GEEK'S FRAT REUNION By Rhinoman
About a month ago I received a letter from a college fraternity brother of mine. I hadn't seen John since graduation three years before and now he was trying to get a group of us together for the first football game of the season. He had settled down in the town where our university was located while most of the rest of our click had moved away. The plan was to go to the game and then to the old frat house afterwards. We'd finish off the night back at John's place.
I looked forward to the visit and seeing my buddies, but my real reason for wanting to go was to show off my new bride Cindy. Now, I'm not what you'd call a good-looking guy. During college I didn't have many dates and the ones I did have weren't interested in a second date. My buddies continuously poked fun at my lack of experience and lack of women.
After college I met Cindy. I'll don't think I'll ever fully understand why she was attracted to me. Of course, I smothered her with affection and devotion, but I'm sure other guys might have as well. It was probably due to my treating her like a real lady while other guys might have been trying to get in her pants on the first date. Truth be told I couldn't have tried that approach if I wanted to. I determined that Cindy was the type of woman who values what's inside not what's outside. The irony is that she could have had any man she wanted. You see. Cindy is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. To top it off, she has the sweetest personality of any woman I have ever known. And I'm not just saying that because she is my wife.
Cindy Stands 5'9" inches tall and weighs 120 pounds. Her hair is long, silky and naturally light blond. She wears it parted down the middle. It's a simple look, but with her perfect angel face any styling is unnecessary. Her eyes are a sparkling deep blue and her skin is baby smooth without a blemish to be found. She sports a beautiful tan and keeps herself in shape with aerobics. So far so good? There's more.
I have tried to get Cindy to tell me her measurements. She would just get embarrassed and tell me I shouldn't ask. I looked through her clothes in the hamper one time though, and her bra read 38DD. I know her waist and hips measure out at 23 and 36 because of clothes I've bought her. You may wonder why a fox like Cindy wouldn't be full of herself or why she'd marry a geek like me. The real story goes back a few years. Until about two years ago, Cindy had been very overweight. She also wore very thick glasses. After high school she got a job as a secretary and one of her coworkers helped her through a diet and exercise program. Then she had Lasik eye surgery to eliminate the need for glasses. The result was as described above.
Lucky for me I met Cindy when she had just finished her transformation. We had many things in common and became friends before developing a relationship. We continued to have a good time with each other and finally decided to get married. We were both virgins when we met and made a commitment to stay that way until after the wedding. Cindy was never on the pill and we decided that she would stay off it because we were eager to start a family.
Needless to say our two months of marriage have been wonderful. We both enjoy sex, although we are a bit naive. So far we haven't ventured beyond strait missionary intercourse. I want to do a little experimenting, but Cindy wants to go slowly. I'm not in any hurry because I know we have many good years ahead of us. Although shy and reserved in public, Cindy heats up fast. It must be all those years as an ugly duckling. Her pent up passions are very close to the surface. All she needs is a little rubbing here or there and a passionate kiss and she gets super horny. She especially likes to have me whisper in her ear while playing with her large breasts.
As I said, I was looking forward to showing off my beautiful new wife to my friends. Wanting to be the center of attention and thought of as a stud for a change, I thought it might be fun if Cindy bought a new outfit for the game and party. I told her to get something real sexy. Something that would make my friends green with envy. At first Cindy was lukewarm to the idea. I continued to beg her night after night and finally she changed her mind. The day before we left on the trip Cindy went shopping with her friend at the office. I ask her to show me what she bought but she told me I would have to wait for the game, the little tease.
The drive down to the University was uneventful and we checked in to our hotel late and went right to be bed. After a nice twenty-minute role in the sack, Cindy teased me again about her outfit for the game. The most she would say about it was, "You wanted me to look sexy for your friends. I don't think you or they will be disappointed."
We slept in late the next day because we didn't have to leave for the game until noon. I got showered and dressed first then called two of my friends that I knew were staying at the hotel and made plans to meet them in the lobby. I told Cindy to meet me down there when she was ready.
I left Cindy in the shower and headed downstairs to meet Tim and Doug in the lobby and we sat down and shot the *******. We talked about business and politics and swapped a few recollections about the past. I learned that Tim was married and Doug was still single. Tim said his wife hadn't made the trip and the he and Ted were the only married guys in our group. Before I had a chance to tell Tim and Doug about Cindy, I noticed that something had their attention.
"Would you look at the ears on that rabbit," Tim said.
"Looks like a high priced ****** to me," Doug countered.
Before I could turn to see what they were talking about, Tim added, "I think she's coming our way."
As I turned, I saw Cindy approaching. I couldn't believe my eyes. Tim and Doug just stared with their mouths open. We stood up as she swayed sexily over to us.
Cindy put her arm around me, gave me a peck on the cheek and said, "Hi honey."
None of us could stop staring at Cindy. Doug was right. Cindy did look like a high priced ******. Her outfit consisted of a top that looked sort of like a corset, a short frilly flared skirt, thigh high white stockings and blue pumps with five-inch heels. The top was made of blue denim and laced up the front. The laces pulled the two sides of the garment to within two inches of each other resulting in a teasing view of her smooth tanned skin. Closer to her breasts the sides separated more revealing the insides of each breast. It was clear that the top was meant for a bust several sizes smaller than Cindy's. In profile, the bottom of her breasts could be seen between the laces and only her nipples and the outsides of her breasts were covered. Every male eye in the place was checking out Cindy's breasts. She knew it too and appeared to be enjoying the attention.
Cindy's skirt was white and came to mid thigh. The hem was lace and just barely covered the tops of her stockings. I smiled as I watched Tim and Doug checking my lovely bride out.
Cindy whispered it my ear, "Bobby, do you think they like me?"
I chuckled and whispered back, "Honey, look at how there staring. I think they love you."
Cindy blushed.
"I bet they would give anything to get into your panties," I added
Cindy whispered a reply, "They can't. I'm not wearing any."
My mouth dropped open and she smiled deviously.
"Well, you wanted me to be sexy and Tina, my friend, says nothing's sexier than going out without underwear," she whispered.
"You better be careful or you'll give every one a free shot. The way you're dressed, these guys aren't going to leave you alone."
Cindy gave me a puzzled look. She really was quite naive.
I introduced Cindy to Tim and Doug. They thought I was up to some trick and that she couldn't possibly be my wife. Cindy showed them her wedding ring with our engraved initials. Needless to say, they had fallen in lust with Cindy and I couldn't have been prouder. We headed for the game in our car and after we arrived at the stadium took our seats in a block that John had arranged for us. About ten of my buddies showed up and not a one them had their wives or dates. Cindy was the only female in our group and let me tell you, she was getting a lot of attention. Of course no one believed she was my wife and she constantly had to keep proving it.
Despite Cindy's shyness, she warmed up to the group pretty quick. I'm sure all the flattery didn't hurt. By the second half her confidence was at an all time high and she began to move about in a more provocative way. Cindy kept her shoulder's way back which emphasized her large breasts. She also allowed her skirt to ride up her leg, which was very out of character for her. Typically she would hold the hem of her skirts to make sure none her leg above the knee showed. I'm sure a few of my friends sitting below us used those opportunities to steal a look up her skirt. I'm sure she knew the effect she was having on everyone around her. It was like a rooster in the hen house, only the other way around. When she spotted someone looking in the direction of her skirt, she nonchalantly dragged her hand across her thigh causing the hem to ride higher. I figured she was making up for all the flirting that she had missed as an ugly duckling and decided to let her enjoy her little game.
The highlight of the 'Cindy show' was when our team scored its only touchdown in the second half. Cindy began to jump up and down with the rest of the cheering crowd. Several people down below us, including some of my friends, watched in amazement as Cindy's skirt floated high enough to expose her blonde bush. To my surprise, however, Cindy had shaved off all of her pubic hair. When she finally settled down from her bouncing I noticed that her top had finally been defeated by her large chest and one of her nipples had come uncovered. I whispered to her about it and she looked down, but rather than quickly fix her top, Cindy took her time and slowly adjusted it. Finally after several moments she covered her nipple that had hardened, noticeably. The whole act seemed to have been calculated to draw attention to her top so that everyone would see her exposed breast before she covered it up again. If I didn't know her better, I would say that my young wife was becoming quite the exhibitionist.
The game came to an end with our team losing, but while disappointing we knew we were here mainly for the company. We headed back to the frat house and were happy to see the undergraduate brothers had hired a band for the after-game party and that they were already in full swing. Cindy and I grabbed a beer and headed for the dance floor. After downing my beer, I took Cindy's hand and pulled her close to me. She giggled as we began to gyrate to the beat. Cindy was very careful to make no sudden moves aware that people were looking at her and thought it better not to expose herself. Maybe being inside was going to bring her back to her normal self - wrong. Her every movement swaying to the music caused her breasts to jiggle up and down.
The next song was slow and I got a chance to hold Cindy's luscious body close. The feeling of her breasts mashing against me was giving me a hard-on. She smiled deviously as she nudged her right knee into my crotch.
Putting her head on my shoulder she whispered into my ear, "Honey, this whole day has made me so horny. I really like the looks that I'm getting from the men. I think I'll dress sexy like this all the time. You better be ready tonight, because I'm gonna fuck your brains out."
The last line surprised me. I had never heard Cindy use that kind of language before. She squeezed my neck as she pulled herself up to give me a very sloppy kiss. My cock twitched. I was looking forward to satisfying Cindy's demand.
After our dance we went back for more beer, but before we reached the bar, Tim was asking me if he could dance with my wife.
I looked at Cindy and said, "Its up to the lady."
"I'd love to, Tim." Cindy said as she winked at me.
I watched him whisk her off to the dance floor as I headed for the bar. I got our drinks and waited at the bar for Cindy to return. I watched Tim and Cindy dance, and admired her body as I'm sure Tim was doing close up. He seemed to looked at her chest more than her face and just as before, a slow song followed. Before Cindy could break away to meet me, Tim corralled her for the dance. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her close. Cindy tried to remain a respectable distance apart, but Tim's clutches were putting a strain on her back. Finally, Cindy gave in and let Tim pull her in tight and feel those magnificent breasts mashed against his body.
When the song was over, Tim reluctantly let Cindy go and she joined me at the bar looking somewhat flustered. She was obviously blushing and I asked her what was wrong. She told me that she felt Tim get hard when they were dancing slowly. Before the end of the dance he began to grind it into her stomach. I ask her if she wanted me to talk to him about it and she quickly said no. I think she blamed it on the sexy clothes she was wearing. Before Cindy could take a sip of beer, Doug was requesting a dance and she told him she would after her beer. He waited a few seconds, and then began twiddling his thumbs, so Cindy hastily finished her beer and then grabbed his hand for the ******* out.
Cindy's dance floor experience with Doug was similar to Tim's. When she returned she was again blushing. According to Cindy, it seems that her dance with Doug had produced an even larger erection. Cindy drank down another beer quickly to cool off. Either the beer or the dancing or both were having a noticeable effect on her. She didn't act particularly ******* but she sure appeared to be having a very good time. Cindy wasn't able to spend much time with me because my friends were keeping her busy on the dance floor. After a few more beers and dances I began to notice that Cindy was getting cozier with her partners. Her hips appeared to be doing as much grinding as the guys were. Then one of the undergraduates started a conversation with me about life after college and I lost track of Cindy.
It was around ten minutes later when I found her again dancing slow with a man I had never seen before. He must have been an undergraduate and he had both hands on Cindy's bottom. I could see that he was squeezing each ass cheek and thought surely she was aware of what the man was doing. Then again, I noticed that she was thrusting her pelvis against his leg. I decided it was time to cut in and save her from herself. I gently tapped the guy on the shoulder and he slowly looked my way not wanting to take his attention off the babe in his arms.
"Cutting in," I said.
"Go away," he replied.
Cindy heard me and whispered something into his ear and he immediately separated and then backed away.
I poured myself into my smiling wife's arms and Cindy hugged me tight.
"Looks like you two were getting a little frisky," I send in a nice tone, not wanting to sound jealous or angry.
Cindy giggled and said, "These guys are just getting me worked up so that I'll wear you out, tonight."
"Sounds great to me."
Cindy cooed in my ear, "I want to feel your hard cock rubbing against my belly!"
Her boldness surprised me but my cock rose to attention. She moaned as we both began grinding into each other. Cindy was hot and she was getting me hot as well.
"Lets leave and go the hotel," she said.
"I'd love to but we've got to go over to John's place, I promised him." I replied. I don't know why in the hell I said that, looking back, but that's what happened.
Cindy wined in my ear, "I can't wait for that. I've been parading my body around all day making cocks hard and now I want one in my pussy. I want you to suck on my tits."
Her dirty language blew me away. She had never talked that way before.
"I've never seen you so worked up before, honey."
"You haven't been the one out here on the dance floor listening to what the guys want to do to me," she cooed into my ear.
I broke away and looked at her. She had a cloudy dazed look on her face.
"What were they saying?"
"You know, they want to have sex with me," she replied in a husky voice.
I asked her to be specific.
She hesitated.
"It's okay honey, you can tell me. We're married and supposed to tell each other everything," I said.
"Okay.okay, one guy said he wanted to lick my pussy. Another told me he had a 10 inch cock and asked me if I wanted to see it."
Cindy shuddered slightly when she mentioned the cock. "I told him I didn't believe him. They don't come that big do they?" she asked.
"Of course not," I said, knowing full well I had seen guys hung pretty big in the locker room, but my dick was only around 5 inches and I didn't want her to think I was abnormal or anything.
She continued, "I was getting so hot he asked me to go up to his room with him and may have had his way with me if you hadn't stepped in."
Before I could say anything, John was tapping my shoulder and telling me that the group was heading to the house. Cindy and I followed him outside where we met Tim and Doug. We climbed into the car and headed for John's chatting about the weather and other trivial matters. Cindy seemed to calm down a bit and Tim and Doug were behaving themselves. We were the last ones to arrive and when we walked in everyone seemed anxious to see Cindy. She had lost all of her shyness and didn't seem phased that she was the only woman. I watched, with humor, the faces of my buddies as we walked up the driveway. Cindy was out strutting in front of us walking as if she was advertising her body for sale.
When we had entered and sat down, John pulled me to the side and told me he was running low on beer and asked if I could go get some. Without thinking I said, sure. I headed out into the night air getting into my car to head for the nearest store, which was about half an hour away. It suddenly dawned on me that I shouldn't be leaving Cindy alone in her present condition. I wouldn't put it past my friends to take advantage of my wife. I circled the block and headed back to the house parking down the block and walking the rest of the way through the side yard and in through the kitchen door. I heard music coming from the main room where the party was underway. Peaking through the door from the kitchen to the main room I saw Cindy in the arms of John dancing to a slow number. It occurred to me that, with the music in John's control, all the songs would probably be slow.
Suddenly, I had to duck into the pantry when I heard someone coming. I was trapped. It would be incredibly embarrassing to be caught snooping on everyone. I hoped nobody would need anything in the pantry. Then I looked around and noticed at least ten cases of beer. It appeared as though they had sent me on a phony errand to get me away from Cindy. That's when I overheard Ted and Tim talking in the kitchen.
"Can you believe that a fox like Cindy married him?" Ted said.
"I can't figure it," Tim replied, "There's no way he can handle her hot ass."
"Now that John's got rid of hubby, I figure she'll be begging for a cock in about ten minutes," Ted laughed.
"It'll take Bobby an hour to get back. By then Cindy will be banged, boinked, and bopped to her heart's content."
"Did she rub you while dancing tonight?" Ted asked.
"Yea!" Tim replied, "She kept pushing those big tits into me and then latter she grabbed my cock. I wanted to fuck her on the spot."
I found it hard to believe that my new bride would actually cheat on me, but when I heard Tim say that she grabbed his cock I knew that it was a possibility. I had thought that it was the guys that I had to worry about. I moved closer to the pantry door and was able to see through the slats. The angle was such that I had a view through the kitchen and into the main room. There was Cindy grinding against John, his hands clutching her sweet ass. For her part, she was rubbing her tits and her mound against him. I panicked, not knowing what to do. Should I embarrass both of us and jump out and stop them or should I let this be a test of our new marriage? I knew that if I didn't stop them, then what Ted and Tim had suggested might happen.
The action seemed clear cut to me, I had to stop this now. So why wasn't I moving. Something was holding me back. I looked again into the room. Cindy was still dancing with John but there was a difference now. John had his hands under Cindy's skirt and they were kissing passionately while the other nine guys were looked on with great interest. I noticed something else as well, I was getting hard. Was I enjoying Cindy's show? I knew that if I didn't act right now it would be too late. Hell, it was already too late. John had move one hand to Cindy's shaved pussy and she didn't seem to be fighting him at all. In fact, she raised one leg to give John easier access to her pussy. They continued kissing their tongues clearly visible while probing each other's mouths. I watched as Cindy moved a hand to John's crotch and began to rub his bulge.
It was too late and for some odd reason I was glad. My mind filled with the image of all my friends fucking my wife and I resolved myself to stay in the pantry and watch no matter what happened.
John led Cindy over to the couch when the song ended and lay her down. Sitting next to her, they resumed kissing. Then while John moved up to her ear and began nibbling on her, Tim sat on her other side and began squeezing her tits. That combination makes Cindy totally hot and I knew there was no stopping them now. Her barriers were on the verge of being totally broken down. John started stroking her long slender legs while his tongue probed her ear. Each stroke would get closer to her pussy until finally, John's hand moved under her skirt and began rubbing Cindy's opening. She began squirming on his hand and made no effort to stop him or get away. They had her worked up to fever pitch, then John left her ear and concentrated on Cindy's pussy.
Cindy surveyed her body and the four hands working it over. Through her moans she asked, "When will Bobby be back?"
"He'll be gone for a while, Baby. Just relax," Tim answered.
"I need him," Cindy said, almost out of breath.
"Why do you need Bobby, Cindy?" Tim asked, still stoking her tits.
"I need him to fuck me."
About a month ago I received a letter from a college fraternity brother of mine. I hadn't seen John since graduation three years before and now he was trying to get a group of us together for the first football game of the season. He had settled down in the town where our university was located while most of the rest of our click had moved away. The plan was to go to the game and then to the old frat house afterwards. We'd finish off the night back at John's place.
I looked forward to the visit and seeing my buddies, but my real reason for wanting to go was to show off my new bride Cindy. Now, I'm not what you'd call a good-looking guy. During college I didn't have many dates and the ones I did have weren't interested in a second date. My buddies continuously poked fun at my lack of experience and lack of women.
After college I met Cindy. I'll don't think I'll ever fully understand why she was attracted to me. Of course, I smothered her with affection and devotion, but I'm sure other guys might have as well. It was probably due to my treating her like a real lady while other guys might have been trying to get in her pants on the first date. Truth be told I couldn't have tried that approach if I wanted to. I determined that Cindy was the type of woman who values what's inside not what's outside. The irony is that she could have had any man she wanted. You see. Cindy is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. To top it off, she has the sweetest personality of any woman I have ever known. And I'm not just saying that because she is my wife.
Cindy Stands 5'9" inches tall and weighs 120 pounds. Her hair is long, silky and naturally light blond. She wears it parted down the middle. It's a simple look, but with her perfect angel face any styling is unnecessary. Her eyes are a sparkling deep blue and her skin is baby smooth without a blemish to be found. She sports a beautiful tan and keeps herself in shape with aerobics. So far so good? There's more.
I have tried to get Cindy to tell me her measurements. She would just get embarrassed and tell me I shouldn't ask. I looked through her clothes in the hamper one time though, and her bra read 38DD. I know her waist and hips measure out at 23 and 36 because of clothes I've bought her. You may wonder why a fox like Cindy wouldn't be full of herself or why she'd marry a geek like me. The real story goes back a few years. Until about two years ago, Cindy had been very overweight. She also wore very thick glasses. After high school she got a job as a secretary and one of her coworkers helped her through a diet and exercise program. Then she had Lasik eye surgery to eliminate the need for glasses. The result was as described above.
Lucky for me I met Cindy when she had just finished her transformation. We had many things in common and became friends before developing a relationship. We continued to have a good time with each other and finally decided to get married. We were both virgins when we met and made a commitment to stay that way until after the wedding. Cindy was never on the pill and we decided that she would stay off it because we were eager to start a family.
Needless to say our two months of marriage have been wonderful. We both enjoy sex, although we are a bit naive. So far we haven't ventured beyond strait missionary intercourse. I want to do a little experimenting, but Cindy wants to go slowly. I'm not in any hurry because I know we have many good years ahead of us. Although shy and reserved in public, Cindy heats up fast. It must be all those years as an ugly duckling. Her pent up passions are very close to the surface. All she needs is a little rubbing here or there and a passionate kiss and she gets super horny. She especially likes to have me whisper in her ear while playing with her large breasts.
As I said, I was looking forward to showing off my beautiful new wife to my friends. Wanting to be the center of attention and thought of as a stud for a change, I thought it might be fun if Cindy bought a new outfit for the game and party. I told her to get something real sexy. Something that would make my friends green with envy. At first Cindy was lukewarm to the idea. I continued to beg her night after night and finally she changed her mind. The day before we left on the trip Cindy went shopping with her friend at the office. I ask her to show me what she bought but she told me I would have to wait for the game, the little tease.
The drive down to the University was uneventful and we checked in to our hotel late and went right to be bed. After a nice twenty-minute role in the sack, Cindy teased me again about her outfit for the game. The most she would say about it was, "You wanted me to look sexy for your friends. I don't think you or they will be disappointed."
We slept in late the next day because we didn't have to leave for the game until noon. I got showered and dressed first then called two of my friends that I knew were staying at the hotel and made plans to meet them in the lobby. I told Cindy to meet me down there when she was ready.
I left Cindy in the shower and headed downstairs to meet Tim and Doug in the lobby and we sat down and shot the *******. We talked about business and politics and swapped a few recollections about the past. I learned that Tim was married and Doug was still single. Tim said his wife hadn't made the trip and the he and Ted were the only married guys in our group. Before I had a chance to tell Tim and Doug about Cindy, I noticed that something had their attention.
"Would you look at the ears on that rabbit," Tim said.
"Looks like a high priced ****** to me," Doug countered.
Before I could turn to see what they were talking about, Tim added, "I think she's coming our way."
As I turned, I saw Cindy approaching. I couldn't believe my eyes. Tim and Doug just stared with their mouths open. We stood up as she swayed sexily over to us.
Cindy put her arm around me, gave me a peck on the cheek and said, "Hi honey."
None of us could stop staring at Cindy. Doug was right. Cindy did look like a high priced ******. Her outfit consisted of a top that looked sort of like a corset, a short frilly flared skirt, thigh high white stockings and blue pumps with five-inch heels. The top was made of blue denim and laced up the front. The laces pulled the two sides of the garment to within two inches of each other resulting in a teasing view of her smooth tanned skin. Closer to her breasts the sides separated more revealing the insides of each breast. It was clear that the top was meant for a bust several sizes smaller than Cindy's. In profile, the bottom of her breasts could be seen between the laces and only her nipples and the outsides of her breasts were covered. Every male eye in the place was checking out Cindy's breasts. She knew it too and appeared to be enjoying the attention.
Cindy's skirt was white and came to mid thigh. The hem was lace and just barely covered the tops of her stockings. I smiled as I watched Tim and Doug checking my lovely bride out.
Cindy whispered it my ear, "Bobby, do you think they like me?"
I chuckled and whispered back, "Honey, look at how there staring. I think they love you."
Cindy blushed.
"I bet they would give anything to get into your panties," I added
Cindy whispered a reply, "They can't. I'm not wearing any."
My mouth dropped open and she smiled deviously.
"Well, you wanted me to be sexy and Tina, my friend, says nothing's sexier than going out without underwear," she whispered.
"You better be careful or you'll give every one a free shot. The way you're dressed, these guys aren't going to leave you alone."
Cindy gave me a puzzled look. She really was quite naive.
I introduced Cindy to Tim and Doug. They thought I was up to some trick and that she couldn't possibly be my wife. Cindy showed them her wedding ring with our engraved initials. Needless to say, they had fallen in lust with Cindy and I couldn't have been prouder. We headed for the game in our car and after we arrived at the stadium took our seats in a block that John had arranged for us. About ten of my buddies showed up and not a one them had their wives or dates. Cindy was the only female in our group and let me tell you, she was getting a lot of attention. Of course no one believed she was my wife and she constantly had to keep proving it.
Despite Cindy's shyness, she warmed up to the group pretty quick. I'm sure all the flattery didn't hurt. By the second half her confidence was at an all time high and she began to move about in a more provocative way. Cindy kept her shoulder's way back which emphasized her large breasts. She also allowed her skirt to ride up her leg, which was very out of character for her. Typically she would hold the hem of her skirts to make sure none her leg above the knee showed. I'm sure a few of my friends sitting below us used those opportunities to steal a look up her skirt. I'm sure she knew the effect she was having on everyone around her. It was like a rooster in the hen house, only the other way around. When she spotted someone looking in the direction of her skirt, she nonchalantly dragged her hand across her thigh causing the hem to ride higher. I figured she was making up for all the flirting that she had missed as an ugly duckling and decided to let her enjoy her little game.
The highlight of the 'Cindy show' was when our team scored its only touchdown in the second half. Cindy began to jump up and down with the rest of the cheering crowd. Several people down below us, including some of my friends, watched in amazement as Cindy's skirt floated high enough to expose her blonde bush. To my surprise, however, Cindy had shaved off all of her pubic hair. When she finally settled down from her bouncing I noticed that her top had finally been defeated by her large chest and one of her nipples had come uncovered. I whispered to her about it and she looked down, but rather than quickly fix her top, Cindy took her time and slowly adjusted it. Finally after several moments she covered her nipple that had hardened, noticeably. The whole act seemed to have been calculated to draw attention to her top so that everyone would see her exposed breast before she covered it up again. If I didn't know her better, I would say that my young wife was becoming quite the exhibitionist.
The game came to an end with our team losing, but while disappointing we knew we were here mainly for the company. We headed back to the frat house and were happy to see the undergraduate brothers had hired a band for the after-game party and that they were already in full swing. Cindy and I grabbed a beer and headed for the dance floor. After downing my beer, I took Cindy's hand and pulled her close to me. She giggled as we began to gyrate to the beat. Cindy was very careful to make no sudden moves aware that people were looking at her and thought it better not to expose herself. Maybe being inside was going to bring her back to her normal self - wrong. Her every movement swaying to the music caused her breasts to jiggle up and down.
The next song was slow and I got a chance to hold Cindy's luscious body close. The feeling of her breasts mashing against me was giving me a hard-on. She smiled deviously as she nudged her right knee into my crotch.
Putting her head on my shoulder she whispered into my ear, "Honey, this whole day has made me so horny. I really like the looks that I'm getting from the men. I think I'll dress sexy like this all the time. You better be ready tonight, because I'm gonna fuck your brains out."
The last line surprised me. I had never heard Cindy use that kind of language before. She squeezed my neck as she pulled herself up to give me a very sloppy kiss. My cock twitched. I was looking forward to satisfying Cindy's demand.
After our dance we went back for more beer, but before we reached the bar, Tim was asking me if he could dance with my wife.
I looked at Cindy and said, "Its up to the lady."
"I'd love to, Tim." Cindy said as she winked at me.
I watched him whisk her off to the dance floor as I headed for the bar. I got our drinks and waited at the bar for Cindy to return. I watched Tim and Cindy dance, and admired her body as I'm sure Tim was doing close up. He seemed to looked at her chest more than her face and just as before, a slow song followed. Before Cindy could break away to meet me, Tim corralled her for the dance. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her close. Cindy tried to remain a respectable distance apart, but Tim's clutches were putting a strain on her back. Finally, Cindy gave in and let Tim pull her in tight and feel those magnificent breasts mashed against his body.
When the song was over, Tim reluctantly let Cindy go and she joined me at the bar looking somewhat flustered. She was obviously blushing and I asked her what was wrong. She told me that she felt Tim get hard when they were dancing slowly. Before the end of the dance he began to grind it into her stomach. I ask her if she wanted me to talk to him about it and she quickly said no. I think she blamed it on the sexy clothes she was wearing. Before Cindy could take a sip of beer, Doug was requesting a dance and she told him she would after her beer. He waited a few seconds, and then began twiddling his thumbs, so Cindy hastily finished her beer and then grabbed his hand for the ******* out.
Cindy's dance floor experience with Doug was similar to Tim's. When she returned she was again blushing. According to Cindy, it seems that her dance with Doug had produced an even larger erection. Cindy drank down another beer quickly to cool off. Either the beer or the dancing or both were having a noticeable effect on her. She didn't act particularly ******* but she sure appeared to be having a very good time. Cindy wasn't able to spend much time with me because my friends were keeping her busy on the dance floor. After a few more beers and dances I began to notice that Cindy was getting cozier with her partners. Her hips appeared to be doing as much grinding as the guys were. Then one of the undergraduates started a conversation with me about life after college and I lost track of Cindy.
It was around ten minutes later when I found her again dancing slow with a man I had never seen before. He must have been an undergraduate and he had both hands on Cindy's bottom. I could see that he was squeezing each ass cheek and thought surely she was aware of what the man was doing. Then again, I noticed that she was thrusting her pelvis against his leg. I decided it was time to cut in and save her from herself. I gently tapped the guy on the shoulder and he slowly looked my way not wanting to take his attention off the babe in his arms.
"Cutting in," I said.
"Go away," he replied.
Cindy heard me and whispered something into his ear and he immediately separated and then backed away.
I poured myself into my smiling wife's arms and Cindy hugged me tight.
"Looks like you two were getting a little frisky," I send in a nice tone, not wanting to sound jealous or angry.
Cindy giggled and said, "These guys are just getting me worked up so that I'll wear you out, tonight."
"Sounds great to me."
Cindy cooed in my ear, "I want to feel your hard cock rubbing against my belly!"
Her boldness surprised me but my cock rose to attention. She moaned as we both began grinding into each other. Cindy was hot and she was getting me hot as well.
"Lets leave and go the hotel," she said.
"I'd love to but we've got to go over to John's place, I promised him." I replied. I don't know why in the hell I said that, looking back, but that's what happened.
Cindy wined in my ear, "I can't wait for that. I've been parading my body around all day making cocks hard and now I want one in my pussy. I want you to suck on my tits."
Her dirty language blew me away. She had never talked that way before.
"I've never seen you so worked up before, honey."
"You haven't been the one out here on the dance floor listening to what the guys want to do to me," she cooed into my ear.
I broke away and looked at her. She had a cloudy dazed look on her face.
"What were they saying?"
"You know, they want to have sex with me," she replied in a husky voice.
I asked her to be specific.
She hesitated.
"It's okay honey, you can tell me. We're married and supposed to tell each other everything," I said.
"Okay.okay, one guy said he wanted to lick my pussy. Another told me he had a 10 inch cock and asked me if I wanted to see it."
Cindy shuddered slightly when she mentioned the cock. "I told him I didn't believe him. They don't come that big do they?" she asked.
"Of course not," I said, knowing full well I had seen guys hung pretty big in the locker room, but my dick was only around 5 inches and I didn't want her to think I was abnormal or anything.
She continued, "I was getting so hot he asked me to go up to his room with him and may have had his way with me if you hadn't stepped in."
Before I could say anything, John was tapping my shoulder and telling me that the group was heading to the house. Cindy and I followed him outside where we met Tim and Doug. We climbed into the car and headed for John's chatting about the weather and other trivial matters. Cindy seemed to calm down a bit and Tim and Doug were behaving themselves. We were the last ones to arrive and when we walked in everyone seemed anxious to see Cindy. She had lost all of her shyness and didn't seem phased that she was the only woman. I watched, with humor, the faces of my buddies as we walked up the driveway. Cindy was out strutting in front of us walking as if she was advertising her body for sale.
When we had entered and sat down, John pulled me to the side and told me he was running low on beer and asked if I could go get some. Without thinking I said, sure. I headed out into the night air getting into my car to head for the nearest store, which was about half an hour away. It suddenly dawned on me that I shouldn't be leaving Cindy alone in her present condition. I wouldn't put it past my friends to take advantage of my wife. I circled the block and headed back to the house parking down the block and walking the rest of the way through the side yard and in through the kitchen door. I heard music coming from the main room where the party was underway. Peaking through the door from the kitchen to the main room I saw Cindy in the arms of John dancing to a slow number. It occurred to me that, with the music in John's control, all the songs would probably be slow.
Suddenly, I had to duck into the pantry when I heard someone coming. I was trapped. It would be incredibly embarrassing to be caught snooping on everyone. I hoped nobody would need anything in the pantry. Then I looked around and noticed at least ten cases of beer. It appeared as though they had sent me on a phony errand to get me away from Cindy. That's when I overheard Ted and Tim talking in the kitchen.
"Can you believe that a fox like Cindy married him?" Ted said.
"I can't figure it," Tim replied, "There's no way he can handle her hot ass."
"Now that John's got rid of hubby, I figure she'll be begging for a cock in about ten minutes," Ted laughed.
"It'll take Bobby an hour to get back. By then Cindy will be banged, boinked, and bopped to her heart's content."
"Did she rub you while dancing tonight?" Ted asked.
"Yea!" Tim replied, "She kept pushing those big tits into me and then latter she grabbed my cock. I wanted to fuck her on the spot."
I found it hard to believe that my new bride would actually cheat on me, but when I heard Tim say that she grabbed his cock I knew that it was a possibility. I had thought that it was the guys that I had to worry about. I moved closer to the pantry door and was able to see through the slats. The angle was such that I had a view through the kitchen and into the main room. There was Cindy grinding against John, his hands clutching her sweet ass. For her part, she was rubbing her tits and her mound against him. I panicked, not knowing what to do. Should I embarrass both of us and jump out and stop them or should I let this be a test of our new marriage? I knew that if I didn't stop them, then what Ted and Tim had suggested might happen.
The action seemed clear cut to me, I had to stop this now. So why wasn't I moving. Something was holding me back. I looked again into the room. Cindy was still dancing with John but there was a difference now. John had his hands under Cindy's skirt and they were kissing passionately while the other nine guys were looked on with great interest. I noticed something else as well, I was getting hard. Was I enjoying Cindy's show? I knew that if I didn't act right now it would be too late. Hell, it was already too late. John had move one hand to Cindy's shaved pussy and she didn't seem to be fighting him at all. In fact, she raised one leg to give John easier access to her pussy. They continued kissing their tongues clearly visible while probing each other's mouths. I watched as Cindy moved a hand to John's crotch and began to rub his bulge.
It was too late and for some odd reason I was glad. My mind filled with the image of all my friends fucking my wife and I resolved myself to stay in the pantry and watch no matter what happened.
John led Cindy over to the couch when the song ended and lay her down. Sitting next to her, they resumed kissing. Then while John moved up to her ear and began nibbling on her, Tim sat on her other side and began squeezing her tits. That combination makes Cindy totally hot and I knew there was no stopping them now. Her barriers were on the verge of being totally broken down. John started stroking her long slender legs while his tongue probed her ear. Each stroke would get closer to her pussy until finally, John's hand moved under her skirt and began rubbing Cindy's opening. She began squirming on his hand and made no effort to stop him or get away. They had her worked up to fever pitch, then John left her ear and concentrated on Cindy's pussy.
Cindy surveyed her body and the four hands working it over. Through her moans she asked, "When will Bobby be back?"
"He'll be gone for a while, Baby. Just relax," Tim answered.
"I need him," Cindy said, almost out of breath.
"Why do you need Bobby, Cindy?" Tim asked, still stoking her tits.
"I need him to fuck me."
