One of the things I love about this lifestyle is that you never know when something might happen.  Take the other day for example, a normal everyday trip to the supermarket. Just your basic trip to shop for the week's groceries.  Emily looked delicious as always in jeans and a jersey that covered everything but still had her looking quite delicious.  She always looks amazing in jeans as they hug her curves perfectly, and really highlight her gorgeous bum.

As you often do on trips to the supermarket, I noticed that we kept running past a guy who stood out to me. He was mid to late forties with short, salt and pepper hair, tall with a nice solid build that was a mix of muscular and dad bod. Tattoos adorned his forearms and I have to admit I did imagine watching him fucking my wife.  Always a pleasant thought when doing something as mundane as grocery shopping.

When we got to the checkout, we were putting the groceries through when Emily said to me “Don’t look now, but casually look at the guy in the next checkout over”.  I waited a moment or two then discreetly looked over, noting the guy she was talking about was the guy I had noticed. I looked at her and she whispered “he’s sexy, i noticed him a few times when we were walking around”.  Emily often surprises me with these little gems out of the blue. 

As we were walking to the car I suggested to her that she might like to write her number on our receipt and go back and tell him that he dropped it. She gives me a sexy smile and says “You’re such a good wingman” and grabs a pen out of her purse, writing on our receipt.  She walks off, with perhaps just a little extra wiggle in her walk.

I have to watch as she walks boldly up to him and hands him the receipt, and then turns and walks back towards me, a nervous smile on her face. I get to see his reaction as he looks at the receipt and reads what she has written on it, his face quickly looking up at her after he reads it. Not surprisingly his eyes rest for more than a few seconds on her ass as she walks away.

I turn and walk towards the car, letting her catch up as I’m putting the groceries in the back.  She comes up to me, obviously excited.  “How did that go?” I ask as casually as I can, already excited at the prospect of something happening.  Emily smiles and replies “We’ll have to see.”  As we’re getting into the car her phone beeps, she settles into the seat and checks her message.  As I’m turning on the car, she says “just wait”, and sends off a text in reply.  I look at her with an enquiring raised eyebrow, and she replies with a shy smile. Her phone beeping again moments later.  She smiles a little smile and then sends a text back.  When she gets another almost instant reply, she looks at me and says “Wait here, I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

I got to watch in the rear view mirror as she walked off in the direction of his car, an unmistakable skip in her step.  I had a perfect view of his car as she goes straight to the passenger side and climbs in.

My mind is going a million miles an hour as I imagine all the naughty scenarios that might be playing out in his car. My cock hard and pressing against my jeans.  It’s about ten minutes before I see the passenger door open and my wife get out. She looks so sexy as she walks across the car park and climbs back into our car. Leaning across and kissing me, her tongue slipping into my mouth and the taste of another man’s cock obvious in her kiss.

She unbuttons her jeans and slides them down to mid thigh and takes my hand, placing it over her pussy. My fingers parting her lips and feeling just how wet she is. “Make me cum” she urges me.  My fingers work their magic on her clit, and in what seems like a few seconds she is bucking against my hand and cumming hard. 

She smiles at me, doing up her jeans as I lick her juices off my fingers. Then my phone beeps. And when I look, it’s a picture of Emily with a big thick cock in her mouth with the text “Thanks for loaning me your wife…. I’ll be seeing you both tonight” plastered across it.