Around 4.00pm the bus was due to arrive for pick up. While I was waiting, I decided to text my wife Jacqueline to let her know I was on my way home. She hadn’t responded, probably having a wine or two with one of her friends. The bus had arrived, surprisingly on time. I had boarded the bus, and my designated seat was next to a man about the same age as myself, and for a male I had found him quite attractive. I’d put my travelling bag in the rack above our seat and sat myself down, introduced myself to the man I would have to spend the bus trip sitting next to.
“Hi, I’m Bob,” I said as I reached my hand out towards him.
“Hello Bob, I’m Daniel,” he replied, taking my hand giving it a firm shake.
For the first hour of our trip, Daniel and I slept. I’d woken, and he was leaning on my shoulder with one hand on my thigh. I gave him a nudge and he bolted upright, apologising for falling asleep on me. I had a laugh, thinking it was quite funny, and Daniel could see the funny side as well; he joined in with a bit of giggle.
A few minutes later my phone rang, it was my loving wife Jacqueline. Whenever she’d call, a picture appeared on my screen of her in a very saucy black night gown, and it was very transparent, giving a glimpse of her nipples, and if you looked hard enough you could see the outline of her bald pussy.
“Hi, honey,” I answered into the phone.
“Hello, cutie, how’s the bus trip going?” she asked.
“Yeah, all good,” I replied. “You didn’t answer my text earlier.”
“Sorry about that. I’ve been at Jo’s. She is having a few problems with her boyfriend, and we are having a couple of glasses of wine,” Jacqueline replied.
“That’s okay my love,” I answered. “It’s a good thing she has a wonderful friend like you to talk to.”
“You’re such a sweetheart, love you so much,” she said, with such sincerity in her voice. “Hope you don’t mind; I’m going to stay awhile, so I probably won’t be home when you get there."
“That’s fine, gorgeous. Love you, and I will see you when you get home.” I replied
“Love you too, bye.” She said before hanging up.
Daniel looked at me with a grin on his face and said to me, “Such a loving couple. It’s so good to see. And I have to say, if that’s her picture on your phone, she is definitely one hot woman."
I would have to agree with Daniel, she is definitely hot. It always turned me on when men looked at my wife, either her being in my company, or them looking at photos of her on the internet. I had decided to play a little game with Daniel and see how far he would go.
“Would you like to see more photos of my wife?” I asked him.
“Are you sure? Would she mind?” he questioned.
“Not at all, Daniel. If anything, it turns her on knowing other men appreciate her body.” I reassured him.
I set up the gallery on my phone and handed it to Daniel, very well knowing I would enjoy seeing his response to the pictures. The further he went through my gallery, the raunchier the photos were going to get.
“Wow, Bob, she is hot! Is that two men with her in this shot?” he asked, as he faced the screen towards me.
“It is,” I answered, “Take a look at the next one.”
I watched his draw drop as the next picture appeared on the screen, and only then I noticed he was wearing tracksuit pants, and they weren’t doing a good job at hiding the huge bulge my wife’s photos seemed to be giving him.
“Fuck, Bob, she’s wanking and sucking on three cocks!” Daniel said, very excitedly.
Now I was very lucky, as there weren’t too many people on the bus, and no one was sitting in the seats around us. I leaned over so I could see the screen as well, placing my hand on his thigh, very close to the bulge in his pants. Daniel hadn’t even flinched, so I continued to move my hand until I could feel his thick cock through the fabric. Without taking his eyes off my wife’s pictures, he let out a low moan.
“Mmmm, Bob, your wife is so fucking hot. I can’t help myself," Daniel said. “I would have to say I would really love to fuck her, if I had half the chance.”
I then slid my hand in to his pants, grabbed his thick hard cock and started stroking it. I ran my fingers over his knob, gathering his pre-cum to help lubricate his harden shaft.
“Alright Daniel, if you want to fuck my wife, I’m going to want to fuck you.” I whispered, just loud enough for him to hear me. “My stop's in about ten minutes, you’re more than welcome to come back to my place if you like?”
The whole time Daniels eyes hadn’t left my phone screen, and I could feel his cock pulsating in my hand as I jerked him off. Daniel looked at me with lust in his eyes, “I’m going to cum. If you take me in your mouth, uh, uh, uh, I’ll go back to your place.”
I pulled down his pants enough for his big hard cock to stand upright. I had taken his throbbing knob in to my mouth while still jacking him off. I made it in time as he erupted, and I felt his warm juices hit the insides of my mouth. As I sat up and Daniel casually put his spent cock away, he asked me, “Are you gay?”
I looked at him and smiled, “No Daniel, like my wife, I’m bi. We enjoy both sexes; it’s a lot more fun that way.”
He smiled back at me. “I’ll go with that. Somehow, I just let you suck my cock, swallow my cum, and I’ve now agreed to go back to your place to fuck your wife on the condition I let you fuck me. I should let you know… I’ve never been with a man before.”
“You’ll be fine, Daniel. At any time you feel uncomfortable, let me know and we will stop.” I assured him.
In less than the 10 minutes after I had invited Daniel back to my place, the bus had arrived at my stop. I then stood up and grabbed my bags from the overhead luggage department. As I walked down the aisle, I turned around to find Daniel was following me. At the time, I was thinking maybe I should call or text Jacqueline, and let her know we have a visitor, or maybe not. I have always loved surprising her.
We had walked the couple of kilometres back to my place. When we both entered my home it was very dark, Jacqueline obviously hadn’t arrived home yet.
“Would you like a drink?” I asked Daniel, as I could see he was a little nervous. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. There’s no pressure. I want you to feel comfortable with this.”
“I would love a drink, and I’ll be fine. I am a little nervous, but you and your wife have gotten me so fucking horny. Think I would almost do anything to be able to fuck her,” he answered.