Well, carrying on, my wife reluctantly (or at least seemingly so), we left the ‘sex theatre’ to the manager’s office. Frankly I thought he’d dismiss us—-& yes, he did, but in a positive manner! When I told him we’d like to meet the last performer, he said ‘Twas nothing to do with him, as Ruudi was self employed as such, NOT an employee, & that he was next door!
Nervously we went next door, where the stud was in a dressing gown sipping coffee. We introduced ourselves, & then I asked if we could get to know him better; or something stupid like that, telling him we’d pay him! No fool he, & smilingly, & looking at my very attractive wife with unabashed glint in his blue eyes, asked, “Would you like me to have sex with your lovely wife?”.
Wow, I thought, this was easy. Again I offered to pay, but he dismissed the idea, saying he did not charge beautiful young ladies. Later my missus told me she was charmed—-not only had he not used the ‘F’ word, but he’d complimented her, not once, but twice, calling her both ‘lovely’ & ‘beautiful’!
We discussed details, & all was set for the next day. He knew our hotel, & told us there was a great cheap Indonesian cafe very near, & that we meet there—-not having had an Indonesian meal (Indonesia was a Dutch colony), this alone would be another ‘to do’ tourist thing. Before we left, I shook his hand, but he, the gallant guy that he was, took my wife in his arms, & began tonguing her mouth. My wife responded in kind, as I saw her putting her tongue into the guys mouth. Jealous? But of course, though an erection ensued!
Back at the hotel, I asked her about that kiss, & she was delighted, as a pre cursor to what was to come! She asked me if I was excited—-I admitted I was, & she asked me to prove it. Withdrawing my erect cock, I openly masturbated before her, with her taunting me, calling me a cuckold, & addressing ‘lover to be’ as ‘the perfect man’
So next day we met up at the cafe as planned. Not just stunning looking (& a great sex performer!), he was so so charming. We asked him if he’d had other ‘offers’ like the one we’d made, & he said 3; a Chinese couple, an Arabic couple, & an American one. The first 2 very attractive ladies. What intrigued him was that the Arabic lady, in her native land, would wear a burqa, but that she ‘fucked like a whore’ (his words).
Naturally as the 2 Asian based ladies were very attractive, he did not charge them a penny—-but the American was fat, & quite plain looking—-her husband WAS charged, but fortunately, laughingly he mentioned that she liked it up her back passage, & which was great, as it meant he didn’t have to see her face! The way he narrated this was great ie hardly any crudeness or vulgarity.
My missus was taken with him in more ways than one, & whispered to me, “He’s so so lovely!”. I knew then that as an impending cuckold, I’d lost my wife to this stud! He told us he was a qualified botanist, having a good job in the Dutch flower (tulips etc) industry & that his ‘stud work’ was only a pleasant diversion. One thing my wife DID tell him was she had loved watching that dusky lady knelt before him, giving his fat cock a gobble, & that was when she came off, masturbating! In fact, my wife was the vulgar one, using truly disgusting language! Mind you, wine too was to blame, plus of course this ‘perfect man’ made her quite shameless.
After a great & cheap meal (which we paid for—-the least we could do), we made our way to our hotel. They undressed, & he was already hard through anticipation! They went off into a nice long slow French kiss, their naked bodies enwrapped , their tongues sweetly entwined. I watch from a couple of feet away, feeling myself through my trousers!
Will be continued!
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