At the pub-1

“Well yes Ok then “ Linda replied cheerily.
Bob slid his hand onto her knee, I saw her reaction at his touch, he stroked her knee slowly and gently, I watched as he fondled my wife in front of me unable to resist this wave of pleasure that flowed through me now and no doubt through Linda too.
She reached for her drink and took another sip, as if it was normal we carried on chatting Bob’s hand still on her knee. He looked over at me again and smiled.
I went to the bar for a refill and on my return I saw Bob was closer still to my wife, his hand still on her thigh and her face even more flushed. As I sat again his hand slid under her skirt up towards her pussy, she wriggled as he fondled the top of her stockings. As I moved to protest Linda wriggled her skirt higher now her panties were exposed to him too, it was plain she wanted more now the drink had really done its work.

“Oh my Linda that does look gorgeous, yes very sexy indeed, you will have me very hard if you keep flashing your undies at me like this”
His hand still resting no more than 3 inches from her pussy, I am sure he could feel the heat from it.
“ You like watching Mike?”
“ Yes” I spluttered.
“That’s Ok if Linda doesn’t mind then neither do I”