Great story!
[QUOTE=JonThink;2717492]This occurred shortly after I graduated from college. My wife and I dated throughout college. As soon as I graduated we got married, moved to the city, got good jobs and started breaking away, to some extent. from our college friends and my frat. In those few months following graduation, my wife had gotten a little more adventuresome with her sexy dressing when going out to some fantastic dance clubs in the city. It was common for her to wear an assortment of very short miniskirts, mid-riff tops, low-rise pants and no bra with see-through blouses. At the end of the school year the frat always had a blowout party at a rented venue in a nice apartment clubhouse or a hotel ballroom. The party perpetually had a live band, and the guys went all out to make it one of the best, if not the best, party(ies) of the year. All the college girls wanted to be invited to that party. What they didn’t realize is that the frat guys would always mix a Purple Passion drink (Everclear and g**** juice) in an old bathtub with legs that could be carried into the party and left for everyone to readily fill their drink glasses as needed. Since the party was held in late May in the South, and with everyone dancing throughout the evening in that hot club room, people needed to cool off regularly with a nice cool iced-down drink. And the bathtub Purple Passion went down smoothly and easily while cooling the body temps off. The frat guys knew to take it easy with that drink, but the girls didn’t. They would get drunk and drunker with each additional drink. They started dancing sexier and sexier while losing some of their clothes, and eventually became easy marks for the frat guys. There was plenty of fucking in the parking lot, nearby motels and even, in some cases, in the facility’s bushes.
Since I had just recently graduated and still knew all the frat guys, they asked my wife and I to come to the party. We agreed and planned to have a really great time as we always had for the end of the year blast. My wife was willing to dress sexy that night, but knowing everyone so well, she didn’t want to be overly exposed. She agreed to wear a very short miniskirt and a see-through navy blue blouse with no bra. However, she said that she wouldn’t want to wear that see-through blouse braless without some coverage. I argued to the contrary, but she won out. She had an open front black velvet vest that she put on over her see-through blouse. The vest offered some shots as it moved from one side to another over her blouse and boobs. At times one could readily see that she was braless and got glances of her tits via that see-through material. I remember that as we got out of the car and were walking up to the party venue, my wife said, “Those poor girls are gonna get fucked tonight with all that Purple Passion flowing.” I agreed, and knew that she was thinking back to her early years attending that same end of year party. As we entered the venue, we were warmly greeted by all the frat guys and many of the girls that we had known in prior years. Some of the guys spotted a little of what my wife had on and replied about how good she was looking.
[FONT=Calibri]The night continued along the same lines that we had expected. The girls were guzzling the Purple Passion and losing all inhibitions. The frat guys were more measured in their intake, and were starting to lay in wait. The one thing that surprised me was that my wife was drinking more of the Purple Passion than I expected and was beginning to lose many of her inhibitions. She was dancing sexier and was making the rounds with a number of our frat friends on the dance floor. I noted that her blouse had lost two additional buttons that had been buttoned toward the neck, which left the highest button that was still closed just under the bottom of her boobs. So she was exposing plenty of cleavage, and it was quite obvious that she was wearing no bra. Soon she was reaching up behind her lifting the vest and flapping it like a fan while talking with people. This exposed her basically bare tits under that see-through blouse with half the buttons open. The guys were all crowding around her and enjoying the view.[/
Awesome story man! I love stories like this
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