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When fantasies coincide. Pt. 11
The fifth year continued.
And so to our holiday in Much Wenlock, just a week this time. We usually take a fortnight's break at this time but, due to the pressure of work this year, I thought it wise to book a single week.
Arriving in Much Wenlock on the Saturday afternoon, we didn't do much that day other than checking out a couple of pubs in the evening.
On Sunday, after a leisurely start to the day, I drove the short distance to the Wenlock Edge car park, and from there we set out for a walk.
John.
We had been walking Wenlock Edge for perhaps forty minutes or so when I told Jan that I needed a pee. We hadn't met many walkers, but I deemed it prudent to disappear into the undergrowth beside the track. Jan, meanwhile, climbed up to sit on top of a wooden gate, a little further along the track. While relieving myself, I heard the murmur of voices and thought it lucky I'd moved into the bushes. Returning to the main track with a greatly relieved bladder, I could still hear the murmur of voices, and on regaining the path, saw a guy talking to Jan. He leaned against the gate, smiling as they chatted amicably. On my approach, Jan introduced me as her husband, the guy exclaiming, "I ought to have known an attractive girl like you wouldn't be alone!"
"I think John has been propositioning me." Jan smiled.
We exchanged looks, and I knew instantly that she fancied the good-looking, slimly-built guy, who wore a skimpy tee shirt displaying bronzed and muscular arms. He was in his late thirties, I guessed, but actually John turned out to be forty-three, probably due to being a fitness fanatic. A regular gym user, John was also a keen runner and walker. He was also a divorcee, the ideal circumstance for a participant in our fun and games.
Looking around to make sure no one else was about, I quickly outlined my predilection for wife-watching to John, the initial look of surprise on his face being replaced by a broad grin as he realised his opportunity.
"If you're offering me sex with your wife while you watch, then you're on, assuming the lady herself is happy with the arrangement."
Saying he knew the very place, John climbed over the gate before assisting Jan over. I duly noted the way he handled my wife's thighs, completely unnecessarily really, while helping her over. I climbed over in turn and hurried after them.
John had his arm around Jan's waist by the time I caught up with them. He led us through some bushes to a grassy knoll, partially encircled and screened by the bushes.
So, once again my wife was about to enjoy outdoor sex, this time with me as an onlooker. A thrilling prospect, augmented perhaps by the possibility of being seen by other people, however slim a chance, which added to the excitement all round. Certainly my wife seemed fired up as she slipped out of her top before turning her back on John and inviting him to remove her bra. He accomplished the task speedily and skilfully before taking her breasts in his hands. I moved along slightly for a better view of John's fingers tweaking and stroking my wife's nipples. Despite my interest in what he was doing, I didn't miss the eager way she was undoing John's trousers. By the time he sucked a nipple into his mouth, my wife had pushed John's trousers and underpants down sufficiently to take his erect penis in her hand. I was moving around them restlessly, I suppose, in my eagerness not to miss anything.
However, when my wife dropped to her knees and took the tip of his penis between her lips, I concentrated my attention there. John was crooning happily as she worked on his penis with her tongue but then gasped loudly when she turned her attention to his balls.
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