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fuck and
make love to you everywhere, Melissa. I want to drive you insane with pleasure
so all you can think about is me.” He warmed her up with his suggestions. He
wanted her to know everything. “I want to fuck you while someone is watching.
Would you like that babe, to have someone watch? Would you like me to watch?”
    Melissa gasped in shock. Bruce could see her body
responding, her nipples were hard pressing against the fabric of her dress, her
lips slightly open, moist and ready, her look wild. He
bet if he was to put his hand between her legs, he’d feel nothing but slick, wet
heat. “Someone watching?” Her whisper
was breathy as she looked at him.
    “Would you like that? To have someone watch as we
pleasured each other, to know
    that if you wanted, he could join in?” Bruce asked.
    “That’s not right,” she said, turning her head away.
    “It is right, Melissa. If it’s what we want, it’s
always right.”
    Bruce’s words penetrated her whole body. Anything they
wanted, anything she wanted, they could have. She moved from the table to
straddle him, rubbing her pussy through the fabric of their clothes against his
hard dick and   he could feel her body humming with desire.   She wanted it.   She was trying not
to let it show but Bruce knew. She wanted it. She was fighting with herself.
    “I want to watch other people.” She stopped.   Heat gathering in her cheeks, Bruce saw the
fear and embarrassment in her eyes.  
    “You want to watch other people what? Say the word’s , sweetheart, feel them. No more hiding,” he soothed,
his arm stroking her back, caressing the tight muscles there until the tension
slowly began to ease from her.
    “I want to watch other people.... fuck.” The last word
left on a sigh. Such a naughty word.
    “That’s right, baby. Fuck.   You want to watch other people fuck.” The
words were intoxicating.
    “Yes, Bruce I do. I want to watch and I want you to
fuck me,” she moaned into his kiss, hot and bruising and everything she wanted.
    “Consider it done.”

Chapter Four
     
    Melissa looked at her husband while he drove through
the city streets. Melissa was excited and nervous. Last night he said he'd take
her to a place that allowed all types of fantasies to take place. They were
headed there now, but could fantasy really work in reality?
    “Stop worrying. Nothing will happen you don’t want
to,” Bruce told her.
    “What about our marriage?” Melissa had heard so many
stories about marriages failing over something like this and she didn’t want
that to happen to them.
    “I love you, Melissa. This is just an extension of my
love for you. Nothing will affect our marriage. If you don’t like it tonight
we’ll leave but at least we’ll know.”
    Melissa was reassured to a certain extent, but she
hoped that he was right.
    “You look sexy as hell,” he complimented.
    Melissa wore a small, tight, black miniskirt that
emphasised her gorgeous, smooth legs and fulsome hips and a corset pushing her
tits up to show their delicious size. The chill from the night air coming
through the partially opened window was perfect.   She wore no panties and she loved
it, the feel of the cool air caressing her wet lips. Melissa was pleased Bruce
convinced her to dress for the occasion.
    “Thank you. You look hot, too.” Bruce wore   casual black
trousers with a white T-shirt and   he was
all muscle, full of masculine appeal.
    “Are you wet for me?”
    “Yes,” she admitted.
    “Open your legs wider.” Melissa opened her legs as far
as the seat would allow, crying out as Bruce leaned over and flicked one finger
between her folds.
    “You're fucking wet.   I can smell you from here. You’ll drive me crazy tonight and you’ll love
it, babe. I can feel it.”
    “What are you doing to me?” she gasped, fisting her
hands into her seat.
    “Playing with my wife,” he replied innocently.
    “Anyone can see,” she moaned as he swirled a finger
around her pulsing clit.