Ever seen a friend's wife naked and he doesn't know?

[drewmas58]

Did you watch her peeing while you supported her ?

[Couplein2MFM]

Originally Posted by sebsationally

She remembers, I can assure you

That is my feeling on the situation too. We will be with them at a resort before Labor Day and I wonder what the conversation will be.

Originally Posted by drewmas58

Did you watch her peeing while you supported her ?

Yes, I had to hold her shoulders steady as she sat on the pot so she wouldn't fall over onto the floor. I have done this for my wife many times.

[boosz]

Originally Posted by Couplein2MFM

Yes, I had to hold her shoulders steady as she sat on the pot so she wouldn't fall over onto the floor. I have done this for my wife many times.

So...what did she have to say about your half hardness, directly in front of her face, while you were steadying her doing her thing?

[Couplein2MFM]

Originally Posted by boosz

So...what did she have to say about your half hardness, directly in front of her face, while you were steadying her doing her thing?

She nor he have ever said anything about the subject or brought it up. The next day she made sure to say she remembered nothting of the previous night or how she got into bed. She claimed she went to bed early. Whether she actually does not remember any of it or if she is just covering up I don't know and do not want to jeopardize our friendship by asking about it or telling them about it.

I also think her husband was very intoxicated and she was buzzed but not as drunk as she played it. I honestly think the alcohol lowered her inhibitions and she enjoyed the interaction but does not want to admit it and used the memory lapse as a way of not dealing with it or admitting it.

[Plainlover2002]

I was hoping to see a story of my wife. Maybe from her old golf buddies, navy guys or even an old room mate.

[DiegoJames]

As our bathroom doesn't overlook any other properties my wife asked a few years ago if we could have clear glass in the bathroom window. Sure! I ordered a double glazed unit and fitted it.

Cue the following summer when my mate/neighbour's wife would go out through their conservatory in summer to sunbathe topless. I didn't exactly set up camp in the bathroom to witness this, but each time I went for a piss, there she was, baps on display.

Now, she's a middle aged lady, carrying a bit of weight, but baps are baps, right?

It got better. The weather got really hot and off came her shorts. I must admit I was surprised to see her shaved. I had it in my head she'd be old school hairy as far as her belly button.

As the summer progressed, I witnessed her sucking him, him going down on her, her wanking him off and a bit of doggy, all because our gardens aren't overlooked by anyone! It got to be a regular occurrence, and as I say I wasn't even actively looking for it, it was just there when I answered a call of nature.

Then my wife started to poke her head into the den and say 'x is sucking off y' or 'y is doing x doggystyle'. I'm sure x & y didn't even notice we'd clear glass in our bathroom.

Didn't stand and watch, except when taking a piss, didn't take photos, didn't even get hugely aroused by it all....except!!!!!...the missus eventually started popping her head round the den door, declaring x & y were at it again and she'd quite like a good seeing to in the garden!

One afternoon, then, when x and y were at it in their garden we stripped off behind a large bush and had sex in our garden, a huge turn on knowing another couple are fucking outdoors about 10 foot away over the fence!

They've moved away now, but I'm glad to say we've now got a young couple living next door, recently married, just checking each other out in their first home and...hopefully...going to add al fresco sex to their sex bucket list. Because I will set up camp in the bathroom to watch that!

[Vortexvortex]

I’ve seen several of my wife’s girlfriends naked during drinking games and party nights in our 20s. A few now have boyfriends that I’ve become good friends with that probably don’t realize I have seen their girlfriends’ naked bodies.

One in particular has been a close friend to us since high school. Her boyfriend sometimes seems irritated when we reminisce about our good old days. Perhaps because he wasn’t a part of it. But a few times we’ve gone into detail about nights where we got naked and he asks LOTS of questions. Like who was there. Who saw what. That kind of stuff. Kinda funny.

[Kknn4343]

This happened today. Just a couple hours ago. Let me explain.

My wife and I met a couple a year ago. Their daughter attend school with our kids. The husband had been in a terrible car crash two years ago ( we remember hearing about it, but did not know them then). Apparently, he hasn’t been the same since due to brain damage. He seems somewhat normal when you first meet him, but after a while you realize that he cannot hold a conversation and is child like at times. Very sad, no doubt.

Over the past year, we’ve become friends with them and live only a few blocks apart. I’ve helped a bit around the house with some maintenance as needed. My wife and she (Deb) have gotten together a few times as well.

Deb is Eastern European. She has a nice accent, is slender with medium sized boobs and long curly brown hair. She is about my age, probably late 40s. She has beautiful eyes and always wears heels. She is very touchy in a friendly way - hugs and kisses hello and goodbye for everyone. When she talks to you, she usually will touch your arm while talking.

I’ve noticed her beauty, but not ever fantasized about her. Just didn’t occur to me.

Deb happens to be a great baker. She makes the best bread and rolls ever. French bread is the best. I joke with my daughter that she needs to stay friends with Debs daughter so we keep getting the bread.

Well, I love to prepare food, too. Just never did much baking until recently. At the recent New a Year eve party, my wife was talking about some of my latest feats in the kitchen, including Italian pizza dough. Deb overheard and asked me if I’ve tried bread yet. I hadn’t. She offered to show me how she makes her breads. Of course, I accepted, but wasn’t thinking any thoughts other than wanting to make great bread.

Today was the day. I arrived at 11 at her place. My wife at work and kids at school. She answered the door wearing a white and tan striped skirt, white blouse partially tucked in, and black pumps. She had flour up to her elbows as she was already at work in the kitchen. She welcomed me in with a quick peck on the cheek and we headed to the kitchen.

For the very first time, I noticed her legs. Gorgeous. I don’t think I have ever seen her in a short skirt until this morning. I felt a little motion in my pants, but squashed any thoughts as nonsense.

The house was quiet. I asked where her Hubbie was and she replied that he just left for his therapy on the bus. (He no longer drives)

She already had some dough on the island and was mixing more in a bowl. The oven was on and a loaf already in. The oven door was cracked open. She poured me a glass of white wine stating that drinking wine while baking is part of the secret. We got right into making more dough.

When we got to the kneading, I struggled. Making French bread requires a different knead, apparently. She kept showing me how, but I kept doing it wrong. She then put her fingers on mine to show how to move them. At one point, she was talking to me and we weren’t kneading, but her hands remained on mine the whole time. Just stuck in the dough not moving.

That’s when I knew something was up. Maybe I am slow on things, but I got it now. My cock knew, too, as my jeans suddenly tightened.

Before our next sip of wine, I toasted to her willingness to teach me her secrets and thanked her. She gave me a warm smile and leaned over for the normal peck on the cheek. But, this time it was longer than a peck. She kissed my right check with her full lips nice and slowly. It was a very warm loving kiss.

I was now at 100% certainty that I had the green light. Just needed to find the right time to move to the next level.

A glass of wine later, we had moved to the oven. We had two loafs in and she taught me how to spray water on the pizza stone below the bread to keep the air moist. The stone was on the burner below the racks. It was critical to aim the spray below and not hit the bread.

As she showed me how to aim the spray, she bent over to demonstrate. I had a nice view of her legs all the way up to her tight skirt barely covering her nice ass. I studied them and imagine them on either side of my face. Again, my jeans got a bit tighter.

10 minutes later, it was my turn to spray. Call me devious, but I intentionally sprayed through the bread. She immediately scoffed at me, grabbed the sprayer, and proceeded to bend over to show it done correctly. I stepped back to enjoy the view and was rewarded with not only her fine legs, but also the view of her white panties just barely visible.

Sweet Jesus, I thought. I am hard now just remembering that first flash of my wife’s friend’s panties.

It went too fast and she stood up. Taking my chance, I joked that I still didn’t get how to spray and needed to see once again how to do it.

She got the joke immediately. This is where it could have gone badly. But, thankfully it did not. She just smiled and bent over to look in the oven again. She even rocked her butt back and forth a little knowing exactly what I was looking at.

Imagine my view. A nice suburban Euro-mom who is in great shape is in front of me bent over. Wearing black heals, bare legs and a short skirt that has now inched up higher than before exposing a strip of panties that were concealing the folds of her pussy, then disappearing under her skirt. Only then did I notice that her white blouse, stick untucked in front, was hanging low and (though I couldn’t see anything) was certainly allowing a view of her tits from a much lower angle. I also noticed her looking at me. She wasn’t moving. Just letting me look as long as I wanted.

I said something about needing more time to study and I placed my right hand on her right thigh. Kind of high. Just below the skirt.

She didn’t move.

I slid my hand up and her skirt slid up and over her ass. Her panties were on full display as I moved next to her. She started to stand upright and turn towards me.

My left hand went under her blouse and up to her bra. At the same time as I ran my hands over her covered breasts, our lips met and we were beyond the point of no return. After passionately kissing and me groping her ass and breasts (Still with bra on) for a few minutes, we took a breath and she turned off the oven and quickly removed the unfinished bread. As she did this, I was able to run my hands down under her panties and my two fingers were able to find the bottom of her clit. It was moist and swollen and she responded by pushing into my hand.

The bread taken care of, she stood and pulled me towards the couch. More full mouth kissing and her blouse and bra came off. Her breasts were probably C cup. Nipples erect with small brown aereolas. I gobbled them up in between breathing. I also had her skirt hiked up to her navel and her panties eventually to her ankles.

I pushed her to the couch and went straight down to her mound. The first time I saw her pussy was only one second before I launched my tongue into her hot wet vagina. She was somewhat trimmed, not totally hairy, but not as trimmed as most women today. The pubic hair was full and extended below her pussy. It was dripping with wetness and pussy tasted like heaven.

I would still be licking her now, but after a while of her enjoying the pleasure, she fairly suddenly pushed me away and began to undo my belt. As she pulled my stick cock out, I thought I was going to be sucked, but she steered me back between her legs and pulled me inside her. It was one motion from standing as my jeans were being pulled down all the way to madly fucking this woman with every ounce of energy in me.

I was literally banging the couch against the wall. She was encouraging me to go even harder and I wouldn’t be surprised to see that the wall is now damaged. I was going all in and her juices were making it a sloppy mess.

I did stop to pull my pants all the off and noticed that my earlier fantasy of having her legs on either side of face had been realized.

I drilled her in this position until I had no energy left. Then, after a brief open mouth kissing session, I lowered her left leg to my left and fucked her again while pressing down a little. She was sweaty from me dripping n her, but not complaining. Again, I was spent.

I then opened her legs and returned to lapping up her pussy juices. She also was using her fingers on herself. I licked her clit and she arched her back and came loudly. My head was in a vise and I just kept at it.

Eventually she relaxed and I slid up to her tits, then her mouth again as I slid my cock once again back into her. I was kneeling on the floor at this point as my leg muscles had fatigued fully.

I told her legs are toast. She rolled me over and took my shirt off. Then, she looked at me and I her. She was fully naked, her clothing and shoes strewn around the room. She was sweaty and her hair was a mess. But, man was she beautiful. For the first time, I admired her tits having not really seen them from any distance.

Meanwhile, she was running her fingers through my sweaty chest hair and just looking at my body. My cock, still wet with her cum, was still fully erect and absolutely dying for her attention. Her gaze was killing me.

For way too long she continue to stroke my chest. Her right hand was on my right leg, but too low for my cock’s liking.

Finally, she leaned over and kissed me and said something like, “Don’t hold back”. She grabbed me dick and began softly kissing it then, eventually sucking and stoking the entire length.

It didn’t take me long. Maybe a minute. I gave her ample warning, but she let me cum into her mouth and then the last squirts on her face as she pulled away letting my cum pour out of her open mouth. I think I had six strong squirts, which I more than my usual.

She spit a little out on my stomach, then said a comment about it being more than she expected (me, too) and we laughed a little. She had cum in her eye and nose, so she excused herself to go clean up.

I hobbled to the bathroom and cleaned as well. Got dressed, too. Time for the awkward chapter.

But, it wasn’t. When she reappeared, she was wearing a grey men’s shirt, mostly unbuttoned with no bottoms. She had on red open-toed heels. Her hair was still a mess, but she was a knock out. I think I could have gone another round!

We kissed a little more and I got to grab her fine ass a bit more, too. We glanced at the clock, and realized it was time to clean up and go. She told me not to worry and walked me to the door. We kissed some more and she thanked me. I told her that she was amazing and expressed a hope that all will be ok. She confirmed. I joked that I still don’t know how to make bread and she replied, “Next time.”

I hope I get more bread making lessons soon.

Today was a good day.

[stevezr1]

Originally Posted by visa0061

More so an acquaintance than a friend...but I did have sex with his now wife a few times prior to them getting married or even dating. She actually was my first "conquest." The first girl I had to put some serious work into. Took about a year and a half of "relationship building" before she finally conceded to the fact we had sexual attraction between one another. 5'7" slender raven haired Portuguese girl. I will say, the sex was very good. Fantastic body naked and we didn't use a condom during any encounter. ...................
................... We remained friends for years later. Still occasionally exchange pleasantries on social media. She did at one point specifically ask me not to tell her husband that we had sex prior to their marriage. I have not and would never.

You are an honorable man to keep the "kiss" a secret.
AND, that may pay dividends in the future! You never know! That is, since you are a known to be discreet!
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[shinohouse]

I found a dozen of nude pics of my neighbor’s wife (about 25years old).

Actually it was a coincidence. I saw on facebook an ad about a model agency and the woman on it looked familiar. So, I opened the ad and then there were more photos of her with her “secret” alias.
Consequently I googled after her alias. It didn’t take me long to find some nude photographs of her.
I’ve saved the pics on my computer since then.