“What’s the big deal?” Marie asked her husband. “I can see your nipples,&rdq

“What’s the big deal?” Marie asked her husband.

“I can see your nipples,” Mike complained.

“So what? I went topless on the beach this afternoon and you seemed to like it.”

“That’s different..”

“Oh, don’t be such a prude,” Marie cut him off.  “We’re going to be in a dark restaurant and maybe, if you’re lucky,” she joked, “I’ll let you take me dancing in a dark club.  Besides, we’re on vacation, nobody here knows us,” she said logically.

Mike was enjoying his wife’s newfound confidence, but he was a little scared as well.  Dinner went well, and served to boost his wife’s confidence even higher as every man seemed to be staring at her.  She took her time coming back from the bathroom. When she got back to the table, she grinned guiltily and handed her husband a slip of paper with a number on it.

“Some guy at the bar asked me out,” she said proudly. She was failing to suppress an enormous grin.  “I’m not going to do anything,” she added, reading her husband’s expression. “But it’s nice to be asked.  Ohh, don’t worry, we’re on vacation,” she said again.

She practically dragged her husband out dancing. He was soon exhausted, and spent much of the time by the bar as Marie danced by herself. At first.  Soon, she had attracted a group of young, aggressive local men.  They danced closer and tighter to her as her husband watched. Marie made no attempt to break off, in fact, she seemed to grind harder and closer to the ones she liked.

The bartender saw Mike watching the woman in red.  Not knowing they were together, the barman offered some advice. “You might not have so much luck with that one,” he cautioned.  “A woman dresses like that, she wants only one thing and the men here know it.  She wants some local chorizo. You know, a last fling before she goes home and settles down. Something to keep her blood warm when her gringo husband is working late,” he said with a laugh.

As the bartender poured Mike another drink, Mike watched through the crowd. One of the men dancing with Marie had slid his hand up the back of her thigh. The were covered in sweat, their clothes clinging to their bodies and each other’s. The man’s hand had now disappeared up her dress as he  whispered in her ear.  Marie looked around, half-heartedly, before nodding and being led off the dance floor by the stranger.

Mike found his wife twenty minutes later. She was in the alley, surrounded by a dozen men. They all had their cocks out, some of them had clearly been used.  Cum dribbled down her thigh as another stranger pounded at her away from behind.  Marie’s face was buried in another man’s lap, sucking his cock eagerly.  Some of the men started pushing, telling Mike to wait his turn.

Marie turned around and smiled at her husband as one of the strangers exploded in her face and the other shot his load into her pussy.