Kathy and JasonUK part 22

Part 22 of our story

August 2009

On Friday morning Thomas called Kathy’s mobile and asked if she was free to go out with him that night. We normally like a bit of notice but having no plans, she agreed. I was out until teatime so it was a surprise when I got home to find my wife getting tarted up for a night with her black boyfriend. She’d left me some dinner in the oven and was putting the last touches to her outfit when I arrived. This consisted of a nice little black miniskirt, heels and a tight long-sleeve top. She was wearing hair down on her shoulders, wedding ring and a small pair of silver earrings.

Thomas arrived about an hour later and I felt like following them. Being ok with this Thomas led the way with Kathy in his car, parking up and making their way towards the Bradshawgate area of Bolton. I waited awhile in my own car, my pulse racing. It was quite busy. After a while I walked the length of the street. There were a lot of under 25’s out. When I got back to my car Kathy sent me a text asking where I was. Telling me the name of the bar they were in I headed over. Luckily there was no queue but the place was quite full. I spotted them right away and got a drink at the bar. Watching in this manner has given me a new feeling of involvement. Kathy had a drink in her hand and was swaying a little to the music, Thomas’s hands locked around her hips. His hand was never far from her ass. After maybe 20 minutes they went across the street to another bar while I walked back towards the car. There I waited an hour or so, stiff as a board with all kinds of things running through my mind. Another txt from the wife said they were heading back and I took one last walk along the street. Thomas’ car was gone when I got back so I waited a while longer and started the drive home.

Taking a longer root I arrived home about 10:30. Thomas’ car was in the drive and the bedroom light was on in the upstairs window. I knew he was giving her a royal seeing too so I stayed in the car a little longer. Sex had just finished when I went in. Both still a little breathless as I went into our bedroom. She wanted him to stay the night and so he did, the spare room all mine as I entertained myself with thoughts of the evening.