02/06/2012
Remember
I’m going to tell you a story of sexual experience that occurred in 1970. At the time my wife and I were both 26 years old and highly sexual. We lived in a very nice mobile home and I was making good money. My wife was a stay at home mom taking care of our two children.
I met this friend at work and he was the type that liked to flirt with women. On a previous occasion he had invited us over for dinner at his house. While there I could see him looking my wife over real close. It was in hot weather and she wore some tight fitting shorts with a blouse top. She has very nice legs and a gorgeous rear end.
One evening at home we were having a few drinks and I got to talking to my wife about inviting him over and if she would flirt with him. She agreed and seemed to be somewhat excited.
She agreed to make her a sexy short dress so that when she bent over slightly you could see her panties. The dress was made out of a crème colored chiffon that was semi-transparent. In a certain light and position you could see through the material.
I invited him over and he agreed to come since his wife would be out of town visiting relatives.
Before he came we would discuss what she would do and what she would wear under her dress. She agreed to wear black panties, her bra and gold shiny flats, nothing else. We would have t-bone steaks cooked out on the grill, then drinks with low lights and slow dancing.
When he arrived we greeted him and my wife was in the kitchen preparing some other things for dinner. He was looking her over and I could see her black panties through her dress and I knew he could too. He told her how good looking she looked and he gave her some hugs and kisses.
The dinner went real well and we all chatted and had a good time talking. After dinner my wife cleaned up the dishes and he and I sat in the living room and he kept watching her as she moved around in the kitchen.
After we settled down we began to have vodka drinks and the result was we all began to feel pretty good. My wife sat in his lap on the couch and was kissing him and he had his hand on her butt. I could tell they were French kissing and my wife seemed to be feeling good and enjoying it. I was setting in a rocking chair watching all the action and taking pictures when something sexual was going on.
My wife would go over to the record player and put on some slow dancing music and when she bent over you could her panties, we were both looking and enjoying the view.
We continued to drink and they were slow dancing with the lights dimmed and he would place his hands on her ass and they were pressing together. He would slide her dress above her panties so I could get a picture and he would look down at her ass. He would squeeze her butt cheeks and continued to press her against his now stiff dick.
Between songs they would set on the couch and be kissing each other. After a few drinks we were all feeling much better and more open to anything that happened next.
I continued to take pictures and watch everything that was happening. Both my wife and him were engaging more and both willing to touch and feel more.
He had to go to the bathroom and I asked my wife if she was feeling good and enjoying herself. She said Oh yes I am enjoying myself and that she could feel his hard dick pressing against her pussy when they danced.
When he came back from the bathroom he sat down to her left and my wife placed her hand on his crouch and was feeling his dick and kissing him. They continued to dance, kiss and feel and then my wife laid on the couch on her stomach and was feeling his dick through his pants with her left hand and raising up to kiss him. He pulled her dress up so her ass and black panties were exposed. They continued kissing and my wife continued to play with his dick. I guess if we hand known she would have been this open with him we would have had some rubbers so he could have fucked her ass. I think she would have and I know she would have enjoyed it.
After awhile he said he better be going so he went to the bathroom one last time. When he came out and before he left he reached down and put his hand under her dress and felt her pussy which she didn’t mind.
After he left we got naked on the couch and talked about his visit. She said she enjoyed it and had wanted to take his dick out of his pants and feel it but didn’t. We had a very good fuck and talked about him coming back sometime and going further the next time.
The next week he called her and told her what a good time he had and would like to come back sometime.
One night a few days later I laid in bed thinking about him fondling her and I came without ever touching my dick. This was the first time I had ever done this without rubbing my dick.