The Seduction of My Wife

Chapter 01

Jessie, my 28 year old wife, enters our bedroom from the en suite, wearing only a skimpy pair of panties. She has just finished her shower. Her full, firm breasts jiggle and sway as she dries her long, black hair with a towel. She sits down in front of the dressing table and starts to brush her hair. I look at her image in the mirror. I have never been able to resist the sight of those perfect tits! Like a moth drawn to a flame, I sneak up behind her. I lean over, kissing her lightly in the nape of the neck while cupping her breasts in my hands.

“Down, Boy!” she says as she pushes me away. “No time for hanky panky! You’d better get dressed. Jason will be here any minute.”

Jason is a good friend of ours. He is a medical doctor by profession. His wife, Melanie, is visiting her mother for the weekend. Jason had to stay because he is on standby. We invited him over for supper.

“Well, he’ll just have to wait!” I reply. “I can never allow such a great opportunity to pass me by!” With that I give her nipple a gentle tweak. As always, it responds immediately.

“No chance, Loverboy! Feel free to try me again later. But for now we’d better get dressed.” she says firmly. She starts to put on her bra.

“Is that really necessary?” I ask, pointing at the bra.

“You want me to prance around in front of Jason without a bra..?” she asks with a quizzical look on her face.

“Hey, it’s only Jason! He’s a doctor, remember? I’m sure he has seen more boobs than any man I know, the lucky dog! He probably won’t even notice. And if he does, I certainly don’t mind him seeing what he can’t have.” I reply. “It’s not like I’m asking you to seduce him or anything…”

“Are you saying that it’s OK for me to flirt with him?” she enquires.

“Sure! Flirt all you want! As long as it doesn’t go beyond that. I would like to see his reaction. Come on! Be a tiger! Tease him a little!” I encourage her.

“I can’t believe I’m hearing this!” she says and drops the bra on the dressing table. She puts on her blouse and looks at herself in the mirror. “No ways! This blouse is totally see-through! I don’t think this is such a good idea.”

“It’s only because you know you’re not wearing a bra. It’s all in the mind!” I reply, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Her huge dark nipples are clearly visible through the thin fabric.

“Well, OK then, but remember I’m only doing this because you insist.” she replies. She puts on her short, sexy black mini skirt.

Then the doorbell rings. “Shit! That must be Jason. Please go and invite him in while I finish up here.” she orders.

I undo the top button of her blouse, kiss her on the cheek and then go downstairs wondering whether she’ll have the nerve to come down without the bra. I open the front door, invite Jason in and pour drinks. We sit down in the lounge and start chatting away.

Then Jessie comes down the stairs, pretty as a picture. Her firm breasts bouncing with every step she takes. One has to be blind not to notice the fact that she is not wearing a bra. Those huge dark nipples are clearly visible! She left the top button of her blouse undone. Her long legs look divine as they protrude from under the short skirt.

I look at Jason. He looks like he has just swallowed a whole potato! He obviously likes what he sees!

“Hi, Jason. Feeling lonely with Melanie so far away?” She leans over the coffee table to pick up her drink, giving Jason a good eyeful of cleavage in the process. He just stares at those two firm orbs straining against the buttons of her blouse. She sits down beside me on the couch. We start chatting and I get up every now and again to get more drinks, while Jessie serves some snacks. I notice that every time she offers Jason something to eat, she leans forward somewhat more than is necessary. Jason is loving the attention and now stares unabashed at her chest.

Jessie curls up next to me on the couch, while Jason and I talk golf. She doesn’t take part in the conversation, but I do notice that she crosses her legs very seductively every now and again. Jason, who is sitting directly across the room from us, has a hard time looking me in the eye while he talks to me.

The Jessie announced that dinner is ready and we sit down to enjoy the meal. After dinner, we move back to the lounge and have a few more drinks while we chat.

I am very curious to see how far Jess will go with her little game and decide to create an opportunity. I excuse myself, claiming that I’m tired and have to get up early in the morning. I ask Jessie to keep Jason company for the rest of the night. She gives me a slightly puzzled look, but does not object. I say my goodnights and head up the stairs to the bedroom. There I undress and put on a pair of boxer shorts and a T-shirt – my regular sleeping gear. I switch of all the lights on the second floor and lie down on the bed for a while.

Eventually, curiosity gets the better of me and I sneak to the top of the staircase. There, from behind the potted palm tree I have a perfect view of the activities in the lounge.

Jason returns from the bar with two drinks. He offers one to Jess and sits down on the couch next to her. She kicks off her shoes and pulls her legs up onto the couch. They chat and chuckle and I can see that both are getting very affected by the liquor. Jason would lean over and whisper something in her ear. She, in turn, would giggle and slap him on the thigh.

Eventually Jason has his arm around her on the back of the couch, slightly stroking the back of her shoulder. He leans over and whispers something in her ear again. I cannot hear what he says, but she replies with “Ooh, you naughty boy!” and crosses her arms over her boobs. It can only have something to do with the fact that she’s not wearing a bra. He pulls the side of her blouse away to expose her bare shoulder. He gets a triumphant smirk on his face when he sees no bra strap. Is the man blind?! I can see her nipples through her blouse from where I am standing!

Self-conscious, Jessie pulls her blouse back over her shoulder. He leaves his arm around her, his hand dangling dangerously close to her breast. Then he strokes her neck ever so lightly as he chats her up. His sneaks another peek down her cleavage and notices her gold pendant hanging in the valley of those perfect breasts. He plays with the pendant and lets his fingers ‘accidentally’ brush the tops of her breasts. She either does not notice or doesn’t mind. They chat some more and his fingers moves from the pendant to the top button of her blouse. He fiddles with it. She suddenly realizes that he is trying to undo the button. She slaps him playfully on the hand with a “Naughty boy!” and tries to remove his hand. He won’t let go and they start wrestling playfully. He whispers something in her ear.

“OK, if you insist. But only ONE!” I hear her say, while waving her index finger under his nose. She then leans back on the couch and allow him to undo the top button of her blouse. He immediately proceeds with the next button. She grabs his hand. “I said only ONE!” she says sternly. She tries to remove his hand, but he won’t let go. In the ensuing struggle a few more buttons become undone and by the time she manages to get his hand away, her blouse is unbuttoned to just above her navel!

“Please fetch me another drink. After all this I really need one!” she says. He gets up to get two more drinks and she covers her breast with the blouse, not bothering to do up the buttons. She gets up and heads up the staircase. I make a quick bee-line for the bed. She walks up to the bed and satisfied that I’m fast asleep, she walks into the bathroom. Soon I hear the sound of a strong stream of piss hitting the water of the loo. Then she flushes and heads back to the lounge. I rush back to my position behind the palm.

She sits down next to him and he hands her her drink. He puts his arm around her and his hand casually slips into her blouse and he cups her bare breast. She is taken by surprise and puts her drink down. She then tries to pry his hand from her breast, but he won’t let go. She gets up in an effort to get away, but he pulls her towards him. She loses her balance and falls on top of him, straddling him. She remains in that position, holding together her blouse in an effort to cover up her boobs. Her skirt had ridden up to her waist. What on earth…? Can it be..? She’s not wearing any panties! I can clearly see her naked bottom!

He puts his arms around her and places his hands on her naked behind. He whispers something in her ear again. She stiffens and says: “Of course I am!”

“You’re not wearing any!” he replied.

“I am!” she says.

“Well, prove it then!” he dares her.

I’m a bit puzzled at what it is all about, but then she gets up and lifts her skirt. She makes a quick twirl in front of him. She’s wearing a thong!

“Well, whaddaya know!!! Let’s have another peek at that!” he shrieked.

“Dream on, mate!” she says and pulls away from him. He puts his hands under her skirt and tries to pull down her thong. She hangs on for dear life, but with both hands holding his, she can do nothing about her breasts popping out from under her unbuttoned blouse. Jason looks up and sees the two perfect orbs dangling in front of his face. He can’t believe his luck! Without further ado his mouth closes around her right nipple. I can hear the sharp intake of her breath. For a few moments she lets him have her way with her boob. He undoes the rest of her buttons and still she does not object. He pushes the blouse back over her shoulders and she lets it slip to the floor.

God! Is she really going to let him screw her?! I can’t believe what I’m seeing! The strangest thing is the fact that I’m actually getting turned on by all this! I’ve developed a massive hard-on while watching another guy suck my wife’s tits! I free my hard cock from the constraints of the boxer shorts and start to stroke it slowly, while watching the proceedings below.

He slides his hand under her skirt again and cups her plump pussy through the thin, almost non-existent fabric of the thong. This seems to knock some sense into her. With a firm “NO!” she pushes him away and bends down to pick up her blouse.

But touching her pussy has obviously awakened the animal in him! He grabs her around the waist and in the ensuing struggle, she stumbles and falls on the carpet. He falls on top her, lying with his legs between hers. He pins her arms above her head with his hands and lowers his mouth over her left tit.

“Please… Don’t…!” she pleads.

But her pleas fall on deaf ears. He sucks on her nipples, not letting go of her arms.

This is beginning to get out of hand! I am going to beat the shit out of this son-of-a-bitch if he forces her to do anything against her will!

Then he lifts his head. Pinning her arms down with one hand, he uses his other hand to undo his pants. He pushes his pants and his underpants down and lies down on top of her. His hips start a rocking motion as he humps her pussy through the thong. He continues to dry fuck her, while sucking her tits.

“Stop it! Please! I’m going to scream!”, she threatens.

“Be my guest!”, he challenges her. “You’re bluffing and you know it!”

Then his hand disappears between her legs. He is trying to pull the thong away from her pussy, while she squirms underneath him. It seems as if he succeeded in his objective, because he now takes hold of his hard cock and is trying to guide it into her pussy.

Ok! Enough! Now I’m going to kick some ass! As I prepare to intervene, she grabs hold of his cock in and effort to keep him from penetrating her.

“Please don’t put it in me! I’ll give you a hand job. Let’s not do anything that we’ll both regret tomorrow!” she pleads. At that she starts to stroke his dick.

This seems to calm him down. He gets up and sits down on the couch, his massive dick towering into the air. He pulls her to her feet and puts his hands on her waist. He unzips her skirt and lets it drop to the floor. She does not object and steps out of it. Then he puts his fingers under the waist band of her thong in an effort to take it off.

“Please… I would like to keep it on.” she says. He leaves it at that and takes off his shirt. He pulls her down next to him. She kneels on the couch next to him and her fingers fold around his massive shaft. She strokes him for a while while he lies back, grinning like a Cheshire cat! She fondles his huge balls with her other hand. I can see that she’ll be OK. She’s in control.

Then he pulls her head down in an effort to persuade her to give him a blowjob. She pulls her head away. Her tits are hanging like two giant water drops in front of him. He reaches out and gently tugs on her nipples while she wanks him. I know that that must turn her on. It drives her nuts when I do that to her!

I feel that tingling in the front of my shorts again. My hard-on has returned! I start to stroke it again.

He reaches around her to try and get to her pussy. She moves her butt slightly sideways to give him better access. He strokes her pussy through her thong while she feverishly pumps his dick. He slips his finger under her thong and I can see it disappear into her sopping wet hole. He finger fucks her and I can see by her open mouth and rocking hips that she’s loving it!

Then he pushes her off him. He gets up and pulls her to her feet. He places his fingers inside the waist band of her thong and pushes it down over her hips. This time she does not object. She steps out of it and he pulls her down next to him on the carpet. He rolls her onto her back and get on top of her in the 69 position – his head over her naked crotch and his huge pole dangling over her face. He parts her legs and starts to eat her pussy. She raises her knees and I know she is enjoying it. Her eyes are closed and her head rolls from side to side as he sticks his tongue all the way up her cunt. His dick pokes her in the face and she opens her eyes. She sees this massive cock hovering over her face and instinctively closes her mouth around its head. He gasps and then proceeds to fuck her mouth with long, slow strokes while returning his attentions to her pussy.

Her hands fold around his naked buttocks and her hips begin to buck, I realize that she’s about to come. Then she explodes into a mighty orgasm, her body shuddering uncontrollably. He rolls off her and give her time to recover, holding her in his arms.

Then he gets on top of her, his legs between hers. He leans forward and starts to push.

“No! Wait! Don’t put it in me! I’ll rather blow you!”, she pleads.

But Jason has other ideas. He is humping at her wet pussy, trying to penetrate her, while she is squirming like mad in an effort to prevent him from doing so.

“Please stop! We can’t do this! What about Greg..? I could never do this to him…”

But Jason is on a mission! He raises her knees and pushes forward. The head of his dick finds her slick slit and lodges against the opening of her vagina. He lunges forward with his hips and his massive shaft glides all the way into the soft wet folds of her cunt. He lies on top of her with his cock buried to the hilt in her cunt. She stops struggling. All her resistance disappears like mist before the sun. She raises her knees and folds her legs around his waist, putting her arms around his back. Her lips search for his and she kisses him passionately.

Then he starts to fuck her. I can see his huge dick disappear all the way into her sopping wet cunt, only to reappear almost immediately, wet and glistening in the soft light of the lounge! Her hips begin to rock in time with his, her nails biting into the flesh of his back. He fucks her passionately, while her hips eagerly meet his every thrust. Then he rolls off her. She gives him a puzzled, almost disappointed look.

He rolls her over and makes her stand on hands and knees. He positions himself behind her and effortlessly slides his huge dick into her slick love channel. She throws her head back, her mouth open. She is totally engulfed in the pleasure of the moment. He leans forward and his one hand disappears between her legs, stroking her clit, while the other fondles her swaying tits. He fucks her hard from behind, his balls slapping against her clit with every stroke. I can see that she is on the verge of another orgasm. She begins to buck again and with a load groan she collapses on the carpet, her body shuddering in the throes of her second orgasm!

She lies in a heap on the floor while he gets up and flops himself down on the couch. She looks at him, not saying a word.

Then she gets up and walks towards him. She straddles him and lowers herself onto his lap as she guides his hard cock into her sopping wet cunt. She lets him slide all the way into her cunt until she can feel his balls pressing against her ass. Then she starts to ride him! It is an absolutely awesome site to see that huge cock pistoning in and out of my beautiful wife’s cunt. She is in control and is loving every moment of it!

Then it becomes too much for him. He grabs her by the hips and rams his dick all the way up her cunt. His hips begin to jerk rhythmically as he shoots stream after stream of hot, pearly white cum up her cunt, totally emptying his balls inside her.

At this stage I am also beyond the point of no return. I’m going to come! I pump my cock furiously and shoot load after load of hot cum into the potted palm.

I look down at them. She leans forward and lies with her head on his shoulder, his softening dick still buried in her pussy. Then she lifts her ass and lets his soft, wet dick slip out of her. She gets up and they both get dressed in silence. She walks him to the door and kisses him on the cheek. He leaves without a word.

I rush back to bed as she heads for the stairs. She enters the bathroom and takes a shower. Then she gets into bed. She snuggles up behind my back and holds me very tight. She thinks I’m asleep, but I know that neither of us is going to sleep for quite a while! I can’t help wondering how we would react the next time we find ourselves in Jason’s company…

Chapter 02

It is a lovely sunny Sunday around noon. My wife and I have invited Mike, a friend and colleague of mine, over for a barbecue. I am preparing the fire on the patio next to the pool wearing only my swimming trunks. My beautiful wife, Tammy, is sunning her luscious body on a deck chair. The pool is completely private and surrounded by a six foot wall. Tammy is lying topless. She is my pride and joy! A stunning emerald eyed redhead with wavy shoulder length hair. A spray of tiny freckles on her shoulders fades down her chest to leave those full, firm 36Ds a flawless, milky white. The big, light pink areolas, so typical of a genuine redhead, rounds off the picture perfectly. She is wearing a very skimpy turquoise bikini bottom, held together by a white bow on each hip. It is struggling to cover her neatly trimmed fiery bush that I find oh, so sexy. I believe it is criminal to shave those golden curls. The top and the rest of her clothes are lying on a small table next to her.

Mike is a great guy, always the heart and soul of every party. He is well over six feet tall, an athletic giant of a man and typically, a passionate basketball player. Also very popular among the ladies.

“I suppose I’d better get decent. Mike will probably be arriving any minute now.” Tams says as she reaches for the bikini top. “This is too skimpy. I think I’ll rather go and put on a one piece swimsuit.”

“Honey, I honestly don’t mind you even going topless in front of Mike. He is more that welcome to see what I have that he can only dream of. As long as it is hands off, of course.” I encourage her. We’re both amateur nudists.

“And I suppose I have to take that as a compliment?” She smiles and puts on the turquoise bikini top. It complements her emerald eyes perfectly. “There is no way that I’m going to parade naked for your friends, though.” She puts on a light green top and white shorts. “And, by the way, I’m not very comfortable with Mike. The way he looks at me sometimes… I think he is quite a player.”

“Don’t be such a prude. It’s only old Mike. He’s harmless. Not even a steady girlfriend. Come on. Let’s see you tease him a little. What harm can it do? After all, I’m here, remember?” I push my luck. “And please don’t put on a full swimsuit. There is nothing wrong with that one.”

“Mmm… Alright then. A little playful teasing, perhaps, but definitely no nudity or touchy feely stuff. These babies are for your eyes only.” She says, lifting her boobs slightly and blowing me a kiss.

“Oh, and please lose the top and the shorts. You are seriously overdressed.”

She looks at me for a moment. Then she pulls the top over her head. “Don’t you think this is a bit much? This top barely covers my nipples.”

She’s right. That stringy thingy will have a hard time containing their content. “What the hell. It’s not like you’ll go jogging or jumping around the pool. It’s fine.”

Moments later, Mike arrives. I invite him in and his big frame follows me out onto the patio. His face lights up when he sees Tammy lying back on a deck chair.

“Hi, Mike. Welcome to our humble abode!” she greets him with a wave, the other arm crossed over her chest.

“Ooooh! Now ain’t that a sight for sore eyes?!” he teases.

Tammy prances into the kitchen to fix us some drinks, while Mike and I chat around the fire.

Soon she is back with a tray and serve us the drinks. Mike can’t take his eyes off her chest. He is literally drooling! The edge of her left areola is beginning to show. Maybe the skimpy turquoise stringy thingy was a bit much after all…

She puts the tray on the table and goes off to lie on her stomach on the deck chair, sunning her back.

“Looking at you guys, I feel somewhat overdressed.” says Mike and pulls his T-shirt off over his head. His muscular, dark torso with the six-pack makes me draw in my stomach immediately. I’m no match for his physique.

Then he drops his shorts. Of all things, Mike chose to wear a Speedo! And the way he fills out that thing is scary! The outline of his huge dick is clearly visible. I shudder to think what would happen should he get an erection inside that little number!

I get busy with the meat on the grid while Mike and I chat over a cold lager. I can’t help noticing how he glances at Tammy every now and again.

“Honey, won’t you be a doll and put some tanning lotion on my back, please?” Tammy interrupts our conversation.

“I’d love to, hon, but the meat is almost done. I can’t right now.” I explain. “Mike, won’t you do the honors, please?” I propose.

Tammy gives me a horrified look, but before she can protest, Mike snaps up the opportunity. “Sure!” he says, smiling from ear to ear. “Anything for a friend.” He trots off in her direction.

She reluctantly hands him the suntan lotion. He squats next to her, quickly rubs a generous dollop of lotion between his huge hands and starts rubbing it into her shoulders and back. She soon seems more relaxed. They start chatting while she lies with her head on her forearms, the exposed sides of her full breasts bulging out invitingly to the sides under the weight of her chest. This does not go unnoticed. Soon Mike’s fingertips finds their way over the soft flesh. She doesn’t seem to mind. Is she playing him..?

He tugs at the clip at the back of her top and whispers something in her ear. She firmly shakes her head and he backs off, laughing.

Then he focuses on her legs. With his hands on either side of her thigh, he applies the lotion with long strokes. He slowly works his right hand in between her thighs, stroking the soft flesh up and down. I can see her butt cheeks tightening as his hand gets dangerously close to her pussy.

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Did she just open her legs slightly to give him better access? Maybe it was just my imagination.

Her bikini bottom has crept up into her ass crack and soon Mike homes in on those firm butt cheeks.

But then I piddle on his parade. “OK, guys! Food’s ready!” I call.

Mike reluctantly closes the lotion and gets up. My god! He has a massive hard-on! It pushes so hard against the tiny Speedo that it looks as if it could pop out of its confinement at any minute! Tammy rolls onto her side and immediately notices it. She gives me a horrified look while Mike is sheepishly trying to hide it with his hands.

Tammy is so intrigued by Mike’s hard-on that she does not seem to notice that her one nipple has escaped from under the tiny triangular piece of cloth of her top. It is only when I gesture with my head, that she notices and covers up. Mike is so busy trying to hide his embarrassment that he didn’t notice.

Eventually Mike and I are seated at the table on the patio. Tammy is dishing up for us. Soon everyone is relaxed and we chat over a nice meal and drinks.

Then my phone rings. It is my friend, Don. His car broke down a few blocks from our house and he needs my help.

“Honey, I have to go and help out Don. He’s got car trouble. It sounds like a small electrical issue. I have to go and give him a hand.”

“I’ll come with.” Mike offers.

“No need. Your food will get cold. I’m going to use my motorbike. It shouldn’t take more than ten minutes. You guys finish your meal. I’ll be back in no time,” Tammy gives me an angry look. She’s not amused.

I get up and ride off on the motorcycle. Soon I reach Don. He’s not very mechanically minded and seems very relieved to see me. I soon find the problem – a loose connection on the ignition. In no time Don is sorted and I’m on my way back home. I am rushing as I don’t want to leave Tammy for too long in the company of big Mike and his hard-on!

Then I get a brain wave. This is an ideal opportunity to see how far Tammy will go with another man. I pull off to the side of the road and give her a call.

“Hi, honey. I’m afraid that Don’s situation is worse than I thought. He might need a tow truck. It looks like I’m going to be tied up here for at least another hour or so.”

She’s quiet for a moment. Then she hisses into the phone. “Are you crazy?! How can you leave me alone with Mike? He’s already coming on to me!”

“It’s OK, hon. You’re a big girl. I know you can handle yourself. Just keep him on a tight leash and you’ll be OK. I’ll call you when I’m done so you can warm up my food, please. Love you!” I hang up, start the bike and ride home.

Realizing they will undoubtedly hear the sound of my motorbike approaching, I switch off the ignition and freewheel quietly downhill to my house and into the garage. I sneak into the house and tiptoe into my office from which I have an unobstructed view of the patio and the pool. With the slightly open windows I’m sure I won’t have any trouble eavesdropping on their conversations. I sit down on my chair and peep through the almost closed blinds.

Tammy is sun tanning on a double inflatable mattress that we also use as a lilo on the water. She is no more than three yards from me. Mike is splashing in the pool about four or five yards further. Everything seems to be under control.

“Tammy, come and join me. The water is great.” he invites her.

“Maybe later, Mike. I’d like to catch some sun first, thanks.” she declines politely.

Mike gets out of the water and walks up to her, his Speedo straining to contain his huge semi hard dick which is etched against the blue material of his Speedo. He kneels next to her on the mattress and rubs his wet hands over her tummy. “Feel here. The water is nice and warm.”

She shrieks. “Stop it! That’s cold!” and pushes him away. But Mike will not take no for an answer. He pulls her to her feet and throws her over his shoulder, all in one swift motion. She shrieks and protests like crazy, legs kicking and fists pummeling on his back but it has absolutely no effect on Mike. He takes two leaps and jumps into the water with her in his arms.

When they surface, she has her arm around his neck and spluttering, she wipes her wet hair out of her face. Her nipple has popped out of the top again, now hard and the areola shrunken to about a third of its relaxed size. I can’t help wondering whether it is from all the excitement or the cold water. This time Mike doesn’t miss it. Tammy soon notices his stare and covers up quickly. She lets go of him and swims away.

I get up and fetch my videocam. This might just make for some fun viewing later when I show Tammy how she fought off the pestering Mike. Besides now I can zoom in on the action!

Mike swims after her and with one swoop he lifts her out of the water and into his arms. Her arm is around his neck again. Is she softening up to him?

Mike submerges her body and then lifts it out of the water repeatedly. I see what he is doing. The thin turquoise material of her top is almost transparent when it is wet. The hard nipples are clearly visible. He is perving! Does she not notice or is she OK with it..?

Then she swims away from him towards the other side of the pool. “Mike, won’t you please bring me the lilo? I would like to tan on the water.”

Mike hops out of the water, holding his hands over his erection. From my vantage point I can see that his massive dick is pushing the crotch of his Speedo down almost to his knees. He grabs the lilo and holds it in front of him like a shield to hide his predicament. He walks up to the edge of the pool, throws the lilo towards Tammy and dives into the water.

Tammy tries to get on the lilo but she struggles somewhat. Big Mike to the rescue, of course! He puts his one hand around her and the other through her legs from behind so that his hand cups her pubic bone. Before she can protest, he lifts her clean out of the water and drops her on the lilo. This time both tits are outside the tiny top.

“Mike, don’t EVER touch me there again!” she hisses, visibly upset, while struggling to get the top over her boobs again. I can see she is terribly frustrated with the skimpy bikini top.

“Sorry… I was just trying to be helpful. “, Mike apologizes sheepishly. Then he gestures towards her chest. “I don’t know why you even bother. “

“What do you mean..?” She frowns.

“I have already seen your lovely boobs from all angles. Why are you still trying to cover them? Take the thing off! It’s just a nuisance.”

She ponders his suggestion for a moment. “Promise you’ll behave and not get any ideas? And no touching!”

“Well, ideas I’ll always have, but I’ll do my best to behave. Promise.”

“And don’t come near me!”, she warns. Without further ado she takes off the top and throws it on the side of the pool. Then she lies back with her eyes closed, sunning her completely exposed boobs. Mike is circling her lilo like a hungry shark, ogling those perfect orbs.

“Would you mind if I skinny-dipped?” Mike asks out of the blue.

Tammy gives him a horrified look. “Are you crazy? Of course I’ll mind!”

“I’ll behave, I promise. Anyway, you’re already halfway skinny-dipping.” He is pushing his luck.

“Mike, this is crazy. What if Nick arrives and finds you naked in the pool with me?”

“Tammy, you yourself said that Nick will phone before he comes. Anyway, we will hear that motorbike from a mile away.” Mike seems adamant.

“Well, do what you like then. As long as you stay away from me and you keep everything under water.” she replies. I can’t believe she said that! Maybe I should intervene.

With an acrobatic underwater roll, Mike slips out of the Speedo and tosses it out of the pool. He splashes around in the pool while she watches attentively from the other side.

Mike does a couple of lengths with his naked muscular ass clearly visible above the water. He definitely has Tammy’s attention!

Then Mike stops next to the lilo. “Wanna see my periscope impersonation?” Mike asks.

“What periscope..?” Tammy asks cautiously.

“Watch this.” Mike says and floats backwards on his back. Suddenly his big black dickhead breaks through the surface of the water much like the periscope of a submarine.

God, the guy is huge!

Tammy shrieks. “Mike, you’re crazy! I’m getting out of here.” She rows to the edge of the pool towards where I am sitting, with Mike chasing after her. She does not seem upset at all. On the contrary, I think she finds it quite amusing.

He dives after her and as she reaches the other side, he tips the lilo over. She disappears under the water and surface about two yards from him, spluttering and moaning. He dives towards her and lifts her out of the water. Soon he is walking around in the pool with her in his arms again.

“Just keep that thing away from me, OK?” she warns.

“Will do. Scouts honor!”

I cannot believe that my loving wife is frolicking topless with a naked man in our pool! I know I should be furious, but I am strangely intrigued by it. In fact, I am sitting here with a massive boner! What the hell is wrong with me?

Mike throws her around in the pool, submerging her and then lifting her out of the water. Then he lifts her out of the water again and pauses. He stares at the milky orbs for a moment. Then he lowers his head and flicks her left nipple with his tongue. She shrieks. “Please! Don’t do that. It tickles!” This only urges Mike on. His lips close around the nipple and he sucks it into his mouth. She groans, but makes no effort to push him away. She is on fire!

I know how sensitive those nipples are. Her resistance is melting. I am in two minds. Shall I intervene or not? I decide to let it continue. I want to see how far she will go.

Then she surprises me. She pushes him away. “Mike, I’m sorry. I can’t do this. I love my husband too much. This has to stop right here.”

Mike backs off a little. She gets out of the pool and tries to fish the lilo out of the water. Mike gives her a hand and puts it on the side of the pool in front of her. She leans over, those luscious boobs dangling invitingly from her chest as she picks up the lilo. She drags it to the patio, her boobs swaying lazily as she walks. She makes no effort to cover them up. Then she takes a towel and dries her hair. The rapid movement of her arms causes her firm boobs to jiggle and sway.

That is THE sexiest pose any woman can strike! The arms above the head cause the breasts to lift and jut out perfectly. I am a mere three yards away from her, so horny that I can come right there!

Mike is not missing out on this. She is blissfully unaware that he is watching her like a hawk. He leans against the edge of the pool and his right hand is working furiously under the water.

My God! He’s jerking off to my wife!!

Then she turns, wraps the towel around her and sits on the mattress with her knees drawn up to her chest, brushing her hair and staring blankly at Mike who is still in the pool.

Suddenly he leaps out of the pool.

Good God! The man is hung like a fucking horse! That erect monstrosity is at least ten inches long! It sways from side to side as he slowly walks towards her.

Tammy is horrified! She immediately draws her knees tighter against her chest with her arms. She is visibly intimidated by the size of that black python. “My God, Mike! You’re huge!” it slips out. She blushes, regretting that she’d said that. “Mike, please! Don’t come near me with that thing!”

He ignores her, sits down beside her on the double lilo and puts his hand on her shoulder.

“Don’t you dare touch me!” she hisses and moves away from him.

“Tammy, please. You cannot leave me in this condition.” he whispers

“Mike, have you completely lost your mind?! Go to the bathroom and relieve yourself if you’re so desperate!” she scolds.

But Mike is adamant. “Please, Tammy. Help a good friend out.” he persists.

“Good friend, my ass! If you were a good friend, you’d never do this to me.”

That’s my girl. You tell him, Hon!

Mike moves closer to her and puts his hand on her shoulder. She immediately pulls away. “Mike, how can you even think of having sex with me? It is totally out of the question. I could never do that to Nick. It is unfair of you to expect that from me.” She slyly sneaks a peek at the massive hard-on.

“Tammy, I understand and respect that. But there are other ways…” Mike insists.

“Other ways..? Yeah, right! Like what?”

He takes her hand and puts it on his cock. She jerks it away as if she has touched a red hot iron rod. “No!” she says firmly. “You want me to give you a hand job? Are you crazy? There is no way that I’m going to touch you there.”

“Is that really too much to ask?” Mike pleads putting on his sad puppy dog face..

Tammy ponders. “Mike, I don’t know if I can do that. It would be cheating on Nick.”

God, she is really considering it!

“Please..?” Mike pleads. More sad puppy dog face.

She ponders the situation for a moment, the sighs. “OK, I’ll try. But no touching me. And no pressure. Is that clear? And what happens here, stays here.”

“Of course! I promise.” he says and pulls her hand to his dick again. Her fingers fold around his shaft. It is so big that her hand cannot close around it. He groans and lies on his back, the hard, black monster towering into the air, its head the size of a small apple.

She kneels next to him and gazes in awe at the monster in her tiny hand. “God, I’ve never seen anything like this…” she whispers and starts to wank his dick. The towel is still wrapped around her. Mike groans as her tiny hand glides up and down the length of his dick. Tammy does not appear to be too enthusiastic about the proceedings. She is just going through the motions.

What the hell is wrong with me?! My wife is wanking my friend and I am getting turned on by it! How sick is that!

Mike puts his big paw over Tammy’s pumping hand and guides her to speed up the proceedings. Soon she gets the hang of it and Mike removes his hand.

“Mike, you will have to finish. It’s getting late.” She plays with his huge nut-sack while the other hand is pumping furiously on his dick.

“Tammy…” Mike whispers.

“Yes?” Tammy replies, not interrupting her action on his dick.

“A little visual stimulation will really help a lot.”

She sighs and drops the towel. Those two perfect puppies protrude proudly from her chest, the roseate nipples now much bigger and more relaxed than in the pool. Mike sighs and smiles contently as she continues to wank him. “God, this is sooo wrong… No touching, remember?” she whispers.

God, I can’t believe this! I have to free my dick from its confinement! I take it out and give it a few strokes. Dear God! I’m wanking to my wife giving a hand-job to my friend! How perverse!

Mike puts his hand on Tammy’s back and starts to stroke it. She doesn’t respond to it. He slowly pushes her forward, edging her mouth closer to his dickhead. She’s not taking the bait.

Mike simply cannot resist those perfect orbs hanging from her chest. His hand creeps up and his fingers fold around the left one. Tammy sighs and closes her eyes.

Oh, God, no! This guys is going to have his way with her! I know all too well how sensitive those boobs are. He is pushing all the right buttons! I have to stop this! But how..?

Tammy is breathing heavily, her mouth no more than three inches from the big, black dickhead. Mike takes her left nipple between his thumb and forefinger and gently tugs and rolls it. Tammy closes her eyes and groans. Then she leans forward and her lips touches the tip of Mike’s dick. He gently directs her head lower down on his dick with his free hand. She resists for a moment. Then she licks his huge black dickhead and slowly wraps her lips around it, struggling to get it into her mouth. She is still pumping feverishly on his dick.

Mike puts his massive paw on the back of her head and slowly fucks her mouth. But there is no way he can get more than the dickhead inside her mouth.

Then he rolls over and pulls her down on her side beside him. It catches her by surprise and she lets go of his dick. He puts his arms around her and humps the mound of her pussy lightly.

“Mike, no. We can’t…” she says firmly.

“Thigh job only. Please..?” he pleads.

“Thigh job..?” she asks, somewhat puzzled.

“Pass me the suntan lotion, please.”

She reaches for the bottle and hands it to him. He rolls onto his back and pours some lotion onto his dick. Then, with a few slow wanks, he spreads it over the full length of his dick. He rolls towards her and puts his dickhead against her covered pussy.

“Mike, please. Don’t. Let us not tempt fate.” she pleads.

“Shhh… We won’t.” He pushes forward and his slippery dick slides effortlessly in between her thighs against her covered pussy until their pubic bones meet. His enormous dick is protruding a few inches at the back below her turquoise bikini bottom. He puts his hand on her ass and starts to thigh fuck her. Soon she gets the message and meets his every thrust with gusto, holding her thighs tightly together around the slippery eel between her legs, groaning and panting quite loudly. She is loving this!

Mike drops his head onto her breast and nibbles lightly on her hard nipple. She gasps and puts her hand on his firm, naked ass, drawing him closer to her with every thrust. She is beside herself!

Then Mike’s hand creeps up from her ass and onto her hip until it reaches one of the two bows that hold her bikini bottom together. With a swift tug he undoes the bow and the bottom falls apart. Tammy’s hand shoots down, but she’s too late. “Mike, please! We can’t..! You promised!”

“Shhh… It’s OK.” he assures her and, after undoing the other bow, he pulls the bottom off her. She is now lying buck naked next to him with his dick between her legs. “Turn on your other side.” he says.

She rolls over with her back towards him. “Don’t put it in.” she cautions and lifts her leg to give him access. I can see that lovely aroused pussy in all its splendor. The thick, fiery patch of curly red hair, neatly trimmed along the bikini lines and below that her clean-shaven puffy, rosy outer lips. Her inner lips are already glistening with her juices. Above them the pink pearl of her clit peeps shyly from under its hood.

Mike slips his slippery eel back in between her thighs so that his dickhead protrudes below her fiery bush. Then he thigh fucks her again.

God, the sight of that huge black dickhead appearing and disappearing below that bush almost makes me shoot my load right there!

Mike slips his hand over her crotch and runs his fingers through her lush, golden patch. Soon his long finger finds her slick slit and he starts to stroke her clit, still thigh fucking her from behind. This is getting too much for her. Her hand slips underneath his dick and she holds it tightly in her sopping wet slit so that his huge dickhead can glide over her exposed clit with every thrust. She is on fire!

I must have lost my mind! My wife is getting ravished by my best friend and here I am wanking while I should be kicking Mike’s butt!

He suddenly withdraws and rolls her over onto her other side to face him. Her face and upper chest is flushed red with passion. She lies with her legs slightly open, not knowing what to expect. Mike raises her knee and throws her leg over his shoulder. Her gaping red gash is now his for the taking. He draws his dickhead up and down that slick slit and then places it against her entrance.

“No!” she shouts. Her hand shoots down and she grabs his dick just below the head. He pushes slightly forward and I watch as her prominent pink inner lips open under his big knob. Then he stops. Her hand remains around his dick.

He starts to fuck her lightly against her pussy, teasing her. Slowly her grip relaxes around his pole. He removes his hand and thrust slightly harder.

I cannot believe this! He is going to fuck her while she is holding his dick in place! Nooo!! Don’t do it!

But Mike becomes impatient. He puts his hand on her ass and pushes forward. His dick enters her slightly and then slips out of her gash. “Mike, please… I’m not going to be able to stop you.” she pleads, not letting go of his dick.

Mike ignores her. Two more failed attempts and she comes to her senses. She pushes him away. His dickhead glistens with her love juices.

“No, Mike. Not without a condom.” she says firmly.

“OK, so that’s it. Show’s over. Where will he find a condom?” I smirk.

Then Mike floors me!

“No problem.” he says and reaches for his shorts. He puts his hand into the pocket and takes out a condom. “Rule 1. Never leave home without one.” he says with a smile.

He opens the sleeve and rolls the condom down over his shaft while Tammy watches in disbelief. It only covers about two thirds of it. Then he rolls onto Tammy. She opens her legs and raises her knees to accept him. He puts his dickhead against her dripping wet hole and pushes.

“Wait!” says Tammy. “It’s too big! You’re hurting me!”

“Work with me, girl. It’s not too big. You’ll see.” he assures her.

All this action happening a mere three meters from me is getting too much! I can smell the sex! I feel like I’m going to cum any moment!

He lines up again and pushes. She braces herself. From my perfect vantage point I can see her vulnerable pussy lips spreading and straining against his dickhead. Then, slowly, the big black knob begins to find its way into her hungry hole. She groans loudly and her lower body is writhing below him. He starts to fuck her slowly and gently with short strokes. The condom is disappearing inch by inch into her love tunnel. Eventually, with the whole condom about an inch inside her, he seems to hit the bottom. “Mike, be gentle. You’re hurting me. Please. You’re too big. You’re not going to get all of it in me. Don’t force it.” she complains when he tries to force the remaining two inches into her.

Mmm… She never said anything like that to me… I am now jerking off like crazy!

He stops, allowing her time to get used to the monster inside her. Then slowly his ass begins to rock. His dick disappears and reappears repeatedly into my wife’s pussy, glistening with her love juices.

I am loving it! Have I lost my fucking mind?!

Soon her hips begin to move in time with his. She throws her arms around him. “God, you are huge..!” she whispers.

He lowers his head and kisses her lips. Her tongue darts into his mouth as she wraps her legs around his lower body. He fucks harder. She meets his every thrust feverishly. Then her nails eat into the flesh of his back. Her hands become restless. Her lower body begins to quiver! I know these signs only too well! She has reached the point of no return!

This is too much for me. As she explodes into an intense orgasm with a loud scream, her body shaking and bucking uncontrollably under his, I shoot my load. The first pearly white jet of hot cum ends up in a pale white line on the carpet. Then I empty my balls in a paper towel.

Mike keeps his monster buried deep inside her until the rhythmic orgasmic contractions subside. Then she lies still, heaving and panting. He gives her a few moments to recover and then rolls off her onto his back.

“God, that was good..!” she pants.

“Ready for more..?” he asks softly and invitingly.

“Almost…”, she whispers.

“Well, help yourself.” he says and gestures towards his still rock hard dick.

She gets up onto all fours, heaving and panting. Then she throws her leg over him and straddles him in the cowgirl position. Standing on her knees astride him, she lines up his dickhead with her sopping wet, well stretched pussy and lowers her body onto his huge pole. The condom has rolled up his dick so that it now only covers about four inches of it. The black mamba disappears slowly inch by inch into her hot, moist cavity until it fills her up completely again with about two inches to spare. The she begins to ride him, slowly at first and then faster and faster. Her full, bare breasts are bouncing around on her chest. She leans forward and just as I am sure she is going to have another orgasm, Mike pushes her off him.

He lines her up on all fours and positions himself behind her. She eagerly presents herself to him.

I’m worried about that condom! It has now rolled up so that it is sitting like a cap over his dickhead! I have to warn them! But how..?

Without looking, he slips his dickhead into her slippery pussy from behind, puts his hands on her hips and effortlessly slides his cock into her slick tunnel as far as it can go. Then he fucks her hard and deep. Her body jumps every time his huge nut-sack slaps against her clit.

He leans forward, takes her left breast into his left hand whilst slipping his right hand over her pussy from between the front of her legs. He begins to fuck her hard and deep while rolling and tugging on her nipple and flicking her clit with the fingers of the other hand.

Wow! He knows her as well as I do! He is playing her like a violin!

She is on the edge. A few quick, deep thrusts and she begins to quiver again. A few more and she screams! She collapses into a shuddering heap underneath him, her legs kicking uncontrollable as wave after wave of orgasmic contractions washes through her body. He ends up on top of her, his dick still buried deep inside her pulsating pussy. He continues to fuck her hard and fast!

Then, with a mighty roar, Mike cums! He shoots load after load of hot cum deep inside her pussy and collapses over her, his dick still inside her.

“The condom! Where is the condom?” it rings through my head.

He lies on top of her for a few moments – absolutely spent! Then he rolls off her. His dick slips effortlessly out of her stretched, gaping hole.

Thank God! The condom is there, still covering only his dickhead.

He looks down, smiles and pulls the condom off his dick. He rolls it down and proudly holds it out to her to show off the sizable amount of pearly white cum. She smiles. He ties it in a knot and puts it back into the pocket of his shorts. I can’t help wondering what he wants to do with it. A trophy, maybe?

I realize that it is time to get out of there. I quickly clean the carpet and dispose of the paper towel. Then I sneak into the garage, hop onto my motorbike and freewheel silently further down the road. Out of audible range I start it up and ride some distance away from the house. My heart is hammering against my eardrums! What the fuck have I done? I can never match a performance like that. Does this now mean that she and Mike will be seeing more of each other? Have I now created a monster? Will she be looking for more of the same from other men? Will things ever be the same between us?

Then I stop and call Tammy.

“Hi, Love. I’m on my way home. Sorry I took so long. I’ll see you guys in a few minutes.”

“Good!” she says. “I miss you…”

Like hell…

“Everything OK there? You sound out of breath.”

“I am! Mike and I have been racing each other in the swimming pool. I’m pooped! He’s quite an athlete!”

Yeah… Like hell…

With a “Bye, Hon. I love you!” she hangs up.

Yeah. Like BLOODY hell!!

I start the motorbike and head home, completely unsure of what I’ll find there… The only thing that I know for sure is that I don’t know Mike. I don’t know Tammy. And last, and maybe the worst, I don’t know myself after today. And it was all my fault. After all, I created the opportunity. A song enters my mind. It is Cher – If I Could Turn Back Time… But then, IF is for children…