Revenge for Being Shared

My husband and I have a playful sex life and enjoy teasing each other. One of our favorites that has become a routing is my wearing remote control panties for a night out. He gets a thrill teasing me for an evening, and I enjoyed how horny it makes me by the time we get home.

This particular outing started like most others. We got ready at home, put on the gear, gave it a quick test, and headed out for the bar. On the road there he gave me a few quick buzzes to remind me who was in control.

We went in and found a table. After settling in, he left to grab us drinks. Once he returned and sat down, I felt a few quick vibes on and off. Then we chatted for a minute and the vibe came on steady.

We continued our normal chit chat. It was unusual for him to turn our toy on this long so early in the evening. But I figured he just wanted to switch it up, and perhaps he was feeling particularly frisky tonight.

Finally there was a pause, but shortly came back with an on off rhythm on alternating long and short. This made me squirm a little more in my chair, but I was pretty practiced at being discrete having done this many times.

After another 15 minutes or so, I was sure I was turning rather blush from the physical arousal of the intensity. I finally had to say something, "You are giving me a lot more than you usually do."

He made a strange face and said to me, "Actually, I have something to tell you." Seemed like an odd moment, but was curious to hear the rest. "One of my buddies is going through a dry spell, so I told him he could have a little fun with you tonight. So I let him borrow the remote."

That certainly explained it. There was some guy in the bar seeing just how much fun with me. I tried not to make a face, but was not entirely pleased. However, might as well make the best of it. So I decided to tease my husband a bit. "You buddy is making me super wet."

We continued to talk for a bit. I tried to scan around and see if I could find the person. My husband excused himself to the restroom.

I then scanned more intently. As my husband walked by, I saw a single guy sitting at the bar spin around in his chair and the vibe suddenly turned off. I walked over and sat down next to him. "I think we both know what you have."

The vibe gave a quick buzz in answer. He was smiling from ear to ear.

"You need to know what you are doing to me." I grabbed his hand and placed it under my skirt so he could feel my damp panties. For a moment he was in shock. Then the vibe came back on while he pressed the vibe with his fingers. He probably did not realize just how good it felt to have the vibe pressed into my clit when I was this horny.

After a few seconds, I quickly got up without saying another word and returned to my seat. My husband returned without having seen anything. The vibe then kept on at a steady pace, with an occasional break.

Now that I knew who had the remote, I was watching him out of the corner of my eye as he watched me.

The vibe suddenly turned off for several seconds. It was the longest break yet. Then I noticed our buddy walking toward the restroom. I gave him a bit of a lead and then excused myself. I stood outside the men's room waiting. When he opened the door, I pushed him back in and locked the door behind me.

Now he had a look of both excitement and shock at the same time. "The rule is you have to finish what you started." I slipped off my shoes and pulled my panties down. I then let him stare at me for a few seconds until pulling up my skirt to flash him. I walked over to him and stuck his hands between my legs.

He rubbed gently, feeling how wet my pussy was after being teased so much. He briefly slid a finger between my lips. As horny as I was, I wanted him inside me so bad. But he teased me for a moment. Then he turned me around an moved me over the the sink so I could bend over and put my hands on the counter top. He knelt behind me.

I felt him slide one finger in. My body loved it. My muscles were going wild squeezing it. His over hand the went and found my clit. The intensity was so much that I had to bite my lit not to scream out. It took almost no time before I had a massive orgasm.

Once I composed myself, I slipped my shoes back on. I also collected my panties without putting them back on. Quietly, I left the restroom with a quick, "You're welcome."

When I got back to the table my husband commented, "That took a while."

"I needed to take care of myself," and I handed him my wet panties under the table. He smiled.

I am not sure if his buddy ever told him about our adventure and how he got more of me than my hubby intended.