[Countrylivin]

Thursday they both have seemed to come alive around noon. I received apologies from both by text for morning behavior. Xavier text he was free after noon. My wife encouraged me to take an early day.

I made it home a little short of four. I fully expected both to be recovering. I walk in from the garage and was greeted by two very happy naked people. Once stripped and showered we sat in the den talking. They told me all about their conversations about Wednesday night. A summary of this, if i posted details it would take days. They both have exhibitionist tendencies. I already know that. They resolved that, yes, they both had sexual thoughts at times and both have masturbated to it. Xavier admitted to multiple times since morning. An example used was the flashing of the truckers the previous night. Both said, it was sexual experiences. They brought up the two events I posted in comparison.

Both said that they are accustomed to seeing each other naked. My wife said, only when she's thinking of ways to tease him or exposing does she think sexually. She made a point to say not sex just excited sexual thoughts of what she's doing or how she feels being touched. Her example was bending over teasing Xavier and spreading her cheeks. She said putting her pussy close to his face was arousing. Spreading herself open to him in her aroused state made her even more excited. Smiling she said, after all the times he had kissed her ass through jeans, shorts and bikinis she knew he would kiss a bare ass cheek that's why she changed it to butthole. She added, Xavier taking advantage of her position was a shock but she enjoyed his reaction to what he did. She repeated, I rubbed myself raw this morning remembering his reaction after. So her summary was, she does not mind ad has never minded Xavier's touching. She brought up many incidents of his grabbing tits, ass and pussy in the past. She said, I know what he was doing I just never said anything. I loved that part of our relationship.

Xavier's was a little different. He admitted to purposefully putting her in positions to grab her, hold her or touch. He said, it became part of our relationship and he thought she expected it. She agreed. He said, yes I've thought and dreamed about having sex with her. When she was stroking me I thought it. There's nothing on this earth that would get me to cross that boundry. He said, honestly when we are wrestling or just sitting naked legs touching, I get aroused. I know I'm not crossing any lines I just can not help it.

The conclusion summarized was, yes they get excited, yes they enjoy each other. The difference was that they trusted each other to never cross a touching boundry. They used the word trust continually. The only thing I added was you two never asked or added me. They looked seriously at me. I said, you know, that I trust each of you. Xavier walked over and sat sideways on my lap. He put his arm around my shoulder and said, I have never once questioned your trust in me or mine in you. He attempted to kiss me on the lips. I stood up quickly, dropping him to the floor. We all laughed. We agreed that this was resolved and if anyone has issues voice it. Agreed.

I announced that I guess it's my night for a good drunk party. They both complained saying the wine snuck up on them. I responded with four or five bottles is not sneaking up. They laughed but said, it's Xavier's last night we have to party. We decided to go to a steak house early to get things started. My wife's favorite is LB's. Everyone dressed. Xavier and I business casual, button down and slacks. We are having a pre-drink waiting on my wife. She walks in and Xavier stands up whistling and clapping. She has on her little spaghetti strap black dress, obviously no bra. The material is super thin on top so tits moving to her walk. I join him. She spins and lifts the front. No panties. We cheer louder.

On the interstate Xavier attempts to get her to flash some truckers. She resisted saying maybe after some drinks on the way back. We are their first customers and got full attention. Xavier mentioned several times how our waiter was staring at her hard nipples poking the thin cloth. After several drinks Xavier wanted to test it. She went to the restroom walking past the waiter at the bar. He watched her coming and going. He called another guy over talking and smiling. Xavier said, look he called another to see, I told you. They watched her return. She saw them watching and walked a little heavier causing a lot more bounce and jigging. She sat down and said, you were right they waited on me. I had to turn down the remaining drinks Xavier was ordering because I had to drive back. I think the two of them took advantage. By the time we were done my wife had five gin and tonics. She was feeling no pain. Xavier had six scotch and waters and was on his way. I had my one bourbon.

It's barely six o'clockand light. Xavier said, let's go to that sports bar we were at that time looking at pictures. Once on the interstate Xavier begged my wife to flash a trucker. She did not wat to take her dress off if we were going to another bar. She agreed to pull down the top and flash tits. Xavier was excited approaching the first truck. We got beside him. Xavier's words, damn, it's a scruffy old white man. It's still light out. He looks over and smiles my wife waves as he waved back she motioned pulling her top down. He nodded yes. She flashed both tits to a smiling thumbs up. We passed. Xavier said, a brother seeing those beauties would give a better reaction. My wife said, most react the same. Xavier said, not my guy from last night.

We passed several more but Xavier wanted to prove a point, all were white or hispanic. We approached one, Xavier said, that's my guy right there. Same scenario. He looks, she waved, he waved back, she motioned pulling her top down. He smiled nodding yes. She pulled her top down exposing her tits. The only difference was he had a bigger smiled and more pronounced nodding yes and included a thumbs up. We passed. Xavier cussed him saying maye he was not a full brother or maybe he was gay. We laughed at Xavier's excuses.

We get to the bar. Other than one female waitress it was all men and my wife entering tits bouncing, nipples hard and legs for days coming out her skirt got plenty of attention. We got a raised table at the far end by the bar away from the pool tables. I order a drink and headed to the restroom. Walking back my wife's legs stood out under the raised table and chairs. I said as much sitting down. To my drink. She smiled and said, better keep my legs crossed then. Xavier made a run also to see. He agreed. She made a few trips to the restroom garnering a lot of male attention to her tits. We had several drinks and talked but could not convince my wife to flash some pussy. She kept saying we are too close to the house and these folks may live close. We left and it was dark.

We arrived home and stripped. We got a fire roaring and music playing. It's really early and all are drinking. Xavier said, let's play a card game. I sarcastically said, what, strip poker. We laughed and said, just poker. We started playing. After a while Xavier said, looser has to do a drink shot. That's pouring a shot glass full of what you are drinking. We decided on best out of five hands dictated who had to drink. I won. Xavier. My wife, Xavier. Me, Xavier. Three in a row and he's complaining that we were cheating. He won, my wife. After that I do not recall the order. I know I alternated between Xavier and my wife when I won. Majority of Xavier's was my wife with a few to me. My wife did not win much but gave Xavier all but one. Skipping. I won. I said, my wife. She complained of being too drunk already. Can I do something else. Without thinking I said, ten seconds of playing with your nipples. She agreed. She gave us a good ten seconds of very erotic nippls and tit play. By the end both Xavier and I are hard. When complete she stops sits up and says my deal. I said, I'm thinking sexual thoughts, Xavier laughs and said, me too.

We continued till Xavier won. He said, my wife. She opted for a challenge. Xavier said, ten seconds of a stripper dance. To the music already playing she started. Just before the ten seconds on my phone went off at seven she backed u to me sitting on my hard dick and slid her pussy up and down the shaft. Ten seconds ended she sat in her chair saying, who's deal. Xavier complained that she didn't dance but gave me a lap dance. She said, what's the last words you said. Dance. We only played a few more hands and quit. We were getting too drunk too early. Xavier said, damnit, I was going to say lap dance for me next time. My wife said, awwww, you would have liked it too. I started teasing Xavier exaggerating how good the three seconds were. My wife jumps on Xavier's back saying take me inside for a refill. He does.

When they returned she is now on his front hugging him, legs around his waist. His hard dick pointing out from under her ass. He walks to the pit with his back to the fire saying, we are here. She said, but I'm comfortable. I really can not see anything but her back and ass cheeks. His dick blocks my view. She's drinking her drink laughing at Xavier telling her she's like a baby opossum latched to him. She says, I'm slipping, pop me up. Xavier, to me appeared to put a hand under each thigh at her butt cheeks and lifted her up. She said, Xavier your fingers are on my pussy. He said, I'm holding you up, you want me to let you go. She leaned back looking at him briefly and said, no, I trust you. Xavier smiled and said, good. They stayed in this position no idea how long. He would rotate having her back to the fire upon request then back. I know a minimum fifteen minute probably more. I had a refill restroom break during and returned to them in the same position. Granted she has been on his shoulders for an hour at a concert, his back or front before so nothing abnormal other than naked.

I assume the only reason she got down was Xavier needed a refill and restroom break. When he was inside I asked her. She said when he put his hands under her he had some of his fingers across her pussy. I said, I heard that. She said, I'm drunk and my legs were tired so I let him hold me up. I just didn't think he could last this long. I said, so. She smiled really big. She said, he didn't move them much for the longest. He said, I got to get some blood moving in my hands. I did not hear this. She said, you were inside. She said, he lifted her again and this time adjusted his hands so that his right hand had his fingers across. She said, he started moving them in her slit and pretty much everywhere. She said it made me squeeze him and lift. He asked if I was OK. She said, I did not expect that. She said, he smiled and said, getting my blood flowing in my fingers. She said, pretty much from the time you left till I got down he was rubbing every part of my vagina and between my legs. She said, his fingers are so long he could touch everywhere. She made me laugh saying this which made her laugh. She added, I bet he's in there trying to wash off all the wetness he caught on his fingers, I was getting really wet.

Xavier returned. They did a lot of pushing, wrestling and general rough housing throughout the night. He had hands all over her during this. His and her favorite seemed to be holding her down on the sofa with one hand across her tits and nipples the other across her pubic strip and mound. After struggling some two or three times in this position she grabbed his dick squeezing it making him do whatever she wanted. He seemed to enjoy it because he did it a few more times.

We had been going for hours but it's still very early. My wife asked us if she could go lay down for an hour. We agreed. She was really drunk. She made Xavier promise to come get her after an hour because I would not and he leaves tomorrow. He promised. We had set a midnight curfew again and it was hours away.

Xavier and I are talking about old friends and where they are and updating each other when his phone rings. His wife. He puts her on speaker. We are having fun talking to her. She immediately said, you two are smashed asking where's my wife. We told her she's a lightweight and passed out in the bed earlier. She agreed she couldn't keep up with us either. She asked what we were doing. Drunk Xavier said before thinking, we are drunk, by a fire naked talking. A pause then, naked. I said quickly before drunk dumbass could speak, with as good a fake laugh as I could muster, we're watching basketball. We made a bet and both lost so we had to jump in the freezing cold pool naked. We are drying off by the fire. She is laughing now. She said, you two are not drunk enough to do that. She still laughing. Drunk dumbass said, we sure are, you want to see. I'm looking at him pointing at my flaccid dick shaking my head no.

He does his loud drunk laugh at me. She said, what are you laughing at. He said, he's pointing at his dick shaking his head no, I think the cold water has him embarrassed. I'm still shaking my head trying to get his drunk ass to shut up. She is giggling on the phone and said, you are serious. Xavier said, I am. Just the thought of this had me at least getting heavier. She said, emphasizing if, IF, you two are sitting there drunk and naked you know I got to see it. Xavier asked, picture or FaceTime. She is literally giggling to herself as she gives benefits of each. Eventually she said, I want a picture, I can treasure it forever. She is having a blast. Xavier promised her a picture after the call. She did not stay on very long. She made me promise to be in the picture.

I cussed him for all I had. He began to tell me about what he and his wife really do. He proceeded to tell me that he has loads of pictures she has sent him while traveling. He said, I've never saved them to my phone. They are all in my text with her. He said, she has tanned topless several times when away. He told me, that he told her he had seen my wife topless by the pool on a trip and I caught him but said it was OK and he continued watching her till we left. My mouth had to be drunk open. All he told me was not how I perceived his wife. He said the same about mine till recently. He said, she loves you two as much as us and could care less about others opinions just ours. After a long thirty minute discussion and refill, his wife text and he showed me. She text, come on babe, where's my picture, I need some relief, make sure you get his full front. He scrolled showing me a few recent pictures. One with a fat long dildo wet and have inserted in a very wet pussy.

Sober I could have wrapped my head around this revelation better. Drunk, after seeing a dildo up her pussy I am rock hard and leaking. I said, if I text her for a picture first you think she will get mad. Laughing, Xavier said, hell no, do it, demand it, I'll help like you did. I get my phone. I text her, I'll need a picture of you naked so I can rise to our picture. Xavier sent, he wants a picture of you first. She text him, I know. You didn't show him yours. He said, no but he knows I got some. We are laughing at the similarities of texting from before. The difference was, his wife was not teasing. She text me, if that's what it takes, how do you want me to pose. I look at Xavier and show him the text saying, is she serious. Xavier said, she never jokes. I wish I was sober when requested because after Xavier showed me no less than fifty he had and she looks fantastic.

I text, two, if you please. A full frontal no covering and another from behind bent over legs spread. Xavier loved it I sent it. She text Xavier, are you telling him we are texting. He text no I'm on silent and he's staring at his phone. He shows me. She text what I text her. She said, you think his heart can stand that. Xavier text, I doubt it but I'm here to revive him. We are laughing. He is scrolling text showing me loads of pictures and text and reiterated that he and his wife like sex texting better cause you can refer back when you need too. Some time later he gets a text. He responded without showing me. I get a text. It's his wife in the bathroom mirror full frontal naked and another, bending over looking back blowing a kiss.