Her Plan to Dip Toe in Hotwife Water

[Tryn]

I agree! Many more details are needed! Lol

[mundyman]

So the wedding was perfect and beautiful. Bride's family went all out. Their final unmarried daughter, finally going for it, spinster fears disappeared. The groom very substantial, wonderful guy, etc. The bride to be had taken him to meet us just before the Covid pandemic began. And now the delay is over and they are married.

Drank wine, danced, had a rip-roaring time. SW wore this dramatic red dress, a well-known designer, and was initially questioning whether her choice of red would be considered inappropriate by some. I assured her that the only consideration is the bride, whom she would not want to be seen as upstaging. Also that the bride is such a good friend of hers, and knows her (SW) so well, that it would be expected and embraced. And so it was.

The men were of course all noticing SW dancing and in her "fun drunk" mode. She got to the point where she was just scarfing all the desserts. Clearly, in another place. There were kids and nieces and cousins, etc. so SW was taking care not to offend.

After the reception, it was late, and some of the hard party folks migrated to the hotel bar with us. Everyone was a couple at this point, and one by one they retired as it got late. The bride also.

The group of groom's friends apparently are nowadays preferring the espresso martini. So we all went for it, even SW. I was surprised at that; the last time she had a martini we ended up in a guy's hotel room with him intent on having a threesome with SW. That got very close, but he was not quite able to "close the deal" at the last minute.

But I digress.

The groom ended up hanging with us until about 1:30 a.m. and the three of us finished off the last of the wine and champagne from the reception.

At one point, SW came back from the restroom and was fumbling beneath her chair. I noticed and gave her a hand.

She was removing her panties!

I quietly told her I'd hold them in my pocket but she quickly hid them in her little clutch/bag. I was wondering what was on her mind, but after a short time we all realized it was way past time for the groom to go up to his bride. So we all said good night and went our separate ways.

SW was on fire. She and I got down and dirty and had drunk ass sex. No holes were off limits. Wow!

The mental image I have of SW on all fours, in just her designer stiletto high heels, moaning while she takes your cock up her sweet sexy little ass is the hottest thing ever.
Thinking of SW wheeling around and you finishing on her face, imploring you to empty your balls and paint her face to a glazed mess, is insanely, crazy hot.
While doing all of this you are asking her, taunting her, about other men having their way with her, doing the same things, dirtier, naughtier things as you are.
Your wife is sexy as fuck.
Thank you for sharing your story.

[Long Lurker 34]

SW wore this dramatic red dress, a well-known designer, and was initially questioning whether her choice of red would be considered inappropriate by some.

The men were of course all noticing SW dancing and in her "fun drunk" mode. She got to the point where she was just scarfing all the desserts.

SF

The dress. I do hope you have some pics you can post! PPPllleeaassee!!!

Oh oh. Scarfing desserts and lots of alcohol. I can foresee extra long and hard visits with Mr G. Wait now.....

[slenderfish]

SF

The dress. I do hope you have some pics you can post! PPPllleeaassee!!!

Oh oh. Scarfing desserts and lots of alcohol. I can foresee extra long and hard visits with Mr G. Wait now.....

I will post a couple more pics of that dress.

[william70]

So...Who ended up with her panties? Do you think this has something to do with your birthday present?

[slenderfish]

So...Who ended up with her panties? Do you think this has something to do with your birthday present?

Panties remained in her handbag until we got to our room.

She was randy and ready, and we had a raunchy sexy time, just the two of us.

I don't see a direct connection with the birthday conversation. But I'll now give it some thought.

[slenderfish]

Late that same night, after the fireworks in bed, I looked at the time to set an alarm and saw it was about 2:30 a.m. I also saw that my phone had been blowing up with text messages and calls, going on a couple of hours. Our dog was in trouble at the overnight care place, and had to go in for emergency surgery. SW's niece was at the animal hospital and making the decisions for us. The dog would be in "doggy ICU" for a couple of days following. We needed to come home early to retrieve her, when ready to be sent home. Niece was heading out of town for Mother's Day and could not cover it.

So Tuesday morning we checked out of the hotel with heavy hearts, went to the post-wedding brunch hosted by someone close to the bride at their big house on the shore, and then drove into Manhattan and checked into our next hotel. Returned the rented car. Grabbed a quick dinner. Crashed.

Wednesday kind of a blur, talking to everyone about the situation with the dog, rearranging travel plans, I was also working, etc Waiting to hear when we needed to be home. SW and I went out to a popular restaurant in Greenwich Village, just the two of us as a date night. Not too late of a night. Saving for Thursday night.

And Thursday did arrive. Weather was wonderful, SW went shopping and did errands, I worked, etc. She had hair appointment early afternoon, got dolled up, and we met her best friend from her NYC days and husband for dinner at a well-regarded old-school Italian restaurant. Sat outside. Had a couple of bottles of very fine Tuscan wine, got a bit sloppy, etc. The husband knocked over his glass of red wind onto himself and they then excused themselves to go home and relieve the sitter. We went inside to the packed bar and asked where the hot places are that are walkable.

Was recommended The Carlyle bar and The Mark bar. Not wanting to decide, we chose both.

[slenderfish]

SW was a bit critical of The Carlyle and once we got there it was a bit of a chore to get into the bar. There was a line of people outside, as we later discovered, but SW went right up to the gatekeeper and referenced the name of my friend who had suggested we swing by there. The gatekeeper of course figured it was a ruse and brushed SW away, but she then said she knows the bar manager and could she greet him? The gatekeeper at that point could not risk if SW actually knows the guy, so called his boss down to speak with SW and me. That's where SW put on her extra charm and of course we were shown right in! But it was a bit stodgy and "older" (in the words of SW). There was only one seat available in the whole place, and a lady a few years older than me started giving me "the look" so SW told me to go in and take one "for the team" and of course I did and got the chair and then immediately offered it to SW. I was stuck making small talk with the woman, whose name turns out to be Thelma Louise. Got her life story while SW drank her glass of wine. I almost literally gulped down my vodka martini, settled the check, and literally walked out to the lobby area waiting for SW to come out. She made more small talk with the manager (for the next time?) and then came out. It was at that point we discovered the line of people waiting for entry to the bar. Oh well!

We then hoofed it over to The Mark, basically across the street from where we'd exited. SW was in a Pinky mood, and this place was younger and more to her liking. She took the main seat at the bar and settled in as Queen of the Bar. Within a couple of hours, she'd talked with and joined each of the various groups. Then joined some of them together. I had a glass of wine, an espresso martini, and then migrated to Extra Anejo Tequilas with one of the guys who was flirting with Pinky and literally begging her to introduce him to one of her girlfriends, that he would fly out in a minute to do so.

We shut the place down, and at the end of the night I was talking to a young woman who had been flirtatious with Pinky and then to me when Pinky disappeared to the ladies' room. By the time we realized Pinky was back in the bar, she was over with a couple of clearly gay men, with the younger of the two (I'd say 22 years old) pretty much crying on her shoulder. Apparently, he is from Pinky's home town and just move to NYC to come out of the closet, and having a very difficult time with the adjustment. Pinky had empathy for him. I then found out that the young woman I'd been chatting with is the same age as my daughter and kind of recoiled at myself. Pinky said "take me home or lose me forever" or something similar. A short Uber to our hotel and we retired at about 2:30 in the morning. A perfect NYC night out, but without any serious Pinky sexy times.

Sex had to wait until the morning. We were both fully used up.

[afagehi7]

I don't understand the allure of going to anywhere packed much less waiting in line to do it.

[Mr Mrs Cream]

I’m thinking if you two can go to a disco where there will also be people of a similar age. And give SW a chance to dance some slow dance with someone. I know that it is not easy to find someone for SW, but the dance itself can be pleasing to the eye.

[slenderfish]

I don't understand the allure of going to anywhere packed much less waiting in line to do it.

These are hip hotel bars where the "pretty people" like to hang out. SW gets hit on in these places. A target-rich environment.

Always a long shot, but it's fun nonetheless.

Reminds me of an early Pinky night, about 10 years ago. This is the threesome story. For both SW and me.

We were at a hip hotel bar, connected to a swanky restaurant where we'd had dinner as couples with some friends. The friends went home, and SW and I hung out at the bar as it started to ramp up. It was still relatively early.

Dance music started, and SW really got in a happy and fun place, talking to the pretty girls, etc. After an hour or so, she got hit on by a guy, and when I came back from refreshing drinks at the bar (it took a good half hour), she had been dancing with him for pretty much the whole time. I waved them on, to continue. There was this really talented female deejay, getting everyone moving.

SW was enjoying these house-specialty martinis, kind of like lychee martinis, and just having a ball.

I started dancing with a tall, young model woman whom SW had befriended, while keeping tabs on SW from afar.

After some time, it was another round requested by SW and I made her drink a water before going to the bar. While I was at the bar, a literal bar fight broke out, and one guy's girl ended up breaking a bottle over the shaved head of the challenger during the heat of the action, and caused a cut that clearly cried out for stitches. Cliche, but it happened! The bartenders were over the bar and stopped the fight at this exact point. Mind you, this was at the W Hotel bar, very upscale in that city. Paramedics and police showed up without delay, and the bar staff were very quick at getting all the troublemakers into the back and out of the way.

Party on! The people on the dance floor didn't even know anything had happened.

Back to SW with the drinks. She was slow dancing with the guy, thanked me, and I then returned to our seating area to be sure our stuff was okay.
The deejay took a break, or rather was finished, and the place started clearing out. The guy said to me he was interested in the girl I was dancing with, and would love to host an after-party at his hotel across town, would we join him? I said that his only real bet was to grab a hotel suite room there, at the W Hotel, where we were staying. Only hotel guests and their friends were allowed to remain on property; all others were being waved outside. He agreed and I kind of delayed while he did the deal at the front desk and returned without much delay.

So our group started funneling toward the exit and turned right toward the hotel lobby while security checked credentials and continued to push everyone out. I showed our hotel room key for SW and I, and the guy was with us and pulled out his key. SW said she didn't know he was staying at the hotel, and he said yes, that we should all come up to his suite and continue the fun. He had a buddy with him, whom he referred to as his "bodyguard."

A couple of other girls were watching while he said to security that his buddy and also the tall model were with him. I indicated that SW was with me. These two girls came up closely behind me and said that they were also with me/us. I turned around in surprise and they gave me the "it's cool" look and said "we are with the Doctor" for some random reason. The security guy looked at me quizzically and I said yes, they are with us.

So the group of seven of us followed the guy up to his suite.

We raided the mini-bar as the buddy got music started. SW and I started talking to the new girls. Our host sat on the end of the bed and the tall model chick sat next to him. SW told me she wanted to keep an eye on the tall model, as she is young and may have had too much to drink. Didn't want her to get into a difficult situation. She then started a conversation with the buddy. I then continued with the two new girls, found out they were in town from Florida. Perfect! Florida girls tend to be a lot of fun.

One of the Florida girls said she wanted to have a cigarette, but had no room key to get back into the hotel and up the elevator. SW offered that I would go down with the girl, so she could smoke outside. And off we went! Probably for 15-20 min.

When I got back, buddy guy had kind of cornered the other Florida girl and she came away from him when we entered the suite. I looked over and saw that SW had joined the host, sitting on the end of the bed, while model girl was on the other side of him.

Cigarette girl bounced onto the bed, up by the pillows, and gestured that I should join. She leaned into my ear and said that SW is hot and is there any possibility of a threesome with me, SW and her? I said that I've never seen SW consider it but there's always a first time. But that she should make the move and I'd watch, listen, and assist. She was too timid, and noted to me that the host guy was making his own effort at a threesome.

I agreed and said to her I'd be okay with it, that I'm intrigued watching SW in this context. Florida cigarette girl then grabbed her girlfriend and waved me into the large bathroom, sliding closed the door. She said we should give the host guy a chance to work his magic. Besides which, she said because you are a doctor (which I'm not, and of course she knew it) she wants to ask some medical advice. When we got into the bathroom she lowered her top and asked me what I think about her breasts, that she was considering implants. Her girlfriend then started licking and sucking on the nipples and I kind of looked at her to see her intention and she whispered "girls only" for herself, enjoy the show. Just then, SW called out "hey you guys, you are in there for too long, come out and join the party." And we popped out of the bathroom.

I saw that the host guy now had each hand on the thigh of each of the women on either side of him (including SW). Neither had pushed his hand away or indicated any discomfort or resistance.

They continued in this position for some time until SW got up, yawned, and said that she was ready to turn in for the night, to our hotel room. She shooed the Florida girls away, and tried to get tall model to leave at the same time as us. But tall model said she preferred to stay. SW wanted to be sure this was what she wanted, grilled her a few times, pushed her phone number on her to call if she needs anything, etc. Host guy pushed his phone number over to SW and said he would "send his pilot to pick her up and meet him in Vegas."

And we were out of there.

SW said he did call and text once or twice after that, but that she never replied.

[afagehi7]

Wow! Them kissing and telling you to enjoy the show, amazing! I think you might have closed the deal if it was you and the other guy with SW instead of a female

[CuriousUK]

Damn Buddy!! A double chance of a threesome, how the heck do you get yourself in those situations?!

[slenderfish]

Damn Buddy!! A double chance of a threesome, how the heck do you get yourself in those situations?!

Close but "no cigar" so I think these are cases of fanning the hotwife husband flames with no final payoff. More of a tease, to me. Enjoyable in any case.

[slenderfish]

I’m thinking if you two can go to a disco where there will also be people of a similar age. And give SW a chance to dance some slow dance with someone. I know that it is not easy to find someone for SW, but the dance itself can be pleasing to the eye.

Love this.

[slenderfish]

Wow! Them kissing and telling you to enjoy the show, amazing! I think you might have closed the deal if it was you and the other guy with SW instead of a female

I just reread this. Yes, now that you mention it and realizing this was before I'd sorted in my head this whole hotwife thing, perhaps.

Hmmmm.

[slenderfish]

Back to our trip and the story.

We had a nice night out with SW's friends on Friday night, a regular dinner out and then back to our hotel. We were pretty used up from the night before, and we also had to get going relatively early on Saturday morning in order to catch our hastily-booked flight home.

And so we did.

Missed the extra five days (Sat-Wed) in SW's hometown, in that same hotel where she had her encounters with Mr. S., no consideration of crossing paths with Mr. S or Mr. M. Gone.

[slenderfish]

A question came up regarding any hanky panky between SW and Mr. G.

A refresher to set the stage. She came to me about six years ago (during a time when I had been bringing some BBC porn into the bedroom) regarding having checked out a new workout place very close to our home. One of those Anytime Fitness places where you pay a monthly fee and are able to let yourself in using the keycard or similar, and work out anytime you like. She said she had been by there and got a tour by the franchise owner/manager. That they also have private trainers who work out their clients in the space, etc. She said she had seen one such private trainer there, during her tour, and that he was the most handsome-looking black man she'd every laid eyes on.

I took it all in and once SW told me the monthly price of the membership, I said it was a no-brainer because she could then work out when it is convenient for her, especially the treadmill, to run for 20-30 min and then back home. Neat and easy. I didn't say anything about the trainer, etc.

After a time, she said that the center was offering a promotion for the personal trainers who work out their clients at the location, some kind of free session or sessions. She said she was going to try it out. Later she said she was working out with one of the "master" trainers, who was previously on staff at our full-service premium club, but that he went off on his own once he found out what the club was charging, vs. what he was paid. I took it all in and supported her workouts, staying in shape, etc.

A few weeks later she said she'd gone for a trial personal training series, offered at half off the regular price. And so it went, until she was a regular. And her trainer, it turns out, is this same handsome man. Mr. G.

Mr. G was trying to again manage the "cut" that the location was taking. So at one point, a couple of years later, he took space in a retail center about 10 minutes farther away, and of course SW followed him there. Money was tight for him during that transition, so SW peppered me with requests for Mr. G to be able to do work for me/us and earn some pocket cash. He came over to our house a couple of times for this purpose, but it wasn't really a fit. I must admit I was thinking of a way to make this more casual, easy for him to come and go, etc. for the sake of my hotwife husband predisposition. I also wondered if SW was kind of playing on this.

But he got busy a lot faster than expected, which was assisted by SW referring several of her girlfriends to Mr. G for private training.

"You want to know how I keep in this shape? It's all Mr. G."

I also believe this was the time frame during which SW was made aware that Mr. G's wife keeps a very close eye on attractive female clients of Mr. G.

The years continued and SW and Mr. G naturally became closer friends. She continued to place a high importance on attending the scheduled sessions, and was always disappointed if he had to cancel because of personal or family reasons.

Then there was this secret expansion of the business, that SW apparently was aware of, but not too many other people. The acquisition, by Mr. G's wife, of the full-service gym/club/spa location about 10 minutes even farther away from where we live. Mr. G was going over there and assisting with getting it ready for the grand re-opening, and apparently SW had been meeting him over there for their private training sessions. They had the whole place to themselves (including the saunas, jacuzzis, workout rooms, massage therapy rooms, light and scent and sound therapy room, showers and full-service locker room) for some weeks. She never told me about this until the day of the grand opening (which she insisted I attend with her), and I believe perhaps only because it was referenced in conversation by someone else. She said I should attend with her because it will make Mr. G's wife more at ease.

At the grand re-opening, the local mayor and television station were there at the cutting of the ribbon. There was a professional photographer, etc. I suggested we get photos of SW and Mr. G and he was all giddy for it, but then his wife walked into the visual area and he immediately positioned himself as far away from SW (within reason) as possible.

So there you have it. SW and Mr. G have this closeness when they are together. They talk about everything including chatting about me and what Mr. G might do in any situation, then SW later tells me that Mr. G's way is better and that I should adjust, etc. What car I should buy. How I should address home theater stuff. Which sports teams are the best. Things like that (sports) about which SW never had any interest whenever I brought it up. They kind of act like two people would if having an office affair. When nobody is around, they are close. When his wife is around, they are essentially two ships that pass in the night, hiding any obvious awareness of each other.

If I had to guess, they may have had a thing for a minute, but decided it was a bad idea if they were to continue any kind of workout relationship. And also the possibility of getting caught would sink Mr. G's marriage and lifestyle/fitness businesses. Also that SW's friends work out with Mr. G from time to time, which is a kind of risk for SW.

SW insisted on inviting Mr. G and his wife to my upcoming birthday party. They have replied with their RSVP as "attending" so that's something.

[BallSpanking]

Was there not a dinner occasion with Ms I present where SW promised your greatest fantasy fulfilled before your next birthday?
Or was she just blowing smoke? Seems Ms I overheard that and made a mental note of it ... So, done deal?

[afagehi7]

A question came up regarding any hanky panky between SW and Mr. G.

A refresher to set the stage. She came to me about six years ago (during a time when I had been bringing some BBC porn into the bedroom) regarding having checked out a new workout place very close to our home. One of those Anytime Fitness places where you pay a monthly fee and are able to let yourself in using the keycard or similar, and work out anytime you like. She said she had been by there and got a tour by the franchise owner/manager. That they also have private trainers who work out their clients in the space, etc. She said she had seen one such private trainer there, during her tour, and that he was the most handsome-looking black man she'd every laid eyes on.

I took it all in and once SW told me the monthly price of the membership, I said it was a no-brainer because she could then work out when it is convenient for her, especially the treadmill, to run for 20-30 min and then back home. Neat and easy. I didn't say anything about the trainer, etc.

After a time, she said that the center was offering a promotion for the personal trainers who work out their clients at the location, some kind of free session or sessions. She said she was going to try it out. Later she said she was working out with one of the "master" trainers, who was previously on staff at our full-service premium club, but that he went off on his own once he found out what the club was charging, vs. what he was paid. I took it all in and supported her workouts, staying in shape, etc.

A few weeks later she said she'd gone for a trial personal training series, offered at half off the regular price. And so it went, until she was a regular. And her trainer, it turns out, is this same handsome man. Mr. G.

Mr. G was trying to again manage the "cut" that the location was taking. So at one point, a couple of years later, he took space in a retail center about 10 minutes farther away, and of course SW followed him there. Money was tight for him during that transition, so SW peppered me with requests for Mr. G to be able to do work for me/us and earn some pocket cash. He came over to our house a couple of times for this purpose, but it wasn't really a fit. I must admit I was thinking of a way to make this more casual, easy for him to come and go, etc. for the sake of my hotwife husband predisposition. I also wondered if SW was kind of playing on this.

But he got busy a lot faster than expected, which was assisted by SW referring several of her girlfriends to Mr. G for private training.

"You want to know how I keep in this shape? It's all Mr. G."

I also believe this was the time frame during which SW was made aware that Mr. G's wife keeps a very close eye on attractive female clients of Mr. G.

The years continued and SW and Mr. G naturally became closer friends. She continued to place a high importance on attending the scheduled sessions, and was always disappointed if he had to cancel because of personal or family reasons.

Then there was this secret expansion of the business, that SW apparently was aware of, but not too many other people. The acquisition, by Mr. G's wife, of the full-service gym/club/spa location about 10 minutes even farther away from where we live. Mr. G was going over there and assisting with getting it ready for the grand re-opening, and apparently SW had been meeting him over there for their private training sessions. They had the whole place to themselves (including the saunas, jacuzzis, workout rooms, massage therapy rooms, light and scent and sound therapy room, showers and full-service locker room) for some weeks. She never told me about this until the day of the grand opening (which she insisted I attend with her), and I believe perhaps only because it was referenced in conversation by someone else. She said I should attend with her because it will make Mr. G's wife more at ease.

At the grand re-opening, the local mayor and television station were there at the cutting of the ribbon. There was a professional photographer, etc. I suggested we get photos of SW and Mr. G and he was all giddy for it, but then his wife walked into the visual area and he immediately positioned himself as far away from SW (within reason) as possible.

So there you have it. SW and Mr. G have this closeness when they are together. They talk about everything including chatting about me and what Mr. G might do in any situation, then SW later tells me that Mr. G's way is better and that I should adjust, etc. What car I should buy. How I should address home theater stuff. Which sports teams are the best. Things like that (sports) about which SW never had any interest whenever I brought it up. They kind of act like two people would if having an office affair. When nobody is around, they are close. When his wife is around, they are essentially two ships that pass in the night, hiding any obvious awareness of each other.

If I had to guess, they may have had a thing for a minute, but decided it was a bad idea if they were to continue any kind of workout relationship. And also the possibility of getting caught would sink Mr. G's marriage and lifestyle/fitness businesses. Also that SW's friends work out with Mr. G from time to time, which is a kind of risk for SW.

SW insisted on inviting Mr. G and his wife to my upcoming birthday party. They have replied with their RSVP as "attending" so that's something.

I agree, the sexual chemistry and tension is there but they've never " sealed the deal. " Maybe a good kiss at some point but I doubt it was any farther than that.

[slenderfish]

Was there not a dinner occasion with Ms I present where SW promised your greatest fantasy fulfilled before your next birthday?
Or was she just blowing smoke? Seems Ms I overheard that and made a mental note of it ... So, done deal?

Birthday is in June. Time is counting down!

BTW she is, of course, training with Mr. G today.

[afagehi7]

Was there not a dinner occasion with Ms I present where SW promised your greatest fantasy fulfilled before your next birthday?
Or was she just blowing smoke? Seems Ms I overheard that and made a mental note of it ... So, done deal?

Birthday is in June. Time is counting down!

BTW she is, of course, training with Mr. G today.

Any idea what the gift will be? I mean it's right around the corner, I'd think if she was going to fuck a guy you'd be seeing some signs. She doesn't strike me as a random in a bar girl

[slenderfish]

Was there not a dinner occasion with Ms I present where SW promised your greatest fantasy fulfilled before your next birthday?
Or was she just blowing smoke? Seems Ms I overheard that and made a mental note of it ... So, done deal?

Birthday is in June. Time is counting down!

BTW she is, of course, training with Mr. G today.

Any idea what the gift will be? I mean it's right around the corner, I'd think if she was going to fuck a guy you'd be seeing some signs. She doesn't strike me as a random in a bar girl

If she has a plan then yes, she will soon be in preparation mode. The only hint so far is that she has been more sexually randy over the past few weeks.

For example, on Sunday evening we were watching television in our new great room, and the window coverings are not yet installed. People on the street could easily get to a viewing angle to see right inside, us on the love seat. After the program was over, around 10:00 p.m., SW literally jumped my bones. I did not hesitate to take her lead, and took off all her clothes while she gave me a bj and then she climbed up and mounted me, riding with not a care in the world. She did observe that someone could see her/us but said she didn't care.

[BallSpanking]

In the case ... ... Why install the window coverings?

[Mr Mrs Cream]

Was there not a dinner occasion with Ms I present where SW promised your greatest fantasy fulfilled before your next birthday?
Or was she just blowing smoke? Seems Ms I overheard that and made a mental note of it ... So, done deal?

Birthday is in June. Time is counting down!

BTW she is, of course, training with Mr. G today.

Any idea what the gift will be? I mean it's right around the corner, I'd think if she was going to fuck a guy you'd be seeing some signs. She doesn't strike me as a random in a bar girl

If she has a plan then yes, she will soon be in preparation mode. The only hint so far is that she has been more sexually randy over the past few weeks.

For example, on Sunday evening we were watching television in our new great room, and the window coverings are not yet installed. People on the street could easily get to a viewing angle to see right inside, us on the love seat. After the program was over, around 10:00 p.m., SW literally jumped my bones. I did not hesitate to take her lead, and took off all her clothes while she gave me a bj and then she climbed up and mounted me, riding with not a care in the world. She did observe that someone could see her/us but said she didn't care.

it might have been exciting for her that someone might be watching.

It was safe a long time ago when cameras were rare, but now she may be a star of such recording.
For the top mobiles quality of the recording during night is on good level.
Hope there is no celibrity living around you so no paparazi…

But ask SW to make a show for another couple.