1. Barbeque Time


    Date: 10/10/2017, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: NorthWest52, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    she looked odd, nervous and a little worried. “Did you know he was coming?” I asked. I smiled and tried to ease her apprehension. “No, I did not,” said Sharon firmly, “What’s he like?” “To be honest, he seems like a decent bloke, not just the sex machine we saw,” I said laughing, “You seemed a little nervous meeting him, or was it excitement?” She took a huge gulp of wine and moved closer, lifting onto her toes she breathed in to my ear “Both, but a lot more excitement than nerves. The man you pretended to be, well, he is actually within touching distance.” My cock grew in my shorts and my heart pounded. She turned and I watched her walk towards the garden, deliberately slow and swinging her hips. Her small waist and big rounded bottom made me gasp. She looked over her shoulder smiling and gave me the sexiest wink I’ve ever seen. Sharon had shoulder-length bobbed brown hair, dark eyes and full red lips. She was 5’4” and a size 12. Sharon had curves that could only be described as sexy. Her 34DD boobs, a small waist and a rounded bottom made her look delicious. I stood for a few moments, excited, nervous and my heart pounded. My head whirled. Did Sharon say that to turn me on as part of our fantasy, or did she have thoughts she hadn’t shared with me? Admittedly, I hadn’t been totally honest with Sharon . I hadn’t told her I had wanked several times, over the thought of Paul’s cock making her cum. The sound of a breaking glass snapped me from my thoughts. Being the dutiful ...
    host, I grabbed the dustpan and brush and went outside to attend. The broken glass was cleaned away and with a fresh drink in my hand, I mingled. The food was good, and the alcohol flowed. Music was playing and I was glad we didn’t have any direct neighbours. Our house was at the end of an Avenue and we had the luxury of being away from the rest. I chatted, our friends all seemed to like Paul and everyone was enjoying themselves. I kept a discreet check on my wife. She was her usual charming self, but I did notice that she kept a close eye on Paul. Nothing obvious, but she was making sure he was involved in her conversations with the other guests. Every time he needed a drink she would get one. On one of these occasions, I followed her. Alone in the kitchen, I pulled her to me. “You look delicious,” I said after a slow kiss. “Thank you, kind Sir,” she breathed. “So how do you find Paul?” “Tempting,” her words were almost a whisper. I gulped and felt that fluttering of my heart again. “Really, tempting how?” I was shaking a little now. She stared deep into my eyes. The tension was intense. “Well, yes,” she said with an assured confidence that surprised me. I was lost for words, my heart pounded and my cock rose to attention. “It turns you on, doesn’t it?” she whispered as she rubbed my crotch. “Yes, I know,” my words were quietly spoken. “So why not?” she looked up at me, a little flushed. “You’ve had too much wine?” I asked her. “I’ve had a few,” she admitted, “It helps to lose ...