Hello,
My wife has been been showing off for me for over ten years, and I still love it! And I'm certain that many of my friends still do as well. It's almost a given that she will play some kind of game with one of my friends.
When we first started playing we would always discuss, what the plan was going to be, and with whom. Now its even more exciting because, its all up to her. I have absolutely no idea what, if anything she has planned for me, or my friends.
And I know they look forward to seeing something too, and she never fails to play some sort of game with us. Last weekend we went to Hagerstown, Md. to help a good friend move into his new house, we live in the northeast.
My wife and I, and a good friend Dave went down there to help. At the end of the first day, we were all pretty tired, and we were looking forward to getting some kind of fast food, and returning to our hotel suites, just off Rte 81 south. The friend that came with us has been included in a few of my wife's exhibits in the past, and I'm sure that he was hoping that there will be something good happening on this trip too.
Upon returning to the hotel, my wife and I suggested that he should take his food, and meet us in our room instead of eating alone in his. At first he didn't want to look to anxious, to take us up on our offer, which was rather obvious anyway.
So he was left in the lobby while we went up to the second floor to our room. The invite was still open to him at anytime, and he knew that. So we are now getting comfortable in our room, shoes off, washing up and laying out the food on the table. I walk by the window, which faces the front of the building and overlooks the parking lot. I notice that Dave is in the distant end of the lot talking on his cell phone, and still holding his food in the bag.
I tell my wife to come and see for herself, she comes to the window, and she immediately reaches for her cell phone, and calls him. He has call waiting so he answers right away, and my wife sternly, but jokingly tells him to get off the phone and come up to our room to eat before his food gets cold.
At this point he is just kind of yessing her, and then she tells him to hold on for a minute. She immediately pulls off her sweatshirt and bra almost in one motion, and kneels inside the window seat, and presses her tits against the cold glass. She tells him to turn around and look up at the window of our room. When he see her kneeling there in the window topless, he just says I'll be right there, and closes his phone up.
Dave was up in our room in no time flat, and she stayed that way for the first hour, or so and then she wanted to take a shower, before she went to bed. She takes all her stuff, shampoo, and stuff with her into the bathroom.
And then she jokingly says, I'm not going to lock the bathroom door, but I don't want to see you two in there while I'm still in the shower. So of course the interpretation is that I should wait until I know she is in the shower and then go pay her a visit.
I tell Dave that we will wait a few minutes and surprise her, he is in a panic state, saying no, no, she will get mad, and I don't want her to get mad at me! I tell him to trust me, a few minutes later we both go inside the bathroom.
The steam is pretty intense and of course its hot as hell in there too. Within a minute, or so the steam has pretty much dissappeared, and my wife is now aware that she is not by herself any longer. She asks who is in the room with her, and what are they doing?
I tell her its the both of us, and we were just wondering if maybe she needed some help washing her back or something.
The shower curtain flew open, and she was just standing there facing us, with the soap slowly running down over her tits, and asked do I look like I need help? Dave and I both agreed that we would be more than willing to wash any part of her body, that she might want to offer to us.
The next thing she says is please close the door its getting cold in here, so we knew it was going to be a fun time for all. We took everything out of our pockets, threw it all up on the sink, and within a few minutes, Dave and I were still completely dressed standing in the tub with her.
What a moment that was, she took Daves hand put the bar of soap in it and told him to wash her tits again. He just stood there like an idiot at first, and then she commanded him to do it, and he did. She just kept saying how nice it felt to have someone wash her tits, and play with her nipples too!
By this time, I was ready to fuck her senseless right then, and there, but this was too good to have end so quickly. We talked about letting her exhibitionism go a bit further and it always ended in strong orgasms for her as she pictured a friend fucking her but I never thought that she would let it go that far. She's never expressed interest in it despite me telling her that it turned me on greatly.
So while Dave was now playing with her entire upper, and lower area in the front, I was getting a little jealous that he was having more fun than me, so I started to finger fuck her from behind, and that just put her over the top.
Her knees were starting to buckle, and it seemed at times that she was just barely in control of herself. She told us that we have to stop soon, because she doesn't know how much more she can take of this without collapsing in the tub. We quickly rinse all of the soap off of her, and help her out of the tub. We quickly help her dry herself off and we take her to the queen size bed.
She just falls into the bed, and rolls over onto her stomach, and she is lightly moaning about how relaxed she feels, and how that shower felt so good to her. Dave and I are just standing there dripping wet, so I just blurt out to Dave I don't know about you, but I'm taking these wet clothes off right now, because I'm freezing!
I had some problems getting them off because they were indeed soaked. My wife slowly sat up on the edge of the bed, and helped me, and without missing a beat, she asked Dave if he needed help too. That's when I knew that this was going to be a night to remember!
Dave's eye's almost popped out of his head when she asked him that question. And then in like twenty seconds, he was balls ass naked too. She pulled the bedspread down, and got under the covers to warm up a bit, I turned up the heat in the room to full blast, and then both Dave and I jumped in on both sides of her.
At first, we all just layed there looking up at the ceiling I guess, and I know that we were all asking ourselves the same question. How far is this going to go? After a few minutes, the room was rather toasty now, so I got up and lowered the heat. Before I returned, I just reached down and pulled the covers completely off the bed, and the stated that it was most certainly hot enough in the room, that we no longer needed covers.
My wife remained on her back, and Dave was laying on his right side, apparently playing with my wife's tits the whole time while we were all still under the covers. So I just blatantly speak out and ask my wife what she would like us to do for her, and she just smiles, and says I would like more of the same playing that went on in the shower.
Then she mentions that we obviouly can't use soap, but she has baby oil, and that should work good too. I get the bottle, and I toss it to Dave, and I tell him to get busy, and just show some respect by asking if its okay to take it to the next level, before he actually does.
He smiled, and readily agreed that he would not do anything to ruin something like this for any of us. He then began to pour a small amount of oil just between her tits and slowly spread it over both tits, and paid special attention to her nipples which became like pencil erasers in seconds. My wife just smiled in agreement, to the attention her tits were getting.
Little by little he increased the area, until he was inches from her button. He teased the hell out of her, to the point where she was losing her patience that he was still not playing with her clit. It is now quite obvious that, he has been given the go ahead on taking it up a notch. He applies more oil, and he goes to work on her clit, she starts to lift her ass up off the bed, and she asked him to stick some fingers in her pussy too! He responds to her commands as fast, and as best as he can!
She is now in charge, she is barking out orders to him, and he is getting caught up in it all too! This guy is ready to blow! He is trying to jerk off with one hand while servicing her with the other. My wife see's that Dave is now ready to explode, and takes matters into her own hands. She quickly sits up in the bed, and grabs onto Dave's blood engorged purple cock, and starts to jerk him off.
In the process, she glances over to me as for some idea as to where this should go from here. This was in fact, the first time we both seemed to be agreeable without mentioning a word to each other that it could very easily happen tonight. I looked right in her eyes, we made contact and it was a done deal. Being that this was not part of the plan from the beginning, there was one little drawback at this point. I threw a rubber onto the bed and told him that this, was the only way he was going to go any further with her. So he now knew that he was going to go where no man has ever gone before (me).
Within a blink of an eye, he is wrapped up, and ready to go! She is still on her back, and she helps him slip into her pussy. She gasps loudly as he slowly starts to take long, and then longer strokes. She turns her head a little to the right towards me, and shows just a hint of a smile, and I think that was the moment when we both realized that this was something that she always wanted to try but felt uneasy to admit.
So now here we are, in a hotel room far from home with a good friend, and everything is just perfect! They were both ready to cum within a few minutes time, and then suddenly my wife's front teeth clenched tight, and Dave drove his cock into as hard as he could one last time, and then just laid on top of her for awhile after he shot his load.
This was a kind of awkward spot, that we got ourselves into at this point, being that we have never done this before. We didn't know what to say or how to end it without making it embarassing anyone. So I just walked over to my suit case and picked out a clean pair of sweat pants and a shirt, I walked over to the bed and handed them to Dave, and said you certainly can't put your wet clothes back on to go back to your room, so use these.
He just took them out of my hands put them on, and he got up off the edge of the bed smiled and said goodnight and walked out the door. My wife just laid there staring at me in disbelief, that we had finally broken all of our inhibitions, and that we were moving on to another stage in our lives, and that we had so much to experience once again.
When we saw Dave the next morning at breakfast, not a word was mentioned about what had happened the night before which was fine with us too. So now we are looking forward to the next opportunity that may come our way, either on purpose or not. We will be heading down to the same hotel, and maybe we can convince Dave to take a ride again too.
Chris
