Wife as my wingman.
Actually, this was a few months before we were married. We had just signed the lease on our first apartment, the plan was my wife to live at home, this was before living together was socially acceptable, and I moved into the new place to get it ready. I invited a friend of mine and his new GF, who I had not met yet, to come over for drinks and a light dinner, of course my fiancé was there also.
My buddy Bob got there and introduced us to his new GF, Trisha, Bob had outkicked his coverage, Trisha was hot. She had on a light sundress and had boobs bigger than I am used to imagining, my wife is on the smaller side, so not something I get to see very often. We down a couple of blenders of margaritas, then have something I grilled, but we were all pretty tipsy. After dinner Bob had brought his pipe and a small stash, so that brought to laughing at everything in some dumb movie that was on.
I have to say that we had played strip poker a few times, had even played with Bob and his GF from last summer, so my wife was the one to actually brought up the idea, good girl. Now Trisha was a little shy, after all she had only known us about 2 hours and had only been dating Bob for a few weeks, but my wife actually convinced her it would be fun. I'm not going to get into the hand by hand details, I don't remember anyway, but my wife stayed a step ahead of Trisha and soon I got to see Trisha's incredible nudeness.
No sex or anything that night, but it sure broke the ice with Trisha. After they left, my wife told me she knew I would love to see Trisha's tits, that's why she started up the strip poker. Good Girl.
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