[EyefunJo]

We went to a winery. The scenery was beautiful, the buildings were grand, and the wine was excellent. By the second or third time I went, I found a particular spot. One of the buildings at this winery was built on a hillside. From the front entrance it was the first floor, but at the back it became the second floor. Near the rear of the building there was a corner under a tall, narrow archway. Looking up from there, you could see a walkway that was actually on the first-floor level of the front half of the building. The walkway had a thin railing. If a woman in a skirt walked past above, someone standing below would be able to see up her skirt. At least that’s what I thought.

This time there were three couples. All three women were wearing short skirts. I told my wife she should take the other two ladies up to that walkway and maybe lean against the railing to chat, to enjoy the nice view, so I could look up their skirts from below. My wife didn’t object to my request, but she said it would be unfair to the other two men. So she agreed to take the women upstairs, but the men should also be down below. Well, I liked her idea.

After finishing the first round of wine, we started walking around the estate. According to the plan, my wife used the excuse of taking photos to lead the women over to the walkway. I was already waiting below. The three of them chatted above while the scenery below was quite something. First was Aileen in a cream-colored short skirt. I had already been craving her legs while we were touring the winery. Under her skirt were gray panties. Next was Lynn, wearing a black one-piece dress with black stockings that somewhat obstructed the view. Her panties were black. Finally there was my wife, wearing the denim mini skirt I had carefully chosen for her, paired with white panties that had a cartoon animal pattern. Seeing all three at once almost made me hard on the spot.

Of course I didn’t forget the agreement with my wife. I also brought the other two men over. I told them the view from this spot was excellent, and gave them a subtle look upward. Aileen’s husband froze for a moment. He whispered to me that those were my wife’s. I told him there was also his own wife’s. Then came Lynn’s husband. He was the friend who I mentioned previously about confessing to me that he had accidentally seen up my wife’s skirt, and later I had even shown him more photos of her panties on my phone. But seeing Aileen’s as well left his mouth hanging open.

Compared to peeking myself, having my wife peeked at by friends excited me just as much. The three of us carefully enjoyed the view, worried that the "two women" above would hear something and ruin it. After a while, we returned according to schedule for the second round of wine tasting. My wife secretly put her hand on my crotch, felt my still-hard cock, and asked me if it had looked good. I told her it looked great, and that her panties were still the most thoughtful. I suspect that besides me, there were two other hard cocks at the table as well.