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About a month or so ago my husband and I were sitting at the dinner table having a discussion about ways to add some more excitement into our sex lives. Things had gotten a bit stale over time and he wanted to spice things up a bit. He began discussing different ideas as well as fantasies. After talking about a few things he brought up an idea of having me dress sexy and we would head to a bar outside of town and he would get a table at the back of the bar and watch while I went and hung out at the bar by myself and had guys hit on me. I immediately shot down his idea and told him that there was no chance I would ever try anything like that. It wasn't something that interested me. He seemed a bit disappointed and begged me to at least think about it. After several minutes I caved and told him that I would consider it. He got excited but I told him not to get his hopes up. We eventually finished up our dinner and went about our night. Over the course of the next few weeks the topic of excitement in the bedroom would come up and of course my husband would always talk about his fantasy. I couldn't understand how me getting hit on at the bar would excite him. He pestered me about the fantasy to the point where one night I got fed with his begging that I finally gave in and said I would do it. I don't know why I did, but I finally agreed to his stupid fantasy. He was very excited and couldn't wait for us to do it. I told him to calm down because if I didn't feel comfortable while at the bar that I would end the night myself. He agreed with me and told me that all I have to do was hang out at the bar and see how many guys would hit on me and buy me drinks. I could take the flirting as far as I wanted and then when I ...

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