Picking Up My Wife

“It would be fun,” my wife Linda said. I thought about for a minute, then a minute more.

“Don’t be an old fuddy-duddy,” she coaxed.

My wife and I have been married for 20 years; like many couples we have had our ups and downs but through it all we have always been faithful. Now that our kids our grown we have been experimenting and trying to invigorate our sex life.

We've tried new positions, lingerie, and toys and even talked about including another man or woman to play with. This evening we decided to try something new, role playing. Linda and I were both going to dress up for a night out on the town. She would go out to a bar and I would come there later and pretend to pick her up. We had never tried anything like this before but it was worth a try.

Linda was supposed to arrive at the bar around 9:00 and I was would arrive about 15 minutes later. The idea is simple, we see each other across the bar and I buy her a drink. I then approach and we have small talk. Eventually I ask her back to my hotel room and we leave together. We are then off for a one night stand with each other.

I arrived at the bar a couple of minutes early, eager to get the evening started. I approached the bar and ordered drink, then scanned the bar to see if Linda had already arrived. The bar was packed this night and I didn’t see her anywhere. There was a blonde woman at the end of the bar with her back to me and, when she turned I realized the woman was none other than Linda. My lifelong brunette wife had her dyed blonde for the occasion. She was dressed in a low cut, high on the thigh black dress that emphasized her ample breasts. She looked sexy as hell.

I watched her from a distance for a couple of moments. I was just about to send a drink her way when I noticed a man approach her at the bar. He ordered a drink for himself and turned to Linda and spoke a few words. Soon the bartender placed a drink in front of her. She laughed as she chatted him up and I noticed every few seconds or so he would very casually let his hand brush across her back or arm. I sat there speechless, waiting for Linda to look my way. She didn't and kept up a rapid conversation with her new-found friend.

Soon a second man joined them; he was obviously friends with the other man since they clearly knew other. That was when it dawned on me. Both of the men were black. An interracial fling was something Linda and I had never discussed.

That's when I noticed the first man was rubbing her leg and back. The second man apparently asked her to dance because she got up from the barstool and went to the dance floor. They danced to a slow song and I noticed she was dancing really, really close with him. As they were dancing she pushed herself back from him and looked down. She laughed and said something and went back to the table. I noticed the second man had a massive hard on and was following her back to the table. The three of them talked a little and had another drink.

I watched as she took her phone from her purse and dialed. My phone rang instantly. She said she was having a wonderful time and wanted to go back to their place and have a couple more drinks before she came home. She asked if I minded but I wanted to know what was going on before saying yes or no. She said nothing, and laughed.