Coming home from Church

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We had visitors one weekend in the summer. My wife and this girl had been close in high school. I had met the husband but we were not close. Still, the girls could not stop talking. She had been a beautiful blond cheerleader in high school, but she and my wife had lost touch once both left for college. At this time, we had both had young children. One of the reasons my wife had invited them was that we were house sitting for friends who had a great pool near our home. That family had gone to Europe for a month, and we just moved in and enjoyed their home---just like we were on vacation. We had a delightful Saturday, and stayed up late Saturday night. We had gone swimming but everyone kept their suits on--no hanky panky this weekend.

Everyone slept late Sunday morning except my wife who had to take our young daughter to church to sing in a children's choir. I was snoring away when she got up, showered dressed, then dressed our little girl.

She had not been gone minutes when I smelled bacon. Our guests had fixed a light breakfast which we ate and then went straight out to the pool. We had only been in for a few minutes when my wife came back to the house. We heard her in the driveway, and she sounded like she was crying. I yelled and asked her what was the matter, and she said she would be out in a minute.

Soon she came to the door in her half slip and bra, much to my surprise. I seemed that our daughter had thrown up on my wife so she had taken off her dress. That made sense, but she was really upset and still crying.

I asked why and she said she could never go to church again. This was very odd. It seems that she was running late that morning and dressed quickly in a matching set of half slip, bra, garter belt(a favorite of mine) and panties only she could not find the matching panties. She was late so she just did without, after all she was wearing a fairly thick dress plus a half slip.

When she got to church, the congregation was just going in, and the six deacons were gathered near the door. My wife got out of the car, reached in the back seat to get our young daughter out of her car seat, then ran to the church door. She noticed a lot of people were staring, and one of the deacons came running toward her.

It seems that in her hurry, our daughter's foot had snagged my wife's skirt and slip, and as she lifted the youngster to her shoulder to run, the small foot had pulled the skirt and slip to her waist. My wife lifted her half slip up to show us what all the church members saw---her naked pussy.

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I was surprised she showed her nakedness to our guests, but she said "I hope you are not offended. After showing all the church, I figured a couple of more people wouldn't make any difference".

She went on to explain that when the deacon pointed out that her naked crotch was exposed, she had turned and run mortified back to the car. On the way back, being bounced around like that, our daughter threw up on my wife. That is why she had removed the dress.

While she continued to talk, she stepped out of her slip, then began removing her bra. I was enjoying this and so was my new friend as he stared at my increasingly exposed wife. She removed the bra and stepped over to the back gate to close it, since she was now naked except for her garter belt, stockings and heels. I could not blink as she bent over, showing her wonderful round ass, to pick up her undergarments, then she walked back into the house.

Once she was inside, our lovely blond guest suggested that we all remove our bathing suits so as to not embarass my wife, since she had let them see her naked. We guys agreed--to no ones surprise--and moments later my completely naked bride returned, said our daughter was asleep and we had a great time that sunny afternoon.

No we did not swap wives, although I got to feel his wife up really well, and he did the same to my wife. Later, as we got out of the pool, his wife after seeing our erections, said that she and my wife had some work to do. We did screw on the same bed, but each with his wife. That was fun, and the blond was a REAL blond. The carpet matched the d****s. She was lovely.

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If this sounds familiar, I have told this story on OCC before, but I decided to add the photos I took after our guests left.