Tame but true

[tessyc]

Just came back from holiday with husband we’re we just had a tame but still exciting experience it was our last night so we had a little to much to drink got back to the hotel just in time for last orders husband went the bar and got chatting to a guy who was on his own his name was Phil who had come away on his own because his wife was pregnant and couldn’t have the vaccine so hubby invited him to have a drink with us we got on really well so we got a bottle of wine and the three of us went back to our room eventually the conversation got round to sex when Phil says he hadn’t had for four months and was so frustrated when hubby says out of the blue well the wife can help you out i was shocked and said how do you mean and hubby says you give him a little handjob

[Jess From The Midwest]

did you do it?

[smeltier]

I have a relatively tame but true story. As I was typing it and reliving the moment it ran a little long. I went into too much detail at times so I apologize in advance. But tame as it is compared to the rest of the stories on here, it's the wildest night of our marriage so here goes.

Several years ago my wife and I were invited to a wedding. It was for the daughter of my wife's former co-worker whom she was pretty good friends with. The wedding was on a ranch about two hours outside of the city. We knew absolutely nobody there except my wife's friend.

It was a nice wedding. Most people stayed in one of a few hotels about 15 minutes away in a small trucking town near the interstate. A bus shuttle every 45 minutes took people back to the hotels as they felt like leaving. Sometime at or around midnight my wife and I left the wedding to head back to the hotel. It seemed the party was wrapping up anyways.

In the back of the shuttle there was a group of guys - two of them groomsmen and another friend of the groom. Probably in their mid-20s I would guess. They were being loud and boisterous but I didn't think much of it at the time. They got off the bus at the same hotel my wife and I did.

It was a small, dumpy hotel. Two floors, no elevator. There wasn't much in the town to choose from though. As we're climbing up the stairs the guys are following us up the stairs. They are being more quiet than they were on the bus. We walk down the hallway and they are still following us. I find our room and insert the key. The guys do the same at the room right next to ours. They are staying in the room next door.

When my wife and I got into our room, we could immediately hear them start laughing and talking again. The walls must have been paper-thin. Muffled, but you could hear everything they were saying if they were loud enough. One of them called my wife a milf and said he was staring at her ass as she was walking up the stairs. I heard it. My wife heard it. Plain as day.

My wife looked elegant and beautiful. She was dressed in the same dress she wore to our son's wedding three months prior because why not - it fit perfectly. Her hair was done up as if she walked out of a salon and she wore her diamond earrings. She was 52 years old and it was the most beautiful I had ever seen her look.

We opened a cheap bottle of champagne that we brought as a nightcap. As we do we can still hear the guys in the room next door. They must have heard us pop the champagne cork too as they mentioned it and started talking about my wife again. "I would do anything to watch her strip out of that dress," one of them said. Again pretty clear through the walls.

I could tell my wife was intrigued. They were attractive enough guys and I could tell she was a little bit flattered being called a milf. I don't think she's ever been called that before. So we sat silently sipping our champagne and listening to what they were saying. After a few minutes I get a wild idea and dared my wife to let them watch - that she actually should strip out of her dress for them.

"What?!? Nooo...." she replied, resisting the idea. I didn't actually think she'd do it, I just enjoyed the idea of it. "Really?" Oh wow she is actually open to this idea? Completely out of her character. She's never done anything even remotely close to anything like that in the nearly 30 years we'd been married.

My eyes lit up and I was encouraging her big time. We didn't know anybody. They were just three seemingly single guys. If she just did it quickly maybe it can be a harmless thrill for everyone. I could tell she was getting nervous just thinking about it. So was I to be honest. "How?" she asked. "How would that even work?" I told her to knock on the door that joins our room to theirs. And to act stern at first and say how we can hear everything they are saying. Then after she pretends to be slightly mad, she asks one of them to unzip her.

She shook her head in disbelief and hesitancy. "Oh god..." like she couldn't believe we're even considering this. "You really want me to do this?" I was nervous for her but I couldn't say no if she was actually willing to try this. I wanted to see what would happen. I wanted to see her out of her comfort zone. "Just be super confident and own it. They'll love it too." I encouraged one last time.

My wife took a big sip of her champagne and slowly walked towards the door between our rooms. My heart was racing just watching her approach the door. She quietly opened our side of the dual-dividing doors. She waited a moment like she was possibly having second thoughts. She raised her fist up like she was going to knock on the door. She paused again. She giggled for a moment and had to regroup. We could still hear them talking. No longer about my wife, but they were still fairly loud. My wife raised her hand again and looked at me wide-eyed as if to say - ok here goes...

Knock knock knock.

They got quiet for a second. We could hear them asking questions amongst themselves. They actually opened their main door to the hallway thinking that was where the knocking came from. I told my wife to knock again.

Knock knock knock.

They opened the door between our rooms this time. My wife was standing there in the doorway. Still dressed in her mother-of-the-groom style dress and still wearing her heels. "Do you boys realize I can hear everything you are saying through these walls?" She had the authoritative tone down perfectly.

One by one they each muttered sorry. As if they felt a little sheepish about it too. "Good. Now.. which one of you boys are going to help me?" as she turned her back to them. "What?" they asked, not really understanding what my wife was getting at. My wife standing right in the doorway with her back turned to them. She turned her head towards them and asked which one of them stared at her walking up the stairs. One of them confessed. "You, come here. Unzip me please."

I was laying on the bed in our room. I was at an angle where I couldn't see any of the guys and they couldn't see me. My wife repeated her request with more urgency, "yep, you.. come here. Unzip me." I saw an arm reach up at the top of her dress and grab the zipper. "Slowly" she requested. And slowly I saw the arm move down. I could hear the zipper unzipping as well.

The zipper on the dress only goes down to the waistline. So when it was unzipped that far, she slipped her arms out of the sleeveless arm holes. With her back still turned towards the guys she pulls the top of her dress down to her waist. Then maneuvers her dress over her hips which she does carefully to not stretch her expensive dress. I imagine from their perspective that it added to the drama of the ass reveal when that part was slowly exposed.

I can see from my angle that she's wearing the same lingerie set that she did to our son's wedding. Matching satin bra and satin thong with a garter belt and thigh high stockings. She rarely if ever wore thongs. But she did so with this dress to avoid showing panty lines.

As she gets her dress over her hips she looks at me while she slides her dress down. And when doing so she bends over to guide her dress to the floor instead of letting it fall. My wife bent over with her ass pointing right at three young strangers in the hotel room next door. It was the single sexiest thing I had ever seen in my entire lifetime.

At this point my wife breaks her seductive character, turns around and starts laughing like she was in disbelief to what she had just done. She said when she turned around, all three guys were speechless and staring with shocked looks on their faces. I couldn't see but she said the looks on their faces made it worth it.

"How do I look boys?" as she gets back into character for a brief moment. I could hear them talking over each other paying compliments. Then my wife explains that I dared her to do it. She played it off like it was all my doing. Two of the guys peak there heads through the open divider door and said hi. My wife asked if they wanted a glass of champagne for a few minutes before we went to bed.

The guys accepted and visited in our room for about 15 minutes. I made it clear that the strip show was as lucky as they were going to get so they didn't have any wild ideas when they came into our room. My wife poured the rest of the champagne into three cups for them.

Then she sat there on the bed in her bra, panties and lingerie drinking the rest of her champagne while the guys drank theirs. She asked each of them questions like what they do, if they had girlfriends, etc. They asked my wife questions too and asked if she strips like this often. My wife said this was the first and only time so hopefully they enjoyed it. It was a cordial visit.

When everyone finished their drink, one of them asked if they could see her ass one more time. My wife stood up, turned her ass towards them and sort of posed for them for a few seconds. I blurted out that they could touch it. I mentioned that if you rub each cheek gently like a genie bottle and make a wish it's good luck. So my wife laughed again and turned around one last time. Each of them walked over and rubbed it like I said for a few seconds before my wife ushered them back into their room while still in her bra and thong panties.

And that was that - our tame but true story of my wife stripping out of her dress for younger guys at a wedding.

[mamanrc]

Great story. Got a pic of your MILF?

[Petrichor88]

Originally Posted by smeltier

I have a relatively tame but true story. As I was typing it and reliving the moment it ran a little long. I went into too much detail at times so I apologize in advance. But tame as it is compared to the rest of the stories on here, it's the wildest night of our marriage so here goes.

Several years ago my wife and I were invited to a wedding. It was for the daughter of my wife's former co-worker whom she was pretty good friends with. The wedding was on a ranch about two hours outside of the city. We knew absolutely nobody there except my wife's friend.

It was a nice wedding. Most people stayed in one of a few hotels about 15 minutes away in a small trucking town near the interstate. A bus shuttle every 45 minutes took people back to the hotels as they felt like leaving. Sometime at or around midnight my wife and I left the wedding to head back to the hotel. It seemed the party was wrapping up anyways.

In the back of the shuttle there was a group of guys - two of them groomsmen and another friend of the groom. Probably in their mid-20s I would guess. They were being loud and boisterous but I didn't think much of it at the time. They got off the bus at the same hotel my wife and I did.

It was a small, dumpy hotel. Two floors, no elevator. There wasn't much in the town to choose from though. As we're climbing up the stairs the guys are following us up the stairs. They are being more quiet than they were on the bus. We walk down the hallway and they are still following us. I find our room and insert the key. The guys do the same at the room right next to ours. They are staying in the room next door.

When my wife and I got into our room, we could immediately hear them start laughing and talking again. The walls must have been paper-thin. Muffled, but you could hear everything they were saying if they were loud enough. One of them called my wife a milf and said he was staring at her ass as she was walking up the stairs. I heard it. My wife heard it. Plain as day.

My wife looked elegant and beautiful. She was dressed in the same dress she wore to our son's wedding three months prior because why not - it fit perfectly. Her hair was done up as if she walked out of a salon and she wore her diamond earrings. She was 52 years old and it was the most beautiful I had ever seen her look.

We opened a cheap bottle of champagne that we brought as a nightcap. As we do we can still hear the guys in the room next door. They must have heard us pop the champagne cork too as they mentioned it and started talking about my wife again. "I would do anything to watch her strip out of that dress," one of them said. Again pretty clear through the walls.

I could tell my wife was intrigued. They were attractive enough guys and I could tell she was a little bit flattered being called a milf. I don't think she's ever been called that before. So we sat silently sipping our champagne and listening to what they were saying. After a few minutes I get a wild idea and dared my wife to let them watch - that she actually should strip out of her dress for them.

"What?!? Nooo...." she replied, resisting the idea. I didn't actually think she'd do it, I just enjoyed the idea of it. "Really?" Oh wow she is actually open to this idea? Completely out of her character. She's never done anything even remotely close to anything like that in the nearly 30 years we'd been married.

My eyes lit up and I was encouraging her big time. We didn't know anybody. They were just three seemingly single guys. If she just did it quickly maybe it can be a harmless thrill for everyone. I could tell she was getting nervous just thinking about it. So was I to be honest. "How?" she asked. "How would that even work?" I told her to knock on the door that joins our room to theirs. And to act stern at first and say how we can hear everything they are saying. Then after she pretends to be slightly mad, she asks one of them to unzip her.

She shook her head in disbelief and hesitancy. "Oh god..." like she couldn't believe we're even considering this. "You really want me to do this?" I was nervous for her but I couldn't say no if she was actually willing to try this. I wanted to see what would happen. I wanted to see her out of her comfort zone. "Just be super confident and own it. They'll love it too." I encouraged one last time.

My wife took a big sip of her champagne and slowly walked towards the door between our rooms. My heart was racing just watching her approach the door. She quietly opened our side of the dual-dividing doors. She waited a moment like she was possibly having second thoughts. She raised her fist up like she was going to knock on the door. She paused again. She giggled for a moment and had to regroup. We could still hear them talking. No longer about my wife, but they were still fairly loud. My wife raised her hand again and looked at me wide-eyed as if to say - ok here goes...

Knock knock knock.

They got quiet for a second. We could hear them asking questions amongst themselves. They actually opened their main door to the hallway thinking that was where the knocking came from. I told my wife to knock again.

Knock knock knock.

They opened the door between our rooms this time. My wife was standing there in the doorway. Still dressed in her mother-of-the-groom style dress and still wearing her heels. "Do you boys realize I can hear everything you are saying through these walls?" She had the authoritative tone down perfectly.

One by one they each muttered sorry. As if they felt a little sheepish about it too. "Good. Now.. which one of you boys are going to help me?" as she turned her back to them. "What?" they asked, not really understanding what my wife was getting at. My wife standing right in the doorway with her back turned to them. She turned her head towards them and asked which one of them stared at her walking up the stairs. One of them confessed. "You, come here. Unzip me please."

I was laying on the bed in our room. I was at an angle where I couldn't see any of the guys and they couldn't see me. My wife repeated her request with more urgency, "yep, you.. come here. Unzip me." I saw an arm reach up at the top of her dress and grab the zipper. "Slowly" she requested. And slowly I saw the arm move down. I could hear the zipper unzipping as well.

The zipper on the dress only goes down to the waistline. So when it was unzipped that far, she slipped her arms out of the sleeveless arm holes. With her back still turned towards the guys she pulls the top of her dress down to her waist. Then maneuvers her dress over her hips which she does carefully to not stretch her expensive dress. I imagine from their perspective that it added to the drama of the ass reveal when that part was slowly exposed.

I can see from my angle that she's wearing the same lingerie set that she did to our son's wedding. Matching satin bra and satin thong with a garter belt and thigh high stockings. She rarely if ever wore thongs. But she did so with this dress to avoid showing panty lines.

As she gets her dress over her hips she looks at me while she slides her dress down. And when doing so she bends over to guide her dress to the floor instead of letting it fall. My wife bent over with her ass pointing right at three young strangers in the hotel room next door. It was the single sexiest thing I had ever seen in my entire lifetime.

At this point my wife breaks her seductive character, turns around and starts laughing like she was in disbelief to what she had just done. She said when she turned around, all three guys were speechless and staring with shocked looks on their faces. I couldn't see but she said the looks on their faces made it worth it.

"How do I look boys?" as she gets back into character for a brief moment. I could hear them talking over each other paying compliments. Then my wife explains that I dared her to do it. She played it off like it was all my doing. Two of the guys peak there heads through the open divider door and said hi. My wife asked if they wanted a glass of champagne for a few minutes before we went to bed.

The guys accepted and visited in our room for about 15 minutes. I made it clear that the strip show was as lucky as they were going to get so they didn't have any wild ideas when they came into our room. My wife poured the rest of the champagne into three cups for them.

Then she sat there on the bed in her bra, panties and lingerie drinking the rest of her champagne while the guys drank theirs. She asked each of them questions like what they do, if they had girlfriends, etc. They asked my wife questions too and asked if she strips like this often. My wife said this was the first and only time so hopefully they enjoyed it. It was a cordial visit.

When everyone finished their drink, one of them asked if they could see her ass one more time. My wife stood up, turned her ass towards them and sort of posed for them for a few seconds. I blurted out that they could touch it. I mentioned that if you rub each cheek gently like a genie bottle and make a wish it's good luck. So my wife laughed again and turned around one last time. Each of them walked over and rubbed it like I said for a few seconds before my wife ushered them back into their room while still in her bra and thong panties.

And that was that - our tame but true story of my wife stripping out of her dress for younger guys at a wedding.

Fantastic story, far and away one of the best ones I've read on here. The fact that it's more "tame" makes it all the better, for a start it's much more believable and relatable. I feel like a lot of the stories on here that descend into an orgy in the first couple of lines should maybe be in the fiction section.

[Savagist]

Originally Posted by smeltier

And that was that - our tame but true story of my wife stripping out of her dress for younger guys at a wedding.

This is a really great story