Some years ago, my wife and I went to a restaurant in Subiaco for dinner. We were waiting for our table in the restaurant and were sitting in the bar area having a drink. The waiter apologised and told us that it would be another 30 minutes or so. Two men in suits at a nearby table had been looking at my wife's legs and thighs; her dress had ridden up, showing off her stocking tops and bare flesh, and they called to us to join them at their table, as they had only had one course and weren't in any hurry. My wife agreed, and we joined them. They insisted that my wife sit between them, with me opposite her. Their names were Michael and John, both late 40’s (as we were), then they bought us a drink, and a bottle of champagne for the table too! As the meal continued I noticed that they both managed to drop their cutlery a few times and had to bend over to pick it up, looking at my wife's legs, and under her skirt too. I dropped my knife and bent over, and could clearly see her pussy behind her sheer black thong, and John had his hand on her left thigh, a fair way up, stroking her leg. Anne was wearing black, seamed stockings and suspenders with black stiletto-heeled shoes under a nicely fitted green silk dress

As dinner was finishing,  my wife Anne excused herself, and when she came back to the table she undone a couple of the buttons on the front of her dress showing off the top of her breasts. She reached over the table and dropped her thong in front of me, asking me to look after it for her! As she sat down, she lifted the bottom of her dress up, so  that when she sat down, her stocking-topped thighs were on show. She pulled herself closer to the table, and our two hosts, who promptly put one hand each onto her thighs. My wife leaned forward over the table toward me, blew me a kiss and then undid another button on her dress

Michael and John had moved their chairs closer to my wife, openly stroking her thighs, hands under her dress and fingers on her pussy. They insisted on paying the bill, and we all had a final drink before walking out into the car-park with them

We got to their car, and Anne looked at me and said she had to thank them for a nice evening; I agreed and she turned to Michael on her left, stepped up close to him and put her arms around his neck then kissed him. She pressed herself against him and he used his hands to lift the back of her dress up over her thighs, exposing her arse, showing off her arse and straps from the suspenders on show with the stockings. John stepped up from behind them, pressed himself into her, kissed Anne’s neck and put his hands around her breasts. After fondling them, he undid several more buttons, exposing her tits and he pulled her nipples out of the low-cut bra, and began squeezing them. I could see they were already hard, but got even bigger in his hands

Michael and Anne broke their kiss, and he and John turned her between them, then she started to kiss John, with Michael pressing against her. I noticed him fiddling with his trousers, and then I saw him pressing his hard cock into her arse. Anne had undone John’s trousers and I saw she had both hands on his hardening cock, rubbing him whilst he squeezed her tits

I had my trousers undone, and was stroking myself as I watched. Anne stopped kissing John, turned around and pushed Michael back onto the wing of the car, leant over to his cock and flicked her tongue on to the tip, before pulling his foreskin back and going down on him. She pulled her mouth off, told me to sit next to him, then told John (who had the biggest cock of the three of us) to fuck her pussy. I sat next to Michael and before long, my wife’s warm, moist mouth was going down on my cock, then switching to Michael's. John was really pounding into her pussy. She stood up, pulled herself off his wet, sticky cock, before pushing him next to me and telling Michael to fuck her hard, and cum in her pussy! He eagerly did, and was soon thrusting into her, pounding her as his cock went into her pussy deeply

Anne was now struggling to take John in her mouth, but she managed to get most of his cock into her throat, gagging as she did. Michael moaned that he was going to cum, and Anne took her mouth off John’s cock telling him to fill her pussy, so he did. She then took me in her mouth, before pulling off me and telling John to stretch her pussy and fill her up too. He did. Her mouth was clamped on my cock and she was moaning loudly as he thrust into her several times. I started to cum in Anne’s mouth too, and she swallowed my cum. She then got Michael and John back in front of her, and used her mouth to clean their cocks too

She then pulled her skirt down, fastened a few buttons – not all – and then gave them both a final kiss before we left. We fucked again a short while later at home, Anne was lovely and sticky, so were her thighs, with the cum from Michael and John coating them, and her pussy was swollen and sticky too. That was a great night, thanks guys