Our New Life

"Hmph" I sighed petulantly as Adam patted my pussy and lifted me up by my hand. He was right, we'd need food eventually, but still, I found it quite unfair he'd work me up just to tell me we need to leave.

"Fine", I said in a faux whiney voice, "but you owe me an orgasm when we get home!"

Adam led me to the car and opened the passenger seat for me like the perfect gentleman, and got in the driver's seat.

"You want to go to that Thai place nearby? It's usually not too busy".
 
I laughed at Court's response to my not taking her all the way to orgasm.

"Baby, I suspect these panties are going to be soaked by the time we get home. Besides, you're cute when you're horny."

I helped Courtney into the car and got another really nice panty flash for payment.

"Thai sounds fine. If we might be playing again later, I'd just as soon not be weighed down by dinner."

I knew exactly the place she meant. It had been in the same place for years. Their food was amazing. It was one of those places where the people of the ethnicity went for a taste of home.

The owner was a spry little man who called himself "Henry." Everyone knew he'd adopted a name his non-Thai patrons could understand. He called every man who came in "boss." I had a feeling he'd have a name for my wife when she stepped through the door this time.

I parked and once more helped Courtney (another panty flash, lucky me) and we walked arm-in-arm to the door.

Holding the door for her, she preceded me inside. When I stepped in behind her, the owner stood there, his mouth literally hanging open.

"My gosh," he sputtered. "You good-looking girl every time you come here. Tonight - wow!"

I couldn't help but smile. He wasn't the only person checking my Courtney out. And it wasn't all male gazes, either.
 
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I could clearly see Adam sneaking glances of my panty-clad pussy as I entered and exited the car, I thought it was cute he was checking me out, but I made a mental note to be a little more discreet when others were around.

Well, if I wanted discretion, I wore the wrong outfit to the wrong establishment. I felt nearly every pair of eyes on me when I walked through the door. I felt suddenly very self conscious and my cheeks turned a deep shade of red.

"Um, thank you Henry, could we get a table for two, please". I try to straighten my denim skirt out and pull it lower, but it doesn't do anything to cover me more. I'm clearly flustered.

I look back at my husband, and he's wearing a silly grin, clearing enjoying the predicament I've found myself in.

Henry leads us to a table, thankfully in a slightly more secluded area, but there are still plenty of other diners around, sneaking glances at me
 
I could see Courtney was aware of the eyes on her. She tried adjusting her skirt but it was as long as it was going to get.

I was happy to let her do the talking. It was what had happened every other time we'd come in here. Besides, it was obvious to me Henry wasn't interested in me.

If my wife didn't have the body to pull this outfit off, I wouldn't have made her put it on. One of the least attractive looks on a woman is, "I still have the body of a twenty-year-old," when they quite evidently do not.

As we followed Henry to a semi-secluded table toward the back, I leaned over and whispered: "Fuck, but you're hot. You don't know how proud I am to be seen with you right now. All these guys staring are wondering who I am, to have such a gorgeous woman with me, and all these women are wishing they looked as good as you do."

When we reached our table, I gave Courtney the seat that would best show off her legs to the rest of the room. Of course, that also meant if she wasn't careful, she'd be flashing those panties to anyone who happened to be looking our direction.

I wasn't sure if it was nerves or what, but apparently that bra she was wearing wasn't that heavy, because, to top it off, her nipples were on prominent display.

I wasn't about to say a thing. The knowledge would have been embarrassing as hell for her, and exhibiting my newly submissive wife was one of the main things we were here for.
 
Henry led us to our table and Adam pulled a chair out for me. It didn't take long for me to realize that he had me conveniently facing the majority of the crowd. Sneaky lil bastard.

"Thanks, honey", I say back once Henry left to fetch us our drinks. "So many people are staring, are you sure the women are jealous, and not judging me?"

I fidgeted around a little, and uncrossed and recrossed my legs. I fixed my bra strap and pulled my top up a little, which pulled the fabric tighter. My nipples felt stiff and were rubbing against my bra, which actually felt quite nice, but I didn't look down to see.

"To be honest, this is kind of exhilarating. Henry looked like he was about to fall over when he saw me!" I giggled shyly.
 
I couldn't take my eyes off my wife as she sat thers, trying to look unaffected bybthe attention she was getting.

"If anybody's being judgmental, it's because they're jealous," I told her. "And they're staring because you're fucking gorgeous. I think every man in this place wishes he was me right now."

Courtney adjusted her top. If anything, it made her nipples stand out even more. Oh yes, she looked slutty, but in the best of ways.

"I think Henry mostly just saw you as another customer before. This is the first time I think he's really seen you."

Menus and water were set on the table. The girl who brought them stayed a few seconds longer than necessary before catching herself and shuffling hurriedly away.

"I'm glad you're enjoying this. I've tried to tell you how beautiful you are, but I've gotten the impression you've never believed me."
 
"Well, it's not that I didn't believe you", I blushed and flipped through the menu, skimming over the options. Truthfully my stomach was all tied up from nerves and I'm not sure how much I could eat now, despite being quite hungry.

"It's just that I've never really been in the position to see everyone reacting to me like this, I guess". Adam kept looking at me and smiling, while his eyes darted downwards. I figured he was just checking out my cleavage, which was obviously on full display in this top.

"Anyway, I'm glad you're enjoying this little experiment of ours, I really am too, even if I'm a bit nervous."

Our waitress came back for our orders, she seemed a little flustered, and I found her quite cute. If I had to guess, she was about college aged.
 
I couldn't even see the menu when I opened it. My eyes wouldn't leave Courtney.

"You're the center of attention right now," I told her, "as I know you've noticed.

"How many of the men here, do you think, would say 'yes' if I went around and asked if they wanted to fuck you?"

I let that hang in the air as our waitress came back, looking a little worse for wear. I wondered what she'd been doing in the back.

When she had our orders and had gone back to the kitchen, I added to what I'd said before:

"You think our waitress wants you? I think she does."
 
Adam's question made me blush just in time for the cute waitress to come back. Thinking about every man in the restaurant wanting to fuck me made me squirm in my seat and I could feel myself growing wet with arousal.

"Adam! Don't you dare ask anyone that!" I chastised him playfully. I gave my naughty husband a gentle smack on his arm. "And jeez, I couldn't possibly imagine what she'd want with me, look how young and cute she is!"
 
I had no intention of asking anybody anything, but it was fun to tease, and I really believed that, given the chance, better than half the men in that restaurant would happily take a round with my Courtney.

Then, I latched onto something Courtney said:

"You admit she's young and cute, eh? What, nineteen, twenty? And she's got that exotic Asian thing going for her. Did you see how disheveled she looked when she came out last? What do you think she was doing before that?

"I'm a guy. I think you can guess my take on it, but tell me honestly: would you?"
 
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Adam's persistent questioning about he young waitress had me all flustered. My cheeks turned a warm shade of pink.

"Okay, okay", I said with mock exasperation, "You caught me, yes she is pretty cute. And I have no idea what she was doing but she did look a little off when she came back."

I looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping, but I did catch a few guys quickly avert their eyes away from me.

"I mean.." I twiddled my thumbs a little nervously as he waited for my response. "I would not be opposed, if you asked me to do it."
 
My heart nearly pounded out of my chest when Court admitted she would have sex with the waitress. Of course, I would have to "order" her to. It would clear her of any labeling. She'd done it because she'd been told to.

Again, I had no intention of actually doing anything like that, but fuck if the thought didn't make me hard almost instantly. To the best of my knowledge, Courtney had never done anything with another woman, even in college, but she was alway the first of us to admit a woman on TV was attractive. I always just kept my mouth shut and appreciated in silence, figuring saying anything would just lead to hurt feelings and an argument.

Now though, she was telling me there were some bi leanings lurking in that sexy package. It was a turn-on, to say the least.

When the waitress came with our appetizer rolls, then turned to leave, I said, "A moment, miss," and she turned...
 
Adam told our cute little waitress to wait, and my heart just about leapt to my chest. I gave him a panicked look, terrified of what he may ask her.

I had just admitted to being okay with sleeping with this flustered girl upon my husband's request, I didn't think he'd actually put it to the test in the middle of the restaurant!
 
In my peripheral, I saw Courtney freeze. I could only imagine the horror coursing through her at what might come out of my mouth next.

"Excuse me, my wife would like to ask if you'd make love to her."

"My wife wants to try having sex with another woman. She just admitted she'd like it to be you."

"Hi, this is my wife, Courtney. She thinks you're young and cute. She said she'd have sex with you if I told her that's I wanted her to do. It's what I want her to do."

"I'd like to ask a question: are you bisexual? My wife here would like to try bi sex and thinks you're the sexy woman she'd like to try it with."

Oh, there were dozens of other things I would have loved to say, if for no other reason than to see how red Courtney would get.

I filed the possibility of having my wife explore her bi side for another time, instead asking politely:

"Could I get a little more water, please? Also, I dropped my napkin and can't reach it. Could you bring me another? Thanks."
 
I saw Adam give me a sly grin and pause for a beat, before he innocently asked for more water. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding and relaxed a little.

"Oh, of course, I'll grab some more water for the both of you." The cute waitress then looked under the table. Adam had "accidentally" dropped a napkin without me realizing, right between our feet.

"Oh, um, I see the napkin, I'll grab it and get you a fresh one as well". To my amazement, the petite waitress bent over and reached for the napkin. Her face must have been inches from my pussy, I had been dripping wet all evening and could only imagine the musky aroma coming from my crotch.

Her tight yoga pants stretches around her ass and I couldn't help but steal a glance. Adam caught that and gave me a knowing look.
 
Relief practically flowed off of Courtney when I merely asked for water and a new napkin.

Helpfully, she saw the napkin I mentioned and stooped to pick it up. She seemed to stay under the table a couple ticks longer than seemed necessary, but the way her tight bottoms stretched out over her shapely young ass, the clingy fabric accenting her perfect, young butt cheeks very nicely. Glancing up briefly, I noticed Courtney appreciating the view. The sight made my already hard cock even harder.

When the girl came back up, her nipples were as stiff as Court's had been earlier and she once again seemed rather flustered.

"I'll be right back, sir," she said, her voice a little shaky. She then made her way to the back once more.

"She's into you," I smirked. "You're into her, too. Don't think I didn't notice you checking out her ass."
 
"Hey! It was practically right in front of my face!" I protested with a playful giggle. "Plus, I wasn't 'checking her out'", I made air quotes with my fingers, "I was just looking! And so were you!"

Normally I would have ignored, or chided, my husband for wantonly checking out a young hot thing, but I felt we were well past that now.

Our waitress returned with a fresh napkin several minutes later, seemingly with ragged breath. Sure took her long enough to get just a napkin, I thought to myself.
 
"Looking. Right. Looked more like admiring to me. It's what I was doing. She's got an ass well worth admiring. I'll also admit she's awfully well-defined up top. She's quite the little package.

"Say, next time she comes, drop something, but you pick it up."

By this time, the subject of our conversation returned. Once again, she looked somewhat haggard. Still attractive as fuck, but she appeared to have just done something rather strenuous.

She handed me a new napkin and picked up my water glass and began to top it off.

I nodded to Courtney...
 
Our waitress returned and started topping off Adam's water. He gave me a look, daring me to continue. I hesitated a moment, and when she wasn't looking, knocked my chopsticks onto the floor.

"Oh silly me!" I made a dramatic show of throwing up my hands, this got her attention. "I'm so clumsy sometimes, excuse me dear, I'll pick these up."

I pulled my hair back so it wouldn't fall in front of my cleavage and bent forward to pick up the chopsticks. I made sure to thrust my chest forward, I'm pretty sure my tits about fell out of my bra!

I sat back up, my face flushed from being bent over and also from embarrassment.
 
At my cue, Courtney went into the requested act. I had to admit, that top made for some truly spectacular cleavage, and when she bent to pick up her sticks, almost nothing was left to the imagination. Her tits were exposed nearly to the nipple.

The waitress was hypnotized. Court made the trip down to the floor a drawn-out affair, and I swear out waitress had stopped breathing. I think she even let out a small whimper.

When my wife straightened back up, she pretended nothing had happened, even though her face was almost beet red and her nipples once again stood at attention.

"Could you bring another set of chopsticks when you bring our entrees, please..." I asked. "What was your name? I'm sorry, if you mentioned it earlier I completely forgot."

The girl still was trying - and mostly failing - not to stare at Courtney. She snapped out of a failing moment to reply, "Hope. I was born here. My parents wanted me to have a Western name, so I'd have a better chance of fitting in."

I looked over at Courtney then said, "Nice to meet you, Hope. I'm sorry we're being such a bother, dropping things and such."

"It's no bother. Really." Her voice was distant, as if replaying the view she'd just received over again in her mind.

Then she snapped out of it again and said, "Your entrees should be done soon. I'll be back when they're ready. I'll bring you another set of chopsticks when I come back. In the meantime, enjoy your appetizers. I see you haven't touched them yet. Are they okay?"
 
Adam chatted with Hope nonchalantly while I did my darndest not to crawl into a metaphoric hole and drown in embarrassment. I felt my cheeks burning red and snook a glance at Hope, she seemed equally flustered as me.

"Oh, it's okay Hope", I quickly chimed in, "my husband and I were just lost in conversation, I'm sure the appetizers are great!"

This is the first time I actually made eye contact with her. She has lovely, warm brown eyes. I could have sworn she bit her lip when I talked to her, but maybe that was just my wishful thinking.

Just like that, Hope scampered off again. "My God, that was a thrill!" I said to my Adam when she had left. "Was she looking at me?"
 
The energy between the women was almost visible. It followed Hope into the back.

"Baby, she was looking at you, just like you were looking at her. Don't try to deny it. I've been sitting here, watching you both the whole time. Trust me, it's probably the hottest thing I've ever seen before. She's gorgeous, you're gorgeous. The thought of you two together has me hard as a rock."

I picked up one of the appetizer rolls we'd ordered. "But if something's going to happen, I'm afraid you're going to have to be the one to initiate it. We're new at all this, I understand. If you aren't ready, you aren't ready."

Taking a bite from the roll, I remembered why I liked Thai food.

"At the moment, it's enough for me to show you off like this, knowing that many of the people here want to fuck you or be either you or me."

Hope once more returned, this time with our entree dishes. She held out a new set of chopsticks, laying them carefully on the table between Courtney and me. She once again looked like she'd been "doing things" in the back just before she came out.

I noticed something under the chopsticks. It looked like a slip of paper. It wasn't big enough to be the bill.

While Hope stood there, I lifted the chopstick packet and found a phone number written on it. Blushing, she watched me smile and nod.

"Thank you," I told her. I pushed the slip over to Courtney...
 
I took the slip of paper from Adam and peeked at it, sure enough Hope had written her number on it and slipped it to me!

I blushed and looked over at the shy, cute waitress. With pink cheeks, I said "Oh honey, that's very sweet of you", and slipped the paper into my purse. "I've never had a woman give me her number, so this is a first to me, thank you, Hope." I reached over and gave her a loving pat on her hand.
 
When she saw what was on the paper, Courtney turned redder than she had since we arrived at the restaurant, if that was possible. When she thanked the girl, I couldn't read her tone. The two had been eyeing one another since we sat down and Courtney had admitted her attraction and willingness to explore whatever the girl promised.

I was mostly staying out of it. I was aching to see where this went, but I also wanted to see where this submission deal would go. Jumping with both feet into bisexuality only an hour or two seemed like a huge step.

Then again, I wasn't the object of attraction here. It was why I was leaving the possibility of taking it farther up to Courtney.

When Hope finally, hesitantly, left, I took my wife's hands and told her:

"You said you'd do this if I told you to. Okay. I want you to explore your bi side with Hope.

"However..."

I looked earnestly into Courtney's eyes.

"When you're ready. Maybe you're ready now. Maybe never. We haven't even scratched the surface of this submission thing yet. If you want to try it, try it. I'll be there. At least, I hope you both will allow me to be."

I'd never expected anything like this to come up, submission or not. The insecure male in me thought, 'At least it's not another man.' My earlier teasing aside, I wasn't sure if I could deal with another guy and my wife.

A problem for another day.

"When Hope comes back, maybe you should give her your number as well."
 
Adam held my hands and looked into my eyes lovingly as he spoke to me about exploring my bisexual urges.

"Oh my goodness, Adam, I was so flustered that I didn't know what to say when she gave me her number!

"Thanks for saying that I can do it if I want. I really don't know if I'm ready, I don't even know what it means to be ready for this kind of thing. But it seems like you'd be really interested!" I gave my husband a shy grin after my long ramble.

I let go of his hands and pulled out my phone, "I have a better idea."

Hi Hope, this is Courtney. Now you have my number too :)

I showed Adam my phone before sending off the text.
 
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