In the Back Room - Sex Stories

In the Back Room

There is a lot of timing and luck involved in getting the chance to watch your normally reluctant wife suddenly turn it on for another man. But John, a 40-year-old contractor, had that chance to see his 31-year-old wife perform at a convention last summer at an upscale hotel in New York. Cindy wore an unusually revealing red dress that evening. It was shorter than anything John had ever seen her wear in public. Being that this was a formal dinner and dance with potential professional contacts, he was reluctant to have her wear it at first. But Cindy, who had a shapely but very petite 102-pound body, seemed to be very comfortable and confident in the tight, low-cut dress. In fact, seeing his wife in the dress stirred some reoccurring fantasies in John as they shared a bottle of champagne in their room before heading to the banquet. Throughout their five-year marriage, John had toyed with the idea of directly asking Cindy to seduce another man. But instead, he just made what he thought were vague references to his fantasies. Cindy, however, being a pretty smart cookie, saw a pattern in John’s comments and knew that one day, given the right mood and opportunity, she might fulfill her husband’s deepest wishes. As Cindy and John sat at a table with two other couples, John noticed that his wife’s nipples were erect and visible through the shear material. She had small but firm breasts and sometimes would go without a bra. With the type of dress she was wearing, he thought she’d ...

... warn a strapless bra but later found out she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Not even panties; just black stockings and a garter. As this somewhat stuffy occasion wore on, Cindy got a little tipsy. This dull event was quickly transforming into a stage for Cindy’s playfulness, all under the watchful eye of John who wasn’t sure where his wife was taking them. Cindy danced with several of John’s colleagues who certainly got more than they had hoped for. When she returned to her table after one particularly hot dance she appeared slightly breathless. “You’re friends have roaming hands,” she told John as she brushed back her long blonde hair with her hand. “Hope you don’t mind.” “Think they could tell you have nothing on underneath?” he asked as his heart pounded. “Yeah, probably,” she said with a seductive smile. About an hour later, after a slow dance with one of the single men who appeared to be in his late 30s, Cindy signaled from across the room to John back at the table. She pointed to a back exit and strolled from the room with a tall, dark, handsome man who John did not know but who had captured Cindy’s attention throughout the night. John looked around, then got up and made his way through the crowd and out the door. There was a small storage room down a short dark hallway where he heard voices. When he walked in, he saw his wife with the man. No one said anything at first, then Cindy closed the door. “I think this is what you want; maybe not where you wanted it,” she ...