About a month ago I received a letter from a college
fraternity brother of mine. I hadn't seen Stan since grad-
uation three years before. Stan was trying to get a group of
us together to meet for the first football game of the sea-
*******. 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 a
Stan's place.
I looked forward to the visit. I wanted to see my
buddies, but I also wanted my buddies to see my new bride
Kathy. 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 contin-
uously poked fun at my lack of experience and lack of women.
Well, since college I met Kathy. I'll never under-
stand why she was attracted to me. Of course, I *******
her with affection and devotion. She's 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. Kathy
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. I'm not just saying that because she is my wife.
Kathy 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
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 is
more.
I have tried to get Kathy to tell me her measure-
ments. She shyly tells me she doesn't know. I think she is
embarrassed for some reason. By my eye she measures 38DD-23-
36. I'm guessing at her waist and hips. I am certain about
her bust, however. I've sneaked looks at her underwear. You
may wonder why a fox like Kathy wouldn't be full of herself
or why she would marry a toad like me. I think it goes back
a few years. Until about two years ago, Kathy had been very
overweight. She also wore very thick glasses. After high
school she got a job as a secretary. One of her coworkers
helped her through a diet and exercise program. She also
had eye surgery to eliminate the need for glasses. The
result was as described above.
Lucky for me I met Kathy 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 decided to
stay that way until after the wedding. Kathy was never on
the pill and we decided that she would stay off it. 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 inter-
course. I want to do a little experimenting, but Kathy wants
to go slowly. I'm not in any hurry, anyway. As it is, Kathy
is a handful. Although shy and reserved, she 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 her large
breasts played with.
As I said, I was looking forward to showing off my
beautiful new wife to my friends. I thought it might be fun
if Kathy 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 Kathy was lukewarm to the
idea. The more I begged her and one night of passionate sex
changed her mind. The day before we left on the trip Kathy
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 was uneventful. We checked in to our
hotel late and went right to be bed, after a nice twenty
minute role in the sack. Kathy again teased me 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. We were to leave for
the game at noon. The game was at two. I got showered and
dressed first. I called two of my friends that I knew were
staying at the hotel and made plans to meet them in the
lobby. I told Kathy to meet me down there when she was ready.
I left Kathy in the shower and headed downstairs. I
met Jim and Dave in the lobby and we sat down and renewed
acquaintances. We talked about business and politics and
swapped a few recollections about the past. I learned that
Jim was married and Dave was still single. Jim said his wife
hadn't made the trip. Jim said that he thought that he and
Tom were the only married guys in our group. Before I had
a chance to tell Jim and Dave about Kathy, I notice that
something had their attention.
Jim said, "Would you look at the ears on that
rabbit." Dave offered, "Looks like a high priced ****** to
me." Before I could turn to see what they were talking about
Jim added, "I think she's coming our way." As I turned, I
saw Kathy approaching. I couldn't believe my eyes. Jim and
Dave just stared with their mouths open. We stood up as she
swayed sexily over to us. Kathy put her arm around me, gave
me a peck on the cheek and said, "Hi honey."
We couldn't stop staring at Kathy. Dave was right.
Kathy did look like a high priced ******. Her outfit con-
sisted 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 th e 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 Kathy's. In profile, the bottom
of her breasts could be seen between the laces. Only her
nipples and the outsides of her breasts were covered. Every
male eye in the place was checking out Kathy's breasts. She
knew it too and appeared to be enjoying the attention.
Kathy's skirt was white and came to mid thigh. The
hem was lace and just barely covered the tops of her stock-
ings. I smiled as I noticed Jim and Dave looking up and down
my sexy wife. Kathy whispered it my ear, "Billy, do you
think they like me?" I chuckled and whispered back, "Honey,
look at how there staring. I think they love you." Kathy
blushed. I added, "I bet they would give anything to get
into your panties." Kathy whispered a reply, "They can't.
I'm not wearing any." I shot a look at her of surprise and
she smiled deviously. She whispered, "Well, you wanted me to
be sexy. Tina, my friend, says nothings sexier than going
out without underwear." I whispered back, "You better be
careful or you will give every one a free shot. The way
you're dressed, these guys are not going to leave you
alone." Kathy gave me a puzzled look. She really was quite
naive.
I introduced Kathy to Jim and Dave. They couldn't
believe she was my wife. Kathy had to show them her wedding
ring with our engraved initials. Needless to say, they had
fallen in lust with Kathy and I couldn't have been prouder.
We headed for the game in our car. We took our seats in a
block that Stan had arranged for us. About ten of my buddies
showed up and not a one with wives or dates. Kathy was the
only female in our group and she was getting a lot of atten-
tion. As usual, nobody believed that she was my wife.
Despite Kathy's shyness, she warmed up to the group.
I think all the flattery helped. By the second half she
exuded a confidence that I had never seen before. She began
to hold herself in a more provocative way. Her posture
emphasized her large breasts. She allowed her skirt to ride
up her leg. I'm sure a couple of my friends sitting below us
used those opportunities to steal a look at her privates. I
think she knew what was going on, too. When she spotted
someone looking in the direction of her skirt, she non-
chalantly 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.
The highlight of the 'Kathy show' was when our team
score its only touchdown in the second half. Kathy began to
jump up and down as we cheered. Several people down below us
including some of my friends, starred in surprise as Kathy's
skirt floated high enough to expose her blond bush. To my
surprise, however, Kathy had shaved off all of her pubic
hair. I made a mental note to ask her about it, later. When
she had finally settled down from her bouncing I noticed
that her top had been overwhelmed by her large chest. One
of her nipples had become uncovered. I whispered to her
about it and she looked down. Rather than quickly fix her
top, Kathy took her time and slowly adjusted her top.
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 Kathy was be-
coming an exhibitionist.
The game came to an end with our team losing. It was
disappointing but we were here mainly for the company. We
headed back to the frat house. The undergraduate brothers
had hired a band for the after-game party and they were
already playing when we arrived at the house. We grabbed a
beer and headed for the dance floor. After downing my beer,
I grabbed Kathy for a dance. She giggled as we began to
gyrate to the beat. Kathy was careful to make no sudden
moves. She was aware that people were looking at her and
thought it better not to expose herself. She swayed to the
music and swung her arms in enough of a jerking motion to
impose on her top the extra burden of containing her jiggl-
ing breasts.
The next song was slow. I got a chance to hold
Kathy's luscious body close. The feeling of her breasts
mashing against me was making me hard. She smiled deviously
as she nudged her right knee into my crotch. She put her
head on my shoulder and whispered in 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 Kathy 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 Kathy's demand.
After our dance we went back for more beer. Before
we reached the bar, Jim was asking me if he could dance with
my wife. I looked at Kathy and said, "Its up to the lady."
Kathy said, "I'd love to, Jim." He whisked her off to the
dance floor as I headed for the bar. I got our drinks and
waited at the bar for Kathy to return. I watched Jim and
Kathy dance, and admired her body as I'm sure Jim was close
up. He seemed to looked at her chest more than her face. The
next song was slow and before Kathy could head back to meet
me, Jim had corralled her for the dance. He put his arms
around her waist and pulled her close. Kathy tried to remain
apart a respectable distance. Jim's clutches were putting a
strain on her back, however. Finally, Kathy gave in and let
Jim feel those magnificent breasts mashed against his body.
When the song was over, Jim reluctantly let Kathy
go. She joined me at the bar looking somewhat flustered. She
was obviously blushing. I asked her what was wrong. She told
me that she felt Jim get hard when dancing slow with him.
Before the end of the dance he began to grind it into her
stomach. I ask her if I should talk to him about it and she
quickly said no. I think she blamed it on the sexy clothes
she was wearing. Before Kathy could take a sip of beer, Dave
was requesting a dance. She told him she would after her
beer. He seemed impatient so Kathy hastily drank her beer.
Kathy's dance floor experience with Dave was similar
to Jim's. When she returned she was again blushing. It seems
that her dance with Dave had produced an even larger
erection. Kathy drank down another beer quickly. Either the
beer or the dancing or both were having a noticeable effect
on Kathy. She didn't act ******* but she appeared to be having
a very good time. She wasn't able to spend much time with
me. My friends kept her busy on the dance floor. I began to
notice that Kathy was getting cozier with her partners. Her
hips appeared to be doing as much grinding as the men were.
One of the undergraduates started a conversation with me and
I lost track of Kathy.
After about ten minutes, I found her again dancing
slow with a man I had never seen before. He must have been
an undergraduate. He had both hands on Kathy's bottom. I
could see that he was squeezing each globe. Surely, she was
aware of what the man was doing. I also noticed that she was
thrusting her pelvis against his leg. I decided it was time
to cut in. I 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. His reply was, "Go
away." Kathy heard me and whispered something into his ear.
Immediately, he separated and then backed away.
I poured myself into my smiling wife's arms. Kathy
hugged me tight. I said, "Looks like you two were getting a
little frisky." Kathy giggled and said, "These guy s are
just getting me worked up so that I'll wear you out,
tonight." I said, "Sounds great to me." Kathy cooed in my
ear, "I want to feel your hard cock rubbing against my
belly." Her boldness surprised me but my cock obeyed her
demand. She moaned as we both began grinding into each
other. Kathy was hot and she was getting me hot. She said,
"Lets leave and go the hotel." I said, "I'd love to but
we've got to go over to Stan's place." Kathy wined i n 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 someone to suck on my tits."
Her dirty language blew me away. She had never
talked that way before. I said, "I've never seen you so
worked up before, honey." Kathy replied, "You haven't been
the one out here on the dance floor listening to what the
guys want to do to me." I broke away and looked at her face.
She had a cloudy dazed look on her face. I asked, "What were
they saying?" Kathy said in a husky voice, "You know, they
want to have sex with me." I asked her to be specific. She
said, "One guy wanted to lick my pussy. Another told me he
had a 10 inch cock." Kathy shuddered slightly when she
mentioned the cock. She continued, "This last guy wanted me
to go up to his room here. If you hadn't cut in he may have
had his way with me, I'm so hot."
Before I could say anything, Stan was tapping my
shoulder and telling me that the group was heading to the
house. Kathy and I followed him outside where we met Jim and
Dave. We climbed into the car and headed for Stan's. On the
way we chatted about the weather and other trivial matters.
Kathy seem to calm down a bit. Jim and Dave were behaving
themselves. We were the last ones to arrive. Everyone seemed
anxious to see Kathy again. She had lost all of her shyness
and didn't seem phased that she was the only woman. I watch-
ed, with humor, the faces of my buddies as we walked up the
driveway. Kathy was out strutting in front of us walking as
if she was advertising her body.
When we had entered and sat down, Stan pulled me to
the side. He told me that he was running low on beer and
asked if I could go get some. I said sure without thinking.
I headed out into the night air and got into the car and
headed for the nearest store about half an hour away. It
suddenly dawned on me that I shouldn't leave Kathy alone in
her present state. I wouldn't put it past my friends to take
advantage of my wife. I circled the block and headed back to
the house. I parked down the block and walked through the
side yard and entered through the kitchen door. I heard
music coming from the main room where the part y was under-
way. I peaked through the door from the kitchen to the main
room. There was Kathy in the arms of Stan dancing to the
slow number. It occurred to me that, with the music in
Stan's control, all the songs would be slow.
fraternity brother of mine. I hadn't seen Stan since grad-
uation three years before. Stan was trying to get a group of
us together to meet for the first football game of the sea-
*******. 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 a
Stan's place.
I looked forward to the visit. I wanted to see my
buddies, but I also wanted my buddies to see my new bride
Kathy. 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 contin-
uously poked fun at my lack of experience and lack of women.
Well, since college I met Kathy. I'll never under-
stand why she was attracted to me. Of course, I *******
her with affection and devotion. She's 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. Kathy
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. I'm not just saying that because she is my wife.
Kathy 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
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 is
more.
I have tried to get Kathy to tell me her measure-
ments. She shyly tells me she doesn't know. I think she is
embarrassed for some reason. By my eye she measures 38DD-23-
36. I'm guessing at her waist and hips. I am certain about
her bust, however. I've sneaked looks at her underwear. You
may wonder why a fox like Kathy wouldn't be full of herself
or why she would marry a toad like me. I think it goes back
a few years. Until about two years ago, Kathy had been very
overweight. She also wore very thick glasses. After high
school she got a job as a secretary. One of her coworkers
helped her through a diet and exercise program. She also
had eye surgery to eliminate the need for glasses. The
result was as described above.
Lucky for me I met Kathy 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 decided to
stay that way until after the wedding. Kathy was never on
the pill and we decided that she would stay off it. 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 inter-
course. I want to do a little experimenting, but Kathy wants
to go slowly. I'm not in any hurry, anyway. As it is, Kathy
is a handful. Although shy and reserved, she 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 her large
breasts played with.
As I said, I was looking forward to showing off my
beautiful new wife to my friends. I thought it might be fun
if Kathy 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 Kathy was lukewarm to the
idea. The more I begged her and one night of passionate sex
changed her mind. The day before we left on the trip Kathy
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 was uneventful. We checked in to our
hotel late and went right to be bed, after a nice twenty
minute role in the sack. Kathy again teased me 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. We were to leave for
the game at noon. The game was at two. I got showered and
dressed first. I called two of my friends that I knew were
staying at the hotel and made plans to meet them in the
lobby. I told Kathy to meet me down there when she was ready.
I left Kathy in the shower and headed downstairs. I
met Jim and Dave in the lobby and we sat down and renewed
acquaintances. We talked about business and politics and
swapped a few recollections about the past. I learned that
Jim was married and Dave was still single. Jim said his wife
hadn't made the trip. Jim said that he thought that he and
Tom were the only married guys in our group. Before I had
a chance to tell Jim and Dave about Kathy, I notice that
something had their attention.
Jim said, "Would you look at the ears on that
rabbit." Dave offered, "Looks like a high priced ****** to
me." Before I could turn to see what they were talking about
Jim added, "I think she's coming our way." As I turned, I
saw Kathy approaching. I couldn't believe my eyes. Jim and
Dave just stared with their mouths open. We stood up as she
swayed sexily over to us. Kathy put her arm around me, gave
me a peck on the cheek and said, "Hi honey."
We couldn't stop staring at Kathy. Dave was right.
Kathy did look like a high priced ******. Her outfit con-
sisted 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 th e 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 Kathy's. In profile, the bottom
of her breasts could be seen between the laces. Only her
nipples and the outsides of her breasts were covered. Every
male eye in the place was checking out Kathy's breasts. She
knew it too and appeared to be enjoying the attention.
Kathy's skirt was white and came to mid thigh. The
hem was lace and just barely covered the tops of her stock-
ings. I smiled as I noticed Jim and Dave looking up and down
my sexy wife. Kathy whispered it my ear, "Billy, do you
think they like me?" I chuckled and whispered back, "Honey,
look at how there staring. I think they love you." Kathy
blushed. I added, "I bet they would give anything to get
into your panties." Kathy whispered a reply, "They can't.
I'm not wearing any." I shot a look at her of surprise and
she smiled deviously. She whispered, "Well, you wanted me to
be sexy. Tina, my friend, says nothings sexier than going
out without underwear." I whispered back, "You better be
careful or you will give every one a free shot. The way
you're dressed, these guys are not going to leave you
alone." Kathy gave me a puzzled look. She really was quite
naive.
I introduced Kathy to Jim and Dave. They couldn't
believe she was my wife. Kathy had to show them her wedding
ring with our engraved initials. Needless to say, they had
fallen in lust with Kathy and I couldn't have been prouder.
We headed for the game in our car. We took our seats in a
block that Stan had arranged for us. About ten of my buddies
showed up and not a one with wives or dates. Kathy was the
only female in our group and she was getting a lot of atten-
tion. As usual, nobody believed that she was my wife.
Despite Kathy's shyness, she warmed up to the group.
I think all the flattery helped. By the second half she
exuded a confidence that I had never seen before. She began
to hold herself in a more provocative way. Her posture
emphasized her large breasts. She allowed her skirt to ride
up her leg. I'm sure a couple of my friends sitting below us
used those opportunities to steal a look at her privates. I
think she knew what was going on, too. When she spotted
someone looking in the direction of her skirt, she non-
chalantly 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.
The highlight of the 'Kathy show' was when our team
score its only touchdown in the second half. Kathy began to
jump up and down as we cheered. Several people down below us
including some of my friends, starred in surprise as Kathy's
skirt floated high enough to expose her blond bush. To my
surprise, however, Kathy had shaved off all of her pubic
hair. I made a mental note to ask her about it, later. When
she had finally settled down from her bouncing I noticed
that her top had been overwhelmed by her large chest. One
of her nipples had become uncovered. I whispered to her
about it and she looked down. Rather than quickly fix her
top, Kathy took her time and slowly adjusted her top.
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 Kathy was be-
coming an exhibitionist.
The game came to an end with our team losing. It was
disappointing but we were here mainly for the company. We
headed back to the frat house. The undergraduate brothers
had hired a band for the after-game party and they were
already playing when we arrived at the house. We grabbed a
beer and headed for the dance floor. After downing my beer,
I grabbed Kathy for a dance. She giggled as we began to
gyrate to the beat. Kathy was careful to make no sudden
moves. She was aware that people were looking at her and
thought it better not to expose herself. She swayed to the
music and swung her arms in enough of a jerking motion to
impose on her top the extra burden of containing her jiggl-
ing breasts.
The next song was slow. I got a chance to hold
Kathy's luscious body close. The feeling of her breasts
mashing against me was making me hard. She smiled deviously
as she nudged her right knee into my crotch. She put her
head on my shoulder and whispered in 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 Kathy 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 Kathy's demand.
After our dance we went back for more beer. Before
we reached the bar, Jim was asking me if he could dance with
my wife. I looked at Kathy and said, "Its up to the lady."
Kathy said, "I'd love to, Jim." He whisked her off to the
dance floor as I headed for the bar. I got our drinks and
waited at the bar for Kathy to return. I watched Jim and
Kathy dance, and admired her body as I'm sure Jim was close
up. He seemed to looked at her chest more than her face. The
next song was slow and before Kathy could head back to meet
me, Jim had corralled her for the dance. He put his arms
around her waist and pulled her close. Kathy tried to remain
apart a respectable distance. Jim's clutches were putting a
strain on her back, however. Finally, Kathy gave in and let
Jim feel those magnificent breasts mashed against his body.
When the song was over, Jim reluctantly let Kathy
go. She joined me at the bar looking somewhat flustered. She
was obviously blushing. I asked her what was wrong. She told
me that she felt Jim get hard when dancing slow with him.
Before the end of the dance he began to grind it into her
stomach. I ask her if I should talk to him about it and she
quickly said no. I think she blamed it on the sexy clothes
she was wearing. Before Kathy could take a sip of beer, Dave
was requesting a dance. She told him she would after her
beer. He seemed impatient so Kathy hastily drank her beer.
Kathy's dance floor experience with Dave was similar
to Jim's. When she returned she was again blushing. It seems
that her dance with Dave had produced an even larger
erection. Kathy drank down another beer quickly. Either the
beer or the dancing or both were having a noticeable effect
on Kathy. She didn't act ******* but she appeared to be having
a very good time. She wasn't able to spend much time with
me. My friends kept her busy on the dance floor. I began to
notice that Kathy was getting cozier with her partners. Her
hips appeared to be doing as much grinding as the men were.
One of the undergraduates started a conversation with me and
I lost track of Kathy.
After about ten minutes, I found her again dancing
slow with a man I had never seen before. He must have been
an undergraduate. He had both hands on Kathy's bottom. I
could see that he was squeezing each globe. Surely, she was
aware of what the man was doing. I also noticed that she was
thrusting her pelvis against his leg. I decided it was time
to cut in. I 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. His reply was, "Go
away." Kathy heard me and whispered something into his ear.
Immediately, he separated and then backed away.
I poured myself into my smiling wife's arms. Kathy
hugged me tight. I said, "Looks like you two were getting a
little frisky." Kathy giggled and said, "These guy s are
just getting me worked up so that I'll wear you out,
tonight." I said, "Sounds great to me." Kathy cooed in my
ear, "I want to feel your hard cock rubbing against my
belly." Her boldness surprised me but my cock obeyed her
demand. She moaned as we both began grinding into each
other. Kathy was hot and she was getting me hot. She said,
"Lets leave and go the hotel." I said, "I'd love to but
we've got to go over to Stan's place." Kathy wined i n 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 someone to suck on my tits."
Her dirty language blew me away. She had never
talked that way before. I said, "I've never seen you so
worked up before, honey." Kathy replied, "You haven't been
the one out here on the dance floor listening to what the
guys want to do to me." I broke away and looked at her face.
She had a cloudy dazed look on her face. I asked, "What were
they saying?" Kathy said in a husky voice, "You know, they
want to have sex with me." I asked her to be specific. She
said, "One guy wanted to lick my pussy. Another told me he
had a 10 inch cock." Kathy shuddered slightly when she
mentioned the cock. She continued, "This last guy wanted me
to go up to his room here. If you hadn't cut in he may have
had his way with me, I'm so hot."
Before I could say anything, Stan was tapping my
shoulder and telling me that the group was heading to the
house. Kathy and I followed him outside where we met Jim and
Dave. We climbed into the car and headed for Stan's. On the
way we chatted about the weather and other trivial matters.
Kathy seem to calm down a bit. Jim and Dave were behaving
themselves. We were the last ones to arrive. Everyone seemed
anxious to see Kathy again. She had lost all of her shyness
and didn't seem phased that she was the only woman. I watch-
ed, with humor, the faces of my buddies as we walked up the
driveway. Kathy was out strutting in front of us walking as
if she was advertising her body.
When we had entered and sat down, Stan pulled me to
the side. He told me that he was running low on beer and
asked if I could go get some. I said sure without thinking.
I headed out into the night air and got into the car and
headed for the nearest store about half an hour away. It
suddenly dawned on me that I shouldn't leave Kathy alone in
her present state. I wouldn't put it past my friends to take
advantage of my wife. I circled the block and headed back to
the house. I parked down the block and walked through the
side yard and entered through the kitchen door. I heard
music coming from the main room where the part y was under-
way. I peaked through the door from the kitchen to the main
room. There was Kathy in the arms of Stan dancing to the
slow number. It occurred to me that, with the music in
Stan's control, all the songs would be slow.