Walking In On My Wife

We drove into Chicagoland for a family gathering.  My wife and I had been married for close to 10 years and we were in Chicago to celebrate my nephew's wedding.  The wedding took place at the hotel where we all had rooms reserved.  We arrived Friday evening and enjoyed the typical rehearsal dinner with the rest of the family.  My wife was a petite 30 year old and looked absolutely gorgeous.  She chose to wear a wrap-around top that tied in the front.  Her 34-B girls were unencombered, as she chose to leave her bra in her suitcase.  When she walked, one could get a glimpse of her wonderful breasts as the material moved with each of her strides.  She normally is very conservative in her dress habits and this choice of clothing somewhat surprised me.  I wrote it off as being miles away from home and wanting to feel as sexy as the young bride that my nephew was marrying.  We enjoyed our dinner and drinks.  Everything was perfect.  As dinner ended, we all got up and moved into a reception area for more drinks and good conversation.  My wife had a couple of drinks, which was again a little unusual for her.  But, she was enjoying herself.  Later on, I was in deep conversation with some of the other guests, when I looked for my wife, and she was nowhere to be found.  Finally, someone said she might be in the outside patio area.  I thanked them and went to check on her welfare.  As I opened the outside doors to the patio, I found her in the arms of one of the groomsmen, who looked more like 18, if that.  He had his back to me and was hugging my wife from her back, which allowed him free access to her lovely breasts.  Both of his hands had slipped inside the side material of her blouse and was able to caress her perky breasts, unencombered.  He then reached down with his mouth and planted an extremely sensuous kiss on her lips from the side.  She showed no resistance whatsoever and seemed to be enjoying the whole thing.  That's when I slipped back into the ballroom and quietly closed the door.  Someone asked if I was able to find her and I replied "She's doing fine". 

The wedding went off without incident the next day and again enjoyed great food and drink.  We packed up early the next day and loaded the car for out 6 hour return trip.  As we were saying our goodbye's, I did notice my wife give her new found friend a longer than usual hug.  As we drove off, I asked her if she had a good time to which she replied "Yes, I did".  That's when I told her I seen her and her new young friend on the patio and if there is anything she need to tell me.  "Yes there is, but we will save it for bedtime tonight".  I left it at that, kissed her and said I can't wait.

We made it home safely, unpacked and got ready for bed.  I was laying in bed while she was changing into her nightwear.  She finally came to bed and we began to cuddle when she asked if I wanted to hear the rest of the story now.  She began rubbing my now erect 7 inch cock as she began.  "The young man asked me if I would like some fresh air and I said yes I would.  We went out on the patio and no sooner did we close the door and he wrapped his arms around me from behind.  As he pressed up against me, I could feel his cock rubbing against my butt.  That's when I decided I would let him do whatever.  He reached over my shoulder and kissed me and our tongues intertwined.  Then his hands slipped inside my blouse and began to play with my nipples, which drove me crazy".  As she was talking, her strokes became more rapid.  I also saw that her other hand had slipped into her pussy area and was busy massaging her clit.  She continued:  "That's when I reached behind and found his erect penis and began rubbing it through his pants.  Boy, was it big and throbbing.  I would have let him fuck me right there if I was sure nobody would catch us.  He finally let one of his hands find my pussy and rubbed it through my clothes.  It sure didn't take long for my to have my first orgasm.  After I regained my composure, I kissed him deeply and said we better get back inside.  Thank you for a wonderful time".  That's when I blew my load along with her at the same time. 

Pillow talk became a part of our lovemaking ever since.  Any trepidation I had about their patio adventure was certainly out weighed by her re-telling that story many times since.