Adultery I want to fuck your wife again!!!

[Ibrahim339]

Mark got up immediately saying, “We are coming too…” and laughed. Robert appeared serious and upset about something, but he too got up to get into the pool. I drank my glass of beer and walked with them into the pool. We started to play games in water. With 3 men and 1 female in the pool, the play was different though. My wife was a common target of all 3 men.



Since Shazia was my wife, I did not find myself wrong in holding her or playing with her closely. However, I noticed Robert and Mark liberally touching my wife everywhere while playing. My wife did not seem to mind it now as she seemed to have become comfortable with them. At one point, I saw Mark lift my wife and drop her back into the water. While doing so, I saw him place his hand between her legs on her pussy and then lift her up. My wife appeared innocent and enjoyed playing with them laughing. She also climbed on them and sat on their shoulders with their hands on her thigh. Although I was playing and having fun too, I was also observing their actions. I was waiting for any opportunity to stop them if they go extreme or if I found Shazia expressing any discomfort. In between our games, I also found that Mark and Shazia would have some quiet conversations at which time I noticed their faces were kind of serious. When I asked, Shazia would deny anything and say that she’s fine. Robert and I used to come out of the pool and relax in the recliner for a break, but Mark and Shazia were continually inside water. I found all this puzzling and thought of discussing it with my wife soon and putting some margins in our relationship with them. The rest of the evening until sunset we spent time playing in water.

At around 7 PM, Mark and Robert asked us to join with them for a party at a pub. I was about to deny it but my wife excitedly started discussing with them about which pub to go. They decided to get ready and go to one pub that was nearby. When me and my wife entered our bedroom, I started to look for an opportunity to talk to my wife, but I noticed my wife was in a hurry to get ready. Although I had some concerns, I saw that my wife was in a happy mood. She excitedly showed me a bagful of clothes that Mark had bought for her. I had a conflict in my mind on whether to discuss it or not. Just until a day ago, I was casual about their relationship when Shazia was feeling guilty of her actions. Now, if I say something, it will be against it and Shazia also might consider me overthinking, narrow minded, and unstable. I did not want my wife to feel guilty and go sad at this time when she is actually enjoying herself happily. I chose to at least remain silent for now and wait until we return from the party tonight.

I heard Mark and Robert call out for us from the living room.  My wife was still not yet ready so I went out to the living room and waited for my wife along with them. My wife then came out wearing a pink dress. Mark and Robert immediately said, “wow… you look like a doll…” Mark continued saying, “Thanks for wearing this tonight. I picked this just for you. Where are its feathers?” My wife was blushing at their comments and said, “It’s inside…” Mark insisted, “Go bring it… It is with the dress… You will look prettier holding it…” Shazia laughed and got back into the room. She came out holding 2 long pink feathers in her hands and asked, “Okay now? Shall we go?” I watched my wife walk in between Robert and Mark totally ignoring my presence now. I followed them behind locking the main door.

While we walked through the streets to the pub, I noticed many of them looking at my wife, not only because she was walking with 2 foreigners but also because her dress was quite revealing. Mark seemed to have an interest in her ass and legs. He made sure that the dresses he got for my wife exposed her lower portion well. This off-shoulder western dress was like a frock that ended just on her ass. Her ass looked projected and sexy because of the fluffy pattern, worse with her walking wearing a high-heeled sandals. When we entered the pub, it was around 8 PM and less crowded. Shazia walked in front while Mark and Robert were with me following her. We 3 were silent as we saw Shazia walk sexily in front while choosing a table to sit.





My wife’s skirt moved left and right as her hips swayed when she walked. The pub had a dance floor in the center and a bar counter on either side of it. The bar counters had a long serving table where the bartenders can supply the drinks. There were barstools in a row beside these tables. The tables and sofa seating were a little away on the periphery of the pub. A wooden antique partition was placed separating the seating area from the dance floor and bar counters. We chose to sit in the periphery on a sofa with table since it was quite private. Mark and Shazia went to bring us the drinks. I could see my wife sit on the bar stool when Mark ordered the drinks.



They brought us drinks and we said cheers and started to drink. We ordered dinner and spent time chatting. Things appeared normal now as we all sat together and talked. I also began to feel wrong about myself in that I may have misjudged their relationship with my wife since I noticed them having a very friendly conversation now, nothing about love or sex at all. While drinking, I recalled on how my wife withheld herself from having sex with Mark the previous night. I found my wife trustworthy in that regard and I felt that she knows her limitations well. I felt that I should stop doubting and enjoy the moments with them. Shazia was comfortably sitting cross-legged and looking around at the pub.



The music started to get louder and people were slowly gathering in the floor. It was around 10 PM when Mark invited my wife for a dance. This time, my wife without any hesitation gladly accepted the offer laughing and placing her hand on his. I saw my wife walk closely with Mark as if she was showing everyone that she is with her boyfriend.



Due to the wooden partition in front of our table, I could not see the dance floor completely, but through the gaps of design that was in the partition, I could see that the floor was dark with dim floating lights and few couples were dancing and moving around. After about 15 minutes, Robert asked if I can bring another couple of beers or should he bring it. I let him be there and said that I will get it.  I went to the bar counter to get it. I placed the order and turned around to look at the dance floor. I could not see Mark and my wife. It was difficult to locate them in the group and in the darkness.

Just as I was waiting for the bartender to supply the beer, I overheard 4 college guys talking in Tamil. They were next to me as a group beside the bar counter’s table. Two guys were seated on the barstool while other 2 guys were standing in front them. All four of them were facing the dance floor. The pair that was immediately next to me, I noticed that the guy who was sitting on the barstool was pulling the guy who stood in front of him close to him. He had both his hands on the shoulders of the guy standing in front of him. He was moving his hips as if rubbing his crotch on the front guy’s ass. The front guy said, “Yennada macha” (what dude?) and was laughing. The other 2 guys also noticed it and laughed when this guy says, “Nillidchida macha” (It’s stood up dude). The 3 guys were laughing as this guy continued to hold on to the guy and continue his action of rubbing himself over him. One of the guy asked, “yen da?” (Why dude?), and the guy who was turned on said, “Anga parda macha… andha foreigner koode oru figure dance aaditirkra…” (Look there dude? There is a figure dancing with that foreigner).  As soon as I heard that, my eyes started to search the group more carefully for my wife as I wondered if these guys were talking about my wife. Although I hoped it was not, it turned out to be my wife who they were talking about. I spotted her dancing with Mark.





There were 2 other couples dancing in between where I stood and where they were dancing, which blocked my view partially. I heard a guy ask, “Yengada macha” (where dude?) The first guy in an anger tone, “Anga paringeda… feather pidchitirkra pare…” (Look there dude…she’s holding feathers). This statement confirmed that they were indeed talking about my wife, Shazia.