Where to start or continue. We are watching a game with two beautiful ladies that are now wearing white thigh high stockings a short maids costume skirt and a ribbon choker around their neck. That's it. We are getting great glimpses of pussy as the ladies move, sit and cheer. As the second quarter progressed bobs wife began to get into the cheering and celebrating.
At some point kenneth must have excused himself. As we were each making restroom visits I did not notice till bobs wife came outside laughing and said look at this. She turned her phone around and there was a picture of kenneth out asleep inside on my sofa . The funny part, he was completely naked with his boxers on his head like a hat. She had several pictures but all were the same.
Again both ladies were feeling the consumed alcohol. They were giggling, laughing and really being silly. Bob and I had no complaints. They were giving us plenty to see and at times very close.
During a commercial break before the half bobs wife said let's all go in and mess with kenneth. So we all headed in. Kenneth had not moved from the position in the picture. I asked how he got his boxers on his head bobs wife said she did it and he never moved. My wife entered the room with her makeup bag. They proceeded to give him a makeover. Face, chest and groin. When they finished out came the cell phones and both took several pictures.
Bob then said to his wife you want to really get him, give him a quick lap dance so when he sobers up I will give him hell. She handed her phone to bob opened Kenneth's legs and sat down on his flaccid penis. I assume he was taking pictures but I did not take my eyes off his wife. She then stood grabbed kenneth by the balls and penis and closed his legs. Now he is slouched on the sofa legs together with his legs together balls and flaccid penis sitting in his lap. She looked at bob and said now. She lifted her maids skirt and backed up on kenneth with his legs between hers and sat down on his junk. He has not really moved much and if he was aware he had a pussy on his dick I'm sure things would be growing. No reaction. After a few seconds of softly rubbing her pussy on Kenneth's limp dick she said one more. My mouth fell open. She leaned back on kenneth and lifted his limp dick between her lips. I again assume bob got the picture I could not take my eyes off her pussy.
She stood up straightened her skirt laughing hugging my laughing wife. Then bob looked at my wife and said your turn. My wife said I don't think so. I guess after seeing bobs wife do this my drunk self spoke up with some challenge that included are you chicken and he's out. There was also bobs drunk wife commenting along with bob. So giggling my wife said OK. She had bob put the phone away. With hands on hips saying no pictures or no dance. Bobs wife took her phone and put it away. Now my wife did the same movement bobs wife did without lifting the maids skirt. When she sat on his lap bob said you are not all the way down. She smiled saying I am. Bob said we can not see so we can not use this later on kenneth. My wife then lifted her skirt. My jaw hit the floor. My wife's pussy was straddling the base of Kenneth's limp dick. She made several small grinds on his groin when bobs wife said. Now put it against your pussy. My wife did not hesitate. She leaned back just as bobs wife did. Grabbed his dick by the head and She streached it against the length of her pussy. She held it there a second and stood up straightening her skirt then started laughing and hugging bobs wife.
I am standing there sporting a nice tent watching this. I immediately say my turn. The ladies turn and walk out headed back to the game never saying a word. Bob and I stood there talking a second before following the ladies.
This took a long time to write but really took the ladies minutes to complete. When bob and I walked back outside the ladies had four drinks ready. I protested that I will have to pass or wait on another drink or I will be like kenneth. Both ladies started on me then bob said the same. They really started teasing us. Bob said lets make a bet. We will drink the drinks if you lose the skirts. My wife started the protest. At some point bobs wife said its not like we haven't seen each other naked. She handed bob his drink and said you two lose the boxers. She unzipped the skirt and placed it on the bar. Now bobs wife is standing there drink in hand wearing thigh high white lace stockings and a ribbon chocker. Nothing else. After a short pause my wife hand me my drink. Takes off her skirt places it on the bar lifts her drink and says "well".
I hesitate because I have an erection that won't wait. I look at bob and he is standing completely naked sporting wood. Even drunk, as I start disrobing I'm thinking about where this is going. As bob and I are putting our clothes on the bar his wife says someone seems excited. I could not respond. Now we are all sitting on the sofa and its half time. My wife is happy we are winning and I know this sounds unusual but we are all naked holding normal conversations.
I excuse myself to the restroom. Kenneth was now comfortably sleeping as I passed. On my way back I covered him with a blanket. As I entered the kitchen my wife was standing there looking sexy drunk and naked. I asked how she was doing. She said good but wanted to know how I felt about the night so far. I told her i felt great and was happy she was comfortable having a good naked night. She said she was having fun but was not as wild as bobs wife and not sure about the rest of the evening. I asked what she was saying. She felt awkward sitting on Kenneth's lap and touching his penis while we watched. I asked if she had fun with it. She said yes. So I said then there's no problem. I told her I was fine with whatever and if she was comfortable and having fun then have fun. She then told me what worried her.
At some point durning the evening bobs wife told her she really enjoyed me playing with her nipples and made her want more. My wife laughed it off. I asked her why she was worried. She said she did not know how far to take teasing or touching. I asked if she had fun with bob teasing me touching her earlier. She laughed and said yes. I said let's just have fun. If you are not having fun then let's just have great naked conversation without the teasing. She then asked "so you are OK that bob may touch me". I said yes as long as you are. Again my sober wife will not curse but then she said "he keeps making comments so im going to tease the living shit out of him". I said "have fun". She planted a big kiss on me and said I'm horny enough to jump you now.
Outside bob was at the bar and his wife was sitting on the sofa. I took my position at the end of the sofa opposite his wife. This is an extra long outdoor sofa. My wife walked up to the bar where bob was standing. She reached past bob placing her tits square in his chest and grabbed a glass. She then opened the cooler bent over straight legs and backed her ass straight into bobs dick. She filled her glass with ice stood up apologized to bob poured water and walked over and sat by me. She whispered how's that. I laughed. Bob just said holy shit.
We were still at half time and almost tipoff. Now we were all on the sofa talking. Bobs wife on one end, then bob, then my wife, then me. As I said its a long sofa. We are talking when my wife takes her right leg folds it and spins toward bob and leaves her left leg down (same position as with kenneth in his truck). She then leans back on me talking to bobs wife. Bob is looking down at my wife's pussy and up at me smiling. My wife is ignoring this looking straight through him at his wife. She then shifts down pushing her pussy up and forward. Now I'm looking down past her tits at her exposed pussy facing bob. She continues talking past bob to his wife. Bobs dick is now straining straight up. My wife starts rubbing her small trimmed strip. Bob finally said this is too much. He walks out to my freezing cold pool and sits on the first step for a second. He towels off and sits in front of the fire. All this to the three of us laughing.
Be back shortly.
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