Friday night adventure
 

So I had a bit of an adventure over the weekend, and since I think the reason for my actions was remembering fun events from my past and sharing them on this site, I wanted to share it with you while it was fresh.

On Friday night, my husband had plans to go out with some of his co-workers after work so he wouldn't be home until late. I made plans with a couple of my friends to meet at our friend Susan's house, drink wine, and catch up on girl talk.

At the last minute everyone but me and Sue had to cancel, so it was just the two of us. We hung out and talked about kids and diets and our husbands, and after we finished the bottle of wine she suggested we switch to rum and Diet Coke. I'm not a big drinker, but when I do drink I sometimes get a bit carried away, and this was one of those evenings. Plus all the caffeine from the Diet Coke was balancing the alcohol and making me more charged up as the evening progressed.

After a couple hours of drinking and laughing, Sue's husband Jeff came home and could see that we were well on our way to being drunk. He is a great guy, and my friend probably has the best marriage of any of our group of friends. Or at least she complains about her husband less than the rest of us do.

When Jeff saw that we have drained a bottle of wine and were now drinking rum, he made a joke to his wife about pacing herself so she doesn't pass out before they get some "alone time." Sue laughed and told him not to worry.

We told Jeff to grab a drink and join us, but he wanted to catch the last period of the hockey game on TV so he left us to our gossiping and drinking and settled in with a beer in the other room. We were in the kitchen, so every time he finished a beer he would come into the kitchen to get a new one. He wasn't as buzzed as we were, but he had more than a couple before coming home, and in between yelling at the TV he was putting the beers away pretty quickly.

One thing you need to know about Sue and Jeff is that despite being married for 20 plus years, they are still quite affectionate. Each time he came in to get a beer Jeff would lean over and give his wife a quick kiss, and as she got more drunk she started kissing him back, not making out exactly, but getting close.

Totally as a joke, I shouted, "Hey, what about me?" I swear in my head I was thinking along the lines of "Hey, get a room," but it was also the kind of teasing thing that drunk me likes to say.

What happened next really surprised me. Jeff broke his kiss with Sue, turned to me, and as if we had done it a hundred times, leaned in and gave me a full kiss on the mouth. It was mostly closed mouth, definitely no tongue, but it was not a greeting kiss, it was a kiss. And then he got a beer out of the fridge and walked back into the other room.

I looked at Sue not sure what to say, but she just started talking again and we were instantly back into the discussion as if nothing had happened. I chalked it up to the fact that we were both really buzzed. We continued talking for around 15 minutes until Jeff came back to get a beer.

Sue slurred, "Come here you." And then kissed her husband even more passionately than the previous time. I waited to see if he was going to kiss me again, and was kind of disappointed when he didn't.

He got a beer and was turning to go back to the TV room when I heard myself quietly say, "Nothing for me?" It really felt like I heard myself say it more than I chose to say it, but whatever excuse I make, I know I said it.

Jeff turned and walked a couple steps back to where I was sitting, bent down and kissed me, and this time I kissed him back. And whatever the last kiss had been, this one was double. This was first base. And after around 15 intense seconds, Jeff stood up and walked back into the TV room.

Sue and I started talking again, and it was mostly normal. She wasn't acting weird at all about me and Jeff kissing but she was pretty drunk and started talking about how hard they work all week and wanting to hang out with her husband.

Normally, that kind of talk from Sue means it's time to end girls night so she and Jeff can fuck. But there were two problems with that this evening.

1) I was way too drunk to drive and she had insisted I stay over.
2) I had serious school girl flutters in my stomach from Jeff's kiss.

So instead of making an excuse and going to bed, it was already after midnite, I just went with the flow and said lets hang out with Jeff.

To be continued

More Jane, more
 

Hell yes. Just how long is Jane gonna hang out?:D

Friday night part two
 

So we went into the TV room and told Jeff we were ready to hang out with him. The hockey game had ended and he was fiddling around with a computer he had connected to the TV trying to play some game and seemed somewhat surprised we were there. He was totally playing it casual, not trying to engage with us at all, and probably as he planned, it caused both Sue and I to start trying to drunkenly get his attention.

Sue had previously told me that Jeff liked to play games, especially the kind that got them both naked, and I started wondering if they wanted to play some games tonight. With me. 15 minutes earlier I would have said there was zero chance of something like that happening that evening, but after being kissed twice my brain and my hormones were having other thoughts.

"We could play cards or something." I suggested.

Jeff rolled his eyes and said that cards with three people is lame. I laughed and said that I had heard he liked playing games. Jeff shot a look at Sue who just shrugged.

Seeming a bit more intrigued, Jeff asked what game I had in mind. I replied that I didn't care what we played, but it should be a game where the winner gets to make a rule or the loser has to do something. That got his attention, so we started discussing what game we should play. We all agreed that we didn't need a drinking game as we were all drunk enough already.

Sue suggested playing a game on their iPad so we didn't have to shuffle cards. Apparently it was a game that they play frequently, and Jeff was up for it. He asked if we were playing regular House rules. Sue paused and said that she didn't know if Jane was up for that. I figured that the rules were sexy and was about to ask for a quick overview.

But then something in my brain went 'click' and I replied, "Your house, your rules. Let's play!"

Sue looked at me like she was debating saying something, but then changed her mind. She turned to Jeff and said, "OK, but let's start slow."

We started playing a dice game, and it went by quickly with Sue winning and Jeff coming in last. Nobody had made any rules or done anything other than play the game so I asked about their House rules.

They explained that it varied from game to game, but in general the winner got to make a rule that applied to the next game. But when someone had won 3 times, they got to make a rule that applied for the rest of the evening.

So Sue's rule was that for the next game, anytime Jeff busted his dice roll, he had stand up and do a funny dance for us. Jeff rolled his eyes, and I got the distinct impression that their normal rules were a bit more daring than that.

We played the next game, and Jeff had to do his silly dances a couple times but he ended up winning this time and Sue was last. Jeff's rule was that any time Sue busted her dice she would have to get up and dance, but instead of silly, she had to make it sexy.

We played again, and when Sue busted she got up and did her sexy dance which mainly involved wiggling her butt at us and grabbing her boobs from time to time. Jeff ended up winning and Sue lost. His rule was that anytime somebody busted they had to moon the group. I immediately noticed that he had not said "anytime Sue busts" he had made it open ended, and I was sure it wasn't an accident.

Sure enough, a couple minutes later I busted my roll. I stood up and Sue protested that the rule only applied to her since she was the loser of the previous game. Jeff said, that he had made it an open rule 'by mistake' and that I didn't have to do it.

I said that I had heard the rule the way Jeff said it, and 'rules are rules' - so I unbuttoned my pants, turned around and pulled my pants and panties down. I didn't bend over so I'm sure the only thing they could see was my ass cheeks, but I didn't rush. I let my ass stay on display for at least 10 seconds.

I worried that I may have overdone it, because Sue slapped my ass and said, "Put that thing away." But then she laughed and it was clear all was good.

I busted a second time and again stood up and dropped my pants. This time Jeff said, "What about me?" This was a clear reference to the earlier kissing incident, so I shuffle stepped closer to him and he playfully slapped my ass just like his wife had done.

Now that skin had been shown, everyone seemed to relax a bit. Sue realized that I wasn't being pressured into anything, I was clearly a willing participant. And Jeff realized that his evening was looking a lot better than it had an hour ago. As for me, I wasn't really sure what I was doing, or how far I would take things, but I was having a blast doing something that I used to love but hadn't done in quite a while.

I ended up winning that round and Jeff lost, so I declared him my 'cabana boy' and said he had to fetch me whatever I wanted, and he could start by getting me a fresh drink. Sue absolutely cracked up and asked if she could use my cabana boy too. I said of course and she added her drink order to mine. Jeff dutifully got up and made drinks for us. As he returned, I commented to Sue that normally cabana boys aren't dressed in jeans, and she agreed and said he should be wearing shorts so we could check out his sexy legs. Jeff asked if we really wanted him to go upstairs and find a pair of shorts, and Sue said that his boxers would suffice. So Jeff took off his pants and left them in the kitchen before returning with our drinks.

We intentionally played the next game slowly and continually found new things to ask cabana boy to fetch for us, even if we didn't need them. Jeff was a really good sport, but he kept saying "just wait."

Sure enough, Jeff won the game and Sue lost.

"You know what's better than a cabana boy?" he asked. "A topless waitress. And since this is my 3rd win, my rule goes for the rest of the evening."

He explained his rule. Whichever girl had the lower score, even if they didn't lose, had to be a topless waitress for the next game. It was pretty smart, because it meant one of us was getting topless no matter who won the game. So basically one of us would be topless at all times.

Sue started to protest that it was an unfair rule, but I think she was just doing it to protect me, she obviously didn't care about being topless in front of her husband. While she and Jeff were arguing I started unbuttoning my blouse, but neither of them noticed at first. They did notice when I pulled it off and reached behind my back to unclasp my bra. Jeff had a huge smile on his face, and Sue looked at me with her eyebrows raised.

"What are you doing, Jane?" she asked.

I told her that I needed a refill anyway, and that since somebody had to be the topless waitress I'd go first and she could cover for me the next time I lost. With that I pulled the straps off my shoulders and dropped my bra into my lap. I picked it up and flung it across the room for no particular reason. My boobs are not big, but they are perky and my nipples were hard as rocks.

I stood up with my shoulders back and walked to the kitchen to get a round of drinks. When I returned I made a point of serving them like a waitress would, standing in front of each of them and asking if there was anything else I could do for them.

Jeff was most impressed. "Jane, that is exactly what I had in mind," he said.

Sue agreed and chimed in that Jeff was definitely a boob guy. Jeff countered, saying "I like all the body parts on a woman and we are just getting started."

I instantly felt myself get wet between my legs. Not that I wasn't already damp, but this was like somebody hit a button and I was suddenly very aware of my level of horniness.

Sue punched Jeff in the arm and said that she was looking forward to seeing some man body parts soon too. Jeff shifted a little, he was still wearing his boxers and they definitely seemed to be growing a bit in front.

More to come...

Good stuff brainey janey!! Keep it coming

Friday night part three
 

After I had served Sue and Jeff their drinks, I sat down and rejoined the game as if there was nothing unusual about me being topless in front of my friend and her husband. Every once in a while I would absentmindedly brush my fingers over my breasts like I was brushing off lint or sand, which felt really good and kept my nipples standing at attention.

Jeff noticed and said, "The headlights are on!" This earned him another punch in the arm from Sue who said that it wasn't polite to comment on a woman's breasts. I said that I didn't mind, and took the opportunity to tweak my nipples a little more, just because I could and because I could tell Jeff liked it.

Throughout the next game, Jeff was openly staring at my boobs the whole time, but I also caught Sue looking at them a few times too. That surprised me because Sue has really big tits, probably D-cups, but I had never asked. I tried to act totally casual, but inside my heart was racing, and down below I was tingling non-stop.

Jeff won this game as well. I was beginning to wonder if the game was rigged, but it probably wasn't. He was just getting very lucky in more ways than one this evening. Sue had the lowest score so she stood up and announced that it was a shift change, time for a new topless waitress to come on duty. She pulled off her sweater and quickly removed her bra and dropped them into a pile at her feet. Jeez, she had beautiful breasts, I was amazed at how good they looked for someone in their late 40's. Normally the girls with big boobs don't age well, but these were awesome. I had thrown my bra across the room, so I just put my blouse back on and buttoned the very bottom button.

Sue went into the kitchen and got a fresh round of drinks and brought them back to us. Like I had done, she acted like a waitress, but unlike me, after giving Jeff his drink she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into her tits and he immediately began sucking on one of her nipples. Sue went weak in the knees, and Jeff commented that she can actually have orgasms just from boob sucking.

"What about me?" I asked. It had officially become our running joke for the evening. And as soon as I said it Sue walked over, grabbed my head and pulled me into her enormous tits. I motor boated her for a couple seconds and then tentatively sucked on one of her nipples.

I had never really done much girl-girl stuff. But I knew what I liked and tried to do that for Sue. I must have been doing something right because her breathing completely changed as soon as I started sucking her tit. I sucked, licked and nibbled for about a minute until Sue pushed my head back and sat down trying to compose herself.

"Well done," exclaimed Jeff. "Now for my rule," he said.

"Wait a minute," Sue interjected. "How is me being a topless waitress not your rule?"

"Topless waitress is my 3-win rule," Jeff replied. "I won the last game so I get to make a game rule." Sue argued for another couple minutes, but she knew he was right, she just hated being wrong.

Jeff said that the loser had to climb up on their pool table wearing whatever they had on at the moment and receive a sensual massage from the other two players. Sue protested that she had just been molested by both of us and that was way more than a sensual massage. This was starting to feel like an argument for the sake of argument, and they both had a point and I had a vision of the night falling apart if we didn't derail this stupid discussion pretty soon.

So I jumped in and said that I was actually really sore from a workout (true) and was trying to schedule a massage for tomorrow (not true) and that I would really like to take this one for Sue if she was ok with it. "Pleeeease... I really want a massage."

There is nothing quite like drunk female reverse psychology. I'm a woman, and it still knocks me out sometimes. As soon as I changed the discussion to getting a massage instead of paying a penalty for losing the last game, Sue wanted the massage for herself. She also didn't want to be on the hook for two of my future losses, which was an interesting comment since it meant "my husband might dare you to do something that I don't want to do." But I think she was just drunk.

After a few more minutes of drunken discussion with Sue, I asked Jeff if he would be willing to massage both of us.

What do you think he said?

So Sue and I go down to the basement and climb up on the pool table while Jeff finds a towel and some massage oil which turns out to be regular baby oil. I take off my blouse, making the excuse that I don't want to get any baby oil on it, but I don't think anyone actually believed that by this point. We put down the towel and then Sue and I lay back, both topless, staring up at the ceiling.

And then, for the first time that evening, I thought of my husband. What would he think if he was here? Would he be turned on by two topless girls laying side by side on a pool table, or horrified that I was showing my tits to our friends and kissing Jeff. He had to be in favor of seeing Sue's breasts right. And me sucking her breasts, that's a universal male fantasy right?

And then I heard the POP sound of the baby oil cap being opened, and all those thoughts disappeared. A few seconds later, I felt the drizzle of baby oil across my breasts. I turned my head and watched as Jeff directed a stream of baby oil onto Sue's enormous breasts.

Despite all our discussion about wanting a real massage, Jeff was going right for the boobs, and neither of us was complaining. He started by standing by our heads and giving us equal attention. He was a master with his hands despite working with very different boob sizes, and who doesn't love a baby oil massage? After a few minutes, Jeff decided to get on the table and sit on our legs as he focused on each of our tits for a couple minutes.

Sue eventually called time on this rule and said she wanted a drink, so we all headed upstairs. Although she was still technically our topless waitress, nobody played it that way and we all stood around in the kitchen getting a drink and catching our breath. It was surreal. Sue and I were topless with our boobs glistening from a liberal coating of baby oil, and Jeff was in a t-shirt and boxers with an obvious, but yet to be acknowledged, erection.

What we had done so far was enough to be remembered as a crazy-drunk evening, but it felt like we were just getting started.

More to come

I like your friday night adventure. Please post more adventrues. :p

Excellent
 

Loving the story....can't wait to hear what happens

Hope so ! Hot story already.

Tremendous. Keep going . . . . . . .

Friday evening part four
 

So we are standing in the kitchen, Sue and I are both topless and covered in baby oil, but still wearing jeans and fuzzy socks (it's winter where we live). Jeff is wearing a t-shirt and boxers and has an obvious erection. And we are all pretty drunk.

We all got fresh drinks, but there wasn't a lot of conversation. The pool table massage penalty had taken around 15 minutes, and we had lost the grove of the dice game we had been playing for the past hour. There was also a distinct but unspoken vibe. We had crossed a line, and unless we called it a night, we were probably going to cross it more.

Mooning, flashing a boob, even a quick kiss, these are just "I was so drunk" things. Being topless for an hour and getting a 5 minute baby-oil bare breast massage from a man in his underwear who is sporting a woodie, is a whole different ballgame.

Sue wanted to do something else, but was very unspecific about what she wanted to do. Jeff and I took turns asking what she wanted to do, and she said its up to you guys. I got the impression that Sue likes being submissive and wants to be able to say "whatever we did wasn't her idea." She made it clear that she could go to bed, or she was up for "whatever" but she wouldn't say more.

Jeff clearly wanted to keep the evening going, but didn't want to be accused of taking advantage of drunk girls. He actually said that to me when Sue was in the bathroom. And he implied that he was also up for "whatever."

So it turns out that I am in charge of what happens next. How the hell did that happen? In college and my single years, I was known for being an instigator, but usually once I got the party started I just followed along. I don't know if I had ever felt like I had complete control over what happened in a situation like this.

While Sue was in the bathroom, I asked Jeff what was a game that they played a lot when they were getting naked together. I had made my decision. If I was in charge, the night wasn't done yet. Jeff seemed pleased with my apparent decision.

He told me they frequently played a game they called Red-Black. It was great for late night because you could play it really drunk. You just took turns cutting a deck of cards and if you drew Red you had to answer a truth question and if you drew Black you had to do a dare. Seemed perfect, I had played truth or dare a lot when I was younger.

When Sue came back, she asked what we were going to do, and made it clear that one of the options was calling it a night. I said that I thought it would be fun to play truth or dare, and she perked up and said, "oh we play that all the time with cards" - Jeff was already in the other room finding a deck of cards. He called out for us to come to the TV room where he had dimmed the lights and started a fire in their gas fireplace. Apparently Jeff and I were going to be wingmen tonight.

We all sat on the floor with the deck of cards in the middle. Sue and I were topless, and I realized that my clothes were literally scattered around the house, my blouse was in the basement, and my bra was wherever I threw it. The idea of not being able to get dressed made the fact that I was half naked even more of a turn on.
As we started the game I noticed that we all had exactly the same number of clothes on. Sue and I had jeans and panties, Jeff had t-shirt and boxers. We were all wearing socks.

I cut the deck. Red card.

"Are you really ok with what we are doing tonight?" Sue asked.

"Absolutely, we are just having fun!" I replied.

Sue drew next. Red card.

"Are you ok with what we are doing?" I asked Sue.

"You guys are in charge, I'm in for whatever," Sue answered. She was definitely sending submissive signals.

Jeff drew next. Red card.

I consulted with Sue and suggested that we should ask if Jeff was excited to see us topless or if he had a banana in his boxers. She loved the suggestion, and when Jeff said he had no banana, she immediately asked him to prove it. Jeff leaned back and pulled down his boxers to reveal his semi-erect penis, and then covered back up.

My turn. Red card. I was bummed, I was hoping for a dare.

Jeff spoke up for the first time. "Shaved or Bushy?" he asked me.

"Somewhere in between," I answered. Jeff immediately said, "Prove it."

Sue started to protest that the card was a truth not a dare, but Jeff pointed out that his question was about a banana but he ended up showing his dick. After a brief discussion, we all agreed that where possible, providing proof of a truth question was not a separate dare.

I stood up and un-buttoned my jeans and then pushed my jeans and panties down to my knees. I would describe my grooming as somewhat trimmed, not wild bush, but not shaved. It's winter here and my husband doesn't care if I am hairy. I stood with my pussy on display for 10-15 seconds and then pulled my pants back up. I wondered if they could see how wet I was.

Sue's turn. Black card.

Jeff and I agreed that we needed to see Sue's grooming, since we had both just shown ours.

Sue joked that apparently there was no difference between red and black cards as she stood up and pulled down her pants and underwear to reveal that her pussy was generally waxed, but not in the past couple weeks. She ran her hand over her pussy and said if she had known this was going to happen she would have made an appointment.

Jeff's turn. Black card.

Sue said, "Give Jane a kiss."

I couldn't believe it. The evening had come full circle, and I was going to get another kiss. I was surprised that Sue suggested it. It somehow seemed much more personal than a breast massage or showing body parts to each other.

Jeff leaned over and we started kissing enthusiastically. This was another level beyond the previous kiss, we were using tongues and everything, and as we kissed I felt Jeff start to play with my tits. I was so turned on.

"That was pretty hot," Sue said. I replied that her husband is a good kisser, and she agreed and leaned over and gave him a kiss.

I cut the cards. Finally I got a black card.

Jeff and Sue started debating what my dare should be. Jeff suggested Sue and I should make out, but Sue thought that would be weird since we are such good friends. Sue was leaning towards having me give Jeff a lap dance.

I jokingly said, "Whatever you do, don't make me get another massage!"

They both loved that idea, and Jeff added, "A full body massage this time."

So we all headed back down to the basement. The towel was still laid out on the pool table and the baby oil was sitting on the rail. I started to climb onto the pool table, and Jeff pointed out that I was a bit over dressed.

I unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them down and off. Nobody had specified that I be naked, so I left my panties and fuzzy socks on and climbed up on the table and lay face down on the towel. I wiggled my ass a little, glad I was wearing one of my sexier pairs of underwear.

I heard the pop of the baby oil cap being opened, and then felt a line of oil run down from my shoulders down my back. A moment later someone began rubbing my shoulders. From the light touch, I guessed it was Sue. Then I felt a second set of hands on my lower back rubbing more vigorously, it felt fantastic.

After a couple minutes I felt a finger slide under the elastic of my panties, and I heard the pop of the baby oil being opened again. "Don't get any oil on her nice panties," Sue said.

"So let's get them out of the way," Jeff replied. "If it's ok with you Jane..."

I lifted my ass a little bit as a response, and the next think I knew my panties were being slowly pulled down. He paused for a second when my ass was totally revealed, but then seemed to reconsider and pulled them all the way down my legs and off. Now I was completely naked except for my socks. I kept my legs together, not wanting to be too forward.

Sue kept to my upper half, but Jeff dove in with enthusiasm adding more baby oil and aggressively massaged my ass cheeks and my thighs. Every once in a while he would spread my cheeks a little and I was sure he was getting a nice view of my pussy and asshole.

After a couple minutes I opened my legs a little bit, and Jeff immediately responded by massaging the insides of my thighs, getting closer and closer to my pussy which by now was covered in baby oil in addition to being ridiculously wet. This went on for a while with Jeff getting right up to the edge, but not actually touching my pussy.

"I just want to confirm that this is a full-body massage," Jeff said tentatively.

"I believe that was the dare," I replied.

That was apparently all Jeff needed to hear, because a moment later I felt a finger slide into my pussy, then a second finger began putting pressure directly on my g-spot. He worked his fingers in and out and I arched my back and lifted my ass a bit more. I felt his thumb brush over my asshole a couple times, but for the moment he was just teasing as he focused on my vagina.

Sue moved around the table and was now lightly massaging my ass cheeks as her husband fucked me with two fingers. I was in heaven with the dual massage making me hotter and wetter than I could ever remember. I could feel myself getting close to an orgasm and my breathing was getting ragged.

I felt a finger brush over my asshole again, but this time it lingered with just the lightest pressure. It seemed like one of them was asking me an unspoken question. My husband isn't into ass play and it had been a long time since anyone had touched me back there, but my answer was clear and I pushed back just a little against the finger on my ass.

Apparently we were all communicating effectively, because I heard the baby oil cap pop again and felt a stream land directly on my asshole, and then a finger pushed into my ass.

That was it for me and I immediately started to orgasm. And rather than stop, Jeff continued working on my g-spot and my ass carrying me into an even higher level of ecstasy. After a couple minutes, I said that I needed a break, and he slowly withdrew his fingers. Sue continued gently stroking my butt and lower back.

I had done some crazy things when I was younger, but this was turning into the craziest night of my life.

And it wasn't over

I keep on wanting more!

wow...
 

Jane, I don't know if it is because this is from a woman's perspective or because you really know how to write, but this is epic. A few years ago, my wife and I shared a pretty similar night like this with another woman and I have tried to write about it a couple of times but just couldn't adequately capture the situation. I have that entire evening stored vividly in my brain, but putting it into words is an entirely different thing. I can't wait to read about the rest of your evening.

Stories like this are the reason I joined this site. Don't stop now!

Oh yes please
 

You are a great story teller Janie.....I'm as excited as you....can't wait for the next instalment

Love this. I just hope you may really share some pictures of yourself. just to able see some exciting details in the story ;)

Love it, can't wait for more

Yes; a pic to add some visual to the thread would put it over the top. :D

I would defiantly love to see pictures of you and Sue

Pictures
 

Omg, Yeah !!! Could you add a few pics of you ? Would be Great !!!!

Pictures would be nice, but please continue the story.

Friday evening part five
 

I climbed off the pool table and found that my legs were a little shaky. I looked around for my underwear but didn't see them so I decided to just stay naked. I suggested we get a fresh drink, and headed for the door. Sue was right behind me and she pinched my ass as we climbed the stairs.

I knew that Jeff was the one who fingered my pussy, but I still wasn't 100% sure whose finger had been in my ass. That question was answered when Jeff went straight for the sink and washed his hands thoroughly.

When he finished drying his hands, I handed Jeff a beer. His boxers were fully tented now, and I could see a small dark spot of pre-cum soaking through. Sue was still topless wearing jeans and I was wearing only my fuzzy socks. I had recovered somewhat from my orgasm and could feel myself getting horny again as I stood there naked staring at Jeff's dick trying to break through his underwear.

Sue noticed me staring at Jeff's package, and then asked Jeff if it hurt to have his dick trapped like that when he was hard. He admitted that it was not comfortable.

Sue said, "I don't think we need the cards anymore, let's just do dares. And I have an idea for my dare." She walked over to Jeff and fished his dick out through the flap in the front of his boxers. He had a nice sized penis, about the same as my husband and maybe a little above average in my lifetime experience. Now free of restraint, it pointed up at a 45 degree angle and bounced a little.

Sue stepped back and said, "Ta-da" like she was a magician who had just pulled a rabbit out of a hat. I stared openly at his penis, and could feel myself getting wet again.

"How is this your dare?" Jeff asked playfully.

"This is how," Sue said as she knelt down in front of him.

She then proceeded to give a doctorate level example of how to please a man with your mouth. I have given tons of blowjobs in my life, and sometimes I really get into it, other times I do it for the guy. But Sue seemed to relish every second of it. Gentle tickles with her tongue that made his dick jump. Slowly taking him all the way to the hilt, and slowly backing off. I was in awe of her performance, and was making notes for myself. Bottom line, she just worshipped his dick and treated the whole act like it was a treat for her, not for him.

Jeff had his hand on her head, but was just lightly massaging her scalp, she was clearly in charge of everything that happened.

I moved closer, at first because I wanted to see everything she did, but then I started thinking about whether it would be OK to join in. I didn't want to interrupt the blowjob so I knelt down behind Sue and reached around to cup her breasts. She moaned immediately which was all the encouragement I needed. I lifted and squeezed her tits, gently at first and then a little firmer to see what caused the best reaction. She seemed to like the squeezing, so I pinched her nipples firmly and she spoke for the first time since she knelt down.

"Ohmygodthatfeelsfuckingamazing," she gasped.

I remembered what Jeff has said about Sue being able to orgasm from breast play alone, and decided to see if I could make her do it. I rotated around to her side and gently took one of her boobs into my mouth. I decided to worship her breast the way she was worshipping Jeff's dick. And judging by the increased moaning sounds she was making, it seemed to be working.

After a minute or two, Jeff informed us that he wasn't going to last much longer, and Sue immediately pulled back and off his dick not wanting him to cum yet.

I stopped sucking her breast and we both watched as Jeff's penis twitched and jumped as he tried to hold himself back. After he had calmed down a bit, I leaned over a took him into my mouth and just slowly and softly sucked for a moment and then pulled myself back. I looked at Sue to make sure she was ok with what I had done and she had a big smile on her face.

Sue and I slowly got to our feet. Kneeling on the tile kitchen floor wasn't easy on our 40-something bodies :(

"You really distracted me when you started playing with my tits," Sue said.

When she said that, I had a flashback to a game my friends and I had played a couple times when I was in college. We called it 'distraction pool.' It was regular pool, but you could do anything to mess with the person who was shooting.

When I played in college this mostly involved flashing or mooning above the pocket they were aiming for, or grabbing the shooter's ass. But given that we were all somewhat or completely naked, and I had already had an orgasm on the pool table, I thought we might write a whole new chapter of 'distraction pool'.

I got excited and said, "Forget the dares, I've got a game for us to play." And with that I walked over to the basement door swinging my ass seductively. "Follow me," I said.

When I got to the top of the stairs, I looked back and saw that Sue and Jeff were talking quietly. I assumed that they were making sure they were both ok with what was happening and probably defining boundaries. Given what we had already done, I imagined that the discussion was about whether Jeff was allowed to fuck me, since that was about the only bridge we hadn't crossed.

I hoped that if the answer was yes, that he would just do it at the right moment, because I wasn't sure that I could say yes if I was asked the question directly. When I'm really turned on, all bets are off and I will do things that I could never do if I spent even a minute thinking about it.

I took the towel off the pool table and moved it and the baby oil to a table next to the couch.

Jeff and Sue arrived, with Jeff's penis still sticking out from the flap in his boxers. Sue had removed her jeans upstairs and was just wearing her panties and fuzzy socks.

"So what is this game?" Sue asked.

I briefly described the rules of distraction pool, and Jeff started to rack the balls and brought out a couple cue sticks.

Sue suggested we play 8-ball, with she and I being a team against Jeff. But I said we should play a three person game like cut-throat so there were no teams. It was the other two people against the shooter for the whole game. We all agreed.

Jeff had one final suggestion, that if the shooter scratches they have to do a dare.

Neither Sue or I wanted to break, so Jeff picked up a cue and started to line up his shot.

I told Sue to give him something better to look at, and she immediately ran around to the far end of the table and dangled her tits above the racked balls. While she was doing that I walked behind Jeff and started gently rubbing his ass through his boxers.

"I can see why you call this 'distraction pool'," Jeff said. "I'm pretty fucking distracted right now!"

As he started to pull back the cue stick, I reached around and grabbed his penis and gave it a couple strokes.

He managed to hit his shot, but it was a terrible break and none of the balls came close to going into a pocket. Sue squealed with delight at our success breaking Jeff's concentration.

I was up next. Jeff handed me the cue stick and then followed me as I walked around the table trying to figure out my next shot. He waved to Sue to join him and she came over and stood behind me. I leaned over to line up my shot, and they jumped into action. Sue started squeezing my boobs, and Jeff squatted down and slid a finger into my pussy. I paused for a minute to enjoy the attention and then took my shot.

I didn't make any balls, but I did succeed in breaking up the big clump that was left over from Jeff's terrible break.

Now it was Sue's turn. She had a really easy shot at a ball right next to a pocket and started to line it up. Jeff went around to the target pocket and laid his penis on the rail right next to the pocket. I walked around and got up behind Sue. I think she was expecting me to grab her boobs, since I had played with them several times already, but I decided to surprise her.

I ran my fingernails lightly down her back, and then without warning I grabbed her panties and pulled them to the floor. She stepped out of them and then bent over to take her shot. That's when I surprised her again by reaching between her legs and cupping her vagina. She had not expected that and started to re-line up her shot, and that's when I slipped a finger into her very wet pussy.

I wiggled my finger around inside her and told her to go ahead and shoot if she can.

Not only did she miss her easy shot, but she also scratched, shooting the cue ball almost directly into the pocket.

I started to take the cue since it was my turn, but then Jeff reminded us that Sue owed a dare for scratching. Sue made a pouty face, and asked what her dare was.

Jeff said that he wanted to see what I did to make her miss that easy shot. Since I was behind Sue, and he was at the other end of the table, he really didn't know what I had done. He had seen me grab her boobs, but he was curious what happened after that.

Sue hopped up on the table with her ass on the rail and opened her legs wide. Jeff practically ran over to where I was standing. When everyone was in place I walked up to Sue and explained to Jeff that first I had gently cupped her pussy, and I put my hand over it, but what I think had really caused her to miss was when I did this. And with that I slid a finger into her pussy again and wiggled it around.

Sue started moaning and lifted her ass a little to push against my finger. I added a second finger and started stroking in and out at first slowly but then faster. And then just to be a tease, I pulled out my fingers, licked them, and said, "That's what I did Jeff."

Jeff looked like he was going to faint.


To be continued

I really like this story and cannot wait for Part 6.

Oh my..... This is one of the best stories i have heard in a long time.... I cant wait for the next part!

Anxiously awaiting the next installment.

Friday night - conclusion
 

"I was beginning to feel left out," Sue said. "You guys have had way more fun than me so far."

I hadn't thought about it, but she was right. I had been given a massive orgasm on the pool table, Jeff had his dick sucked by two hot ladies, but Sue had only been fingered for about a minute total.

I'm not sure if this is a movie quote or just something I made up, but I shouted, "This injustice will not stand!" And with that I plunged my two fingers back into Sue's vagina. Then, with non-verbal communications, Jeff and I both began working on Sue's boobs.

The combination of both of us sucking her tits, and me expertly hooking her g-spot (I'm a g-spot girl myself) brought Sue to climax faster than I expected. She went from complaining that she was being left out, to asking us to give her a minute to recover.

It was my turn, so I took the cue and walked around surveying the table. Sue and Jeff were whispering to each other and sneaking around behind me. Neither of them seemed to want to give me a line of sight distraction, they were going for contact.

I decided on my shot. It was not the easiest shot I had, but it required me to bend way over the table, which was why I chose it. I waited for Jeff and Sue to get in position and then I pretended to line up the shot and bent over the table naked and very exposed.

Almost immediately I felt a hand on my pussy, and then felt something slide inside. I looked over my shoulder and saw Sue cringing as she fingered me. She had never fingered a girl before, (although I assume she has masturbated) and Jeff was whispering either instructions or encouragement. Either way, it was working for me. I was on my way to my second orgasm of the evening, this time on Sue's fingers while Jeff gently stroked my naked back and occasionally reached around to play with my boobs.

I decided I would try to scratch so I could get an additional dare, but I was so worked up from Sue's fingers that I couldn't even make that happen. Unfortunately, as soon as she heard me take my shot, Sue removed her fingers and playfully spanked my ass.

"Well that was something new," she said. Jeff grabbed her and gave her a passionate kiss which turned into them totally sucking face for a minute. I didn't want to intrude, but I was super-turned on, so I got behind Sue and stroked her ass and then reached between her legs only to find that Jeff was already there. When he felt my fingers bump against his, he pulled out and I slid my fingers in, then we switched again. Each time we switched, Sue would moan loudly and her knees would buckle slightly.

This went on for a couple minutes and then she pulled away from Jeff and said, "Ok guys who's up?" Sue later told me that as long as we were playing a game she could rationalize the sexual things we were doing to each other as being part of the game, but if it ever just became us fooling around, she wasn't sure if she could do it. I knew what she meant. Since college, I had discovered that doing a dare, or having to do something as a penalty in a game gave me the freedom to do things that I couldn't imagine doing otherwise.

I told her it was her turn, but she said that she was pretty sure she had just had her turn and she handed the cue stick to Jeff.

Jeff didn't even pretend he was trying. He lined up before we could even start to distract him and shot the cue ball directly into the corner pocket. "Oops," he said. "I scratched."

Sue started to protest, but I leaned over and whispered to her that we should finish the dare we started upstairs. She smiled and said, "Good idea. But both of us this time."

Jeff leaned back against the pool table, having a pretty good idea where things were headed. I got down on my knees, grateful for the padded carpeting which was much easier on my knees than the tile floor of the kitchen.

I gently pulled his boxers down since his penis was still sticking through the flap, and he stepped out of them. Three hours after we started playing games we were finally all naked.

Jeff had lost about half of his erection. He was still swollen, but it was pointing at the floor not the ceiling. This is my favorite part about giving a blowjob, feeling a penis grow in my mouth. I actually like it much more than starting with a rock hard dick. I took him into my mouth and began gently running my tongue around while applying just a little bit of suction. I could feel him growing and it made me wet again.

Once he was nice and hard, I pulled back and let Sue have a turn. We were kneeling side by side and for the next few minutes we took turns licking and sucking his dick. When I wasn't sucking, I ran my finger nails up and down his legs, or played with his balls. I also kept my head turned upwards so I could look him in the eyes. Every guy I have ever been on my knees in front of seems to really like that, and I like to see the look on their face as I give them pleasure.

Unlike earlier, when it looked like Jeff was going to pop in a hurry, he seemed in total control this time. Sue and I continued switching off, which was actually a lot of fun and something I had never done before although I had seen it in many porn clips.

Then I had an idea. The last guy I had dated before I met my husband had been really into anal play, and he was willing to receive as well as give. But he started by slipping me a finger during a massage just like Jeff had. Maybe it was a signal.

I crawled over to the table and grabbed the bottle of baby oil. Jeff didn't notice because he had his head back and his eyes closed, but he definitely noticed when he heard the sound of the cap popping open.

"What are you going to do with that?" he asked.

"You'll see," I replied. I squirted a bunch of baby oil on my hands and started rubbing his balls and his inner thighs. Then I added some more and ran my hands over his butt and between his ass cheeks. I could see him tense up with anticipation. I ran a finger down from the top of his ass crack across his asshole and to his balls.

Sue looked at me and said, "Um, I don't really do that."

"That's ok, I do," I replied. "Jeff had a finger in my ass tonight and I want to return the favor."

And with that I started lightly pressing against his asshole. I decided that I needed more oil, so I put the bottle at the top of his ass crack and squeezed. The oil ran down and soon the target areas was well lubed. Jeff was squirming a bit, and I suspected he hadn't had this done to him in a very long time, if ever.

I took it very slowly, first just rubbing, then pressing a little, then pressing a little more. I swapped with Sue again and now I was sucking his dick as I pushed against his anus and I could feel his penis twitching and throbbing in my mouth in response to my probing.

I passed the baton (so to speak) back to Sue, and I focused on my new toy, Jeff's asshole. He was tight, and clenching a lot, so I just kept my finger pressed against his asshole massaging gently. As soon as I felt him relax just a little I pressed harder and felt the tip of my finger start to slide in. He immediately clenched again, but I held my finger in place, and when he un-clenched a little I pushed in up to my first knuckle and stopped there.

Jeff grunted and moaned, and Sue started increasing her pace and was now also using her hand at the base of his penis. As before, it looked and sounded like Sue was truly enjoying every minute of giving oral.

I withdrew my finger a centimeter, waited for Jeff to relax and then slid it in further. This made Jeff jump a little, but he didn't ask me to stop. I knew from experience that if I got my finger up to his prostate he would cum almost immediately, so I wanted to take it slow. I squeezed some more oil into Jeff's ass crack just to be sure.

I was halfway between the first and second knuckle which was enough to start a little in and out action in sync with Sue's blowjob. I could tell Jeff was getting close when he stopped lightly stroking my scalp, grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled it hard.

When he pulled my hair I jammed my finger all the way into Jeff's ass, and two seconds later he started convulsing and filling Sue's mouth. She was just as enthusiastic about this part of the blowjob experience and swallowed everything while immediately transitioning to a gentle licking of his super sensitive dick.

I slowly eased my finger out of his ass and then leaned over and took his penis into my mouth for a few seconds. His legs were actually shaking and he said he needed to sit down.

We helped Jeff over to the couch and we all sat down to catch our breath. Sue was the first to speak.

"I had no idea you would like something in your ass," Sue said to Jeff. "After all these years, I'm surprised you have a secret desire like that."

"Well not really secret, just kind of difficult to bring up," Jeff replied. "And you never show any interest when I try to play with your ass."

"I told you that long time ago a guy tried to fuck my ass and it hurt so much I never wanted anything in my ass again, Sue said. "And I like sucking cock so much that I never needed to learn other moves."

"So did you like it?" Sue asked. "Yes I did," replied Jeff.

"And you like it too?" Sue asked me. "Very much," I replied.

"What about me?" Sue said quietly.

At first we didn't get it, but then Jeff and I started laughing at the same time. This was a reference all the way back to the beginning of the evening when I got Jeff to kiss me by asking "What about me?"

Jeff grabbed the towel and spread it back out on the pool table. He looked at Sue and patted his hand on the table. Sue was acting like she was being called into the dentist office. She would take a couple steps forward and then turn around.

"Swear to god it feels good," Sue challenged me. I assured her that it does if you do it right. And that I could tell her from personal experience, Jeff knows how to do it right.

"Good," she said. "Because I don't think I could handle the idea of you fingering my ass."

I sensed that this was something that Jeff and Sue needed to explore together so I made an excuse that I needed to use the bathroom and left them alone. The last I saw, Sue was on the table on her hands and knees with her ass up in the air and Jeff was dripping baby oil directly on her asshole.

I snuck upstairs to get a drink of water, wash my hands, and try to find all my clothes. When I found my pants I realized that I hadn't looked at my phone since I took my pants off several hours ago. I pulled it out of my pants pocket and saw that my husband had sent me a few texts and had called once.

He didn't seem worried or pissed, he was just checking in to see how I was doing. Before any of the naked craziness had begun I had texted him to say that I was sleeping over because I was too drunk to drive and he probably figured I was passed out on their couch.

Reading his text messages broke the spell of the crazy evening, and I knew I was done for the night. I didn't feel guilty exactly, but I didn't feel great about what had happened either. And even though it was just a few minutes since I had Jeff's penis in my mouth and my finger up his ass, it already seemed like a crazy memory.

I also decided that one way or the other I was going to find a way to talk to my husband about my crazy side. Probably starting with stories from before we met, and if I could get him interested maybe even some new stories that we could create together. Because the truth is, I am not ashamed of this side of me. It's part of who I am, and although I don't see myself doing stuff like this on a regular basis, I really like letting loose and instigating things, and seeing where they go.

And if it goes well, and I think he can handle it, I may even show him this story. And if I do, my biggest hope is that after reading it he will ask,

"What about me?"


Epilogue:

So it took me three weeks to write the true story of what happened that Friday night. And no, I haven't shared it with my husband yet, but I have started dropping hints that I was a bit crazier in my youth than I previously let on. So far it is going well, which is probably because I am telling him stories from 20 years ago, and using them either as foreplay or during sex (or to initiate sex.)

But we still have a ways to go before I can really open up. Right now, he thinks all my adventures were a long time ago, not that one happened last month. He has noticed that we have had a lot more sex in the past three weeks, and he is quite happy about that.

Sue and I have only talked once since that night. It was a little awkward, but mostly she wanted to know if I had told my husband so she and Jeff knew how to act around him. She made a couple references to a night of "firsts" and told me that Jeff said thanks for teaching them some new games.

As for me, I feel like I rediscovered a hobby that I used to love, but somehow lost along the way.

A few years ago my Mom started knitting again, which was something she had started doing 40 years ago when we were kids, but had stopped at some point. Now she can't stop, and as soon as she finishes an item, she starts a new one. She's always knitting.

It kind of feels like that. Only instead of knitting, I want to lose a bet and have to be a topless waitress, or be dared to streak around the house in front of friends. I think about it a lot, but don't have many opportunities at the moment. Then again it's still winter where I live.

I will try to keep you posted on how things develop.

Jane

Awesome story, Jane. Hopefully you'll be able to share more to us as well as to your husband eventually. All the best!

That was a great story. I wish my wife was like you. I f you do tell your husband good luck. I hope he is as turned on as the rest of us here at OCC. Please keep us posted.

Wow. I mean. Wow.
 

What an amazing story. I feel like I was there.

Now that Jeff has seen you naked, will it be easier for you the next time?

I hope you keep writing. You are one of my favorite writers on this site.

First of all great story and perfect story telling :)

I'm just curious. Do you think that night added anal sex act to their sex life?

I am curious - did Sue like the anal fingering? Is she now working up to taking him there?

Interesting development
 

I promised to keep you all posted on developments as I try to see if my conservative husband is ok with me having a bit of the wild child I was in college still in my system. Well this weekend I had the chance to test it in a totally unexpected way, and it turned out much better than I expected. I'm tempted to say, he was much cooler than I expected, but when I think about how things happened, I think I just got really lucky that they played out the way they did.

I got home a couple hours before my husband on Friday night (yes, another Friday). We've been having a lot of sex since my adventure 3 weeks ago, so as soon as I got home I changed into pajama bottoms and a thin t shirt with no bra or panties underneath. I opened a bottle of wine and settled on the couch under a blanket and re-read my story from a few weeks ago. I'm not sure if this marks me as an unserious writer, but I must confess that I like reading my own stories.

Reading what I wrote about that Friday night was kind of making me re-live the experience and it got me quite horny. I was looking forward to jumping Frank's bones when he got home. We had been having sex 3-4 times per week since my party night with Jeff and Sue compared with once a week for the past five years or so. And on top of that I have started masterbating again, which I'm not going to say I never used to do, but not more than once a month. Lately it's been almost every day.

So I was snuggled up on the couch, with a soft blanket covering me, buzzed from a couple glasses of wine, and letting my hand idly wander under my shirt or sweat pants from time to time. I was starting to get a little worried because it was almost 10pm, and Frank doesn't usually stay out that late unless we are out on a date night.

I was just starting to think about calling Frank to see where he was when I heard the front door open. I jumped up and went to the front door. I was surprised to see Jeff of all people, but more surprised to see that Frank was wasted. He wasn't falling down drunk, but he was pretty drunk. I looked out the window to see if he had driven home and was relieved to see only Jeff's minivan in the driveway.

"We left Franco's car at the bar," Jeff said, reading my mind. "He actually did a few shots with the guys tonight." Frank was known to be pretty reserved, even when he was out with his guy friends. In fact in all the time we had been together, he had been the designated drive far more often than needing a DD so this was a bit out of character.

"I'm kind of drunk honey," Frank said as he made a beeline for the bathroom. He began to take a long piss while singing Blinded by the Light.

Jeff had a smirk on his face, and I asked him what was up. We walked into the kitchen so we could talk without Frank hearing us, although with his singing we probably didn't have to worry.

Jeff told me that after Frank had his second shot he started telling everyone about how much sex he had been having, and the whole drive home he had talked about how he was going to get laid tonight. Jeff made a point of looking me up and down and said, "It looks like he was right."

I became very aware of how little I was wearing and I actually blushed a little. I felt my nipples tighten, and resisted the desire to either cover up or touch my boobs for pleasure. I could feel Jeff watching my nipples poke against my thin shirt.

"Well, how about you?" I countered to Jeff. "Are you and Sue having more fun lately?"

"Uh, yeah!" Jeff replied. "Pretty much every night. And sometimes in the morning too, which we never used to do." He had a giant smile on his face. "What a great night," he said.

Then Jeff leaned in just to be sure Frank couldn't hear and said, "I can't believe I'm telling you this, but Sue now wants a finger in her ass almost every time we fuck. If she doesn't want to, she tells me she wants to 'make love,' otherwise she wants the stinky pinky."

I laughed out loud. I had never heard the phrase 'stinky pinky' before, and it totally cracked me up.

We heard the toilet flush and Frank joined us in the kitchen. When Frank gets drunk he is either energized, emotional and happy and wants to do something fun, or he sits on the couch and falls asleep. At the moment, Frank was clearly in the energized/emotional stage.

He kept talking about how much we love Jeff and Sue and how you guys are our best friends and so on. It was probably just a typical rambling drunk "I love you guys" monologue but I felt a chill.

I was freaking out inside because of what happened a couple weeks ago, and started wondering if he knew something or suspected something, or worst if Jeff had told him something.

I shot a look at Jeff and he clearly was having the exact same reaction that I was to Frank's rambling love-fest. He subtly shook his head, and then raised his eyebrows and nodded at me. I shook my head. There was no way Sue would have talked to Frank, so I relaxed a little.

Frank had moved to the "thanks for the ride home, you're such a good friend" phase and it was clear the moment had passed. Phew. He also didn't seem to have noticed what I was wearing.

This was a typical outfit for me to wear around the house at bedtime, and in fact was his favorite almost see-through T shirt for me to wear. But I had never worn it outside of the bedroom and certainly not in front of a male friend.

Like he was reading my mind, Frank leans over and kisses me and then half-whispers, "By the way, I love that shirt." And then walks to the fridge to get a beer.

"What is Sue doing tonight?" I asked Jeff. "Tell her to come over."

He said that Sue was out with some work friends, and she seems to be having fun judging from her texts.

Frank brought each of us a beer and said that if Sue was still out Jeff should hang out for a while. "No sense going home to an empty house."

I went to fix myself a rum and coke, I wasn't in the mood for a beer. I listened as Jeff and Frank discussed what to do. Frank wanted to play a drinking game, Jeff wanted to watch the hockey game on TV. I waited a bit, then mentioned that if we sat down in front of the TV, Frank and I would probably fall asleep. Jeff got the message and got onboard with playing a drinking game.

We were debating between quarters, and some kind of name game that Jeff liked, when Sue suddenly changed our evening, and maybe my sex life.

Jeff's iPhone chimed and he picked it up and made a face. Frank asked if everything was ok, and Jeff said he got an odd text message from Sue.

He held out his phone and showed us the text which simply said, "They dared me"

We were all leaning over his phone when Sue's next text arrived. It was a selfie photo, taken in the ladies room, with Sue's shirt and bra pulled up to her chin and her tits on full display.

We all laughed, and Frank quickly looked at Jeff to see his reaction. Jeff made no move to close the message and said, "yeah, she's definitely having fun tonight."

Since Jeff wasn't making a deal about it, Frank turned back and really stared at Sue's photo. She did have amazing tits. Bigger than mine, and super sensitive, but I couldn't tell Frank how I knew the second part.

I suddenly had an idea and said, "Let's involve Sue in our game."

"Well, she can't exactly play quarters with us," Jeff said.

"It looks like she's already playing truth or dare, so let's play that," I suggested enthusiastically.

"How would that work?" Frank asked.

"Jeff, take a picture," I responded, and lifted my shirt to my chin. I looked at Frank and winked.

Jeff lifted his phone and quickly snapped 4-5 photos while making it seem like he only took one. Guys are so predictable.

I told Jeff to send the message, "Dare responded" along with the photo.

I pulled my shirt back down and walked over to Frank and gave him a big kiss. He whispered to me, "That was so hot, what got into you?"

"I guess I just can't say no to a dare," I replied hoping that Frank was drunk enough not to realize that nobody had dared me to do anything. "Plus you've gotten me really horny lately."

Frank glanced over at Jeff. "Are you ok with Jeff seeing you?" Frank whispered to me.

"Sue started it," I replied. "I'm just having fun!"

"Ok, as long as you are ok with it," Frank replied. I think he really liked seeing Sue's boobs. They are much nicer than mine and I have noticed him checking her out many times over the years.

I was excited, and my heart was pounding. The game was evolving totally organically, nobody was driving the agenda. Frank was just drunk enough to be going with the flow instead of analyzing, and since Sue had started it by flashing us, I was just being a good sport and playing along.

"Alright, it's our turn," I said, casting the dare game as us vs Sue and her friends. "I say we go into the bathroom and do a group moon in the mirror."

Even Frank loved the idea, mooning is always a great gateway dare. We stood hip to hip, pulled our pants down and looked over our shoulders as Jeff snapped a photo.

Jeff sent a text to Sue saying, "your turn" along with the photo of us mooning.

Sue immediately texted back, "You guys are crazy. Ok hang on"

We stood around laughing and drinking, waiting to see what Sue did. Jeff kept flipping back and forth between the photo of Sue's tits and the mooning photo. Frank hovered right next to Jeff and seemed to really like the photo of Sue. I couldn't blame him, that girl has some great boobs.

Another text came in from Sue. "Does it have to be two guys and a girl?"

Jeff texted back, "No, but it has to be at least 3 people or else you lose and we get to give you a new dare."

A couple minutes later Sue sent a new photo with four girls and one guy all mooning in what appeared to be the back of a crowded bar.

And then she sent a text saying, "We got 5 people. We win!!!"

And then after 30 seconds or so, another text from Sue.

"Because you guys lost, I dare Jane to be a topless waitress for 5 min, and I want proof."

Holy crap I thought. Sue was well aware from our previous adventure that is is exactly the kind of dare that I love doing. And she was giving me the perfect setup. Maybe it was a thank you for introducing her to 'stinky pinky.'

Frank wasn't so sure this was a good idea. But he didn't seem to be objecting on principle, he wanted me to know that I didn't have to do anything I wasn't comfortable with. I got the sense that he hoped I would do it, probably just to see what Sue would do next. Plus he was still drunk, which didn't hurt. Jeff also insisted that I didn't have to do the dare, which was smart on his part.

"They're just tits," I said. "And Sue already showed us hers, so I don't see what the big deal is."

And before we could discuss it further, I whipped off my t shirt and put it on the counter. Jeff and Frank both whooped their approval at the sight of my boobs.

"Let's make this look good," I said to Jeff and Frank and I dug into our junk drawer for a small notepad we used for writing shopping lists. I found it and walked over to Frank and held the pad and pencil like I was taking his order. "Take a picture Jeff, Sue said we needed proof."

Jeff again snapped a bunch of pictures and then I told him to give Frank the phone, and I stood in front of Jeff and 'took his order' while Frank took a couple pictures. I couldn't believe he was going along with this.

Bringing things back down to earth, Frank said, "I can't believe you're going to send those photos. You know she's with a group of drunk people in a bar. Anyone could see them."

That was a good point. Without getting into details, let's just say that my employer would immediately let me go if naked pictures of me ever turned up. Zero tolerance.

I told him to wait a second and I went to the fridge and grabbed a couple beer bottles. I turned my back to Jeff and told him to take one more picture from behind me so you could see I was topless, but couldn't see my boobs.

Jeff sent that one to Sue along with a text saying "our waitress is hotter than yours" which made me feel good.

He then made a point of showing us that he deleted the photo, which Frank was happy about. I'm not sure how, but I'm positive he kept the others he had taken, although they weren't visible in his photos app anymore.

We stood around nursing our drinks and talking while we waited for Sue's reply. I remained topless the whole time, but just casually, I wasn't flaunting or posing in any way. I just didn't have a top on.

After a few minutes Frank asked if I was going to put my shirt back on. He didn't seem upset, but he was clearly aware that Jeff was getting an extended look at my boobs.

"Has it been five minutes," I asked? "That was Sue's dare."

Frank and Jeff both agreed that it had been five minutes, so I pulled my shirt back on pretending that I was glad to be covered again. The truth was that it had been probably ten minutes, and I was super-wet from being dared to be topless.

A couple minutes went by and we were starting to wonder what happened to Sue, when Jeff's phone chimed. They had apparently left the bar and were on their way home, but what caught our attention was the photo of Sue, clearly taken by somebody else, she was in the backseat of a car sitting totally topless. And then a second later, another photo that showed one of the other girls in the back seat grabbing her left breast while Sue made a funny face.

Frank seemed very happy to be getting another look at Sue's awesome tits, and we all commented how great she looked. Jeff sent our collective thumbs up and Sue replied with a smiley face.

After we had looked at Sue's boobs for an uncomfortable length of time, Frank went to the bathroom again. As soon as the bathroom door closed, Jeff asked me if he should tell Sue to get dropped off at home or at our house.

I was really torn. This was a totally unexpected chance that was going really well, but on the other hand, I didn't want to push things too much and have it be a "I was so drunk, we're never going to do that again" thing.

I decided to play for the long run. I told Jeff that I wanted Frank to myself tonight. He was totally cool with that, and said that he would head home to meet Sue since she was obviously horny. I think he was hoping to get home before her and see if her back seat boob grabbing friend wanted to continue the party.

When Frank came out of the bathroom a minute later, Jeff was already putting his coat on. He said he wanted to get home to Sue, and that made sense to Frank. I don't think Frank had any clue how easy it would have been to have Sue's naked boobs right in front of him in a half hour. But I had made my decision.

We said goodbye and have fun to Jeff, and as soon as the door shut Frank and I were all over each other. We had really amazing sex that night. And then again Saturday morning. And then again Saturday night.

We haven't specifically discussed the exhibitionism of Sue and I, but we have made a few jokes about getting together with them again. The general tone is that they are such good friends, and what's a little nudity among friends. It's not like something happened happened. Just a little drunk flashing.

I can already see that Frank is more comfortable than I thought he would be, at least when he is drunk. And if I can get Sue to show her boobs first, then I just look like the competitive girl he knows me to be when I show my boobs in response. And in my experience, once guys are looking at boobs, you can get them to do whatever you want.

Compared to the party night a few weeks ago, this was a really tame evening. There was no touching, sucking or any contact at all. I was topless for ten minutes in front of Frank and Jeff, and we had seen 3 pictures of Sue's boobs. Nothing more. But it was a huge turn on for me.

So we'll see where this goes, but it's an interesting and unexpected start.

I'm going to need popcorn for this thread. Loving it.

Can I come to your house. It is so much more exciting than my house.

JaneTheBrain is my kind of woman!!! Smart & sexy....

Update?
 

Any update Jane? I'm sure a lot of us are wondering if you had another Friday night adventure!

Please tell us more!

A good discussion with Frank
 

So 5-6 weeks passed without any big adventures. Frank and I continue to have sex like when we first started dating, it no longer feels like something we schedule for once a week. Along with having more sex, I also decided to be more playful both to see if Frank likes it, and to get him used to the idea that at any moment I might do something unexpected and sexy.

A couple times when we were getting ready in the morning, I opened my towel and flashed him the full Monty. Another time when he was on the phone with work in the evening I lifted my shirt and flashed my tits.

I have made a point not to link my flashing directly to sex. I mean we're having a lot of sex, but I don't flash him and then initiate sex. It's more something I do to be flirty and get him horny at random times. In fact, a few times I have flashed him or grabbed his butt when I knew we couldn't do anything more, like right as he's leaving for work. He seems to be enjoying it so far, and to be honest so am I.

My next step is to flash him when we are in the car or very discretely at a restaurant, since flashing around the house isn't all that daring. I have been tempted to send him a photo, but he's always leaving his phone sitting out and then forgets where he left it, and I think that would freak him out especially when he is at work.

So anyway, that's what I've been up to for the past month or so. Last night (another Friday), we were both tired from a long week and decided to just hang out and binge watch some TV. I was wearing the same outfit that I had the night that Jeff brought Frank home drunk, but I don't think Frank noticed or made the connection. As I mentioned before, this was typical for me to wear if we are just hanging out and I want to be sexy yet comfortable.

We were sitting on the couch, and at one point I slid myself around and put my feet on his lap. I love having my feet rubbed, and Frank is almost always willing to indulge me. He smiled at me and asked what I was doing. I gave him a big smile and asked him to rub my feet, pleeeeze.

He shrugged and asked what he would get in return. Without hesitation I whipped off my shirt and threw it across the room and said, "Well to begin with I can give you something to look at!"

"I only get to look?" Frank asked.

"Would you rather I cover up?" I replied, and then added, "after you finish my feet you can rub me anywhere you want."

He started rubbing my feet, but I noticed that he was checking out my tits every couple minutes. Even after years of marriage, it cracks me up how guys are endlessly fascinated with boobs.

We were binge watching a show on Amazon called Transparent, which is a fascinating show. It deals very frankly with sexuality and Different characters seem to get naked in almost every episode. The episode that came on just as Frank started rubbing my feet opens with two sisters having a spa day together. They are seen getting massages and then sitting in a steam room talking. They are casually naked together for like 5 minutes straight. It was not sexual at all, but as we know, guys love boobs and Frank never took his eyes off the screen.

As I watched, I realized that one of the sister's boobs look exactly like Sue's. I almost blurted it out, then stopped myself thinking Frank would ask how I knew what Sue's tits looked like. Then I remembered that we had both gotten a good look at Sue's tits when she sent photos to Jeff, so I decided to bring it up after all. (It is exhausting being inside my head)

I grabbed the remote and hit pause just as the scene cut away. I rewound a little and then paused again on a perfect still image of the sisters casually sitting in a steam room naked.

Frank looked over at me with his eyebrows raised. "What?" he asked.

"Does the girl on the right remind you of someone?" I asked. "Specifically her tits?"

"Honey, I love you, but um your boobs are a bit smaller than that," he said looking down at my exposed chest.

I smacked him on the arm. "Not me, I know I'm not in that class of boobage. Don't they look exactly like Sue's boobs?"

At first Frank started to protest that he doesn't look at Sue's breasts, but I reminded him that we had both seen pictures of them a few weeks ago and he realized I wasn't giving him a hard time. He still seemed to think it was a trick question, but when I started comparing the size and talking about her nipples he relaxed a little. Eventually I got him to concede that yes, the tits of the girl on TV looked a lot like Sue's.

"I have to say that I was really surprised that Sue was a little crazy that night," Frank said.

"I don't think she was crazy," I replied. "I just thought we were all having fun after a few drinks. Besides, you and Jeff definitely seemed to enjoy it"

"Of course we did," Frank answered. And then more tentatively, "Did you enjoy it?"

"I think you enjoyed seeing Sue's tits more than I did," I replied. "But she does have a nice rack."

"But what about the other stuff, you know being a topless waitress," Frank went on, "Did you enjoy that or did it freak you out to have Jeff see you half naked?"

"It definitely didn't freak me out. Remember I've been skinny dipping and stuff when I was younger, even did the naked run through campus a couple times. So I guess I'm ok with my body. Sometimes it turns me on a bit to get a dare like that."

"What about you," I asked Frank? "Did it turn you on to see me being a topless waitress?"

"It did, but I wasn't sure I should say that," he answered.

"Why not?" I asked.

"I guess, I just thought that the only people who do that kind of thing are swingers."

"Really? I don't think it's about swingers at all, it's really just having a little fun, and feeling a little sexy," I answered truthfully. "And if it turns you on, and it turns me on, then why not do it?"

"You would do that again?" Frank asked sounding surprised. "In front of other people?"

"Sure, why not? As long as I trust the people we are with." I answered. I reminded him that I had played strip poker and gone streaking and other things when I was in college.

"Yeah but that was college," Frank responded. "Different rules apply."

"Well I didn't really stop when I graduated," I explained. "From hanging out with theater people in college, I had discovered that being naked in front of someone and having sex with that person were two totally different things. And It turns out I enjoyed being naked, especially as a dare with a group of people."

His eyebrows shot up at this new revelation, "When did you stop?"

"Shortly before we met I decided to settle down. I cut way back on my drinking, started working out, joined the dating site (which is how we met) and decided to act my age. Which I have done for probably 5-6 years now. But when Sue dared me to be a topless waitress the other night, I just reverted to my younger self."

"Are you mad," I asked?

"No, just surprised. Is that why you have been flashing me," he asked.

"Probably, I don't know, maybe I'm just horny because we are having so much great sex.

"So how does it work, you just do anything if someone dares you," Frank wanted to know.

"Well, other than a few weeks ago, it's been a while since I did this kind of thing, but generally it all depends on the situation, my sobriety, who I'm with, what we are doing, is anyone else playing along or am I the only one. Actually I like games better than dares. You know how competitive I am. Playing a game makes me feel like I can 'win' but if I lose then oh well I guess I have to strip or flash or whatever," I explained.

"Yeah, you can be a real Monica," Frank said, which was an inside reference to the TV show Friends. Whenever I get really competitive about something he calls me Monica.

I was really glad I started the conversation this evening. Frank was taking it a lot better than I expected. He didn't seem to be judging me as much as trying to understand me, which was really cool. I reached over and confirmed my suspicion that he had actually gotten a hard-on as we talked. Of course I was still topless, so that might have been the reason for his stiffy.

After I grabbed him through his pants, he kissed me and our conversation stopped so we could have a great fuck on the couch. It was particularly passionate, lasted quite a while, and after we each had loud orgasms, we both fell asleep with him still inside of me.

That was last night. All day I have been thinking about how much I want to set up an evening for the 4 of us to get together. I think I'm going to talk to Sue, and have "the girls" plan something. I want to make sure we don't go too far or Frank might freak out. But based on our discussion last night, I don't think he will judge me for indulging in a little flashing or sexy dares.

Plus if we do this right, Frank gets to see Sue's boobs in person, and I can tell he is in favor of that happening.

Let me know if you have any suggestions for how Sue and I set up the evening. Looking at our calendar, it will probably be two weeks before we can get together, so I'm going to be obsessing about how to approach the evening.

- Jane

Great to get an update and ready for the two weeks to fly by!

Incredibly hot
 

Wow Jane, your stories are incredibly hot!

Good luck and keep the stories coming
 

Jane, you are fast becoming my favorite writer on this site. When I read your first story I thought it was incredibly hot, and figured that you were on your way to cheating on your husband full time.

But as you have continued to write about your internal struggles between reliving some of your youthful adventures and trying to get your husband involved, it seems like you are really a good person, who values your marriage and loves your husband. Your writing is playful, but you can sense the internal debate you are having.

The most intriguing thing to me (and I suspect many of the men on OCC) is that it is usually the husband who is conspiring to try to get his wife to be more adventuresome, but for you it is the opposite.

Not knowing the people involved, but being a man, my suspicion is that he will be much more open to your games than you are giving him credit for. And given what you have already done (topless waitress was genius) it seems clear that he is enjoying it as well.

The one thing I would be very careful about is having actual sexual contact with Jeff in front of your husband, especially anything below the waist. As you have pointed out, guys love looking at tits, and I doubt he will object to that. But for many guys, even ones who like the idea of their wife getting naked in public, seeing another man giving their wife an orgasm can really mess with their minds.

I am eagerly awaiting your next installment.

Since you asked for suggestions, I would suggest just about any game that can have stripping or dares associated with it. I would steer clear of truth or dare for right now, unless the dares are agreed to in advance.

And most important, don't forget the power of saying "He's already seen me topless/naked" - I don't completely understand it, but that is a great go-to when the game starts to get to the stripping stage.

Have fun and keep us all posted!