As she reached over the table to say hello to our friends the shirt lifted enough to show enough of her newly shaved pussy to dispel any thought that she might be wearing panties. She came and sat next to me.
“You look stunning,” I said, “I see Christophe looked after you.”
“He really did,” Mimi replied, “I’ll tell you all about it later. He knows how to push my buttons.”
I introduced Christophe to the rest of the table and he sat to my right.
“Sorry we were a bit late,” he said, “the fitting took a bit longer than I expected.”
“No need to apologise. I know that Mimi can be very distracting,” I replied giving him a knowing smile.
We moved into the dining room. By accident or design the women were sat so that they had a man either side of them. I thought Kaz had a revealing outfit on, a leotard body stocking with a small 80’s style rah-rah skirt, until Abigail turned up in a Mankini that left very little to the imagination. Again I marvelled at how a woman of her age could look so stunning practically naked.
As we waited for our meals Mimi whispered in my ear “look at my lovely naked pussy,” pulling the shirt tails apart. The way the seats were set round the table only Christophe and I could see her display. I put my hand on her pussy and slid my finger between her labia.
“It feels great,” I whispered back. She took Christophe’s hand and placed it next to mine.
“Share my pussy”, she said. I pushed a finger into her; Christophe followed my lead and we both slowly finger fucked her under the table. Mimi was purring. I think it was obvious to everyone else at the table that something was going on. I didn’t care.
The meals arrived bringing an end to our little game.
After the meal we all went through to the concert room. I ended up sat next to Christophe as Mimi was dragged up to dance by Danny and the rest of the company drifted off to find their entertainment.
“Mimi’s an incredible lady,” Christophe said to me.
“I know. I’m lucky to have her as my wife,” I replied as we watched Danny slide his hand under her shirt on to her arse.
“I understand why you share her after the conversations I had with her earlier today.” He went on.
“Why, what did she say?”
“The thing that shone through it all was how much she loves you.”
“I love her too. What else did she say,”
“She told me she was worried that she was becoming a slut. I told her that occasionally acting like a slut was exciting.”
“I’ve really enjoyed her behaving like a slut at times,” I replied. “I’ve watched her gangbanged by many guys, even at the poker game I enjoyed watching her being fucked by four total strangers.”
We watched Mimi dancing moving between different dance partners. They all took advantage of her lack of underwear, groping her breasts and vagina. More buttons on her shirt were being unfastened.
“Did you fuck her earlier?” I asked him.
“I wanted to make love to her but she made it clear that was you prerogative; but yes we did have sex. Are you upset?”
“I’m not surprised or upset,” I replied. “Mimi is a free spirit. I may be married to her but I don’t own her; I don’t think any man could.”
We watched Mimi dancing. Her shirt was completely unbuttoned now. Her dance partners were massaging her breasts and stroking her now bald pussy.
“Don’t you mind her getting molested like that?” he asked me.
“How can I? I’ve shared Mimi with, I don’t know, probably close to 200 men but we still enjoy incredible sex.”
I was pleased to see Mimi had not disappeared into any of the private rooms, not that I would have objected much if she did.
“How come you’re not moving in on any of these other women tonight?” I asked him.
“It’s not my scene,” he replied. “Don’t get me wrong I enjoy sex and I’ve had a few of them, including your mother-in-law, but who here is going to compare to Mimi. I can’t improve on her.”
“She is a great fuck,” I said lightening the conversation. “Would you like to fuck her again?”
“Of course I would,” he replied.
Right on cue Mimi joined us, fastening a couple of buttons on her shirt before sitting on my knee and lifting her feet onto Christophe’s lap.
“How come you two haven’t been dancing,” she asked us.
“There was no one better to dance with,” I replied.
“You wore me out earlier,” Christophe said. Mimi gave him a light kick.
“Why don’t we do some private dancing?” I suggested.
“What do have in mind?” Mimi asked.
“Let’s get a bottle of something and go up to our room. I can have a proper look at your newly shaved pussy then,” I replied.
Mimi clapped her hands with glee like a school girl. She jumped up and grabbed us both by the hand and led us to the bar. We settled on brandy. I picked up the bottle while Christophe carried the glasses and went to the lift. It was only 11.15 when we entered our room.
Christophe poured the drinks while I found a music channel on the TV. We sat on the couch. Mimi lay back against my chest and lifted her feet onto Christophe’s lap.
“I still haven’t seen you freshly shaved pussy properly,” I said pulling the hem of her shirt up. I put my hand between her legs gently rubbing her clit before running my finger along her labia. She dropped a foot to the floor opening her pussy to give me easier access. I pushed a finger into her tight pussy. She rubbed Christophe’s groin with her foot.
I undid the few fastened buttons on her shirt so I could knead her breasts. Christophe stood and undressed before burying his face into her pussy. Mimi was purring like a kitten. I eased my way from beneath her, laying her back on the couch, so I could undress.
Christophe certainly knew how to push Mimi’s buttons. She was squirming as he sucked her clit. I stood and watched as he started finger fucking her pussy.
Mimi was pushing up to his fingers, arching her back as she moved close to her orgasm. Christophe stopped going down on her and pulled his fingers away from her. She looked disappointed until he pushed her legs to her chest. Mimi was almost folded in half, her pussy pointing toward the ceiling. Christophe stood over her and drove his cock into her. She came immediately. He pistoned into her; I watched as he eventually came deep inside her.
Watching them had really turned me on. My cock was as hard as it had ever been. Mimi pushed me back on the couch and straddled me. Christophe’s come was leaking from her as she lowered herself onto my cock. She rode me like a dervish and I soon added my semen to Christophe’s.
We sat back on the couch. Our jizz was running from Mimi’s pussy; she caught some of it with her fingers and put her hand to lips, licking them clean. I don’t know what effect that had on Christophe but I started to get excited again.
The three of us sat back drinking the brandy.
“I better get going,” Christophe said picking his clothes up from the floor. Mimi pushed him back onto the couch.
“You’re going nowhere,” she said. “We haven’t danced yet.”
“I should leave you to make love,” he countered.
“I just want to fuck,” Mimi said grabbing his cock.
The three of us danced to a song on the TV. Mimi was enjoying being the meat in our sandwich when there was a light knock on the door.
“Who the fuck can that be,” I said.
“Only one way to find out,” Mimi said walking to the door.
She opened the door to find Keith, the cameraman from the poker game, stood in the corridor. He didn’t bat an eyelid that Mimi was stark naked but then he had seen her in full slut mode earlier in the day.
“I hope I’m not disturbing you,” he said. “I know it’s late but I’ve just finished editing the recordings from the poker game. It’s turned out rather well so I thought you might like to watch it.”
Mimi led him into the room. Again he didn’t seem fazed to see Christophe and me standing naked in the middle of the room.
“Why is so urgent that you want us to watch it now?” Mimi asked him.
“If you approve I want to show it on one of the in-house TV channels over the weekend,” he explained.
“What’s the run time?” I asked.
“42 minutes,” He replied.
“Okay, you set your gear up and I’ll find another glass,” I said to him. I found one in the bathroom. I filled it and handed it to Keith taking the opportunity to top up the rest of us.
“Shall I play it now?” he asked.
“You need to be naked like us,” Mimi said smiling. Keith took the hint and stripped off.
We settled sown to watch the show. Mimi sat on the couch between Keith and Christophe while I sat on the floor with my back to the couch between Mimi’s open legs.
Keith had done a very good job on the opening credits. He had called the film “THE POKER GAME”
With a sub-title “losing isn’t always bad”. The second credits page just said “Starring MIMI & NICK”
And at the bottom of the screen in much smaller print “A Keith Hennessy production”. He’d also added a short piece of music to the soundtrack.
Knowing the content I concentrated on the recording and was pleased with the quality.
It became difficult to concentrate fully as Mimi moved forward on the couch hooking her legs over my shoulders. I could feel the warmth and the dampness of her now hairless pussy on the back of my neck. A sideways glance in both directions showed me she was stroking Christophe and Keith’s cocks.
Although I couldn’t see, the movement of the couch behind me was evidence enough that one or both of them were groping Mimi. A hand moved down to Mimi’s pussy; it must have been Christophe’s going by the direction of approach. I moved my head forward to give him better access. When I felt a second hand behind my neck I thought it was time to move out of the way completely.
Moving Mimi’s legs off of my shoulders I retrieved my drink from the coffee table and moved to the armchair; this afforded me a view of the screen and allowed me to see how things developed on the couch.
I have to admit that Keith had done a great job with the recording but, as usual, Mimi took centre stage as she moved up to kneel on the couch so she could go down on Keith. Christophe finger fucked her while still watching the end of the recording. He couldn’t resist Mimi’s position and kneeling behind her took her from behind, pushing his cock into her pussy.
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