Chapter 2 - Wife's Ready to Play

Recap:

"Oh my god, you're such a huge teaser and sex goddess hon. I don't think I would be able to satisfy you all the time."

"And so you want to share me out with other men?" That wasn't what I meant, but glad she didn't freak out from what I just shared.

"Well, I mean.. it's just fantasies. Look how turn on it got us and we both got the ending we want. So it's all good no?"

She leaned down to my ears and whispered, "And wouldn't it be even better if it's not just a fantasy? That you actually get to see me get pounded senseless by all the guys with cum all over me?"

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We cleaned up and got prepared for dinner. She came out dressing in a black elegant but deep-V dress, and there's not a single word to describe how she looks right now. I stared awe struck by this beauty I married and still couldn't believe my luck. She spin around and let me enjoy the view but I noticed she wasn't wearing any bra. Before I uttered, she said "Yes, I didn't wear any lingerie. This dress doesn't work with one and I figured I don't need anyways." Her hands cupping her tits indicating her fullness and size.

She's damn right at that. The sleeveless dress reveals a lot of skin from the back and the deep-V in front further accentuates her huge cleavage. The hem of the black dress ended only above halfway of her thigh, highlighting her slender legs when paired with a heels. She is truly a godsend marvel, I thought.

We walked hand in hand like any couple into the restaurant and her heels clicked loudly against the tiled floor. Most of the eyes near the entrance turned to look immediately and stared at this gorgeous beside me. A waiter hurriedly came to serve us and that was when we noticed, it was the same guy at the pool!

He was professional and greeted us before ushering us to a slightly secluded table. He noted to select a quieter corner for us to enjoy the night, away from the crowd. "Please.. enjoy your night here. Lemme.. grab the menus... for you both in a minute." The waiter stared at her and stuttered in his words before walking away.

He came back with the menu and assisted us in recommendations. Though we said it may take us a while to decide, he was dedicated to serve us and didn't mind waiting for us. But of course I know better. He was enjoying his view at my wife from top down. And I don't blame him. Who could resist? I caught him several times staring straight at her chest and I thought I visibly heard him muttered a soft "wow...".

Once we selected what we wanted, the waiter thanked us and before leaving he said to my wife, "M'am you're truly one of the most beautiful woman I've seen and it's the restaurant's pleasure to host you tonight. And I'm delighted to serve you. Please let me know if you need anything, anything at all."

"Oh why, thank you Mark for such a compliment. I'm sure there are plenty of other ladies who are way prettier than I am. But thank you," Noting his name tag.

"That may be true, but none as sexy and hot as you are." She blushes at that compliment as it's obviously hinting her of what he saw. But it did had an effect on her. She realised she's actually liking such praises and enjoys the attention people are giving her.

As the waiter walked away I decided to tease her further, "You like that don't you? I see you're pleasantly enjoying my kinks and fantasies now."

"You planted those seeds in me years ago. You corrupted me and now you're yielding those fruitions." She grumbled, though not in a negative way.

"Yeah well, you're responding to it well now. And that's what matters. Look at the effect you had on that poor waiter. I bet he can't sleep tonight having to jerk off to that image all night long." I chuckled.

She giggled and said, "Oh come on, you're exaggerating. It's just a tit. You men see it all the time and in porn."

"Oh no no, never compare it that way. Seeing one in real life versus a video is never the same. And seeing one being revealed by the lady herself, is a whole different level as accidental ones."

"Really? That big of a difference? And what kind of effect does it really have on you men? And how do I know if you're telling the truth?" She blasted a string of questions as she gets more puzzled by our reactions.

"You wanna try a dare then? Why don't you remove your panties but not completely, just drop it to your ankle and part your legs a bit. I will get the waiter to come back. You will find out what and how big his reactions will be."

"Erm.. hon, I... Well, not that I wouldn't take up the dare. It's just... I'm not wearing any! I told you this dress doesn't work with any," I nearly spitted out the wine I was sipping at.

Wiping it off and composing myself, I thought to up the challenge then. "Well then, all the more easier! Come over and sit on my laps, I will lead you. But keep your legs wider apart."

She stared at me eyes wide open. "Here? In your seat?! You do realise you're facing inside the restaurant towards all the other tables right?"

"Isn't that the whole point?" She was dumbfounded at what I suggested but realised I was right too. "So are you taking the dare or not?"

She let out an audible sigh, "Alright, fuck it! It's do or never. And we're doing this together." She scooted quickly over to my laps and parted her legs lightly. My hands moved to hug her waist while the other lingers at her bare thigh close to the hem of her dress. And she let out yet another audible sigh which sounded almost like a moan. I then signal for the waiter to come.

Unfortunately, it wasn't the same waiter. Another young waiter came and he seems bigger in size than the previous. As he walked over, his gaze slowly dropped to below the table and noted my wife's parting legs and no visible lingerie. His eyes flew open while trying to remain composed. Standing right beside our table he asked if there's anything we need? While asking, he stared down directly at her deep cleavage and his lips parted. I thought I heard a heavy breath exhaled.

"The lady needs a drink to help her relax. Don't you?" I nudged her. She looked at me with a little look and nodded.

Still maintaining his professional composure, he asked "M'am, are you alright? May I recommend our restaurant's unique concoction to help you ease a little."

I nudged her again, hinting her to respond instead. "Oh, I.. err.. Sure."

"Are you alright? You sound a little on edge. Is there something of concern to cause you to tense up?" I shifted one of my hands upwards under her tits and the other closer to her lips below. The waiter saw where both of my hands were moving and had a subtle grin on his face.

She could practically feel the warmth coming off from the proximity of my fingers, and she utter a low soft moan before saying, "Oh, no no. It's... nothing. I.. err.. I'm fine." I whispered something into her ears and her eyes went wide before blushing red.

The waiter saw her response and quickly chimed in, "M'am are you sure you're ok? You look flustered and your face is bright red now. Do you need help?" Fully well aware what might be transpiring underneath the table, the waiter's quirky response got me excited. With the benefits of being tugged right in a corner of the restaurant away from privy eyes, I whispered something in her ears again.

She looked down hesitated for awhile before whispering out, "I... I.. am not wearing anything underneath and... I'm getting a little... excited" with the last few words softer, expressing her shyness.

"Oh, yes M'am. Thank you for awarding me with that view, it has certainly made my day. Please, don't be shy about it because you're extremely beautiful the way you are. And you have my words that no one else would be walking near this area for tonight." I can tell his eyes are glinting with some level of lust while hiding well behind a level of professionalism.

I whispered another instruction into her ears. She reacted quickly and frowned looking at me. Without making a sound, she mouthed the words are you sure?

I simply nodded. She looked at me and simply resign as she recognised that look full of lust. But she also can't deny that whatever it is, it's working for her too. She's extremely turned on and very wet. She turned and slowly looked at the waiter, eye to eye, and uttered softly "I... may need... some help. With that."

He guessed what that is referring to by now but being a professional and not wanting to offend customers, he had to be sure. He played along with me to tease her further. "Sure of course, anything you need. But may I know what help you need? How can I help a beautiful lady tonight?" Smiling from ear to ear back at her.

She looked at him stunned and blushed even more. She's so embarrassed by the whole situation but yet incredibly horny for the exact same reason. I whispered into her ears again, guiding her along.

She continued staring right back at his eyes and whispered, "That... that..." taking her time to pluck up the courage to finish off that sentence. "Is... referring to my wetness."

"Oh? Yes yes, of course. That is something I'm sure every man in this restaurant would love to assist with. But I'm not sure what the situation is down there. I will need to take a look first." I can't help but be impressed at how well this waiter is at leading on while remaining subtlety. I decided to take this chance with the right guy to lower her resistance, pushing beyond the boundaries together.

On the first night of our married life, nevertheless.

Without giving her a second to respond, I turned sideways, hooked her legs with my thigh and spread her legs further apart. From his angle, he can now visibly see her bare, naked pussy in all full glory. My other hand moved over to stroke her clit and she let out an audible moan and breathing hard this time around. The young hunky waiter stare at her lustfully, eyeing her up and down at her pretty face then to her cleavage then to her pussy as though he's trying to capture this image permanently in his mind.

From where I seated, I can see a tent building up in his pants. I whispered to her, "Sweetheart, look at his reaction and look at his pants. This is the kind of reaction you have on men." While obviously an altered scenario from what we discussed, it nevertheless captured the essence of it. The willingness to bear it for others to see, versus an accidental or watching a porn. She very well understood the differences now. And she's now the star of the scene, literally.

"Sir, thank you for sharing and presenting this wonderful view with me. Today is my first day and you've already made this day even more special. Your girl is incredibly hot!!!" For the first time throughout this entire engagement, he addresses to me.

"Well, she isn't exactly my girl..."

"Oh, that's interesting now." He interjected before I could even continue. A naughty thought came to my mind. Let's see how far she would go, I thought.

"Well... She's someone else's wife, who's spending a few days with me away from home." She instantly turned her head and stare blankly at me in shock. What the hell of a game are you playing! She thought and quickly realised it's one of that other fantasy which turned her on a lot too. You can see the shock in his face as the waiter realises what might be happening before him. That explains why he's willingly exposing her then. What a luck!, he thought, not wanting to miss this opportunity and perhaps hoping to get something out of it.

"Oh.. Wow. You're so lucky to have the opportunity to spend a few nights with such a gorgeous. My god, things I would do just to even have a night with her!" At that remark, my cock twitched as it got even harder just thinking about it. And she felt it too.

"Thanks, it is indeed. In fact, I had just enjoyed this incredible body yesterday night. Just thinking back of caressing her body, crushing her luscious soft tits and pumping this smooth white body.. Geez! I can't wait for tonight!" And I get another hard stare from her at those crude remarks.

He was got excited hearing that and decided to boldly expressed out what he feels too. "Man I totally agree with you! That fine pussy she got there is meant for pounding sir. And those tits look very delicious indeed!" My wife was visibly shocked by the both of us exchanging such crude description of her body parts as though she isn't there. But, she couldn't deny being turned on by that and blushed. The idea of her being seen as just a meat for these men to pounce on, like a sex toy for sexual relief, somehow invoked familiarity and actually turned her on immensely.

"Oh she's blushing! She's a woman in heat! What a fine hussy of a wife you got there. Ungh, I bet you and her husband must be pounding her at every chance!"

"Well, I doubt so. It's likely her husband hasn't spend much time with her body that she's craving for it right now." She already knew that I'm just going to expose her and make her seem needy and wanting. And that again, somehow got her breathing harder and faster.

You can obviously tell that the young waiter is holding back with all his might to remain professional but he's losing it. He uttered softly but assertively while looking at her. "She looks so elegantly prim and proper. A classy lady that seems out of reach if she walks on the streets. But no one would've imagined she's a whore of a wife beneath all that. I bet every men would fuck her hard if they get the chance." Her eyes glazed with lust and I felt her heartbeat really fast. Her breathing was hard and loud. The words "whore of a wife" triggered something within her. She couldn't explain it but there was a massive surge of a feeling. And she perhaps found the words to describe it - She liked being called that.

I whispered to her, "See? What did I tell you? All men would love to fuck you if they can. And I can tell you're incredibly turned on at this point." She closed her eyes and moaned. Loud enough for the waiter to hear this time.

"I can tell this hussy of a wife is wet from what I just said. You like being a whore wife?" The question obviously directed to my wife. But she didn't want to answer. I nudged her and whispered asking her to reply him. She hesitated but gave a gentle nod.

"No lady. I want you to say it. Say it like you admit it." She opened her eyes, still breathing fast and visibly shaking as I continue stroking her clit in front of the waiter. She turned and looked at me as though seeking my permission. A nod is all I gave her.

She turned and looked at the waiter before whispering, "Yes."

"No no lady, say the whole thing. I want you to say those words describing yourself. Who are you lady?"

She looked back at me again before looking back at the waiter. "Yes, I like being a whore wife."

"That's right baby. You like sleeping around with men other than your husband huh? You came out on a trip with him so that he can fuck you good?"

"Y..... Yesss.." She's slowly letting go of her inhibitions, I thought.

"Ooooh, that's right whore. Such a fine lady with a hot body like yours would be a waste if kept for only one man. You should let all the men enjoy you." She shivers at hearing someone else name-calling her a whore and wondered, it all seems like the fantasy she had played out with me months ago. The familiarity made her let go even more. She spreads her legs wider and gyrated to my strokes. I reached up to grab her tits and squeeze them.

"Man those titties... Fuck I would love to enjoy them too." He began to stroke his crotch over his pants while using the tray to shield his actions.

Now is the chance to help her let it all go. "Hey, you wanna squeeze those titties? She's got another one for you to enjoy, help yourself." I said. At this point, she no longer turn back staring me but instead, moans even louder and breathes harder. Not wanting to lose that chance, the waiter jumped on it and reached out to grab her other tit. He massaged and rubbed her tit for awhile before squeezing it hard.

"Fuck bro, she's truly one fine breed! Her tits are so soft and full!" Without asking for my permission, he reached beneath her dress and groped her bare tits. He twitched her nipples and squeezed it hard. "OOooooh fuck!!" And she let out a loud moan. I was incredibly turned on by his boldness and for the first time, witnessing another men - a stranger - groping my wife's tits. Her bare naked tits. He lean down closer to her and stare right back in her eyes. "Your tits feel good in my hands bitch. Are you a whore huh?"

She simply nodded, completely lost all inhibitions and control to her pure primal lust. Likewise, she could sense the same from the waiter's eyes as though she's about to be devoured by this huge man. He leans in even closer, so close that both of their breathes are felt. He licked his lips and remarked to no one in particular. "Gosh, you're so beautiful that I have the urge to eat you." You cannot imagine how turned on I was just watching the scene unfold. I was already imagining if I wasn't around, she would be "eaten" alive by this man no doubt. Instinctively, I just pushed her head forward to mash her lips against his.

The waiter of course didn't let this opportunity slip and held her head tight as he taste her. When they detached, strings of saliva hangs between them showing both their thirst and hunger. He proceeded to reach down for her pussy and slide 2 fingers in while remaining this close to her pretty face. As he slides his thick callous fingers in and out, her face contorted with pleasure and she starts moaning. "Oooooh shit! OH...MY GOD.... Please....!"

He immediately pull out and whispered to her, "Tell me whore. What help do you need from me?"

Her face immediately changed her expression to frustration as she felt empty below. She bit her lower lips, still trying to restrain whatever conscience left. To help with breaking down her last barrier, both my hands reached up and pull her dress apart revealing both her bare naked tits. I squeezed and play with them roughly, mashing them together and pinching her sensitive nipples.

And that was it. Any last resistance she had, is now gone.

His fingers lingered at her entrance, gently stroking her clit and barely entering before pulling out. "Tell me whore. What help do you need from me?" He repeated.

"Please stranger. Please... finger... me." At that last word, he plunged 3 fingers into her pussy. Her face contorted, mouthing an "O" and looked up the ceiling with her eyes rolled back. I reached up her neck and gently tightened my grip choking her. The waiter fingers her extremely wet pussy in and out fast enough to hear the gushing sounds now. Her face reddens and there's no longer sound coming out from her. She gyrates back and forth from the shear force of the waiter's fingering. She had reached another level of orgasm.

As the waiter pulls out, she slowly came back to earth but breathing very hard. The waiter showed her his fingers close to her face, glistening with her cream and wetness. "See how wet you are whore? What should you do now?" Not really getting what he meant, he puts his fingers close to her mouth. "You need to clean men up after they have thoroughly used you. Lick and eat your own cream." She shivered at that command as it feels really dirty, like a street hooker who had just serviced a man. But... that had an unknowing effect on her too. She opened her mouth and took his fingers in as she licked and clean it off. "Good whore." He started rubbing his crotch and was ready to unbuckle his pants.

Before things get further out of hand, I stepped in to break it off. "Alright, that's more than enough. I shared her with you and you get to have a feel of her intimate parts already. I think we should call it before we all do anything stupid in the public."

He looked around, reluctantly stops his action and agrees with it. He too, is very well aware that he could lose his job again and get into big trouble if he's caught. He expressed his heartfelt thanks for both stopping at the right time and for sharing this wonderful lady with him. He walked away from our table still with obvious arousal, returning back to his duties. Naturally, he was carrying a big wide smile on his face though he likely would've difficulty falling asleep tonight.