casually put his hand on the knee of my wife's friend, only she could see it below the table top. As the meal progressed his hand moved up her thigh as she kept on a conversation with my wife. Eventually his hand reached her pussy and my wife's friend gasped and did her best to hide her orgasm. On the drive home my wife mentioned what she had seen and how she had found it exciting.



The next time we gathered, my wife surprised me by wearing a skirt and choosing her seat beside the same man. From where I sat opposite, I could see their conversation unfolding — casual, almost innocent — until he dropped his knife. He bent to retrieve it, and for a moment, she froze. Her face changed — not dramatically, but enough for me to notice — a small intake of breath, a faint flush, and then she laughed at something someone else said. But everyone knew she was next.
friends in a group taking advantage of women in the group is so exciting.