The Pub Fantasy  

rm_byron1724 53M
42 posts
9/14/2005 1:56 am

Last Read:
7/13/2006 8:03 am

The Pub Fantasy


I often fantasize about a couple sending me their photo and suggesting I meet them in a quiet pub somewhere out of the way. They don't know what I look like, but I know who to look for.

I turn up at the pub, order a beer and try to find them without them realising that I'm the one they are expecting.

When I see them I wonder over with my beer and I ask if its okay if I join them, sitting on the woman's side of the table, and start chatting to them about nothing in particular.... but under the table I'm gently caressing the ladies thigh, slowly raising her skirt, getting her more and more turned on while her husband is unaware of what is going on.

Soon I'm fingering his wife under the table, slipping my fingers inside her and getting her hotter and hotter until, while her husband is at the bar buying us drinks I tell her to get up and go out the back to the toilet in about five minutes.

She goes when her husband comes back, and after a couple of minutes I excuse myself too, go into the ladies and fuck his wife in one of the cubicles... after which I come back and finish my drink, she returns a few minutes later and I say my goodbyes and leave.

AussieCuckold 53M/41F

7/12/2006 5:49 am

*grin*

Done it.

Beckie


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