Wife Displays herself. Voyeur, fm, cuckold, public
It all started one Tuesday when my wife, Mary and I were in a department store cafeteria meeting for a late lunch. My office was nearby and she wanted to shop a bit afterward. It was on the top 6th floor behind the furniture department. A pleasant time and a good lunch.
Until I noticed Mary was kind of distracted.
She seemed to be watching someone at another table behind me. When I finally stole a look, I saw that it was an older man and paid little attention, thought she wouldn't be flirting with him. But I noticed Mary arching sometimes and she seemed to be displaying her large tits for the old guy. Her blue sweater accenting them beautifully. I wasn’t sure if I was right or not. But I know it excited me somehow. A little pang of lust flashed through me and I had a bit of a phallic stir. Mary always was a bit of a flirt and I think she liked a guy fantasizing over her big tits.
So I left for the washroom but didn't go right in, stopped behind a row of potted plants and then peeked back across the room. Yes, Mary was now arching provocatively for the older man. While he licked his lips.
She then seemed to angle herself on the chair and open her legs a little. I watched and realized that only he could see up her skirt. He pretended to drop a spoon and had a good look. I was further excited by this sneaky action. I returned to the table, not knowing what to do about it if anything. Mary then went to the washroom herself. She smiled at the old guy as she passed him.
When she returned she was flushed and I wasn’t sure why, but Mary had a secretive habit of masturbating almost anywhere. She thought I didn't know and I guess she thought it was too kinky but I had caught her at it several times, although without her being alerted. She didn't know I knew her little peccadillo but it had provided me with much pleasure. I thought she must have tickled herself into a quick orgasm in the ladies room. But she positioned herself on her chair again and opened her legs at an angle that would allow only that old guy to see up her skirt. I dropped my own napkin and quickly ducked beneath the table to retrieve it, Mary quickly closed her legs to my view, but not quick enough, I glimpsed a bit of her little furry pussy down there and now knew why she was flushed! She had removed her panties in the washroom!
I started to erect right away and tried to hide it. Exhibiting no facial expression, talked about my work so she could pursue her afternoon adventure. She slid toward the end of her chair and I knew she was exhibiting herself for the old guy, and judging by her angle, that he could see everything up her skirt without even moving. Damn, now I had to hide my erection by slipping it sideways. This was way too exciting and turning me on like crazy, even if it was my wife showing her trimmed little pussy to the old man! And I know when she got excited from sexual activity that she became really moist and slippery down there. I wondered if he could actually see her lovely slit in the shadow.
I went back into the washroom, pretending to cough wildly. I knew she would watch me go so I went in but came right out and stood in that hallway again, peeking at my wife and the cafeteria which was now nearly empty, made like I was looking at my notebook in case anyone could see me just standing there.
She now was opening her legs more and arching to show off her tits to the old guy, who was just staring, almost with his tongue hanging out. I wondered if he had an erection like me! She moved a hand down under the table and touched herself. I glanced around to see if anyone else could see, but the table was against a wall and no one else could! But I knew what she was doing and could now see her hand moving on her pussy. The old man was staring at her, obviously enjoying her show. I tried to see if he had a swollen bulge in his pants too. She glanced around sometimes but no one else was interested in the lovely sexual scene taking place, even though she had tugged her skirt higher and her white legs shone for any observing eye.
He was transfixed and she now even had a finger at her clit, very discreetly touching it. Moving her hand slightly to rub.Her eyelids fluttered and I thought she was actually orgasming! I wondered what to do but had to go back. As I appeared walking toward her she closed her legs and stopped, flashing a smile at the old man. Then she looked directly at a wall clock and at her watch. I had no idea why but she seemed to be adjusting the time. It was close to 2 pm and the last diners were sparse. She licked her finger!
We finished our lunch and wandered off to the elevators to leave. I did notice the older guy passing us and entering a wide stairwell leading down. It was poorly lit and seemed like no one used it anymore.
So it was a thrill for me to even partake in this little sexual episode even if from a distant view. It had set my lust going and when I got back to work I whacked off in the men's room! While Mary went on home. I wondered if she masturbated like that anywhere else?
Things returned to normal until the following week when Mary suggested meeting me again for lunch. Then the realization struck me about her paying so much attention to the wall clock; she was establishing the time for a future reference! Very clever.
Was she signaling to the old guy that this was the time she would be there again? My stomach fluttered with the thought, that if I was correct, she might like him watching her again? I waited in anticipation until Tuesday and wondered what I would do if he was there again? I loved the way she exposed herself to the old guy so sneakily and thought even if he loved watching her, he was basically harmless. Only enjoying the thrill of a younger woman showing herself off. At least he was an appreciative old timer!
I thought about it all morning until lunch time. Not sure what I should do until I was on my way in the elevator to meet Mary. It was then I realized how sexy the scene had been and how I came off in seconds back at my office. I had been filled with lust and loved it. I would make my decision on the spur of the moment in the cafeteria and what I saw then.
I could peer into the cafeteria from out in the furniture department and Mary was already there, sitting at the same table. She had suggested a later time for lunch and again, the crowd had mostly left and there were only a few lingerers left. But one of them was the same old guy from last week. Sitting exactly at the same table.
As I went in I noticed that Mary was wearing a short skirt and blouse instead of the blue sweater. And the top two buttons were undone! Was I imagining all this? No, she looked sexy as hell with the enticing swell of her wonderful breasts showing in the loose top. I went to her and explained that I couldn't stay for lunch because I had to meet a colleague back at the office. At the same time my heart leaped because I thought I saw that under the blouse Mary had no bra on at all! It was not obvious right away because she wore an open cardigan over it. I had to leave or sit down or she would see my hard impatient cock.
Mary seemed disappointed but said she'd stay and have her lunch anyway. I gave her a kiss on the cheek and said it was too bad. I left the cafeteria and turned toward the elevators but then circled way around the furniture department to a point where I could see into the cafe. Standing behind some high cabinets. Again to look innocent, I fingered through my notebook as if I was checking my appointments and making notes. One salesman way across the room was busy at a desk and was unaware I was even there.
Now I could clearly see whatever actions Mary would get up to from my secretive viewpoint. Mary had always been excited over public actions and we had done sex in parks, in the car, even on park benches at dusk. Even in dance clubs we had touched each other in the darkness, and she was always very turned on by it. But exposing herself in daytime in a public cafeteria was something new. And to a complete stranger!
I watched her from afar, and could not see his reaction, but again noticed that a third button was loose on her blouse now, revealing the white swell of her full breasts. And even from a distance away, her skirt was up high enough to show, even from this distance, the dark look of her pussy under it.
The displays by my wife continued and she finally finished her salad. Again when she thought no one could see, her hand dropped into the crevice of her legs and she seemed to stare directly at the old man while her hand moved stealthily. I guessed him to be in his seventies and still thought of him as harmless, and I am sure Mary did too.
I wanted to head for the men's room and whack off but couldn't leave my vantage point. I was mesmerized by her actions. Finally it looked like Mary was just sitting and waiting. The man got up and slowly walked out of the cafeteria. Mary stood and I ducked behind the cabinets again.
The old guy went to the entrance to that wide stairwell, and went in only when Mary appeared. She watched him go to the stairs and slowly followed, disappearing from my view. Now I had a decision to make and my mind was in a flurry of thoughts. I could not let her catch me here again but was ready with the excuse that my client had cancelled. I walked to the stairwell entrance and cautiously looked in. The wide stairs angled downward between floors with a small landing at each half level. I crept to the railing and peeked downward.
As the stairwell descended it was darker. Still I could see nothing. I crept down one level until I heard a scraping. Once again peeked through the railings and there, another level below, was Mary, just standing looking downward.
My heart was pounding because of these lusty furtive actions. Mary was just leaning on the handrail looking below.
I was confused until I saw a hand appear on the same railing from below her position.
Mary seemed to be smiling. And just stood still as the hand went to her breast and rubbed it, slipped into the open blouse and fondled her bare breast. Gawd, I was beside myself with excitement now. The stairs were old marble and echoed with footsteps floors below. I was now afraid my pounding heart would reverberate loudly and tell on me. But my lust was full and I just helplessly watched.
The old guy was two steps lower than Mary and now I could see him a bit more as he seemed to caress her softly. Mary just standing there to allow it. Then he moved closer, knelt on the stair and pulled her skirt higher until he pressed his mouth against her soft pussy. This was almost too much excitement for me as Mary just clung to the railing and actually helped him by holding up her skirt. Her tummy and legs looked so white and alluring. From my view I could see his mouth working her slit, and her eyes closed with pleasure.
I had to adjust my own position to stop my pulse from flinging me off the landing. Mary raised one leg and the old man just clutched her rear and pulled her pussy tight to his mouth.
I stood there watching my own wife enjoy a complete stranger licking her pussy in a public place!
She started to move her hips as he sucked on her clit and I knew she would explode in moments. She sagged against the railing and stroked his hair until she started fucking his face in strong movements, then she was coming. Suppressing a cry out with her hand, but I could still hear her murmur as she clutched his head in jerky motions and whimpered with pleasure. She held his head tightly as she came again with her eyes closed. She tucked her head into her arm but was not able to suppress her cry out.
The old guy kept his mouth on her until she started again with jerky twists and thrusts with her pelvis. Then held his head in both hands and just fucked his mouth! She came again in a loud sigh and almost fell down from weak knees. I almost came in my pants!
Finally he pulled back. Whispered Thank you. Mary let her skirt fall back. Breathing heavily. Her face flushed. Nothing else had been said at all. I could hear his footsteps clattering downward as he hurried away. Mary stood still a moment and I was worried she would come back upward but she slowly went down one more level and exited onto the fourth floor.
I had witnessed an incredible event of lust. My wife letting a stranger lick her pussy! Nothing had been said between them. How did he know she would accept his advances? She just stood there and allowed it. And came so strong that he must have been pleased with making her come like that. She must have been over excited from the lusty touching of herself in front of him in the cafeteria. I saw him licking his lips last week. Was that telling her what he wanted to do? Did he ask? Would he want to fuck her too? Could he? And would she just submissively let him do it?
I wondered what other adventures she might have gotten into that I didn't know about? Had there been other times? What more would she get into? Wow. Now my mind was inundated with lusty ideas about what my sexy Mary would do. Was it going to happen again next week? Or sooner? And where? Back here or other places. With other men?
My heart was still going a mile a minute as I entered the men's room of the department store, taking a stall and coming off in a matter of strokes. Even after I left the store and got back to my office my cock was hard all over again. I would get no more work done today.
Too much to think about.
