My wife Vanessa and I have a fantasy bucket list. The list includes being blindfolded, different types of role playing like teacher and student, maybe doctor and patient, using her new lush 3 in public, threesome, couple swap, gang bang (😈) among other ideas. Some of these will remain firmly in the fantasy side but one that we were thinking about was a glory hole.

There is a place we pass by occasionally. It's an adult sex shop with an arcade in the back with several booths. One lazy afternoon, we decided to check it out. We need to stock up on some lube and maybe explore a new toy.

We meandered near the back. It wasn't too crowded and went into a booth. We put in a few quarters and a very old porn movie started playing. We could tell it was old because the woman had a full bush and the men were very hairy. We noticed a hole, and it dawned on us that it was a glory hole.

We both chatted about it excitedly that we could cross off one of our bucket list items. We stepped outside and there were a bit more people than earlier. We noted that we were in booth 3 and decided to try it out. Vanessa went outside around the back and I shut the door to the booth, making it less inviting for a stranger to enter.

I undid my buckle and pulled down my jeans. I was already hard just thinking about the "anonymous" mouth on the other side. I saw a light through the hole for a brief moment. I tried to look inside but couldn't really see anything. I figured Vanessa was ready, and I put my dick inside.

Her mouth was hot and demanding, lapping up my length until I was hard with need. Then came the insistent pull, the way she worked me back and forth with such practiced hunger. Fast, hard, almost frantic, it was a blow job that left no space for anything but pure, pleasure. I couldn't see my wife on the other side, but the way she took me deep inside her mouth told me she was as caught up as I was.

A moment more, and I was gasping, bracing myself against the booth, about to spill. I didn't want to break the spell, not with the heat of this anonymous touch. Vanessa didn't like it much when I came in her mouth, except for special occasions. This felt like a damn special occasion. I felt her swallow all my cum, even licking me clean.

Excited, I waited a moment, pulled up my pants and went outside expecting to see Vanessa any moment.

That moment lasted longer than I expected. A minute passed, and then another, and then finally I saw her! But wait, there was cum on her face.

This was another fantasy on our bucket list, a public cum walk, but something was obviously wrong!

I walked to Vanessa and asked her what took so long? She looked at me in a faux confusion, and then laughed, brushing the white pearl off her lip. She confessed that she thought maybe it wasn't my dick in the glory hole but was caught up in the moment and didn't care.

My blood ran cold. The realization hit me, someone else received a blow job from my wife and who the hell knows gave me mine. My gaze darted to the other couples in the arcade, searching for a tell, a smirk, anything that might point me in the direction of the anonymous mystery.

"Who the hell was it?" I thought, grabbing Vanessa'a arm, then forced myself to laugh, feeling ridiculous.

"I guess one of these folks is some lucky guy," looking into Vanessa's eyes.

To whoever gave me a blow job, It was someone who knew how to use their mouth, that's for damn sure.

"Maybe that's how we're supposed to do it from now on, huh" I nudged her, the question tinged with something more than just the weirdness of the situation.

She laughed, still flushed and a little breathless.

"Yeah," she said, meeting my eyes. "Maybe next time, we'll both make sure we're paying a little more attention to which booth we're in."