Unexpected Cuckold

It started the year we celebrated twenty years of marriage. Leigh and I loved each other very much, but our sex life had gotten all but nonexistent. We would have boring sex on birthdays and that was about it. We came up with the idea of role playing and it seemed simple enough. We would go seperately to a bar, mingle a little and then 'meet' as strangers. Then we would have dirty sex in the hotel room upstairs.

At least that was the plan.

Leigh drove and I took a cab. I ended up stuck in traffic and was nearly an hour late getting to the bar. I expected to find her in a booth, angry and ready to leave. Instead, she was on the dance floor dancing her ass off.

I got a beer and sat down to watch. I'd never seen Leigh move like that, and it took my breath away. Her partner was all over her, grabbing her ass, squeezing her boobs and kissing her neck. I guess I should have tried to cut in, but I couldn't. My cock was swelling and I couldn't take my eyes off of them.

Her choice in dance partners blew my mind.