MRS UK'S STORY
My husband placed another glass of wine in front of me. I sat cross legged on the high bar stool about the yards from the bar which was getting busier by the minute. My man's dream had made me wet and the wine was making me feel mischievous. I was aware that the guy on the next table was listening and kept glancing at me while he pretended to read his newspaper. At intervals throughout my guys story I would offer verbal encouragement for him to carry on as well as leaning forwards to stroke the top of his leg. The stranger on the next table nearly spilt his drink at one point when I said to my husband "Don't be shy, tell me what I did with that strangers cock." I wondered if my guy was going to take me upstairs and shove his hard cock in me or if he really did have other plans for me.
MR UK'S STORY
I watched my wife for her reactions as I told her about my dream. She smiled non commitedly as I began to describe how I watched from a distance her outrageous flirting. She started to ask questions as I told her how she was stroking their cheeks, rubbing their arms and putting her hands on them at every opportunity. "Describe them" she had said (slightly too loudly), "mmm I like the sound of them." We were both aware that the guy on the next table could hear us and I described in detail how I felt as she kissed one of the guys. I told her how his friend had held her hips from behind as she used her hands to pull him into her so their lips met. Then I told her how hard I was as she turned around to the other guy and put her tongue in his mouth. We were both turned on to the point of desperation now but I still had a proposal to make. I decided we would take our cases to the room before I would ask her...