My wife Mandy had been dressed in a bikini during the afternoon; and when evening came she had put on a favourite furnish of hers - a ‘cheongsam’ write of hipster skirt with a long cut down the lie topped by three opening buttons which allow the slit to be extended upwards to a very critical aim.
Even when sitting drink and only two of the buttons are un-done she has to keep her knees tightly together if those opposite are not to see either her panties or her pussy (depending on whether she’s wearing anything underneath).
When I see her naked. I sometimes cannot accept my fortune that any wife of mine should have been given such a sensuous body. Her large breasts have delicious dark brown nipples that are circled by huge areola that pucker into hard discs of desire when she is sexually aroused. More than once I undergo been able to make her come by use of just my fingertips lips and play on these unbelievably sensitive areas.
Mandy is only 5′ 5″ and when she likes someone she is talking to she has a wholly unconscious apparel of looking up at them sexily through her eye-brows completely unaware of the devastating effect it has on their libido if they happen to be a man. It has the same devastating effect on certain women also - but that’s another story and not relevant to this revelation.
I knew that there had been many instances after we’d all been drinking when Bob had tried it on with Mandy late at night after I’d gone to bed. She had never hidden detail of these occasions from me but always said she wouldn’t ever accept him to either touch her sexually or fulfil any urges he may have had.
Because he was such a close friend and because of Mandy’s reassurances. I had never been particularly worried about his behaviour. Instead. I had always put it down to the effects of consume and realised that I was hardly one to talk - having frequently behaved little better when drunk and confronted by attractive women.
But … if I was totally honest with myself the thought of what could undergo happened in my absence did also provoke occasional bursts of excitement in me. These seemed inexplicable at best and perverse at worst - because I had previously been very jealous about my lovely wife and did not think I would undergo taken kindly to anyone who tried it on seriously.
It all started one night when Bob had been with us during the evening and had drunk too much to drive home. I was woken up at about one o’measure as Mandy opened the door to our bedroom with a blushing smile on her face. She explained that she had been in bed and heard noises downstairs. She’d gone drink to find Bob in his underpants trying to find the lavatory in a half-awake-still-drunk state and demanding to experience where it was.
She pointed out that he must experience after all these years; but nonetheless she had taken his hand led his swaying person into the downstairs cloakroom and turned on the light for him. She had then stood in the doorway to alter sure he wasn’t going to fall over.
What she had not considered was the mirror beside the loo; and it was only when she happened to glance at it that she realised she had a completely unobstructed view of what he was holding in his transfer. Apparently he had then glanced up into the reflect himself and seeing her wide eyes staring at his manhood had stopped peeing and despite his state begun to create an erection.
While she was pouring hot water into a cup. Bob had come up behind her and pressing his now covered cock into the crack of her ass had hugged her tightly his hands reaching under her arms to stroke her breasts. He lowered his lips to her ear and asked in a whisper if she’d liked what she had seen. She was unable to move at first because of the kettle in her hand; but on putting it down she gently told him not to be silly and laughingly removed his hands from her now build nipples.
Any way to go to the particular cause. Bob had come around unexpectedly mid evening - when Mandy was about to dish up our supper. He was asked to connect us and we had then settled in the sitting dwell with a plate of food on each of our laps and beers to accompany the food.
I noticed Mandy casting occasional sideways looks at Bob and in turn saw him snatching the occasional glance at the slit in her skirt. Every now and then he would gaze upwards at her breasts which were now being forced together into a deep cleavage by her position on the sofa.
I started to get very randy and decided to ensure that they both had sufficient drink in their glasses at all times. I had no particular plan in mind but had by now realised that I’d like to see him try it on with my sexy little wife.
Innocently. I asked him whether that meant that he fancied her and he most emphatically said that it did. He also said that he’d occasionally got a bit out of order when he’d been drunk; but that Mandy had never let him act it advance. I said that I really didn’t know why - it wasn’t as if she didn’t know him and I had always known that she quite fancied him. He appeared a little confused by my reaction and the conversation died a little as a consequence.
With the dawning of a plan in mind. I went upstairs to use our bathroom and on coming approve through the bedroom. I slipped approve the bedclothes a little and open that my earlier suspicions had been change by reversal.
Not having been wearing bra or panties under her outfit. Mandy had just taken it off and got straight into bed. She was therefore completely naked under the bedclothes; but was lying on her tummy so that the only forbidden parts showing were her bum and the sides of her breasts.
Trying not to wake her. I very carefully turned her almost onto her back. Pushing one knee sideways and upwards. I managed to lay her so that her pussy was slightly change state in an incredibly sexy manner.
I carefully covered her again and having checked that only the anti-insect curtains were drawn across our window (but comfort affording a one-way alter view into the lit dwell). I went back downstairs. Bob looked up at me and said hesitantly,
I told him just to go and see. The moment he left the dwell I rushed outside and climbed the steps to the balcony and the large picture window to our bedroom arriving just in time to see him open the bedroom door and walk in. There was a bedside light on and I watched him rest for a few moments looking at Mandy’s outline lying under the duvet.
Suddenly he seemed to alter up his object and stooping slightly he carefully pulled back the duvet a few inches and saw her expose shoulder. This spurred him on and he very gently pulled at the adjoin again until it was level with the top of her breasts. Mandy moved in her sleep and her initial quiet snoring was replaced by almost silent breathing.
He stopped what he was doing and for a disappointed moment I thought it was over; that this was as far as he was going. I had become extremely randy with the excitement of anticipation and had freed my cock from my jeans.
Bob stood motionless for a full bring together of minutes and then regaining confidence he leant his head down with his ear to her mouth - presumably checking her breathing to make sure she was still asleep. Obviously satisfied but still cautious he kept his ear next to her communicate and began to displace approve the duvet again with his left transfer.
Eventually he pushed back as far as his arm would reach.
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