I had some lucky sights on New Year’s Eve. I went to the store to buy some beer and champagne as our friends, Sam and Liz were coming over to watch the countdown and have dinner. They weren’t coming until later as we didn’t want to eat then have several hours until midnight. So I hit the store around 7 and went to the alcohol section where I found two younger girls that couldn’t be too far removed from their 21st birthdays browsing the selection. One was a tall brunette, the other a shorter, curvier blonde. Both were bundled up in thick jackets but from the waist down it was VERY short skirts. I gave a few peeks at their legs as I grabbed what I needed then saw them at the check stand as I was checking out. As I got in my car I saw them exit the store and what luck to find that their car was directly in front of me parked facing away. They opened the back door of the SUV and one at a time bent to grab their cases of white claw and placed them in the car. Multiple views of both of their buns peeking out under their skirts about 20 feet away.
Later, after dinner and several glasses of wine we decided to play a board game but wanted to get comfy for the long wait for the countdown. My wife went for pajama pants and a grey t shirt. She was braless but had a tight tank top underneath which restricted her boob jiggling from being too obvious, but still it was there, as well as some nipple pokies. Liz had tighter stretch pants. Not yoga pants, a thinner black material. As well as a white t shirt with no bra. Her pokies and b cup jiggles as well as butt cheek movement had me going all night. The icing on top was watching Sam look at my wife’s ass and tits. But the real cherry for this thrilling evening was how many times Liz glanced at my package through my pajama pants. I was bulging with horniness most of the night so I imagine it was noticeable. A few times I purposely planned a trip to the kitchen so that when I walked back I’d be walking towards her and she was practically shameless about looking at my crotch.
No words were spoken but it almost felt like an unspoken agreement that we were all allowed to look as much as we want. Even seeing my wife check out Sam was getting me horny. The next day my wife and I briefly joked about it with zero jealousy. She said something like “well when there’s good looking people around you gotta look”. I agree!
I’m genuinely grateful for the younger generation normalizing going braless and wearing bikinis that show the entire ass. Fifteen years ago things were very different.
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