Aroused, she said: “Can I kiss?” as she reached over and kissed him on the lips. It was a long open-mouthed kiss with the Frenchman’s tongue entering her mouth and clearly indicating what he intended to do with this sexy little bitch.
“Finish your drink,” she command.
He drunk it quickly, bottoms us.
“Good boy,” she declared.
Giles whispered something in her ear and she blushed suddenly shy, and then nodded. Bambi leaned over to me and declared:
“Giles wants to take me back to the apartment and fuck me…”
The look she gave me was provocative. I could see that she was clearly ready to fuck him. I love to watch a hot stud fuck my wife. Bambi is a great fuck when she has just been filled by another guy.
After three years as a hotwife, Bambi is happy to screw just about any guy indiscriminately, just like a hooker. Her only requirements are that they are hard for her, not bald and their beards clean shaven. She has fucked whoever she wanted our entire marriage. Mostly we swing, but when the guy wants to buy my horny little bitch for sex, she is happy to sell them her pussy just like any other bar girl. The only condition is that the guy must short-time his ‘trick’ in front of me. I still love seeing her enjoy other men using her body for pleasure. She is confident in the knowledge that she has a hubby who loves her and wants her to be happy.
“Okay, let’s go. I know you want his strong cock in your pussy,” I replied.
As we went outside, Bambi took Giles’s hand and turning to me, said:
“I want to go back with Giles. I will ride in his truck. You can meet us there at his place.”
I swallowed hard, shocked, disappointed and horny.
“But Giles is a smoker,” I argued. “Are you sure?”
“Yes, darling. Don’t be jealous. I will meet you at the apartment…” she responded, and left with her date before I could say anything more.
I watched them climb into his truck. His hands were all over her. He was grinning. She kissed him on the lips as they settled inside the cab. Disappointed, I walked back to my bike and followed the couple back to the Frenchman’s love nest.
When we reached the apartment, Giles offered us drink and we sat down on the sofa. He switched on the TV and flipped the remote to the porn channel that was playing on satellite: Some Thai girl was doing a striptease on stage… Charming. I was not interested, but Bambi stared at the screen for a while, fascinated, and then sat on her lover’s lap. She began wiggling her sexy bottom and stroking his cock through his short.
“I want to dance too,” she said.
“Sure,” said Giles.
Aroused now, Giles stood up and invited her to dance. I watched the couple make their way to the center of the living room, holding hands and close to each other like long time lovers. Just then, the music switched to a love song and my wife began dancing pasted against him.
As they dance like two lover in front of me, Giles ran her hand under her skirt, and lifting up the hem, squeezed her buttock gently as they slowly gyrated to the rhythm. I watched as she laughed laughing and kissed him playfully on the lips. Her eyes sparkled, pupils dilated. My little slut was tremendously horny, excited and thrilled. Feeling his hard cock rubbing against her pussy through the thin material as they danced, an expression of his sexual desire for her, she pressed up against him, turned on by this handsome male.