Wedding Celebration Gone Bad - Sex Stories

Wedding Celebration Gone Bad

My wife Ann and I are an average married couple. We aren't eccentric or even wild by anyone's imagination. We live a simple life without much drama, but that changed a few months back. We have been together for more than thirty-five years, and I can safely say we had no more than a few disagreements. Ann is sensual and reserved and is more of a soccer mom. She rarely goes outside her comfort zone, but when she does, it is usually only temporary. She doesn't have a wrong side to her, and this is why this story is so unique.

My wife and I attended a wedding celebration for someone we hardly knew. I did not want to go, but Ann talked me into going at the last second. We had sat alone at the back of the room when a middle-aged gentleman suddenly approached. He wanted to know if somebody had taken the seat beside my wife. Ann told him it was available, and he sat down and began to chat. James had been in town for the wedding and stayed at a hotel just across the street from the venue. He was several years younger than my wife and I and talked a little about himself.

Ann loves men with dark eyes, and she has difficulty controlling herself. We sat and talked as James praised Ann for how beautiful she looked. He could not take his eyes off her and was shocked at her age. My wife and I rarely drink, but James insisted we have a glass of champagne. We sipped on it over dinner, and that was when the band started. They had been playing various songs when James asked Ann if she ...

... liked to dance. Ann felt the effects of the champagne and immediately got up from her chair and headed out onto the dance floor.

She looked hot in her tight blue dress, and I sat there alone and watched while sipping on another glass of champagne. They danced to a few songs before she walked over and kicked off her shoes. She quickly sipped another glass of champagne and returned to the dance floor. They seemed to be hitting it off, and I felt like a third wheel. I had read numerous stories of men who had shared their wives, and I got to admit being turned on by the idea, but I never imagined seeing Ann with another man.

When they returned to the table briefly later, Ann immediately poured another glass of champagne. It was then that a slow song started. She instantly got up, grabbed James by the hand, and led him back onto the dance floor. She wrapped her arms firmly around him while his hands rested down on her butt. I felt overwhelmed but did not want to seem like the jealous husband. I decided to let Ann have her fun, and when the night ended, we were all a bit giddy from the champagne. James said we could not drive and welcomed us to stay with him in his hotel room. Ann quickly agreed with him, and we headed across the street.

Ann walked toward the window and gazed out when we got to this room. James walked up from behind and gently massaged each of her shoulders. Ann stood there with her eyes partially closed as she felt his warm breath against her neck. Ann stood ...