I told Ryan goodbye and ran out to my car so I could get to the restaurant to meet my husband. I was already 20 minutes late and honestly did feel bad about making him wait.
When I arrived, the lot was full, so I had to park at the back of the lot. At a brisk walk to the front door I could tell that my boobs were bouncing all over the place. I got inside and found Brian already at a table and had a drink.
As soon as I took of my coat off, he noticed that I didn't have a bra on. He asked me if I went all day like that and it kind of caught me off guard. I looked at him and said, "No". I told him that I took it off when I left work. I asked him if he liked it, and he replied that he did. Thats when he told me that he could see my nipples. I said yeah, it's kind of cold out so I'm not surprised. He said that wasn't what he meant. He said that with the light hanging right above our table he could see my nipples through my shirt.
Just then the waiter showed up to take our order.
After taking our order, I asked Brian if he thought the waiter could see me? He replied that anyone passing the table could if they looked at me. I asked if he liked that, and he said that he did. I unbuttoned another button just like I had for Ryan, and he smiled at me.
I excused myself from the table and ran to the bathroom. I had needed to go since work but was in a hurry. I hadn't even cleaned up at all since Ryan fucked me.
I wasn't sure how to tell Brian yet, but I knew that I had too.
As I sat and pee'd I noticed that the inside of my jeans were covered in Ryan's cum that had leaked out of me. There was so much that you could even see a wet spot on the outside of my jeans.
My whole life had been turned upside down today. What I didn't count on was how much I liked it. When I went back to the table, I left the zipper on my jeans undone, I had an idea.
When I got back to the table I asked my husband if he thought the waiter liked seeing my boobs. He said he didn't know, but maybe. He asked me if I liked the waiter seeing them. I told him the waiter was too old. Brian laughed.
I then told Brian, "You know if I decide to fuck anyone, he is going to young, don't you know?". He kind of laughed and said, "I assumed so."
"Is that ok with you?", I asked.
"I want you to have whoever makes you happy", he said.
"You sure?", I replied.
He said, "Yes".
The table that we were at had a tablecloth that covered pretty low below table level. I grabbed Brians hand, took his finger, slid it between my legs and into me.
He looked up at me and said, "You're really wet".
I replied, "Thats not from just me".