"Oh that IS a good deal!" blurts out your wife happily, squeezing his thigh for emphasis. Jimmy gives an involuntary yelp in response and you realize with horror that your wife is actually gripping his cock through his pants. "Isn’t that wonderful, dear?" she says turning to you as she squeezes Jimmy’s thing.
You stare open mouthed at her, “Honey, what are you doing to Jimmy’s…leg?" you say hoarsely, your stomach flipping.
"Why nothing at all, dear. What are you talking about?" she says with concern as she carefully pinches the outline of his prick through his pants.
"I mean, look what you’re doing!" you say in frustration gesturing at hand working his crotch.
"Well he’s understandably excited by this new job." she says as she turns her attention to his crotch. "Let me see something." she says, unzipping his fly casually and expertly extracting his stiff member.
"Mrs. Jenkins!" he yelps.
"Oh, don’t mind me, dear, do go on and tell us more. When do you start?" she says as she strokes his boner.
"Oh my god." he says groaning with pleasure.
"This is outrageous!" you shout jumping to your feet. "Stop that at once! What’s gotten into you!?"
"Why are you two being like this?" she asks petulantly. "I am just helping Jimmy celebrate his new job!" She gives you a devilish wink and then bends down to start sucking his dick.
"Oh fuck!" he says, putting his hand on her head as it bobs up and down on his cock.
Your wife slips her panties off and the next thing you know, she has deftly straddled him and is riding his cock and pushing her boobs into his face.
You stand frozen as you watch and are embarrassed to find that you are pitching a tent in your own trousers at the sight of your wife fucking this young guy.
Pretty soon he grunts and grips her ass cheeks and you realize this kid is shooting his load into your wife. After his spasms subside, your wife nimbly dismounts and chastely smooths her slip.
"Who wants lemonade?" she asks cheerfully as she heads off to the kitchen.
You and Jimmy just stare at each other. He has a look of chagrin, and you have a look of horror.
"Got anything stronger?" he croaks hesitantly.
Your wife talks your neighbor into a blowjob
Your neighbor Jim is a divorcee who lives alone and your wife often invites him over because she feels sorry for him. One night you are all sitting around after dinner having a few drinks.
"So are you dating at all, JIm?" asks your wife, turning to face him as they sit side by side on the couch.
"No, no," he says shaking his head. "I really can’t imagine trying to date again after all these years."
"How long were you married?" you ask sympathetically from your armchair.
"Fifteen years," he say sadly.
You don’t ask more about his wife. She ran off with another man and it’s a sore topic with him still.
"Well we need to find you a woman," says your wife with concern, putting her hand on his knee. "We must know some nice single woman to introduce you to. What do you think, honey?" She looks at you with raised eyebrows.
"Oh jeez, do you really want to play matchmaker?" you ask, laughing. "We shouldn’t be meddling, let Jim live his own life."
"Nonsense," she sniffs, crossing her legs and hiking up her skirt haughtily. "Everyone needs a helping hand now and then," she says, straightening her shoulders and jutting her chest out. You notice Jim cast a surreptitious glance at your wife’s chest and then down to her shapely legs and you smile inwardly to yourself.
"What do you say, Jim?" she says looking into his eye earnestly and rubbing his leg. "Aren’t you lonely?"
He steals another look at her boobs and then averts his eyes nervously when he notices you watching him. "Oh, sure. I have been pretty lonely... You know, since the divorce. But I just would feel so awkward being around a strange woman. I have been out of the dating scene for a long time and I never was much of a player in the first place," he chuckles ruefully.
"Well, we just need to find you a slut then." you say, teasing him and taking another sip of your drink.
He laughs out loud and then stops, giving your wife an embarrassed look. But she isn’t offended, she just has a thoughtful look on her face.
"That might not be such a bad idea actually, dear," she says to you with a smile. "Anyway, please excuse me, you two. I am going to go change out of these office clothes," She gets up to go and you catch Jim checking out her ass as she walks out of the room. You almost laugh out loud. Poor Jim doesn’t realize how obvious he is being. He looks over at you and realizes that you saw him and shrugs his shoulders sheepishly. You sit drinking together silently for a couple of minutes.
"You know, I think your are right," he stammers suddenly, turning red slightly. "I probably do need to meet a slutty woman. That way, I don’t have to worry about being a casanova. If she likes me, she will just take her shirt off," he laughs half-heartedly.
"There you go," you say. Then you hold up your drink to propose a toast. "To sluts."
‘To sluts," he agrees taking a drink.
"I’ll drink to that," agrees your wife, walking back into the room wearing a short, sheer negligee with thigh-high stockings. You almost choke on your drink and Jim is staring open mouthed at her nipples and jiggling breasts, just visible through the thin material.
"My God, Martha. What do you think you’re doing?" you ask in shock.
"What’s the matter, dear? Don’t you like it?" she says posing for you with a dramatic pout. Your penis grow stiff at the sight of her body but your face is flushed with embarrassment that she is exposing herself so freely in front of your neighbor.
"You’re, uh, going to make our guest nervous coming out here like that," you say shakily.
"Oh don’t be silly, dear. Weren’t you just lauding the virtues of loose women?" she laughs with a twinkle in her eye. Then she turns to Jim and strikes a pose for him. "Am I making you nervous, Jim?" she asks devilishly.
"Yes," he says simply as his eyes rove over her gorgeous body, barely concealed by her transparent lingerie. "I’m very nervous, in fact, I better be going," he puts his drink down clumsily and is about to get up, but your wife strides over to him and pushes him back onto the couch. She deftly deposits herself onto his lap and wraps one arm around the back of his neck.
"Don’t be so skittish," she says with a comforting smile. "I can’t believe you two boys are being such prudes about this." She looks over at you to judge your reaction.
"I…I… uh, a prude?" you say lamely. You heart is racing with excitement and you don’t know what to say. "You can’t just go and sit on another man’s lap like that… practically naked… it’s just…" you trail off at a loss for words.
She just laughs lightly. "Oh dear, listen to yourself. Why shouldn’t I give poor Jim a little thrill?" she pauses, wriggling her rear back and forth on Jim’s crotch. "Why Jim, what’s going on down there?" she asks him flirtatiously.
He pushes her off his lap gently and she ends up sitting next to him on the couch with one leg draped rakishly over his. You look over and see that she isn’t even wearing any panties and your pulse quickens even further. You notice that your cock is painfully swollen at this point.
"I feel more comfortable if you sit over there," he says breathing heavily, putting his hand over his crotch to hide his erection. "I mean, I like sluts, but, you are a married woman!" he blurts out.
"Jim, my husband and I have been together for 15 years ourselves. I actually think a little flirtation like this will reignite our own love life. But I’m not doing this for us, I’m doing it for you," she reaches over starts stroking the bulge in his pants. "You need some womanly attention," she says lustily.
Your stomach turns cold as you watch your wife fingering your neighbor’s cock and you can barely breathe. "Martha!" you exclaim.
"You’ve got to stop," croaks Jim, putting his hand over hers but not pulling it away.
"Don’t you
"Oh god," he moans gazing at her stiff nipples as she works his member.
"I think Jim needs a blowjob, dear," she says matter of factly turning to you.
"Who doesn’t?" you say, surprising yourself with a flip response. "But my wife shouldn’t be giving him one."
"I have an idea!" she says brightly. "Why don’t you jerk off while you watch?" she says. "I see you touching yourself over there."
You look down and suddenly realize that you have been unconsciously fingering your own boner while you watched your wife sitting there practically naked, squeezing your neighbors junk.
"Oh fuck," you swear.
"I have an even better idea," she says, unzipping his fly. She is startled by how abruptly his hardon springs out of his pants, but she recovers herself quickly and grips his bare penis in her hand, eliciting a groan of pleasure from Jim. "Come over her and do me from behind while I suck him off."
With that, she stops talking and lowers her head down onto Jim’s prick, sucking lustfully. She raises her bare ass in the air and points it at you. You sit in shock for a few moments. You can’t believe this is happening. Your wife has never acted this way before, but as inappropriate as it is, you realize that you are torn between anger and arousal. You gaze at her swollen labia waiting for you as she sucks Jim’s cock, and you make your decision. You jump up, whipping out your dick and positioning yourself behind her. You can’t help but slap her ass sharply in frustration at her infidelity, but she just yelps softly and resumes sucking with more enthusiasm than before. Jim has his head thrown back in ecstasy, gripping and kneading your wife’s dangling breasts in his hands, totally oblivious to you. So you just push your cock into your wife’s cunt and start fucking her doggystyle while she sucks your neighbor off on the couch. You reach around and work her clit with your fingers for a minute but she quickly takes over, servicing herself with one hand and holding Jim’s cock with the other while she sucks it.
Jim quickly blows his load in her face and she sucks the remaining cum from his cock until he cries out begging her to stop. You bang her furiously and she rubs herself until you both cum almost simultaneously. She shuddering in climax while you shoot your load inside her. Presently you are all collapsed on the couch, sweaty and engulfed in a post-orgasm glow.
"To sluts" says your wife finding and hoisting her long forgotten drink. You and Jim can think of no other response but to raise your own glasses and you all share a laugh and a drink.
Your wife takes some guys into the bedroom and closes the door
You are surprised when you wife brings home two strange men after work one day.
"Uh, hello," you say as they walk into the living room together.
"Oh, hello dear," says your wife, slightly embarrassed. "This is Rob & Jerry, some friends of mine from work."
The two men give you a sheepish wave and quickly look away, examining the furnishings.
"We are just going to… hang out in the bedroom," says your wife hesitantly.
"Hang out?" you say, perplexed.
"Yes, well, it’s really quite comfortable in there," says your wife lamely. "I’ll grab some drinks, excuse me."
She hurries off the kitchen and you stare with annoyance at the two strange men who are avoiding your eyes. After a few moments of awkward silence, your wife returns with a drink tray and snacks.
"Follow me, boys," she says heading down the hall.
You stand up nervously , ready to follow them, but your wife notices and calls back to you. "Dear, would mind terribly I spent some time alone with our guests?"
"Alone?" you call back stupidly.
"Well, yes, dear. We would just like a bit of privacy," she says as they all enter the bedroom together.
"But…" you respond numbly.
"Nothing to worry about, we will be fine," she says brightly as she shuts the door.
You stand there perplexed for a moment and then sit back down. "This is preposterous," you mutter to yourself. But you don’t know how to deal with this sort of thing. Your wife has never done anything like this before.
You try to read for a bit but you can’t concentrate. What could they be doing in there? Your wife has never been unfaithful. Surely there can’t be any hanky-panky going on… After a while the door opens and you catch a glimpse of your wife scurrying into the kitchen. You are shocked to see that she is wearing nothing but a lacy bra and panties along with thigh-high stockings.
You jump up indignantly to confront her as she emerges from the kitchen to head back down the hall.
"My god, what do you think you are doing?" you gasp,
"Just needed more ice," she says blushing madly and holding up the ice bucket, trying to get around you.
"But where are your clothes?" you demand.
"Well… it’s…" she stammers. "Look, I am perfectly comfortable dressed like this," she says nervously.
"You call that ‘dressed’? You are practically naked!" you insist, moving to block her way.
"Keep your voice down, dear," she says, looking with concern down the hall toward the bedroom. "Our guests will hear you."
"Our guests!" you sputter in amazement. “What sort of shenanigans are going on in there?"
"Oh don’t be silly," she says, finally managing to slip deftly by you and hurry down the hall. "What could you possibly have to worry about?" she says feigning levity. Then she slips back into the bedroom and this time you hear her lock the door behind her.
You stand there in a daze for a while and then decide to go listen at the door. You can hear the murmur of voices and occasional laughter but nothing else. You can’t get up the nerve to knock, so you head back and sit down in the living room again. Your wife is in there with these strange men for a long time and after a while you notice that your penis is hard thinking about what might be happening. Embarrassed, you jump up and decide to listen at the door again.
This time you hear moans and rustling and the rhythmic creaking of your bed. You turn pale at the sound as the blood drains from your face as your stomach flips. But instead of banging on the door, you find yourself unzipping your fly and pulling your cock out. You are surprised that you feel this urge, but you start stroking yourself as you listen to obvious sounds of you wife getting fucked by two strange men.
Your wife squeezes your buddy's cock through his pants
You and your buddies are watching television one day. Your wife walks in wearing a halter top and short shorts and you notice some of your friends checking her out. She likes to get attention with her body which annoys you. She flops down on the couch next to your pal, Tim and starts watching the show. You notice Tim glancing over at her large breasts and exposed thighs several times. You glare at him and catch his eye and he shrugs sheepishly when you bust him. Your wife notices too and then looks at his crotch and see the outline of his boner running down the leg of his pants.
She turns to him with interest. "What’s this in your pants, Tim?" she asks, pinching the outline of his cock with her fingers. "Is it a flashlight?" she asks innocently?
The other guys break out laughing nervously as Tim wriggles in his seat and stammers a response. "Uh, no, that’s uh, something else."
"Honey, what are you doing?" you ask angrily.
She just looks at you innocently as she continues to finger Tim’s cock through his pants. "I just wanted to see what this was. I think I know now though. It keeps getting harder the more I touch it." She turns to him and asks. "Did I do this?"
"Uh I guess so." he says, looking over at you desperately for help.
"Jesus, cut that out." you say getting to you feet, but unsure what to do.
"Ok, Ok." she says withdrawing her hand. "Wow, so sorry to freak everyone out."
You shake your head in disbelief and sit back down, but you have a hard time concentrating on the show. After your friends leave, you confront her about it.
"How could you grab my friend’s cock like that?" you demand as you shut the door behind the last of your guests.
"Well he was checking me out you know." she says smugly crossing her arms.
"Well you were flaunting your body again, what do you expect?" you ask exasperated.
"This is my house too, and I should be able to dress as I please in my own home." she replies heatedly.
"Yeah, sure, but what gives you the right to grab his cock. You are a married woman!" you shout, embarrassed at how shrill you sound.
"You’re a married woman." she mimics, laughing. When she notices your hurt expression, she comes and puts her arms around you. "Oh honey, don’t make such a big deal out of it. It was nothing. I was just annoyed that you guys were taking over the living room with all your testosterone. So I decided to turn the tables a little bit."
"Yeah, I don’t know." you say skeptically. "That’s pretty… slutty, you know grabbing another guy’s junk like that."
"Well it’s not like I’ve never touched another penis before." says your wife coyly.
"Ugh, I don’t want to hear about it." you say pushing her away.
‘Ok suit yourself." she says. "Want some food?"
"Uh, sure, what have we got?" you ask. You feel that the matter isn’t settled, but you don’t know what else to say.
* Section 2 - Wives pursued and caving in
An introverted friend gets sauced up and shows your wife his thing
Your wife invited another couple you are friendly with, Dan and Susan to have dinner and drinks one Friday night. Susan had to watch her sister’s children, but she insisted that Dan come alone. He’s a bit of an introvert and his wife is always trying to get him to socialize more, so you weren’t too surprised and your wife graciously agreed to have him over on his own.
After dinner you are all sitting in the living room having drinks when your wife exclaims, “Ugh, I have to change out of these work clothes. You two don’t mind if I ‘slip into something more comfortable’ do you?" she asks, laughing self-consciously and making scare quotes with her fingers.
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