My wife came back wearing a tight blue under armor tshirt and black tight workout pants. Her nipples were poking hard against the tshirt. This was thirty minutes or so after her naked episode. Wayne said, well I think you are almost as beautiful wearing clothes. She hit him on the shoulder as she passed. She said that next time announce ourselves and she would not have put us through that. Wayne said sarcastically, "if" I get another invite, I am sneaking in the house praying for a repeat opportunity. My wife said, really? Wayne responded, absolutely, when you get my age one doesn't get those opportunities.
We spent the morning and early afternoon visiting and catching up as I said. Around 2 p.m. we grilled and ate. Afterwards Wayne excused himself. My wife finally asked me what I thought of her earlier performance. I said you just need to listen to Wayne's continued references throughout the day to know he loved it. She was beaming. I asked if she was planning anything else. She said she was not sure but if the opportunity presented itself to go with it. Soon Wayne returned with a bag. Out came a bottle of scotch, crown royal and vodka. My wife half jokingly said, good lord Wayne, you trying to see me naked again. He stuttered some this time but gathered up to say, whatever works.
We again spent the next several hours drinking snacking and talking. Weather turned a little nasty so we moved inside. We ended up in our casual den drinking talking and watching television.
Skipping through the small talk as visiting continued. Now its later in the afternoon. We are watching some movie half ass drunk. Wayne had put away a third of his bottle. With blinds closed and curtains drawn this room can get dark in mid day. I look over. Wayne is asleep in the oversized chair. My wife leads me to the kitchen. New idea. She said she will go put on a robe and lay on the sofa. She will pretend to pass out and that I could lead it from there. Well we made drinks and she changed into her green silk robe. As she walked in she opened the robe flashing me and a still sleeping Wayne. She laid on the sofa feet at Wayne's chair head at mine.
I couldn't really tell she was naked lying there but as she took a drink or moved it was definitely obvious with her tits moving under the robe. We spent the next several hours talking and drinking while Wayne slept and snored. My wife looked at me and said I'm really going to nap/sleep so if Wayne wakes up have fun. Maybe ten minutes I'm the only one alive. I go around opening curtains and blinds to light the room. Ten minutes later still sleeping. I'm wandering around for some time drinking and bored. There's nothing on television I can find. I finally sit and find a channel with spring baseball.
As i watch i did take an opportunity to open the top of my wifes robe some. Just enough to show that she was braless. Skip ahead Wayne finally snores himself awake. He sits up looking disoriented. I ask if he was ok. He asked how long he slept. I said a few hours. He started apologizing. I said no problem we continued till my wife passed out too. He then noticed her. He was looking at her not saying anything so I volunteered. I said, yep. She spilled her drink all over her so she ran and put her clothes in the wash. After some small talk Wayne asked permission to make himself another drink. I laughed and asked since when do I give permission. He smiled and said I guess you are right.
He returned drink in hand. I asked if he was drunk. He said he slept off most of it but not too bad yet. We both laughed at the term yet. As we talked and watched baseball he kept looking over at my wife sleeping. I could tell he wanted to ask something but was working to it. I guess he finally woke up enough and the scotch gave him some courage. He asked me if she was only wearing the robe. I played dumb. I said, I dont know why. He again trying to find the right words said, it looks like she is and her top is close to falling off. I glanced at her. He was correct. Her movements had opened the top a little further showing a whole lot of cleavage and really close to her right nipple being exposed. I thought to myself how did I miss this.
I said it sure looks like she just put on her robe to me. I offered to get a blanket and cover her if he liked. I think he said no repeatedly five or six times. I offered to adjust the top to cover her exposed area in a sarcastic tone. He said one more drink and I'll request to loosen it. We held up our drink as if to toast and we drank. I was hoping that she would move a little to release her right nipple but no. We continued but Wayne was distracted.
Later on his second drink Wayne again was distracted. Like a kid wanting to ask but afraid I waited. He made several comments but I waited. About half way through his drink he just blurted out, well on my second drink, let's loosen that robe. I was actually kind of shocked at how forward he was. I smiled to myself. I said, damn Wayne you must really want to see tits. He held his drink up too a big gulp and said I sure do. I laughed with him. I said Wayne you are drunk. He again held his glass up and said I sure am, drinking the rest. I said you might want to slow down. He got up and returned with a full glass smiling said this is my last one. He was standing in front of me looking down at her.
I asked what he was doing he said I'm waiting for that side of her robe to fall off. He was pointing at her right tit. I said that may take awhile without help. He said I'll wait as long as it takes, shes perfect. So yep, Wayne is hammered. I said you want me to move it so her nipple is out. He looked at me like a kid again and said will you. I scooted forward in the chair. I reach over and gently tugged. The robe slipped across her right nipple exposing it to Wayne standing the staring. After a second or two he said that's just beautiful.
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