[Exhibitionist] Poker with Brother in Law and wife's sister

[carbilz]

This story was saved from a closed down MSN group. I can't find the Author but it is not my story (sadly)

I have a problem that I don't know how to deal with. It concerns my
wife, Sue, and her behavior
around my brother-in-law, Sam. I suppose I have myself partially to
blame for it, but Sue is
largely responsible for the ongoing behavior that bothers me.

It all started about a year ago when my wife's sister, Becky, and Sam
came over for the day on
Saturday. We did the usual swimming and barbecue in the afternoon, and
then that evening we
got dressed up and went out for dinner and then went back to their house
and played some
cards. We had all had a fair amount to drink throughout the day, so
that by evening we were all
feeling a bit of a buzz.

After a while of playing poker, Becky had lost almost all of her money,
and Sue and I weren't
doing so well, either. Sam, who I don't particularly like because of
his arrogant attitude, was his
usual cocky self and was rubbing in the fact that he was winning. As
our pots of money began
running low, discussion turned to what else we could use to gamble with
if our money ran out.
Sam laughingly suggested at that point that we could switch to strip
poker and bet with our
clothes.

Now, my sister-in-law is a real knockout, a long-haired brunette with a
slender 34-22-34 figure
that I had been drooling over as she ran around in her bikini that
afternoon. Though she was
fully clothed now, my lust level had not died down, and with her having
the least amount of
money left, the thought of getting to see her slowly undress prompted me
to let my gonads do the
thinking. I foolishly piped up that I thought strip poker would be a
great idea. I thought getting to
watch Sam's wife have to undress in front of me would be one way to
squash a bit of his
arrogance. I had foolishly neglected to consider how low on money both
Sue and I also were at
the time, though.

Well, the girls hesitantly agreed, with Sue being the least
enthusiastic, but we goaded her into
agreeing also, and it was decided that as soon as anyone ran out of
money, they would have to
start betting their clothes. I got really excited when Becky ran out of
money and was the first one
to begin. She bet one of her shoes and lost that, which really fueled
my anticipation. Just at that
point, however, her luck began to change, while Sue's and mine continued
to decline in a
downward spiral. When Sue bet her last dollar, Sam broke out into a
cocky grin and I really
began to sweat. This was not what I had had in mind at all.

Well, Sue did lose that lost dollar that she bet. On the next hand, she
gave me the evil eye as
she was forced to start betting her clothes, beginning with her shoes.
When she lost both of
those, things began to get a little tense, while that sonofab*tch Sam
broke out into a shit-eating
grin a mile wide. Sue is no slouch either, being a beautiful 5'2" tall
with long blond hair, a 36-24-
36 body and lovely long legs, and it was obvious that Sam was already
mentally undressing her.
Becky also thought it was pretty funny the way both Sue and I were
squirming when Sue was
forced to bet her belt, obviously the last item she had left before she
would have to start
compromising her modesty.

If she thought we were squirming then, that was nothing compared to when
Sue lost her belt and
had to stand up and remove it from around the waist of her dress. I was
wishing she was
dressed more like Becky, in a skirt and blouse, but Sue was wearing a
one-piece dress and it
was obvious that she had reached the moment of truth and would have to
reveal a great deal at
once if she lost again. I had never been more shaken up in my life than
on the next hand as Sue
was forced to wager her dress. Watching her undress was a sacred
priviledge of marriage that I
had always cherished and taken supreme delight in, ranking it as one of
life's greatest pleasures.
I loved to see her shyly peel away her conservative outer clothing and
reveal her sexy body
encased in the pretty underthings that lay hidden beneath them. And
then to have the honor of
seeing her naked charms revealed was pure heaven itself. The pleasure
of viewing her so
intimately was an end unto itself. It was an incredibly exciting
experience which was to be
savored and cherished, and one which should have been reserved for my
eyes only. I couldn't
bear the thought of an undeserving sonofab*tch like Sam getting to enjoy
such a view of my wife.
It would bring far too much pleasure to his leering eyes, and what was
worse was that it would
bring even greater pleasure, I was certain, to his cock.

I spoke up and suggested that maybe we really shouldn't go through with
this, but neither Sam
nor Becky would hear of stopping the game now. I was so shaken up that
I couldn't concentrate,
and I promptly lost the next three hands straight and the last of my own
money. I didn't lose on
purpose, it was just pure, drawn out, suspense-filled agony seeing Sue
having to bet her dress
on each hand as she sat there blushing and squirming while being perched
on the brink of
having to expose herself before my arrogant brother-in-law.

Becky and Sam thought it was outrageously funny that I now had to start
betting my clothes while
they were still using all of our money for their bets. Well, it went on
for two more hands as I lost
both of my shoes before the inevitable finally happened. Sue lost with
a very poor hand and
Sam just looked at her and held out his hand, demanding payment. My
heart was pounding in
my ears and my stomach was doing flip-flops as both Becky and Sam
demanded that Sue stand
up where we all had a full-length view of her and remove her dress. I
again spoke up and told
Sue she didn't have to go through with it, but the others insisted that
a bet was a bet and that she
couldn't back out now. I was cringing inside, with my mind racing
wildly for a way to stop this, as
Sue went over to Sam and Becky, turned her back to them, and asked
someone to unzip her. Of
course it was Sam who immediately reached out, took hold of Sue's zipper
and ever so slowly
pulled it down.

There's nothing quite like the feeling of helplessness that comes when
you watch another man
unzip your wife's dress so that she can take it off in front of him.
There was no modest, graceful
way to remove this dress, either. She would have to grab it by the hem,
lift it all the way up and
pull it off over her head. All with them watching. All with HIM
watching. I prayed and prayed that
she wore a slip, hopefully a full slip, beneath her dress so that
despite the erotic sight of her
taking it off, nothing much would be revealed to Sam's lecherous,
leering eyes.

The tension in the air was palpable as Sue stood before us and reached
down for her hemline,
then hesitated. She was so nervous you could see her hands shaking, and
I was completely
bedside myself with distress and frustration. Showing no sympathy
whatsoever, Becky laughed
and told her to get on with it (or off with it, as was the case).
Finally Sue began to inch the hem
of her dress upwards. Shit! It became obvious before long that she had
worn no slip at all, let
alone a full one. All that came into view was just more and more smooth
stockinged thigh. At the
moment of truth she stopped, looking sexy as hell standing there holding
her hemline at crotch
level and almost, but not quite, revealing her panties.

I sat there frozen, hoping it was all a bad dream, willing it not to
continue, but then Sam just
grinned widely and slowly held out his hand again. Sue took one more
deep breath and just
went for it, finally pulling her dress right up. White nylon bikini
panties. Nude, sheer-to-waist
pantyhose. Her delicious tummy. Pretty little ribcage. Matching white
lacy bra. All of it came
into view. She had trouble pulling the dress off over her head, and we
all watched as her undies
became totally exposed. She presented quite an erotic sight as she
stood there wriggling and
jiggling as she struggled to remove it, with her arms up high and her
dress covering her head,
preventing her from being able to see us.

Sam just whistled loudly and teased me by saying, "So ol' Stevie, that's
what you've been hiding
from me all these years!" I wanted to die. I felt like *I* was the one
who was exposed! It wasn't
fair! *His* wife was supposed to have to undress in front of *me*! As
the clincher, Sam again
held out his hand and made Sue walk over and surrender her dress to
him. You would have
thought he'd just won a million dollars from the huge grin across his
face. He took her dress,
folded it up and placed it down beside his chair, indicating he had no
intention of giving it back to
her anytime soon. I felt sick. Sue had to walk back to her place in
her undies as Sam's eyes
followed her wiggling, nylon-clad ass.

Well, I won't go into all the details, but suffice it to say that Sam
proceeded to methodically strip
my pretty wife completely naked right before my eyes. He stripped her
from the bottom up,
taking her pantyhose (he really enjoyed watching her struggle to shimmy
out of those), then her
panties, leaving her naked from the waist down, before finally taking
her bra. While she had just
her bra on, Becky insisted that Sue continue to play hostess and refill
everyone's drinks. They
seemed to really enjoy the humiliation of watching her run around
bottomless, which obviously
focused all attention on her well-trimmed little bush and her shapely
ass. I was absolutely
mortified, as was Sue.

After they stripped Sue, Becky and Sam went after me, and before long I
was sitting there in just
my underwear and facing the prospect of having to get naked in front of
them, too. It wasn't until
I lost my pants and pulled them down that I realized I had been nursing
an enormous erection.
An embarrassing wet spot on the front of my underwear served as telltale
evidence that I had
had it for some time already. This, of course, did not go unnoticed and
I was humiliated to have
to reveal so graphically that watching my wife get stripped in front of
my asshole brother-in-law
had caused me to become aroused.

Perhaps saying that I had an enormous erection was not quite accurate.
It sure appeared and
felt enormous to me, but then the moment of truth
came and I had to pull down my underpants, to my great embarrassment.
When I did, my
erection sprang out and Becky and Sam started laughing. Becky asked if
that's all there was, at
which Sam laughed heartily, but then she offered that oh well, at least
it was cute. Apparently
Sam had more reason than I thought to be "cocky" and was better hung
than I was. Great, just
what I needed to hear as my wife stood naked on one side of the room, I
stood there naked with
my cock at full atention and dribbling precum on the other side, and
them just looking at me and
laughing.

To make matters worse, instead of just keeping quiet and letting the
embarrassing moment pass,
Sue asked Becky why she said that. Becky just laughed again and said
poor Sue, you don't
even know what you're missing. When Sue asked her what she meant, Becky
told Sam he
should show her what she meant. With social graces not being one of
Sam's strong points, he
took her up on her offer and proudly opened the front of his pants
before our very surprised
eyes. When he pulled down the front of his briefs, I stared in
disbelief. His cock came into view
and was far longer and thicker while soft than mine was when fully
erect!

I finally realized I was staring and then looked over at Sue and saw a
very disturbing look on her
face, one I had never seen before. She was clearly surprised and
shaken, but there was also
another look there that I couldn't quite recognize. Her eyes were wide
with wonder and glued to
Sam's penis, which began to stir under her gaze. He let it grow a good
couple of inches larger
before saying that was enough and putting it back away, albeit with some
difficulty. Sue finally
swallowed and looked away, but I noticed with some concern how flushed
her face was. And
though her nipples had grown erect after she'd had to remove her bra,
they were now positively
distended, and I feared she had become aroused at the sight of Sam's
tool.

Becky just laughed and said *that's* what she meant, and then jumped up
right away with our
clothes and ran away and hid them. When she came back, I was still
erect and dribbling. She
bent down, shook her finger at my bobbing erection, and told it in a
little baby voice to be a
"good little boy" and not to make a mess on her carpet. I was totally
humiliated and shaken
beyond belief. It didn't help any that they then kept both Sue and I
totally naked for nearly an
hour before finally giving us our clothes back. During that time Sam
made no secret of ogling
Sue's body as she blushed and squirmed beneath his gaze, and all I
wanted to do was cover the
both of us up. Just when they made it sound like they were going to
give us our clothes back
and I thought it would be over, they would tease us some more and make
some excuse not to
give them back. It was pure torture for me to have Sam being allowed to
view Sue's body for so
long and so openly and for them to keep teasing me about my "little"
problem, as I kept getting
erections. Even though I was embarrassed, seeing and feeling Becky's
eyes focused on my
exposed cock excited me terribly, making my cock stiffen and drool every
time. Having her look
at it and talk baby talk to it was humiliating but still excited me even
more, which she found
terribly amusing. The most unfair thing of all was that Sam had gotten
to strip Sue and see her
stay nude for over an hour, while all I had gotten to see exposed of his
wife was one stockinged
foot! My plan had sure had backfired this time.

Well, they did eventually give us our clothes back, though by the time
they did, Sue seemed to
have grown more confortable with her exposure. I myself could not wait
to cover back up and
wanted for Sue to do the same as soon as possible. But after they
handed her clothes back to
her, Sue actually stood there naked and chatting with them for a few
more minutes, prolonging
my discomfort considerably, before she got dressed (again, while HE
watched).

Though that exact scene has never exactly repeated itself, the after
effects have lingered. I first
noticed this when they had us over to their house for Sue's birthday.
One of the gifts they gave
her was a new flared miniskirt, and Becky asked her to try it on to make
sure it fit. I was
flabberghasted when Sue just stood up right where she was, unzipped and
shimmied out of the
denim skirt she was wearing, and proceeded to try it on right there in
their living room. Having
her expose her white panties so freely in front of Sam made me extremely
uncomfortable,
especially since he was obviously enjoying the view. When I said
something to her about being
more discreet, she just said it really didn't matter "since they've seen
it all before," to which they
both, of course, agreed. She then adjusted the skirt and turned around
to model it for us, asking
if it fit okay. It was very short, and she then did a fast pirhouette
to simulate a dance move, and
when she did, it flew right up, again revealing her panties. Sam made
it a point to make that fact
known, and he then prompted Sue to try spinning again at varying speeds
"to see how fast you
can safely spin." Of course it was only on the slowest of spins that
the damn skirt didn't fly up,
so she ended up treating him to several more peeks at her panties from
that view before
stripping it off right before us to get re-dressed again.

That day seemed to set the tone for things to come. At Christmas time,
they bought Sue another
dress and were treated to another on-the-spot fashion show. This again
upset me, as Sue
enthusiastically stood in our living room and took off the first dress
she had on to try on the one
thay gave her. Sam then had the audacity to give Becky and Sue matching
red see-through
teddy's with white fur trim from Frederick's of Hollywood. He had them
open their gifts at the
same time, and they giggled like school girls when they saw the
outfits. They then retreated to
our bedroom to try them on, but when Sam and I followed them in eager
anticipation, I was
stopped at the door and told to wait in the living room, though Sam was
allowed to enter. Becky
said something about there was no way she was going to let me see her
naked, but again it was
alright for Sam to watch Sue change "since he had seen it all before."
He gave me a sneering
grin to top all others before he went in and closed to door, and I was
really pissed since I knew
they would have to get completely naked again in order to try them on.
Sue came out to show
me her outfit once she had changed, and though it showed all her goodies
through it and looked
extremely sexy, I was upset that Sam had gotten to watch her change and
see her in it, too.

Sue then went back into our bedroom to change back into her clothes,
again while Sam lingered
in there, and both girls eventually came back out fully dressed. Sam
came back out looking like
the proverbial cat that swallowed the canary and made a joke of
adjusting himself inside his
trousers after the "fashion show" they had given him. I tried to talk
to Sue about it on our way
home that day and told her how uncomfortable I was with her exposing
herself so freely in front
of Sam the way she had, but she just brushed me off and told me I was
being silly, again falling
back on the argument that he had seen it all before, and reminding me
that the first time had
been my own fault.

What bothers me is that Sue acts like it's no big deal, but Sam
obviously knows how lucky he is
to have viewing access to my wife when she undresses, without me having
access to his. He
takes advantage of this and obviously sets Sue up with opportunities for
her to undress in front
of him, and I know he loves every minute of it. He likes to rub my nose
in it and embarrass me,
too.

One time we were going to go out with a group of our friends, four other
couples besides the four
of us, and we were to meet at our house before going out. Of course
Becky and Sue weren't
ready to go yet when the others arrived, and they both ducked into our
bedroom to change while
everyone else waited in the living room. Our bedroom is right off the
living room, and it was
obvious they had both gone in there together to change. After just a
minute or so Sam informed
the group that he would hurry the girls along. Everyone watched in
amazement as he just
opened the door and walked into our bedroom without knocking and then
closed the door behind
him after he went in. Apparently they were waiting for my wife to
scream or something because
they all just looked at each other and then at me. When she didn't
scream and he didn't come
right back out, one of them asked me if I was going to just let him walk
in there like that while Sue
was changing. I'm sure my face was very red from embarrassment as I had
to explain to them
about the strip poker game and how Sue thought it was no big deal for
him to see her anymore
since he had seen it all already and all that. They then asked me why I
didn't go in and I felt
even more sheepish having to explain that I wasn't permitted to see
Becky undressed, only Sam
could see Sue because of how the poker game had gone.

They all exchanged humored, knowing glances and I just wished I could
crawl into a hole and
die. In a couple of minutes Sam came out and told us the girls were
almost ready. He
humiliated me further by winking at me and telling me in front of the
group how much I was going
to like what Sue had on under her outfit tonight if she gave me a chance
to see it later. Then he
off-handedly remarked that he didn't know Sue sometimes wore her
pantyhose without panties.
Well, that painted quite a word picture for the other guys there to
enjoy for the rest of the night,
and I'm sure it caused a stirring in all of their loins. I know any one
of them would have given
their eye tooth to be Sam in there with the two sisters changing
clothes. I could have killed him.

There have been other times when Sam and Becky have been over at our
house and Sue and I
have been in our bedroom changing and they've just walked right in on us
in our bedroom and
started talking to us as if they owned the place. I find it very
embarrassing to be undressed in
front of them myself, not to mention having Sam see Sue undressed. One
time he even pawed
through her drawer of unmentionables to help her pick out which panties
to wear for the evening.
He picked out several potential pairs and held each one up to examine
closely before having her
try them on to see which pair looked best! Having another man see your
wife undressed is quite
unsettling, but seeing him handling her panties like that is almost just
as disturbing.

It's now summer again and Sue has been going over Becky's to swim in
their pool and tan. Last
week she surprised me by showing me how she was getting tan "all over,"
i.e. no tan lines.
They've apparently been sunbathing nude over there. Her tan looks
great, but what bothers me
is that I know Sam must be home at least some of the time that she's
over there, and I've noticed
at the gym that he's got an all-over tan, too. I'm afraid of him seeing
her while she's sunbathing
nude, or worse, that he may be joining them and using that as an
opportunity to flash Sue,
exposing his huge cock to her while she's over there. He's pretty proud
of it, and I wouldn't put it
past him. To make matters worse, Sam has an obnoxious 14-year-old son
from a previous
marriage who's spending the summer with them, and I'm afraid that he
might somehow
accidentally see Sue while she's exposed. I want to ask her about these
things, but she gets so
pissed off, accusing me of being insecure and overreacting whenever I
bring something like this
up, that I'm afraid to even approach her about it. I guess I'll just
have to wait and wonder...

[Busy_D]

Good story.