I had a very new experience a couple of days ago with my husband and a girl we met at a work function. The hosts were all pairing off with some of the folks that attended the function for lunch in local spots around the area, kind of a lunch with new friends thing. We got paired with Mary, whom I had briefly chatted with at the start. Curly brunette hair in a pony tail, large blue eyes, cute but not a 10 by any means. Maybe a solid 6.2, but she was quirky and engaged us. We hit it off instantly, and my husband was doing his best to make sure we were doing so before the event and during the lunch. He's the more social of the two of us, so I always bring him to these things to be my wingman while I try to network and I love him for that.

At lunch it dawned on me that she was into him, despite me introducing him as my husband and not a part of the event other than supporting me. She really had no reason to be engaging him as much as she did, and what sealed the deal for me was noticing her playing with her hair while she talked to him and laughing at all his bad near-dad jokes that he puts out there. I was instantly angry, jealous because he's mine and she doesn't get to enjoy him like that. Then I was incredibly turned on because my next thought was that he was kind of flirting back with her, but setting me up to continue conversation. It was like a game. So my panties are starting to get wet and my girl parts are aching watching this happen during pretty much the whole lunch. I'm getting wet thinking about her getting wet herself from him. I thought about her sucking his cock, and again a weird mixture of jealousy and extreme horniness came over me. I actually excused myself from the table to go back and get some water, and when I turned around and walked back to the table and saw them from further away, it was even worse.

Our lunch ended, we walked out, and he took my hand and pulled me close to him, kissing the side of my head like he does sometimes. He told me how proud he was of me that I made a new friend (he knows how hard it is for me), said Mary was a nice girl, and that was really it save for a suggestion to add her to my Facebook when we got home.

The whole drive home, I was slightly distracted, playing it out and wondering if I could actually watch her with him sexually. Or play with her myself, just two quirky gals who were talking about science and medicine one moment turning into instant porn stars with one excited husband between us. Stripping out of our cute but conservative little dresses and getting on our knees for him, nervous glances at each other, uncertain touches on each others' bodies, wondering if she shaved her downstairs or not. Would she moan with pleasure, sigh, etc? Needless to say husband got laid when we got home, and I had a nice hard orgasm thinking about that strange mixture of feelings, all the while knowing he was essentially toying with her to get me that wound up. I rode him slow and hard, and loved every second of it.

Neurotic erotica, right? I really do hope she calls me back.