We had a busy period, I had to meet various targets. But our lives and our love got a boost again. I thought, let me surprise Wilma! I contacted the acquaintance and asked him if he wanted to come over for coffee. His reaction was: Look? To which I responded with: Maybe. Ok we agreed that he would arrive in the evening in two days. The day before I told Wilma that the acquaintance would come the next day in the evening. I didn't give any directions, she only gave me a smile. The day had arrived and I was excited about what might happen that night. After the meal, Wilma said she was going to do the laundry and would come downstairs later, if I wanted to take care of the coffee myself. Our acquaintance came and I poured a cup of coffee for both of us. We sat down on the couch and he opened his laptop and started up the movie he had made of his wife and that we had already watched. It turned me on quite a bit. Just a bit of talk about general things. Then the door opened and Wilma came in! oh how beautifully she was made up, red lips, eyeshadow, dark blouse, gray wrap dress, black stockings and pumps. She surprised me! She greeted our acquaintance. When she was close to us I saw that her blouse was slightly transparent and that she wore a half cup bra underneath. She asked if we wanted something to drink, to which we responded and she went to the kitchen to get drinks. My acquaintance said: POEEEH I could see her nipples. Anyway we got our drinks and she sat diagonally across from us, immediately her skirt fell open and we could see the top of her nylons, which was held by a suspender. It was a wonderful sight. My acquaintance grabbed his laptop again and immediately typed text on the screen. He tapped, "oh how I hope she shows more" But little happened, Wilma was reading a magazine. Suddenly she put one leg on the couch and slid her skirt up, she even pulled the skirt a little higher with her hand. Then I thought I was going crazy. I had expected a nice pair of panties but ....there was my baby without panties and showed us her pussy. She was neatly clean-shaven, everything was very visible. My acquaintance nudged me and winked when I looked at him. Wilma just stayed put. We saw her smooth pussy that pulsed a little and labia that opened up a bit. After a minute or two, I could see that it was starting to glisten between the lips. My Wilma started to herself from what she was doing. I also saw that her nipples in the blouse pressed against the fabric. After she had let us look at her delicacies for a few minutes, she got up and walked to the kitchen. I heard her rummaging in a cupboard and she called me if I wanted to help her. When I came into the kitchen she was fingering herself against the counter. She looked at me and asked if what she was doing was okay and if we could see her pussy well. I confirmed it. I gave her a kiss, stroked between her legs, feeling that she was very wet there. I took glasses from the cupboard and went back to the room, a little later Wilma came after me with a drink and some snacks. We could see that there was a bit more insight into her cleavage. She pretended nothing was wrong and sat down opposite us again. She picked up a weekly magazine and started reading again. Yes she started reading the magazine in one hand and with the other hand she regularly stroked a breast, well it was more like caressing the nipple. The skirt fell open again and she parted her legs again so that we could look at her smooth pussy again. The acquaintance got up and went to the toilet!, Wilma said that she had seen that we both had an erection. So we men apparently found it exciting what was happening. She asked me if what she did was so good. I indicated that it would be nice if she would caress her pussy and keep the lips open a bit. No, she said: "I won't!" We enjoyed about half an hour. It was a strange situation, two men looking at a laptop screen and a lady reading. Not a word was spoken. I saw that Wilma's pussy was getting more and more moist. How far would she go? But it was before our familiar time to go home. He said goodbye, and told me that we might chat the next day and exchange some experiences. When we were in bed we discussed the evening. Wilma indicated that she had actually been very, especially when she had seen that we men both had a big bulge in our pants. She should have restrain herself from fingering. I asked her if she wanted to do a finger show for us. She indicated that she should think about it.
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