When in Rome 4.7/5 (63)

My favorite sight is to see my hot wife’s hand encircling another man’s cock with her engagement and wedding rings sparkling as she takes him in her mouth, working his shaft. She knows how much I love that sight and looks over at me smiling as I watch the erotic scene. I am the luckiest man in the world to have a wife who let’s me share her with other men.

It all started four years ago when we were on our first European holiday in Rome, a sort of delayed honeymoon a year after we married. On our last day, Judi and I were having lunch in a very nice restaurant just across the square from our hotel. It was a warm May afternoon and we happily drank our wine and enjoyed the Roman scene unfolding around us. As lunch progressed I realized that Judi kept looking over my shoulder and was becoming increasingly distracted. Occasionally she would lower her eyes coyly and smile.

“What’s going on over my shoulder?” I asked. “I can’t believe the cheek of these Italian men! There’s a good-looking guy a few tables away flirting with me! He can see I am with you. He’s shameless”. “Do you think he knows you are married?” “Of course! Look at my rings sparkling in the sun!” “Describe him to me and tell me what he’s doing!” Judi told me he was handsome and very well dressed, drinking a small carafe of white wine. Occasionally he would blow her a kiss or put his fingers to his lips and make a gesture expressing how beautiful she was.

A couple of times he had winked at her. As she was describing all this I could see she was getting flustered and blushing and I began to realize she was enjoying the attention. Suddenly, evil thoughts came into my mind. Another man flirting with Judi was also turning me on. “Why don’t you flirt back and surprise him?” I asked, “He probably gets a kick out of the fact you are married”.

“I couldn’t do that!” exclaimed Judi, surprised but giggling at the idea. “Of course you can. As they say ‘When in Rome’…” Judi thought about it for a few moments and looked away across the square. I thought she was going to change the subject but she surprised me. “What should I do?” she asked simply, looking at me with a naughty twinkle in her eye. “Your dress is very short. Why don’t you open your legs and see if he notices!”

“I can’t believe you want me to flash another man you dirty bastard! I’m your wife!” Exactly, I thought privately to myself. That’s the whole point. I want to show my wife to another guy who I haven’t even seen yet! “Only do it if you want to”, I said nonchalantly. “It’s not a dare”. I knew Judi would take it as a dare! With barely a second of hesitation, Judi changed position on her chair and uncrossed her legs.

Then she slid forwards a little, pushing up her skirt still higher and opened her legs. Finally she flashed a big smile over my shoulder to her admirer and then looked back into my eyes. “Satisfied?” she inquired triumphantly, thinking it was the end of it but I had other ideas. “I’m sure I will be later. Right now I just want to know what happens next!” Judi tried to stare me down and not look over to her Latin beau. I could see she was desperate to gauge his reaction.

I raised an eyebrow questioningly and she flinched, looking back towards him. “If you want to know, he is looking right between my legs and blowing me kisses towards my pussy!” I could feel my cock growing hard. I wanted Judi to go further – much further. “Why don’t you unbutton the top of your sun dress? Let him see a bit more of your amazing breasts!” “He’s going to think I’m trying to seduce him!” I took my chance. “Would you like to?” I asked staring deep into Judi’s eyes.

I could see her hesitating long enough to know she was pondering the implications of my question. She was getting flushed. Soon I had my answer. “It’s getting hot out here”, said Judi, winking at me as she started to unbutton her dress down to the middle of her cleavage. “VERY hot!” I exclaimed. “Is your ‘lover’ watching you?” “He’s NOT my lover and yes, he is watching me!” “Then I’m sure he WANTS to be your lover”.

I goaded. “Maybe not”, said Judi, sounding disappointed. He’s called over the waiter and I think he’s asked for the bill”. “What a shame. I was beginning to get turned on watching you seduce a total stranger”. “You dirty bastard!” We need not have worried about her man going because in a few minutes a bottle of ice-cold white wine arrived and the waited explained. “The gentleman over there says you have a very beautiful wife and he would like to buy you both some wine to help you enjoy Roma”.

He certainly was confident! The waiter poured our wine and I turned to toast him with Judi, raising our glasses in thanks. He put the tips of his fingers to his lips and gestured a kiss. He called out to me, standing and raising his glass. “You have a very sexy wife mister! Be careful or she will want to explore new passions in Rome! I know about these things!” Judi and I sat there a little stunned. The sexual tension was electric.

“What do we do next?” Judi asked. “I hope he doesn’t expect to come over here and join us?” “Would that be a bad thing?” “I’m too embarrassed!” “That’s not what I asked”. “But I’ve been showing myself off to him. If we invite him over we are just encouraging him”. “Encouraging him to do what?” Judi blushed. “To have sex with me, of course. That’s what he wants.” “You really think it would go that far?” I asked, in my heart begging Judi to say yes.

“If I let him.” “I don’t mind if you let it happen.” Judi looked at me quizzically, trying to work out how I really felt. I took her hand and pulled it to the raging hard-on in my pants. She let out a little gasp when she realized that I wanted her to go ahead. “I mean it. I don’t mind. In fact, I would like you to have an Italian lover!” “Oh my god, this is all happening too fast and I am getting so horny!” she confessed. “So is that a yes?”

There was a long pause. “Yes. Invite him over. I’m going to the restroom to get my head straight. If I sit in this seat when I come back it means I am willing to try it. If I sit in another place, then you have to help me get out of here because I’m not going to let it happen. OK? You agree?” “Yes, of course I agree. It should only happen if you want it!” With that, Judi stood up and started to walk to the restroom.

When she arrived at her admirer she paused to thank him again for his hospitality and he stood up, taking her hand which his kissed and then held onto her arm, caressing it while they spoke briefly. Then she was gone and I called the man over. Marco, as he introduced himself, was warm and gracious as he sat down at our table. Paying Judi and me many compliments and saying how Rome at this time of year always made sexy young women blossom and think of love.

As we waited for Judi to return, Marco asked me directly if I would mind if he made love to my wife. I said I would be perfectly happy if it was what she wanted. I also explained that I wanted to be there to watch and participate, which seemed to please Marco. “Ah so you are a sexy man who wants to see his wife have pleasure with another. For me this is always the most exciting!” I was wondering how many times he had successfully fucked other men’s wives when Judi arrived back.

We both stood to greet her and she hovered there while I introduced her to Marco. He kissed her on both cheeks in the Italian way and graciously pulled out the chair where she had sat before. My heart started pounding. She would have to walk around Marco to get to the other chair – so she was almost trapped. Judi looked at me with a devilish grin. “What the heck! When in Rome…” and she sat down in the ‘yes’ chair.

1 Comment

  • Bennie Honeycutt

    Reply Reply October 3, 2019

    Great story. This would b heaven.

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