Voyeur Hubby
GBNA73@aol.com
Casino Night
casinoni.txt
Straight
MF, oral, voyeur, IR, mature/young

It was our anniversary, and my wife was feeling a bit guilty as I had sent her a
dozen roses, and she had not gotten anything for me. It was no big deal as we
had agreed to skip gifts this year and just go out to dinner, but I had decided
that I should send something in addition to going out.

When I got home that evening, she asked me where we were going to go for dinner.
I thought the local casino might be nice, they had a nice restaurant, and we
could stop by the slot machines before heading home. She thanked me for the
flowers, and asked if there was anything I wanted for our anniversary . . . she
said she felt bad, and wanted to get something for me too. I'm not sure if this
was a hint toward what I finally asked for, but I think it may have been,
because she gave in all too easily.

It had only been a few months since her high school reunion. I had gone with
her, and heard some things that quite frankly bugged me and excited me all at
the same time. It seems that my now somewhat concervative wife had been a bit of
a tease in high school. All night long I had to listen to various stories of her
riding in cars and flashing her tits at groups of guys, or how her top would
sometimes fall off when water skiing, or how she loved to keep her blouses
unbuttoned to the middle of her chest, at times going braless under a sheer
white blouse. True, none of her old friends described her as slutty, she didn't
sleep around, but according to them, she did like to tease.

For several weeks after that I had kept on her about wearing something skimpy
when she went out with me. After all I would tell her, she did it for other
guys, why shouldn't I get the same treatment. Her consistent response was that
married women didn't do that sort of thing, and that everyone did it in the 70s.
And even though she had refused to accommodate my requests on many occaissions,
I couldn't help think that maybe this was my chance.

She asked me one more time if there was anything she could get me for our
anniversary. I worked up my nerve, and told her that it would be more than
enough for her to simply go braless to the casino that night. She didn't say
anyting at first, then asked me if that was what I really wanted. I told her it
was and she agreed to do it, but only this once.

She had already dressed for the evening, sweater and blouse with dress jeans, so
she took off the sweater and blouse, then removed her bra and said "there's the
proof." Then she put the blouse on again, and started to put the sweater on over
it. I told her to stop, that the sweater over the blouse defeated the purpose.
She looked at me, then turned to the mirror and told me that you could see right
through the white blouse and asked if that was what I wanted. I told her yes,
and she said she'd wear just the blouse, but she'd keep her coat on at the
casino until we were certain there was no one there we knew. If there was, she
would just keep her coat on all night. I agreed, and we went down to the car and
on our way.

We got to the casino and saw that it was a slow night (middle of the week, in
winter, just before New Year's Eve). I could tell that she was getting nervous
because it was pretty obvious that the chances of seeing anyone we knew were
slim and none.

We got inside and strolled through the casino on our way to the restaurant. No
sign of anyone we knew. Once at the restaurant, we could see it was all
strangers as well. As we sat down at the table, she looked at me and said, "OK,
here goes," then took off her coat and set it on the back of her chair. She
asked if it was very obvious, and I told her that you had to get pretty close to
see anything, but you could tell from a distance that she was braless (my wife
doesn't have large tits, but they are well formed, not too firm, and not too
saggy).

What was obvious was the extra attention we received from the male wait staff,
and the repeated looks we were getting from the male customers in the place. I
ordered plenty of wine to help her feel more at ease, and as the evening went
on, and the wine flowed, she began to relax with the whole issue.

After dinner, we decided to play some slots before heading home. I was surprised
to see that she didn't put her coat on, and even checked it at the casino
entrance, telling me, "happy anniversary" as she handed her coat to the
attendant. The casino was much cooler than the restaurant, and her hard nipples
shown easily through the thin white blouse. Then she asked if there was anything
else that might turn me on for the night. I jokingly told her that the only
thing left would be for her to actually take her top off for some other guy. I
knew she must have had a bit too much to drink because she whispered to me that
she may as well be topless now, and taking her blouse off for someone wouldn't
be much of a jump.

We wandered around a bit and played a few machines. We both could tell that her
thin blouse and braless condition was drawing quite a bit of attention from the
men in close proximity. As we played, she continued to have a few glasses of
wine, and by now was really trashed. We eventually ran out of our alloted amount
of cash for the slots, and decided it was time to head home.

I told her to wait at the check out counter, and I would bring the car around to
pick her up. She said she would get her coat, and wait for me to drive up.

When I got back with the car, she wasn't at the entrance. I waited for about a
minute, and was going to valet and go inside to see where she was, when she
showed up. She came out to the car (still without her coat), and told me she had
gotten me another gift, and that I had to come in to help her with it. I asked
the valet if I could leave the car there for a bit, and as they weren't busy he
said sure, so I locked it up and went back in with her.

Once we were back inside, I started for the gift shop, assuming she'd bought
something for me there to pick up. She asked where I was going, and told me to
follow her. I said sure, and followed her back to the coat check area. I thought
we were going to pick up her coat, then go get the gift. She walked up to the
young black man who was behind the counter and told him she didn't have her
ticket, but if he would let her in the check room, she could easily ID her coat.
He remembered her checking it in, and said that would be no problem. She told me
to wait and that she would be right back with the coat.

She went into the coat room with the attendant, but didn't come back out right
away. I just assumed they were having trouble finding the coat. Then I heard her
call to me, "honey, can you come in hear, I can't find my coat." I was sure she
was just so drunk that she didn't remember what coat she had worn. So, I lifted
the small gate and went behind the counter and back into the coat room. Sure
enough, there she was, standing there looking at the coats with the young black
man. When I got inside I asked her what was up, and why didn't she have her
coat. She said, "honey, this young man has agreed to help me with your gift." I
wasn't sure what she meant, but as she finished saying it, she turned toward the
guy and started to unbutton her blouse! As she got nearly to the end she said,
"you did want me to be topless in front of another guy, right?" And as I stood
there speechles, she finished unbuttoning her blouse. It was now completely open
in the front, but still covering her tits. As she held the ends of her blouse
down, she said, "well, you did say you wanted to see me topless in front of
another guy, right?" I managed to mumble out a yes, and as I did, she opened the
blouse, pulled it back from her shoulders and dropped it to the floor. There she
stood, completely topless in front of the coat check guy, her back to me. Then
the guy spoke up and said, "hey, man. The lady said it was cool with you, that
it was your anniversary gift."

A flury of emotion went through me all at once. Part of me wanted to really be
pissed off, but the other part was getting really excited by all of it. In a
sudden attempt to satisy both sides (to both piss her off, and get more excited)
I looked over at the young black guy and told him to touch them. My wife gave me
a quick, stern glance, then walked over to the guy and said, "do what the man
says."

It didn't take long for him to react and his hands were all over her tits. I
think partyly because she liked what was happening, and partly because she
wanted to get even with me, she grabbed him by his head and told him to kiss her
nipples. He didn't have to be asked twice, and immediately started to kiss her
tits and suck on her hard nipples.

I could tell he was pretty excited too by the large buldge in his pants. I
quickly walked over to the closet door, put the closed sign on the outside, then
shut it and locked it from the inside. I walked over to my wife and told her
thanks. She whispered to me if I was OK, and I said yes. Then I told her that
she may as well give this guy a little enjoyment too. As he continued to lick
her tits, she asked what I meant. And I told her to just go with it. Then I
tapped him on the shoulder and said, look, what about showing her your cock?"
Without even hesitating, he unbuckled his belt, dropped his pants and pulled out
his cock. "My God, it's huge," my wife blurted out without thinking. For a few
seconds they both just stood there, then my wife looked at me and asked if she
should touch it. I told her to go for it, and she quickly grabbed his now very
ecrect cock and began to jack him off. He started sucking on her nipples again
as she continued to jerk his huge dick.

I watched them do this for a while, then asked her if she would suck him off.
She didn't even reply. She just got on her knees and plunged her lips around his
hard black rod. Her head bobbed back and forth as she worked his shaft for all
it was worth. I knew at this point that she would pretty much do anything, and
thought it may as well go all the way. I walked over to her and pulled her away
from his cock, then stood her up, undid her pants, and slide them to the floor.
She stood there in just her panties. I told her to slip them off and lay back
down on the floor. She looked me straight in the eyes as she slid her panties
off over her legs and feet, then kicked them out of the way. I told her do lie
down, and she knelt on the floor, then laid back on her back. "Now spread your
legs" I said. She spread her legs wide open, knowing what was next. "Eat her
out," I told the young black guy. He was on her in a flash, his head striaght
between her legs, his mouth deep into her hairy bush. I watched for a minute or
so as he licked my wife's pussy, until it was dripping with her juices and his
spit. "Now fuck her," I told him. He quickly rose to his knees, grabbed his hard
black pecker, and put it against her pussy lips. Her pussy was well lubricated
at this point, but he was much larger than me, and couldn't get it in at first.
As he pressed his cock against her wet hole, she pulled her legs up and back to
help him gain entrance and his big penis slowly went in. He worked his huge cock
all the way in, then began to work it in and out, slowly at first, then picked
up speed as he went.

In just a few seconds, he was pumping her hard and fast. I watched as she
entered one long and coninuous orgasm. She was now so wet you could hear the
slurping of his dick as he rammed it in and out of her. I knew her pussy would
never be the same after the pounding it was taking from this huge cock, but it
was thrilling watching him shove it in and out of her. Just then he looked up at
me and asked me where he should shoot his load. She looked up too when he said
that, and I told her it was up to her. She looked him straight in the eye and
surprised us both by saying, "start in my pussy, then pull out and finish in my
mouth." His eyes got huge, then he thrust deep into her and grunted, suddently
pulling out of her pussy, sperm flying from his penis as he grabbed it and moved
to her mouth. He was shooting sperm all over her as he moved, and was trying to
pinch off his cock to stop until he got it in her mouth. He got it near her face
and he released it as she took it in her mouth, violently blowing his load onto
her face as it entered her mouth. He must have still had plenty left, though,
because even as she swallowed huge loads of sperm, much of it was draining out
through her lips over his long shaft.

He finished cumming in her mouth, then slide back and gave her a passionate
kiss, licking his own sperm from her face, then her tits. He then got up off of
her, and they both got dressed as I went out to start the car. She wasn't too
far behind me, and quickly got in the car and said let's go home now . . . we've
both had our gifts.

By the time we got home it looked like she had wet her pants from all of the
sperm that had drained from her pussy.

We never spoke of the incident again.