Restaurant Stranger
written by:
oppy-n-rose

About two months ago while my husband and I were sitting at a table at a local restaurant during our dinner on Friday night, the waiter came over and gave us a bottle of wine. We both looked up in surprise as my husband explained to the waiter that we hadn't ordered anyone. The waiter smiled and told us that it was compliments of the gentleman sitting at the bar. We both looked over towards the bar and saw a man looking in our direction, smiling and raising his glass towards us. We both smiled back and raise our glasses towards him as well in gratitude. We ended up enjoying our dinner along with the wine and when we were done, we were going to thank the man for the wine but he was already gone. We found the kind of strange that a random stranger would just buy us a bottle of wine for no apparent reason. We shrugged it off and headed home. The following Friday we were once again having dinner at the same restaurant when the waiter came over with another bottle of wine. Sure enough, it was the same situation as the previous Friday night. We looked up to the bar and once again saw the same guy raising his glass towards us. We raised our glasses to him in gratitude and again when we went to thank him after dinner, he was gone. We couldn't figure out for the hell of us why he was being so nice. Neither one of us recognized the guy from anywhere. It was probably in his late 30s, with a nice build and very dark skin. My husband and I were both curious as to why we were getting a free bottle of wine every week, but at the same time we made sure to enjoy it. This and then up taking place for the next several weeks and every time we would go to thank him, he would be gone. We just couldn't figure it out and thought that maybe the guy was just being extremely nice.

About two months after this began, we were once again sitting down at the same restaurant on a Friday night enjoying our meal when the waiter once again came over with the wine as usual. We looked over and sure enough there was our friend sitting at the bar, raising his glass to us. We showed our gratitude as we had in the previous weeks and continued to enjoy our meal. As we were enjoying our meal, my husband said he had to use the restroom. He got up and headed to the bathroom in the back of the restaurant. I continued to eat, and as I was doing so I heard somebody asked me if I was enjoying the wine. I looked up to see what was and saw that it was a guy that had been sending us the wine. I smiled and quickly thank him for all of the bottles that he had sent over and asked him what the special occasion was that he was buying wine for strangers. He smiled and asked me if I minded company. I figured why not, my husband would be back from the bathroom at any moment anyway so I asked him to sit down. He thanked me and sat down across from me. He introduced himself as Charles and told me that he had sent the wine over because he saw such a pretty lady enjoying our dinner and wanted to do something nice. I blushed as I thanked him for the compliment and the two of us began to chat.

As we were chatting, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that my husband was coming back from the bathroom. He looked over in our direction and saw that I had some company and instead of coming back to the table like I had expected him to, he detoured and grabbed a seat at the bar. I was surprised by his actions and wondered what the heck he was doing. Either way, I continued to chat with Charles and noticed that he was very nice and full of compliments. I enjoyed the attention as the two of us continue to chat over a glass of wine. My husband stayed at the bar and enjoyed a couple of beers while watching us from the distance. I had no idea what he was up to and decided to enjoy Charles company. After a while chatting, he looked towards the small dance area where there were a few people enjoying the music that was playing. He then looked back at me and asked if I would care to dance. I figured that there was no harm in it and accepted his offer. We headed out onto the dance floor and began dancing. I looked over towards my husband and he raised his beer and smiled in approval.

We began dancing and enjoyed several songs with each other. After dancing to a few quick paced songs, a slower song came on and we decided to dance to that as well. He pulled me against him and placed his hands on my lower back as we began dancing to the song. As we danced, our legs rubbed against each other's and I was almost positive that I felt something poking against my thigh. I was a little shocked by it but didn't say anything. We continued dancing and I once again felt something rubbing against my thigh and by now I was positive that he had a hard on. As we were dancing, he pulled me in a little tighter and I could feel the entire thing rubbing my thigh. It felt pretty big, probably bigger than any cock I had ever felt before. Now, I'm not going to lie, I'm a married woman but I had always been intrigued and curious about darker skinned guys. I had never been with gentlemen of the opposite race, but had definitely fantasized about it in the past. We continued dancing and naughty thoughts began to creep into my mind. I tried to push them out, but it was almost impossible with his big shaft rubbing against my thigh. As one song became several songs, I couldn't help but notice how close he was holding me. His hands had also slowly inched their way from my lower back to just above my ass. I started to get the drift of what he was doing, and realized that maybe I should put a stop to this. Even though I had fantasies, I was married and this was wrong.

I told him that I had to use the ladies room. I made my way to the bathroom and noticed my husband at the bar smiling at me. I didn't know what to think and I headed into the bathroom. Once in the stall, I pulled out my cell phone and sent a text to my husband. I asked him if he was enjoying himself and he quickly responded that he was. I was surprised by his answer and texted him back that Charles was rubbing his hard on against my thigh and had his hands close to my ass. I expected my husband to get pissed off at this but instead he replied by asking me if I was enjoying the attention. I was honest and told him that I was. He then texted me back, asking me what I would do if Charles came onto me. I told him that I hadn't thought about that and ask him what I should do. I was shocked when he responded that I should go have some fun. I couldn't believe my eyes as I read the message. Was my husband telling me to go fuck this guy? I asked him what he meant and he told me that I should enjoy myself and indulge in my fantasies. I couldn't believe what I was reading. My husband was giving me permission to go live out my fantasy. I was in shock and not really sure as to what I was going to do. I decided to clear my head and go back out to the dance floor and just take it one step at a time. I didn't have any intentions of fucking Charles and couldn't even be 100% sure that he would even try anything. After all, he knew I was married. I straightened myself up and headed out of the bathroom.

I walked out of the bathroom and noticed that Charles was standing nearby. I walked over to him and he looked up as I approached. He smiled and asked me if I wanted to go out and get some air. I thought about what my husband had said in the messages and decided to take him up on his offer. I didn't know what to think or expect and wondered if this was even a good idea. I decided to tread slowly and see what happens. He stuck out his arm and I wrapped line around it as we walked out the side door of the restaurant. We ended up taking a stroll through the surrounding area of the restaurant we chatted. While we were walking, Charles lowered his arm and wrapped it around my waist. I didn't say anything and we continued walking. As we chatted, I felt his hand slowly work its way from my waist, down to my ass and gently begin squeezing it. I realized what was happening and allowed him to squeeze it for a little bit before suggesting that we go somewhere a little more private. I couldn't believe what I was saying as the words escaped my mouth.

We made our way to the parking lot and began walking towards the back row of cars. I noticed that it was fairly dark as we reached the cars. I wasn't sure what to expect as he led me over to one of the cars. I began getting excited as I realized what was about to happen. I figured we would soon be in the backseat of the car and I would be fulfilling my fantasy. Instead, I was surprised when he stopped in front of one of the cars and began kissing me. I offered no resistance, as I kissed him back. As he kissed me, his hands began to wander around my body, groping both my tits and ass. He pulled me close as he kissed me and I could feel his hard cock through his pants as it rubbed against my leg. This added to my excitement and I could feel myself becoming very wet. After kissing me for a few minutes, he quickly spun me and continued to squeeze my tits as he stood behind me. After doing this for a few seconds, he worked his hands down my pants and began to undo them. I couldn't believe that I was allowing him to do all of this.

He undid my pants and pulled both them and my panties down to my ankles. He then had me bend over onto the hood of the car as he undid his pants. I look back as he pulled his pants down and saw a very big cock. It was bigger than any cock that I had ever experienced in my life. It had to be at least 9 inches long, if not more. He dropped his pants and boxers to his ankles, before positioning himself behind me. Within seconds, I felt the tip of his big cock rubbing against my opening. He slowly penetrated me, and took his time as he said inch by inch of his big cock to my pussy. I let out a loud moan as my pussy slowly conformed to the size of his cock. He buried as much of his cock into my pussy as it would take, before grabbing me by the hips and slowly thrusting. I began to moan in both pleasure and pain as he slowly fucked me on the hood of the car. I couldn't that all this was happening. I had just met this guy a few hours earlier and was now bent over the hood of a car getting fucked by his big cock with my husband's permission. This was one of the craziest things I have ever done, but at the same time I was enjoying every second of it as I indulged in one of my fantasies.

He took his time and fucked me slowly for several minutes, allowing me to enjoy the feel of his big cock. As he did, I could feel my own orgasm slowly building. I moaned louder and louder as he picked up his pace and began to feed more and more of his big cock to my pussy. Within a minute or so, my own orgasm hit me and I began to cum very hard. I let out a very loud moan as wave after wave of my orgasm washed through my body. Charles sensed it and picked up his pace, fucking me even harder. I did my best to take his cock as he pumped it into my pussy. I gripped onto the hood of the car as he pumped his cock into me over and over again. After a few minutes of doing this, he let out a loud moan himself and began to pump wave after wave of his hot cum deep into my pussy. I feel of having another man cum in my pussy, added to my excitement and I felt myself cumming again. He continued to thrust him till he had shot off every last drop of his hot seed inside of me.

Once he was done, he pulled his cock out of me and I immediately felt his cum running down my inner thighs. We quickly redressed ourselves and began walking back toward the restaurant. Once we reached the doors, he turned and kissed me, thanking me for a wonderful evening. I in turn thanked him for fulfilling one of my fantasies. He smiled and told me that he looks forward to sending over some more wine in the following weeks. I couldn't wait as I headed back inside to get my husband all the details...