Like so many other couples we had talked about our fantasies with each other many times.

The fact that we could share fantasies was great. However we were never sure if we would ever take advantage of a sexual opportunity. We had only played once before and thought that might not ever be repeated.

Until one night in Paris. I had been working on a special project for my company and it was my last night at work before a four day weekend. My wife had flown in the day before and we were planning a romantic dinner and evening out in Paris. Just as I was leaving the office my boss and the CFO came to me and said they wanted to take my wife and I out to dinner as a special thank you for everything I had done. My boss is a great lady but it was to be romantic evening and she didnt fit into our plans and how romantic could it be with the chief bean counter going with us. With the taxi rolling up to the office to take us back to our hotel there was no time to call and warn my lady.

When we reached the hotel my wife was already to go and sitting in the lobby bar in a beautiful LBD. Thin spaghetti straps let her shoulders be as bare as possible and the plunging neck line was such a tease because every time she moved you could see the complete profile of her breast but not enough to see her nipple or areola. Before I could explain what was going on my boss was talking to my wife and telling her she wanted to take us both out as a thank you for all the time I had spent working. My wife lives in the corporate world herself and she never missed a beat she acted like this was our original plan and she would be so pleased to go to a business dinner. When we arrived at our quaint little French restaurant it was a romantic spot and came with good looking young stud of a waiters soft placeistant for our table. Once my wife was seated it was clear to see right down her dress while standing above her.

From the angle it wasnt a profile it was a clear view of every bit of her charming breast.

I guess this is as good a time as any to explain what my wife looks like.

She stands five foot eight and weighs 119lbs. Not 120 but 119 and married men know what I am talking about. Her face is stunning and just because of her facial beauty people will stare at her.

The breast I have mentioned before are maybe her best feature.

On her long thin frame her 36Ds seem even larger. Her areola's looks like that they were drawn on with a compass and those circles are perfect. Her nipples are usually standing out and if she is turned on or excited in any way they strain to break free from her body.

She has a great round butt I am the only one that has been inside it and those long legs go on forever.

They look great when they are sans hose but when she slips on the stockings and heels you break down and drool. So here we are enjoying a great dinner fun chatter and the young stud can not take his eyes off of my wife and her tits. My wife is having a hard time take her eyes off of him.

I must admit the service was excellent and we never waited or even had to ask for a thing he was always table side looking right down her dress. The longer dinner went the harder her nipples became and I knew she was excited because they were jutting out against her LBD as far as I had ever seen them strain for expansion. Later in the dinner the waiter stopped looking at her breast and started looking into her eyes and she his. She leaned over to me when she had the chance and said you know that fantasy you always talk about of sharing me with a stranger. If you are okay with it tonight can be the night I want to take him back to the hotel with us.

I smiled and told her I was all about it and reminded her we had to be discreet. She smiled and told me to follow her lead and when she excused herself join her after brief lapse in time. Shortly after that she said she had something in her eye and ask to please be excused. She turned to me and added honey if I am not right back come, help me.

Along with this act came a tear running down her cheek.

Nice act I thought and told her I would be right there. She left and my boss was asking if she was okay and went on to say she was so sorry that she had been so insensitive to the fact we were looking forward to a romantic evening by ourselves and she had us out to a company dinner. I reassured her it wasnt a problem but did want to check on Steph.

Telling her sometimes it was a contact problem and might take us a couple of minutes but not to worry.

I had seen her turn down the hallway to the restrooms with boy toy right behind her. My heart was pounding and was wondering what she was up to. When I turned down the hallway no one was there.

I checked the mens room empty and was just getting my nerve up to check the womans room when I saw the stairwell door.

Rushing to the door I could hear faint sounds behind it and as I pushed it open I found out my wife had already altered one of our fantasy rules.

We had in the fantasy world agreed to never do anything without our partner being right there.

Patrick was a fast worker and it was good thing because we didnt have much time.

Her shoulder strap was pulled off of her shoulder and one perfect tit totally exposed and he was pinching her nipple. His length was already pull out and hanging free. You might imagine his surprise when I stepped in the stair well and he tried to start putting things away as fast as he had gotten them out. The language barrier was no problem as I stepped behind my wife and slide the other strap down exposing both tits to our young man. Squeezing her breast from behind and giving him a nod was all it took for him to place his mouth on her nipple kissing, toying and sucking like he knew we had to rush. His length still was swinging free and semi hard. I nudged my wifes arm toward his length.

She reached out for it and found something she had never seen before. He was well hung and uncut. She gasped and softly said oh my god. While pushing the foreskin back she dropped to her knees and took his stiffening length into her mouth. It was like she hadnt had anything to eat yet. She bobbed up and down on his tool so fast her long hair was flying back and forth. I was watching my wife fingering his balls sucking his length with wanton abandon and knew we could get caught any second. I motioned for her to stop we had to get back to the table. She looked at me as she stood up and said I want him to play me! Later honey later he will. I wiped the string of precum hanging from her lips and said we have to get back you know that and you go first. Pulling her top back up and then bending her over to give a show as she straitened her stockings running her hands all the way up her legs so the dress rode up as she did and he got to see her stocking tops, garter clips and bare flesh.

Our poor dazed and confused waiter wasnt sure what happened and was trying to put his oversized stiff length away while I took out a business card and wrote our hotel name address and room number on it. Pointing at my watch we agreed on a time for him to come to our room. Once back at our table time could not move fast enough and yet rushing would do us no good as we had to wait until our soon to be play toy could get off so to speak. As the restaurant closed we tried to conceal our desire to rush back to the hotel. Our guy smiled and nodded as to say I will be right over and over he was!