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Sharing my wife with another man

I knew what I had planned for tonight, even though I didn’t give my wife the slightest clue. She had already showered and done her makeup and the only thing left was to put on her outfit for the night. “I’m picking out your clothes tonight baby,” I cooed at her from across the room. “No, I got it,” she replied from across the room and grabbed a shirt. She slipped it over her head as I walked across the room towards her. When I got to her I pulled her up against me and put my hands around the neck of the shirt. Then I pulled down and ripped it off her body aggressively. “No, tonight I am picking out your clothes,” I said sternly and walked towards her bag to pick out the outfit I had planned for her. I reached into the bag and pulled out a skimpy black clubbing dress and tossed it to her. “Put it on,” I ordered. She still looked a little shocked that I ripped her shirt off her body but took off her bra and slipped the dress on. She looked amazing. Her breasts were being pushed up by the design of the dress, revealing a ton of cleavage. To make it even better it had a slit cut out along the bottom of her breasts revealing a little bit of cleavage there as well. I handed her, her high heels and she put them on. She looked sexy as hell in the outfit that I had picked out for her. It exposed her midriff and extended just a couple inches past her hips. I strolled over to her admiring her sexy body and gave her a kiss before whispering to her “you’re still missing something”. With ...

... that I leaned down and grabbed a hold of her panties and pulled them to the floor. “Now you’re ready to go,” I told her and grabbed her hand and started to pull her towards the door. I could tell that she wasn’t the most comfortable in that outfit but she didn’t complain, accepting the role that I was in charge. I walked her out to the car and I could tell that several people in the lobby had taken notice of her sexy outfit as we walked through. On the way to the restaurant I reached over and put my hand on her thigh and started rubbing it gently. She looked over and gave me a knowing look as I slipped my hand over to her soft mound. I started to rub it gently and she moaned her pleasure back at me. I continued to rub her now soaking wet pussy until we got the restaurant, but I was careful not to penetrate her. I wanted her as horny and as wet as possible for when we went inside. Even though we had a reservation we ended up having to wait so I took her to the bar and ordered some drinks for the two of us. Once the drinks came I reached over and started rubbing her pussy once again. The bar wasn’t crowded but it wasn’t empty either. I continued rubbing her pussy anyway, despite the fact that it was quite obvious that I was doing so. We finished our first drinks quickly and ordered to more and I spun her to the side to face several other men at the bar. Then I grabbed her legs and forced them apart so they had a great view of her beautiful pussy. She tried to close them quickly ...