This is a true story of my wifes trip to Paris.
We went for a four day break to Paris, the City of love. We spent the first 2 days doing the usual tourist attractions, the Eiffel Tower, baton rouge, etc. On the third day, we went to the Sacre Cur but to get there we had to pass the Windmill theatre and lots of sex shops.
“I wonder if they’ve got any decent disco’s in that we can’t get at home” my wife said to me. “Let’s go find out” was my reply. We went into a few shops, didn’t see any new dild’s but did buy 2 or 3 new videos, mainly homemade housewives taking 2 or more cocks. These videos really turn her on and she’s often said she wished that was her, although we’d never done anything like it.
We went into one of the shops and looking round seen a sign saying movies. Wondering what it was, we followed the sign and found it pointed to a small cinema room with about 20 seats in it.
Looking round there was about 5 maybe 6 blokes in and a threesome movie on the screen. My wife said ” Let’s watch for a little while” and promptly took a seat on the front row. I sat next to her watching the film with my arm round her shoulder. ” oh my god” my wife said. “What’s wrong” I asked
