This is a story from a few years ago while out drinking around Durham one Saturday night. Again it is true and not fiction.
The wife and I like to go out drinking, only once a month or so, and usually to Durham or Sunderland, but sometimes further afield.
About 4 years ago we were enjoying a night out in Durham city, had enough drinks to make us feel relaxed and a bit jolly lol.
It was around 10/10.30pm and had to que to get into the Loveshack bar, as usual. Eventually paid at the door and it was packed 6 or 8 deep at the bar. The wife went to the toilet and I went to the bar to get served, we agreed to meet by the column in the middle, and I ended up waiting ages at the bar, so long that she returned and was stood near the column. I waited and waited, getting closer to the front but it was way to slow. I turned my head to see if the wife was ok, and to see if she wanted to go somewhere else rather than wait, but I noticed a guy stood talking to her and she was chatting back, so I waited and again mover closer to getting served. I kept looking back and watching them both trying to talk to each other, the music was loud and to hear each other they were shouting in each other’s ears, the guy bent down to say something and put his hand around her hip, she looked over at me and I nodded at the guy asking ‘who’s that ?’, hoping she could lip read me. She shrugged her shoulder then said something back to this guy, they started laughing and seemed to both be enjoying the conversation.
More time went by and still not being served, I kept an eye on the bar and another eye on my wage and this guy. He was tall, just over 6′, short dark hair, slim/medium build, and casually dressed. By now he had both hand on her hips, and still talking in her ear. She had on hand under his arm and placed on his back. Watching there body language it was easy to see that he was chatting my wife up and although she kept glancing over at me with a smile, she was enjoying the attention.
I eventually got served, and walked to the left side of the bar, I decided to watch them and see what happens. The wife didn’t see me leave the bar, and I watched her have a quick look around before getting her phone out. The guy was still chatting her up when she txt me saying ‘where are you ?’, I txt back saying ‘watching you haha, have you pulled ? Hehe ;)’, to which she replied ‘defo haha’.
A few sips of my pint later, I watch them still chatting when he put his right hand lower, around my wife’s left arse cheek, and he kept it there. I sent her a txt saying ‘tell him you got no nickers on 😉 lol’, (now when we go out drinking together, me wife never wears nickers, and she knows this turns me on all night). He phone buzzed and she read the txt, she carried on talking, and a few moments later the guy pulled her closer and felt around her arse, like he was feeling for something, they both laughed, he bent down and started kissing her, then they began to walk to the exit. I took a big drink and followed them, they headed down towards the river, near the old ice rink. It’s not well lite up down there and know body really goes there at night. I followed them and hid out the way, they stopped on the bridge and started kissing, after a very short time his hand went up my wife’s tight knee length skirt. I watch as he took a quick look around to see if anyone was about, then he lifted her skirt right up to her waist and looked down at her smooth shaven pussy. She turned around, bent over the bridge hand rail and he started to get his cock out. I wasn’t close enough to see everything, but I watched as he entered her and started to fuck her. He had his hands on her hips, fucking her hard, I could just about hear her moan and he fucked her. He kept looking around so I stayed hidden, I was watching my wife getting fucked in public, in Durham, on a bridge, by a complete stranger, and I was really hard.
It was about 10/15min of fucking my wife hard before he cum inside her, he put his cock away and she pulled her skirt down. They started walking towards me, so I moved back and watched them walk past. I heard her tell him "well my husband will be in the bar so I need to find him", he replied "yeah good idea", and they headed off towards the Gala area where the bars are.
I followed as they had a quick kiss and he walked off. The wife headed back to the Loveshack, so I shouted a little and she turned, we started laughing, "thought you were still inside?" She said, "nope, I followed you both haha, yes I was watching lol". We both kissed and laughed, headed for another bar and she started telling me what happened and what was said. Apparently they went to school together, he was 4 years younger than her. And what I didn’t see in the Loveshack was him fingering my wife in the bar, it was busy and noisy.
We ended up at home later, and my wife’s pussy was hot and really wet, we fucked and talked about her fucking her old school friend, both really turned on until I cum inside her. She fell asl**p with both his and my cum in her.
Since then we have enjoyed many good nights out.