I confess that I watched my drunk wife being fingered in a taxi after her Xmas party.
My wife got a new job a few years ago and when her office Xmas party invite came in, she made me tag along for the evening. I don't do well in large crowds. I've always been a little socially awkward so when we got there I headed to the bar and soon found myself in the company of other socially awkward individuals. Half way through the night my wife and I had a huge row over my drunken state and unwillingness to make any effort with het colleagues. This resulted in a heated argument resulting in her storming off and dancing the rest of the night away. I stood at the bar with the rest of the drunks and watched as various men danced with her. Now I'm not the jealous type. I never have been. I encourage my wife to dress sexy and I enjoy the attention she receives from other men. I've had cuckold experiences in the past with girlfriends but never with my wife. She always expressed a concern of it ruining our relationship so I never pressed her, except to ask her to tell me about her prior sexual experiences in the bedroom.
My wife is an attractive lady - definitely not a supermodel but she's got an amazing body and always dresses provocatively. That night was no different. She had on a low cut black party dress so short that it barely covered her and complimented with sheer black seamed pantyhose and black patent leather heels.
When the night finished, she came to me with a man she had been dancing with earlier in the night. She explained that he lived along our route home and would be sharing the taxi with us. In the back of the taxi, I quickly got tired of their conversations largely consisting of them moaning about the company and their jobs. I fell asleep but was woken a short time later by the sound of my wife moaning.
As I opened my eyes and came to my senses, I saw that my wife's legs had been spread wide and her party dress hiked up over her hips. I watched as my wife french kissed this man as he fingered her pussy inside her knickers and pantyhose. I sat throbbing at the sight of my wife being such a whore. When we arrived at his stop, he left without saying a single word.
To this day, my wife still doesn't know I watched them
