There's a little bar near our place my husband and I like to go to. We hit happy hour last night and began chatting with a guy there with his friends. He was solo with a dating couple so he didn't mind chatting with us at all because nobody like being their friend's third wheel.
My husband has been dying to meet up with our other guy again but we just have t yet. Making new friends while out is abnormal for us but I was in a mood yesterday. After enough liquid courage, I thought to myself "don't be a chicken, do it and see what happens." So the next lull in the conversation I told the guy my husband likes to watch and asked if he wanted to come home with us. He got an awkwardly goofy smile as he was trying figure out if I was serious or not. My husband looked very taken off guard and just stared. The guy looked at us both and said sure, why not. That he'd never done anything like this before.
When we got home, I continued to be the aggressor and kissed him. Some clothes came off but he was clearly weirded out by the situation so I took his hand and lead him into the guest room. I left the door cracked so my husband could peek in.
The sex was decent but the real fun was at the bar announcing to a stranger that I'm a hotwife. It was an amazing moment.
My husband said it was immasculating and sexy at the same time. He loved it! Guess I'm going to have to flirt more often. That was so much easier than finding our first guy online.
My husband has been dying to meet up with our other guy again but we just have t yet. Making new friends while out is abnormal for us but I was in a mood yesterday. After enough liquid courage, I thought to myself "don't be a chicken, do it and see what happens." So the next lull in the conversation I told the guy my husband likes to watch and asked if he wanted to come home with us. He got an awkwardly goofy smile as he was trying figure out if I was serious or not. My husband looked very taken off guard and just stared. The guy looked at us both and said sure, why not. That he'd never done anything like this before.
When we got home, I continued to be the aggressor and kissed him. Some clothes came off but he was clearly weirded out by the situation so I took his hand and lead him into the guest room. I left the door cracked so my husband could peek in.
The sex was decent but the real fun was at the bar announcing to a stranger that I'm a hotwife. It was an amazing moment.
My husband said it was immasculating and sexy at the same time. He loved it! Guess I'm going to have to flirt more often. That was so much easier than finding our first guy online.