Me, my wife, and my friend

[Saddledrifter]

There was a guy that I went to school with, and we were casual friends. However, he met my wife after she and I started dating. He was always asking if she and I were still together, and she would say yes. And he would always respond that if we ever broke up that he would like to go out with her. There were constant reminders to her about this, which kind of pissed me off. Then we had an argument and broke up for a short time. Boy, was he ever ready to take up the slack. He took her out a few times, but she said there were no sparks. A little later we got back together and got married. She and I had not seen him for a few years, but we were at a party one night, and he happened to be there with another girl. It made no difference that he had a girl with him -- his eyes were fixated on my wife. I have to admit, she looked very sexy that night. She was wearing a very low cut jump suit that was open down to her navel with her boobs halfway out, and the outfit was a somewhat see-through chiffon material. It fit tight and she never wore panties with it, because it showed the panty lines. I didn't mention it, but without panties, it showed a pretty good camel toe. Well, as it turned out, the guy holding the party had been friends for sometime with both my wife's old boyfriend, Roger, and me. Nothing happened that night other than Roger staring at my wife. She assured me that there had been nothing between the two of them and not to worry. I was still pissed about him lurking around way back when my wife and I had been dating. He was no friend of mine, but I felt very secure after my wife assured me that he was not her type.

Several weeks passed, and my friend that had had the party invited my wife and I to go out to a sports bar and watch the local pro team play an away football game. I agreed, and my wife and I left for the sports bar. She was wearing a dark blue see-through blouse with flap pockets over her tits (no bra) and tight hip-hugger jeans. Unfortunately, when we arrived and met my friend, Roger was there too. His eyes really lit up when he saw my wife in that outfit. Roger spent the entire game trying to put the make on my wife, To my satisfaction, he got nowhere. On the way home my wife said that he gave her the creeps.

My wife's negative feelings about Roger made me feel there was no real competition there. As a result, I wanted him to be mentally punished. The best way to do this was to make him totally aware of what he could not have. So when my buddy called one night and said that he wanted all of us (including Roger) to go out dancing with our significant others, I said, "Sure!" That night I got my wife to wear a see-through mid-riff white blouse with no bra, and a pair of very low-cut pants that barely covered her pussy. She looked spectacular. When we got to the club, Roger saw her and just stood here with his tongue hanging out. His lady friend was actually getting pissed because he was looking at my wife so much. Whenever I got a chance that night, I told Roger what great sex my wife and I had together, and that one day I was certain that he would find someone that would provide him as much pleasure as my wife was doing for me. He looked a little sick that entire evening. Must have been what he missed out on. And that was the last time we ever saw Roger. I think he told our mutual friend that it was just too much for him.

[xXroninXx]

Originally Posted by Vortexvortex

So I went for it. Told F it was his turn..

so uhm now iam dying to see your wife somehow got any pics you wanne share of her?