I almost lost it.
As she set the coffee and cups down I took note that her red bra and
panties were covered by a short sheer jacket, but I could still almost
see her body in enticing detail.
After pouring coffees for each of us, Wilma sat next to Robert and
acted as though this was a natural and normal situation. Soon we
were all chatting and talking about what a good time we had tonight
when listening to an obviously very talented musician.
As we talked, Robert periodically ran his hands over Wilma’s shoulders,
arms and legs while talking naturally and looking directly at me.
I guess I didn’t show the reaction he was looking for as at one point
he stopped and asked me if I didn’t like Wilma’s outfit.
“It’s fine, Robert”, I told him, “It looks very attractive on Wilma”.
“Well, you don’t act as though you like it”, Robert responded, Why
don’t you sit over here where you can see it better and show Wilma
just how much you like seeing her in it?”
I liked Wilma and certainly didn’t want to be part of something
engineered by a drunk Robert, loving husband or not, but as I looked
at Wilma in some trepidation, she scooted a few inches closer to
Robert and patted the cushion next to her.
I picked up my coffee, glad to have something to do with my hands,
and after walking a few feet to the couch, sat next to this vision
in red.
“Now, that’s better, don’t you think, Honey?”, Robert asked Wilma as
he pulled her close for a quick kiss.
Soon we were all comfortable again in our new positions and talking
away as though this was the most natural thing to do.
While talking, Robert continued petting and touching Wilma while also
giving her short kisses and ear nibbles.
I was enjoying both the talk and the obviously sensual sight of this
great looking woman and I could see that she was starting to respond
to
Robert’s touches and seemingly innocent pats.
In only a matter of minutes, Robert had his hand under Wilma’s top
and
kneading her breast while talking as though it was not happening.
After more talk and more rounds of “touchy-feely” from Robert, he
suddenly pulled Wilma into a kiss and simultaneously untied the bow
at her throat. Stopping the kiss, he turned to resume talking with
me as he also opened her top, leaving her red bra in full view.
I was still confused, but definitely enjoying what I was being shown.
Although not “busty”, Wilma had a very nice set of tits that filled
her bra enticingly.
Through all this, Wilma made no move to stop Robert or indicate that
she was uncomfortable. Her only reaction was an occasional blush as
she talked with us in a normal voice.
I could see Robert watching me as we talked and also see the tent in
his trousers that told me he was enjoying this.
Again carrying on an easy conversation, Robert took Wilma’s hand and
placed it over his trousers. As though it was the most natural thing
in the world, Wilma began softly kneading Roberts crotch while
carrying her part of the conversation.
Soon, however, that too changed. Maybe due to some unspoken signal
from Robert that I missed, Wilma unzipped Roberts, trousers, took
out his cock and was now stroking it slowly.
Suddenly the mood changed.
“That’s it, Sweetheart. Show Larry how much you like playing with
my cock”.
Now I was the one with a tent in my trousers. This was maybe the
most sensual and erotic sight I had ever seen and it was happening
two feet from me.
I couldn’t help but look at Wilma’s hand slowly working up and down
on Robert’s cock and now saw that he was openly kneading her tit
with one hand and gently rubbing over her panties with the other.
“Yeah, Babe”, Robert murmured, “Jack it for me. Jack my cock so
Larry can see how much you like it.”
The words.
I was being turned on as much by hearing Robert’s words as by
watching Wilma jacking his cock.
“OK, Sweety”, Wilma answered, “but you’ll have to carry on for a
few minutes. We need a fresh pot of coffee.”
Duhh!! Coffee? OK, my cup was admittedly empty, but the break in
tension was huge.
“OK”, Robert said as he took hold of his own cock and jacked it
himself, saying, “but don’t dawdle. Get back as soon as you can.”
With that, Wilma picked up the pot, stood and started toward the
kitchen.
“Wilma”, Robert called to her.
Stopping and turning to look at him, coffee pot in hand, she asked,
“Yes, Robert?”
Robert simply said, “It’s time, Honey.”
With a small nod, Wilma turned and continued into the kitchen.
“What a woman”, Robert said while still jacking his cock. “She keeps
me
on a low boil all the time.”
“Well, with a beautiful and obviously loving wife like that, Robert,
I’m surprised it’s only a low boil. I’d be boiling over all the time.
We’d never get out of the house.”
That caused Robert to laugh, but he responded with, “Get comfortable,
Larry. Go ahead and take out your cock. I know you’d feel better and
Wilma does like to look too, you know. You’ve been looking at us and,
I think, enjoying the looking, so how about returning the favor. We’d
like to see you too.”
I told Robert that although his offer was tempting, I’d not be
comfortable without knowing how Wilma felt about all that he said.
“Well, have it your way, Larry, but you’ll see soon enough that I’m
right. And it is only fair, after all.”
Now I’m about as straight as they come and have never had a gay
thought in my life. But maybe because Wilma had been part of the
activities up until now, I admit that it was a turn on to see Robert
sitting there slowly stroking his hard cock with his wife only a few
steps away in the kitchen.
It seemed no time at all until Wilma came out of the kitchen with a
fresh pot of coffee and my eyes nearly fell out of my head. She had
taken off her bra and panties and was now just wearing the translucent
cover jacket that hid very little. I could easily make out her dark
rose areola and also see that her pussy was shaved clean.
“That’s more like it, Honey”, Robert said to her as she put down the
pot and again took her seat next to Robert. “That’s what we want to
see, more of your gorgeous tits and pussy.”
Wilma just blushed again smiled and began refilling our coffee cups.
“But you’re right, Honey”, Robert said, “Larry’s seen your tits, but
he hasn’t seen your pussy yet. Open your top and stand up for us,
Wilma. Let us have a good look at what a beautiful woman you are.”
Without a word, Wilma stood and, arms at her side just looked at us.
“Open your top, Honey”, Robert instructed her, “let us see all of you
clearly.”
And that’s just what Wilma did. Tucking the tail of her top under her
elbows she stood before us in total frontal nudity and I got my first
overall look at Wilma and her gorgeous body.
Medium height and slender, her shoulder length auburn hair set a
perfect contrast to her fair skin. She was all that Robert said she
was, a sight to behold.
Robert continued to look at his beautiful wife while still stroking
his cock, but told Wilma that I was reluctant to take mine out and
jack it without her approval.
“Tell him it’s OK, Wilma. Tell Larry that he should get comfortable,
too, and that we’d enjoy seeing his appreciation of how good you look.
“Robert’s right, Larry”, Wilma told me, “Please make yourself
comfortable like Robert says.”
“Come on, Babe,” Robert blurted, “tell him what you want, what we
want and tell him so he knows for sure you mean it.”
Turning back to look at me, Wilma then said, “As Robert says, Larry,
you should take out your cock and jack off with us. You’ll feel so
much better with your cock in your hand as you look at me … at us.”
Wow !!! The words again. Just hearing this classy woman say those
words put my blood pressure through the roof and my cock to a painful
level of erection.
As I unzipped my trousers to comply, Robert patted the couch next to
him and told Wilma to sit down and take over on his cock again.
In no time I was part of their private little erotic group, jacking
my very hard cock while I watched a nude and gorgeous Wilma jack on
Robert’s.
“Isn’t she great, Larry?”, Robert asked me as he resumed kneading her
tits and rubbing over her pussy.
“She certainly is, Robert”, I replied, “You’re a very lucky man”.
“Here, Honey”, Robert told Wilma, “Lean back a little so I can get at
that pussy of yours better and Larry can see it.”
Wilma didn’t say a word, but merely turned square to the couch and
leaned back against the cushions in a semi reclining position.
Maintaining his hold on her breast, Robert gently pried Wilma’s legs
apart and began running two fingers gently up and down her pussy lips.
All Wilma did was give out a very small moan as she continued jacking
Robert’s cock with one hand.
From my position next to her right leg, I could look down on a clear
view of Robert’s hand running over a beautiful pussy. Being shaved, I
could see her generous inner lips protruding slightly and watch as
they turned a slightly darker shade in response to Robert’s busy hand.
“Having fun, Larry?”, Robert asked. “You like watching Wilma jack my
cock while she gets her pussy worked over?”
What a stupid question I thought that was … and I told him so.
Robert just laughed at that and told me, “Well, you can play too, you know.
Come on up here and show that tit next to you how much you like it.
Don’t worry about your cock, it’ll get taken care of.”
Suddenly Wilma’s hand was over mine. I looked at her and she just
smiled while giving me the slightest nod.
I needed no more encouragement than that and as she took over stroking
my cock, I began exploring, feeling and kneading her right tit.
What an erotic sight I had before me. This gorgeous woman was jacking
me and her husband while we were both exploring both her tits and her pussy.
Very soon, Robert upped the ante again by leaning down to take Wilma’s
left nipple in his mouth and began sucking it while still kneading and
squeezing her breast.
All I had to do was look at Wilma’s face and I was down sucking on her
right tit as well.
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