It's a sexy fantasy

"Rachel, It's a sexy fantasy. You're a stunning lady and any guy would love to be teased by you and to see you naked. I just don't think Helen and I have that sort of relationship. We're happily married and despite what you may have heard about the other night we are great in the sack together" That last bit is not totally true, it has been pretty drab in the sack recently but I am not sharing that.

"Stop deflecting. I'm not talking about Helen I'm talking about whether you would want me to tease and turn you on for a night whilst you watch your wife flirt with another guy?"

Warning bells! The penny drops and I turn round on the stool looking for Helen. She's easy to spot due to the red dress. She is in the corner opposite with a bald, muscular guy in a flash suit. Even I can see from a distance he is both good looking and big enough to swat me like a fly. I stare... shocked.

My brain is trying to process what I am seeing. They are stood close. She is leaning into him, head angled back to look up at his face. His hand is resting on her butt, possessively. They are talking... intimately. My blood pressure starts to rise. Instinctively, I start to rise... Rachel's hand, which has remained on my thigh, slides up and grabs my crotch. Not hard, but possessively. "Wait!"

I pause. Mistake. "A gentle squeeze, one gentle stroke" I am partially subdued and instinctively sink back into the stool. I've lost momentum and for a second sit there confused.

Because the bar is so crowded the closeness of the bodies stop anyone seeing the hand on my crotch.

I realise my cock is hard, in Rachel's hand. "There, there, cucky. She's just flirting. Just sit and watch and understand your feelings. You can stop her at any time"

"For now, its sexy to watch with me. I will make it an amazing experience for you. You may like it."

I am going nowhere. If there was any doubt before, I am now rock hard. I am confused, horny and hell, and I can have a cheap thrill and then stop this, can't I?

We sit and watch. He is stroking my wife's arse. "She seems to be enjoying herself, doesn't she" Rachel's hand slowly stroking "Do you think she's getting wet?"

His hand is now dipping lower, I am sure his fingers are occasionally curving underneath to stroke her pussy under her dress. I remember the thinness of the silk and that she has no panties on. "I bet she's wet now. I think she wants to fuck him"

Every time I tense, about to stand up and end this. A squeeze and more erotics words, a nibble of my ear, Rachel leaning in and rubbing her breast against meh shoulder. Eventually, after what seems like a lifetime Helen and the guy walk towards the restaurant entrance. That's it, I am putting an end to this...

"Shhh cucky, I am here to cucky-sit you whilst that stud seduces your wife."

" You are going to you watch... like a good cucky"

"And I might reward you with a cum in your pants, here in front of all these people" The woman in front of me hears and turns round. She looks at me, Rachel, and then down to my cock. She laughs silently, a look of condescension on her face, follows our line of sight to Helen. "Big improvement" is all she says as she adjusts her position slightly to block the view of Rachel's hand on my cock. I just want the floor to swallow up and take me. I know I don't have the will to stop this.