My wife strolled over and placed a dollop of cream in his hand and had him rub his hands together. He had scooted to the edge of his deck chair and had his face a little more than a foot away from her pussy. My wife had passed drunkish to drunk. If you read previous post, she turns her teasing to the next level when reaching this stage. She leans across Keith and places the jar of moisturizer on the arm of his deck chair. In her state of inebriation she stumbles. I swear her left tit pressed into his face but it happened quickly and I wasn't paying close attention. I asked her next day and she couldn't recall. Oh well.
After standing she asked Keith if he was going to sit. He said this is a good position. She laughingly told him her butt would be in his face. He said he was quite ok with that. She turned and backed up. His face was literally at her but. He placed a hand on each hip and moved her a little forward. My wife laughed saying I told you. He said he just needed some room.
Really only one way to describe the application on her ass. He worked it in well. Best part was when he would rub each cheek at the same time forward to her hips we got a full on view of her butt hole along with a nice view of her swelling pussy. He spent maybe ten minutes caressing/rubbing in the cream on her ass. I was somewhat disappointed that her never attempted to cover her butt hole. Close but no.
Once done my wife excused herself and took her glass inside. Keith looked at me and said oh my goodness, she is amazing. I smiled and agreed. I jokingly asked if he wanted me to finish her thighs recalling my previous offer to keep him from being uncomfortable. He said that he was fine but did not want her to feel as though he was taking advantage of the situation. I asked why he felt that way. He said that she seems quite intoxicated. I laughed and said yes she is. We talked further but the jest of the conversation was that she likes to tease, the more she drinks the more she enjoys teasing and reactions. After getting done with that we were sitting in silence a few seconds when he asked, how far up the inside of her thighs am I to go. I chuckled, and asked if he was nervous. He said yes. I said if you feel uncomfortable at any point I will take over.
My wife walked out with a drink in hand at that point so no response. Looking at my nude wife drunk made me wonder. Her limits seem to evaporate at this level and she has another drink in hand. She said that we need to move to the deck railing so she can see the ocean and have a place for her drink. Keith took the foot stool and I drug the heavy ass deck chair to her.
Keith places the stool behind her and I place my chair almost directly behind him. Before we sit my wife turns and retrieves the jar from his chair gives him a huge glob in his hand and said that should be plenty. Keith sits. He is looking directly through between her legs. I am getting the almost exact view. She is drinking and watching the waves. Keith rubs both hands from the back of her knees to the crease of her cheeks. Smeared the cream the whole way.
Skip through the thighs. She had so much on, Keith was applying to the outside of her thighs as well. He finally worked his way up. Mental picture....wife slightly leaning forward on the rail. Legs apart with plenty of access and visability. She was even kind enough that when Keith was closing in on the upper most areas, she arched her back. The actual view was one that I have seen many times. There was nothing left to imagine. Arched back had her swollen pussy on display.
Keith was really timid about this. He would rub over and over with his index fingers only a half inch from making contact with pussy. I was getting frustrated. Really, over and over. Finally, he was left hand to the inside of her right thigh. He rubbed up from the knee all the way till his index finger made contact. He did not linger but contact none the less. He did it again. Now I'm watching close. As he continued this same motion he would allow his index finger to roll onto the length of her pussy. Now he was only getting a finger width of contact and his smaller hands didn't allow much but he was getting bolder.
He repeated this motion on her left with his right hand. Still, a small contact but it seemed for Keith it was huge. After swapping back to her right leg he changed his motion. He started rubbing inside mid thigh back to front. He reached the top quickly and slowed his motion. His first stroke allowed his index finger to retrace previous touching. He did this several times. He then allowed two fingers to slide the length of her pussy from back to front then front to back. He did this many times. Almost enough but not quite. Then he swapped. My wife is now visablly aroused and wet. I'm sure Keith took note. He did the exact same thing on her left. I thought for sure he was going to cover her pussy but no.
He stopped. He said that he must be done all was rubbed in. I thought ok that's it. My wife said you can get a tiny bit more if you want to finish. She is looking at the waves and never turns back. Keith looks at me. I ask my wife as she finishes her drink if she was ok. She was leaning further onto the railing. A perfect position for entry or viewing. She said can one of you fill my glass with water. Keith quickly stood and did as instructed.
I stood by my wife. I asked if she was ok. She said drunk and horney. She asked how my view was. I said perfect. She said then you see he was touching. I said yes. I asked if she was too drunk to continue. She giggled and asked if she was making me nervous. Keith came out with a larger glass of ice water. I swatted her cheek and said no as I went to my chair.
Keith handed her the glass and asked if she was ok. She asked him if she is making him nervous. He said not really. She said good cause she can have me do her full body moisturizing any time. I complained but it's true. Everyone got back in position. Keith took a tiny bit and coated his hand. He was not timid. He placed his hand flat and stroked her entire pussy back to front then front to back over and over and over and over. I could not get a detailed view but he did this a good two or threw minutes. His hand was soaked from her wetness.
Weak legged and drunk my wife stopped and said she's going to have to finish laying down. We adjourned to the deck chairs and my wife on the lounger. As we sat I asked Keith how he was doing. He smiled and said great but looks like your wife is finished. The lounger back was at a 45 degree angle and she had made a pillow of the towel and was laying with eyes closed. It was still early. Keith and I sat talking about work life and what just happened. I re-explained how my wife loves to tease and under certain circumstances allows touching to escalate the teasing. We discussed.
At some point I got up and retrieved the jar to put the top on it. Keith perked up and asked if I was going to finish. I changed course and said yes.
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