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A Tale to Tell

By: docBlue



"I can't believe it happened myself!" I said to Jack in self-amazement. 

"If it really is true, aren't you worried that you're out here on the road and your wife's back home with perhaps even more opportunity to do it again?"

Jack was another computer techie like me, out on the road getting shit done for people who didn't have time or inclination to read the manuals.

"Sure, it crosses my mind, but it was very spontaneous and she said it only happened because I was there; she could never initiate something like that on her own."

"I don't know Greg. If it's true, I say she's back home fucking their brains out while you're away." Jack insisted. Then he turned to and called out, "Jeremy, you gotta hear this! But after you do, you're going to have to pick up someone at this bar to settle your wicky stick!" Jack laughed and invited Jeremy over. 

I'd met both Jack and Jeremy on the road a few years back. We became casual friends after crossing paths at hotels and conferences several times each year. Well actually, at the hotel bar in our off hours. We worked for different companies and on different hardware, but serviced many common companies and attended industry trade shows.

I'm not sure why I told Jack this recent story about Lisa, but I had felt bad for Jack, who was worried that his wife was fucking the lawn guy while he was away, and I'd had a few pints, so I figured I would commiserate with him. It strange how people like to put themselves in the same light as others. It's a common social behavior that makes people want to feel they're all in the same circumstance. I had always frowned upon it, yet here I was doing the same thing.

It was probably a stupid thing to do because I didn't know where this story would go; I could just see someone at some company pointing and whispering about me, 'Did you hear about Greg and his wife?' But I thought the better of it because Jack wouldn't appreciate that turnabout was fair play. Still, you never know where stories (or email and pictures) will end up going!

Jeremy, on the other hand, was normally a quiet guy around strangers. Around people he knew he was mainly rude. He generally referred to his ex-wife as, the bitch, and was more likely confused with the Unabomber. If he told anyone this story, they would think he fabricated it just to portray someone's wife as a wanton slut.

Now that I've characterized my wife that way, let me continue it as I recounted it to Jack and Jeremy over interruptions of: No shit! No fucking way? And other remarks of incredulity. The following is my tale to tell, as you will see. 

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"So there we were. It was a Saturday, about five weeks ago. My wife and I were caught up on our chores, a very rare occasion. At the same time, our children were over a friend's house at play and were to be away for five hours, another rare event. Then, like the perfect wave, everything lined up just the right way and the events started to snowball." 

"You called me over for this Jack?" Jeremy grumbled, "Sounds like an episode of Family Ties." He always was an impatient chap when he could be doing something more interesting. Most times, there was nothing more interesting than another beer at the hotel pub.

"Patience my boy!" Jack piped up, "This is worth the buildup - go ahead Gregory.

"Anyway, we weren't alone in the house because we had some contractors finishing our basement. They were a little behind their timeline ..."

"Just like your stupid ass company, Greg." Jeremy interrupted again (you can't prevent it so you just need to get used to it and move on).

"Right, so they were behind and had to work a Saturday to catch up. Now usually, the Mrs. is off doing chores, shopping, dealing with the kids or whatever it is that keeps us from having time together. This time, she wasn't. Most times, when she finally finds a few hours to enjoy she does two things. One is she eats and watches a movie, the other is that she finally gets around to thinking about us having sex."

"And this time?" Jack piped in to lead on our friend Jeremy.

"Well, this time she starts getting that look in her eye. She asks a few times when the contractors are leaving, but I tell her that they're planning being around until the kids get back home five hours later. I don't think much of it and realize I've lost my shot at some sex for at least a few weeks. Trying to salvage the dream, I say, "Well honey, the contractors are pretty much secluded in the basement. What say we sneak off to the bedroom awhile to take advantage of our privacy?"

"It's not privacy when there are two men in the basement." Lisa dissuaded me. 

"I meant because our children will be away from home for a few hours."

"I thought privacy meant just me and you?" She questioned.

"I know. I was only egging you on because I wish we could take advantage of the time." I winked.

"I know, I was actually thinking it would be a good time too!" Lisa giggled.

"You too? Damn." I sighed.

"Well look, we can still do something fun together in the meantime. We can't leave the house, so let's get some games out to keep us occupied." She volunteered.

Now I'm not much for idle games, but I figure I have to do something to keep my mind off the obvious.

"The obvious? Are you that pussy whipped or what?" Jeremy shook his head in macho disgust. 

"Take a gander at this." Jack showed Jeremy a picture I had taken of Lisa a few years back. She was playfully trying on a very tiny Corona Bikini-girl bikini and her obvious charms were apparent. Somehow she allowed me to snap the picture. I'd never showed it to anyone before, but started to keep it in my wallet.

"Hello? That's your wife?" Jeremy said a little too excitedly making some other patrons crane their necks to see the picture Jack was holding. "You must have a big one to get a woman like that. I can't see any other reason!" Jeremy laughed sarcastically.

"Yeah, I guess I do!" I figured that should shut him up some.

"She looks to be a thirty-four D-cup. I'd say twenty-six waist, thirty-five hips?" Jack guessed.

"Uh yeah, you nailed it! Pretty good Jack. Now give me back my picture."

Jack pulled his hand away. "No, no, I want to look at it as you tell the story again."

That was mistake number two in telling the story. Between the picture and the story, these guys were surely thinking about sex with my wife. Undeterred, and another pint later, I went on:

"So anyway, I have no idea what games she wants to play, so I let her pick. But after she starts taking out Monopoly and some others that are covered with dust, I think the better of it and say, "Let's just play cards or something simple."

"Okay, that sounds fine." Lisa goes into the closet and gets a deck of cards. 

We start to play an amalgamation of poker, rummy, blackjack, and some other simple games that we can remember and are having a good time of it. At this point Lisa mentions that it's pretty warm in the living room. So, I tug on her woolen socks and tell her that she would be about ten degrees cooler without the socks.

"Go ahead then, pull them off." Lisa smiles and wiggles her feet at me.

"No, let's do this the right way." I say. "If I win, I get to take them off."

"Ah, you want that kind of wager, huh?" Lisa laughs. "Good thing it's only socks with those two gentlemen working in the basement!"

Not believing she would actually play the game with them down there I say, "Ah, they'll be down there for hours, you could take your top off and they wouldn't even know."

"Okay then fella!" Lisa pushed her sock covered foot towards my face and looked at me with a devilish grin, "Go for the sock!" I started getting a woody just imagining her taking off some of her clothes with the contractors downstairs, but never took her seriously.

After I won the first game, I said, "You lose, I get the sock." So Lisa sticks her foot out and I pull it off very slowly. I am actually surprised at this point that she's even pretending to play the game. "Alright then, that's a good start, let's see what else goes."

"What else? You mean the other sock." She says with certainty.

"Actually I was thinking of making it more interesting. Like whoever wins gets to request their opponent remove an article of clothing."

"We'll see." She counters.

I'm pretty surprised by that but don't let on my excitement because she's been known to tease then suddenly back off when it gets to put up time. I won another game and remove the second sock. Another and she removed her ring. Another and she removed her necklace.

"You're running out of things to remove. Next time it's something a little more substantial!" I smile and nod approvingly. 

"I didn't know you were such a card shark?" Lisa returns a discerning stare.

"I never played for anything worthwhile until now." I reply.

Lisa won the next two games and I choose to remove my socks. Then I won again and said, "Time for truth or dare!" To my shock, Lisa pulled her top off, showing off her beautiful cleavage framed by a lacy white bra; a strap over each shoulder is responsible for holding her up her breasts. "Wow!" was all that came out of my mouth, but other parts of my body reacted even more.

As we played the next hand, some hammering noises come from the basement and I look down at Lisa's lacey bra and then up at her face. We both snapped back to the realization that there really are two men working in our basement and my wife is sitting in the living room in her bra. 

"Wow that was pretty bold Lisa. Thanks for the treat." I said expecting her to put her top back on.

"Rules are rules, Greg. I lost and this is the result."

"And you're planning on staying that way?" I said with a voice that crossed between unconvinced, yet challenging.

"You're the one who wanted the game to be more interesting!" Lisa equally challenged me.

Now she had me. I loved the game and the fact that she went through with it, but was I crazy enough to let her go on with the possibility of some guy coming up the basement steps and catching her in her state of undress? 

Now the safety net was gone, I had won the next hand. Lisa reached behind her back, unsnapped the clips and slowly let the straps of her bra fall from her shoulders. Her tits were now fully exposed. They looked beautiful to me and I reached across to touch. 

"Not until the game is over!" She slapped my hand and sat there teasingly.

It was surreal that she was sitting there topless, as the hammering continued in the basement. What would happen if one of contractors somehow made it up to the living room at this point? Could she, or would she, get her blouse back on in time? My only solace was that the stairway to the basement was at the end of the hallway that led into the living room, so they would have to come through the door and then cross twelve feet of hallway before emerging into our living room.

Suddenly I was about to find out because I could hear footsteps coming up the basement steps. Lisa just said, "Hit me" and I handed her two more cards. She won. 

"Well, what's coming off?" I sat there stunned because she didn't move for cover though we both could hear the basement door creaking open. 

She looked at my nervous expression, "Okay, new rule. The winner can choose to put clothing back on OR ask their opponent to remove something." A stroke of genius on her part to bail me out, but I was thinking the contractor was going to be appearing out of the hallway at any moment; my wife still topless. 

Lisa quickly slipped her top back on knowing there was no time to replace her bra. Moments later, we heard the clanking of a toolbox and realized with relief that the contractor was still at the end of the hall. My face was red, but Lisa's chest and neck were red too knowing she really pushed the envelope with her teasing.

While we were composing ourselves, relieved by her choice, one of the men suddenly walked through our living room on his way to retrieve something from his truck. "Good timing there." I said I took a deep breath.

"Yeah, this time!" She opened her mouth in mocked surprise and raised her eyebrows teasingly, watching my reaction of disbelief.

The contractor came back through door, but this time noticed Lisa as she faced his direction. She filled her blouse brilliantly and if he took even five seconds to focus, it was obvious she was bare underneath her top. I could not help staring. Dobry, the contractor, couldn't help notice either.

He stopped to chat for a moment or two, as was his habit, when I saw his eyes scan the scene with a little more attention. I'm not sure if he picked up on what was going on, but there were cards on the table and Lisa and I were in t-shirts and shorts. Lisa's protruding nipples made her breasts look delicious. I knew the situation was the cause. 

The other hint was the white garment at the side of the coffee table. Dobry focused on it, then at Lisa's chest. His eyebrows rose up and he mumbled something about getting back to work downstairs. No sooner that he was gone, Gerik, his partner, came up the stairs to ask for some water. 

"Sorry to bother you, but we left our water out in the truck and now it's warm. Can we bother you for some cold water?"

Now I wasn't sure what to do at this point and neither was Lisa. Gerik was looking from the bra to Lisa's nipple raised blouse now too. Did Dobry send him up to take a look? I wasn't sure if I should get their water, leaving Lisa alone in the room with Gerik and his obvious gaze, or if Lisa should get up and which might make her charms even more noticeable. At this point though, I was really excited by the entire situation and reacted much differently to this situation than either Lisa or I was accustomed. "Lisa, do you mind?"

She stared at me, tilted her head down a bit and rolled her eyes up at me as if to say, "Are you sure about that?"

I winked my okay.

She leaned forward as she rose from her seat and her breasts noticeably hung down into her blouse. She looked at us staring, straightened up and, incredibly, stretched her shoulders back causing her blouse to stretch tightly across her breasts. Although the move was very casual and normal, without her bra on it came across as "Let me show you my tits." 

Gerik did little to hide his gaze, even with me in the room. As Lisa walked to the kitchen I realized that her shorts were pulled up higher across her bottom and her wiggle seemed more pronounced. Gerik happily followed her into the kitchen. I'm not sure if it took longer than I anticipated because of my anticipation or because Lisa was away longer than it would normally take for her to get some water. 

She came back into the room holding three glasses and leaned down to let me take one from her hands. Again her breasts hung down, her nipples now pointing toward the floor. The bottom of her shirt flared away from her tummy. I think if someone were standing behind her, they might get a glimpse of her breasts peeking from under her shirt. She turned just the top of her body toward Gerik reaching to hand him the other glass. That made her shirt stretch across her breasts again. I heard her nervous giggle, which happened whenever she was flirting. 

"There you go. That should cool you both off." She said with an obvious double entendre. After a pause, Gerik and I quickly downed half of our water before Lisa said. "How's it coming along down there?" 

She was looking right at the erection pushing at my shorts and I took that a double entendre as well. Gerik understood she meant the work in the basement.

"Okay, I guess. You want to see?" Gerik interrupted. He was quite excited either for his work or his audience. I think the latter.

"We have to take your friend his water anyway, so let's see what you've done." Lisa quickly volunteered. 

I had never seen her act this way before, but I liked the sudden change; it was exciting. We went down the stairs and somewhere along the way Lisa held the cold glass of water to her chest (coincidence?) pretending to keep it from spilling. A three inch circle on her shirt, nothing too overt, was wet and clearly showing some bare skin behind it. The patch was at the top of her cleavage. It absolutely hinted at a wet T-shirt and I'm sure all of our imaginations hoped she spilled the glass over more of it.

As she pulled the glass away and reached out to Dobry, she looked down at the wet area."Oh, now look what I did!" She said chiding herself. And we were happy to oblige. Lisa brushed at it, and then pulled the shirt away from her skin a bit causing her breasts to move so that it was even more obvious she wore no bra. With all eyes on her chest and actions, she went on as if it wasn't there.

"Thank you ... for the water." I'm sure Dobry said it that way intentionally. Then he and Gerik began to show how they had laid out the new ceiling. Lisa, looking up, didn't notice the two of them staring right at her chest. They moved around the room and showed her the frame for the wall that would separate the basement from the furnace area. As Lisa knelt, leaned, and turned first this way, then that way, her breasts moved sexily. Between the spills and the way her breasts moved behind her shirt she had our complete attention.

After we went up the stairs, I turned back to close the door and heard Gerik tell Dobry that he had to wait a minute before going back to work so that his pecker wouldn't get caught in the equipment. "Damn, did you see those teeets?" Gerik asked Dobry in his heavy accent.

Following Lisa back into the living room I blurted out, "Well, that was interesting! I think I have a permanent hard on. I'm sure they have the same problem. Since when did you have the courage to do that?"

"Do what?" She teased. Then she giggled and left it at that.

"Well, then I think you should take me up on that initial invitation to the bedroom." I decided that she was too hot and what the hell if those guys were downstairs, things were pretty exciting because of it.

"We have to finish our game first." Lisa laughed devilishly. I knew Lisa was particularly horny. I'm not sure what got into her, but I was very excited I wasn't thinking clearly.

"All right then! Let's get to it!"

After a quick hand, this time Rummy, Lisa lost her shorts. Another and there went her panties. Now she was bottomless. I took a peek under the table and her pussy glistened. I reached my foot under the table and brushed my big toe against her pussy. She was so wet it covered the tip of my toe. Lisa leaned her head back as if to let me get her off with my toe, but took a deep breath, tapped away my foot, and dealt the cards again.

Lisa won the next hand and decided to leave me clothed and put her shorts on, sans panties. "Nobody said what order the clothes had to come off." She cooed.

"I think it's sexier that way."

"You're just afraid we'll get caught." She countered.

"And you're not?" I said in surprise.

"Nope." Lisa face was flush and her eyes had a wild look in them.

"I'm starting to believe that." I said nodding slowly. 

Lisa raised her knees up higher so that her entire bottom was facing me. I moved my toes around the loose edges of the shorts and pushed the material toward middle revealing the hairs of her crotch.

As I was sliding my toes back under her shorts, we could hear the basement door open again. Gerik and Dobry's steps were a little faster this time so there was no time for Lisa to adjust her shorts. They walked into the living room a few moments later and told us they were taking a break and would be back in an hour. They both paused, probably trying to get another peek at Lisa, saw us holding the cards, then decided to tell us what card games they played in their homeland. We didn't ask, but it was obvious they were hoping to see more of her. 


A Tale to Tell: The Cape



I'm not sure if it was the actually incidence, or the telling of the event that excited me most. Lisa had put on quite a display for the contractors that were working our basement. Every time I relive that episode in my mind, it gives me an erection ( see "A Tale to Tell").

The thought of her being admired by other men (and even by women) in either a scant outfit or a sexy flash, drove me to ask Lisa to do it again, and again. I could tell from the way she paraded herself in front of the contractors, wearing just a t-shirt, cotton shorts, and nothing underneath, that she really got off doing it. The sex after they left was very hot for both of us!

It was also obvious that Lisa would not do anything around people she might meet again or get to know. Yes - anonymity was a key to the situation if I was ever to get her to repeat her performance. Lisa would never dress the way she did that day, sans panties and bra, in front friends or frequent guests at home, even when the situation was tempting. 

Lisa being discrete was actually fine with me because I really didn't want anyone making a play at her. A number of my fantasies centered on watching my wife's beautiful form in the throws of sex. In a way observing Lisa is no different from watching porn, except I personally know the actress! In reality, I liked that Lisa would exhibit herself this way for me. The sex afterwards was always great. 

It wasn't an easy task getting Lisa in a place or state where she would be able to enjoy some playful exhibitionism. She wouldn't dare do this when the children were home and then there was the problem of being seen by the neighbors, or the community in general. Lisa just didn't want any complications. Actually, it made me wonder how those Internet maidens are able to go about their daily lives?

Not expecting another situation like what happened with the contractors any time soon, we found another way to play Lisa. We started taking more vacations and going to places where Lisa would feel comfortable to show-off some of her assets!

Lisa's next display came about during a weekend in Cape Cod, Massachusetts. We took time to go there after a business trip to Boston. I took the family to the home of a good friend I knew living near Plymouth. They had children about the same age as ours. We thought it would be a good situation for all of us to enjoy a weekend away from home.

On Saturday morning Lisa and I drove to Truro, a sliver of land situated between the Atlantic Ocean and Cape Cod bay, close to the tip of the Cape. We selected a cottage, rather than a hotel room. It would make us feel more at home and I knew it would allow Lisa to relax. Not to mention that with the kids staying with our friends, I could convince her to wear a lot less than she usually does! 

The realtor said that normally we couldn't move in until two p.m., but nobody had rented the house the previous week, so we could move in once the cleaning people were finished.

Within an hour of our arrival we were changing into our swimsuits in preparation for a trip to the beach. It was about eleven in the morning. Lisa was in front of a bedroom window, facing some thickets on the side of the property. Her top was completely exposed as she wiggled her suit up over her hips. The blinds on the window were down, but turned open, so that anyone could see in between those white parallels. 

Lisa was just pulling up her bathing suit, when an older gentleman, I'd say in his early sixties, walked directly by our bedroom window. The guy glanced up at the window, but appeared to have missed seeing her. He must have been blinded by the reflection of sunlight off the glass, or maybe just too focused on his task, because he just walked on.

At first, I was wondering what the hell this guy was doing so close to the house. But after hearing some garbage cans clanging near by, I figured that either the cleaning service had forgotten something or it was the owner checking in on his property. Lisa remained topless by the window, looking dumfounded by this situation, as the older man went about his business. 

"Oh my God, did you just see that!" She exclaimed. "I'd better get this on."

"No, don't." I quickly said, my erection rising just as quickly.

"Wow! You really enjoy when this happens, don't you Greg?" She looked at me with very sexy eyes, pulled the suit back down off her hips and let it drop to her feet.

Seeing her by that window, with her beautiful body exposed, and knowing the guy was just outside made me want to cum right then and there. 

I walked over to Lisa and kissed her passionately as my hands roamed her full round breasts. The walkway next to the house was all gravel. When I heard the approaching footsteps, I maneuvered our bodies so that Lisa was facing the window. She understood what I was trying to do, and didn't resist my direction.

I moved her long dark hair to the side, kissed the back of her neck, and let my hands slide down along her curvy sides. My erection was pressing against the top of her derriere. Lisa was now standing fully naked, for anyone to see, should they be looking at the large window. 

We watched the guy walk right past the window, not more than three feet away. He never looked up! Either he was a puritan who didn't want to see what the "renters" were doing or he was just focused on his work. Either way, both Lisa were very hot at this point. I leaned her forward until her hands braced the window frame and kneeled behind her to give her the tongue-lashing she deserved! 

A minute later she was moaning in a way that would surely have turned the man's face toward the window if he were still outside. After a major shudder throughout her body. I completed the act by sliding my now throbbing, longer than usual, cock inside her until I came a few thrusts later.

"Gee Lisa, I can't believe we already did that and we haven't been here an hour yet. I hope I can keep up with you at this pace!" At forty-six years of age, my sexual recovery remains a little behind hers. "I have the feeling that old guy is not going to get through this weekend without witnessing something that will either make him feel young, or get us kicked out of the house!" 

"I don't think he saw a thing." Lisa laughed. "He must be nearsighted!"

We both moved away from the window to retrieve our clothes. As we dressed we talked about what we wanted to do and decided to go down to the beach. We packed some towels, left the cottage, and made our way to the beach. 

We drove to a small beach on the ocean side of the town, and parked in a small lot. At the end of the lot, on the Ocean side, the dunes rose high and cut off the view of the water. There was a small pathway, about ten feet wide, cutting through the dunes to the beach. On the other side of the opening there was a breathtaking view of the Atlantic Ocean. The beach was about forty feet below so it was a high vantage point. A path cut diagonally across the dune, giving access to the beach. The few that were on the beach were in the waves indicating the water temperature was reasonable for this part of the Cape. 

We sat on the beach for a while, allowing our eyes to enjoy the view. After we had sat long enough we decided to get our blood flowing again, got up and threw a Frisbee around. We were having fun running into the water to catch the disk, but the water was too cold for me. Lisa is somehow impervious to cold or hot water and can thrive in water that I need to ease my body into. 

Always the one to make me feel a little like a wimp, Lisa waded in and yelled back to me, "The water is nice!" 

"Good, then you stay in there." I said with a shiver in my voice and threw her the Frisbee to her.

She threw it back from the water, but it didn't quite reach me and was about to wash back to her. We both ran after the Frisbee and met in the middle. I stopped to admire her figure and leaned forward to kiss her. "You are a hot wife, there's no doubt!" I teased her.

She posed a little in response to that comment exaggerating her figure, which needed no help. As she did, I slipped a strap off one shoulder, ran back to our bag, grabbed the camera, and took a quick photo. "Wait here just like that!" "Why?"

"I just have to have this shot." I begged Lisa because she's normally camera shy especially when she was showing this much skin. She broke the stance, but posed again when I held up the camera. I could just imagine the comments if I showed this picture in the office! 

At five foot three, Lisa is full figured, not at all heavy. She has curves in all the right places. Her suit, which we purchased just for this trip, was a one-piece, something she preferred, but I would have opted for a bikini. However, this one rose high on the hips, low in the back, except for a tie across the back, and opened in front from just below the bust to just about two inches above her pubic hair, broken by two horizontal strips of material. She was my Sport Illustrated model posing for me!

I noticed that there weren't very many people left on the beach. I looked up and found as few people at the top of the dune as there were down on the beach. The sun was setting in the west and the dunes now shaded the sand. All the sun worshippers had gone to their cars while we were playing with the Frisbee.

"Should we go?" Lisa asked.

"Let's throw a few more. I'm enjoying the little remaining sun that we have."

Lisa headed back to the water and suddenly reached for her shoulder strap, which I had slid off her shoulder for the photo.

"No, leave that alone." I called to her.

"Okay, but there's not much holding this on." She said as she adjusted the one breast below the strapless shoulder. 

"All the better then! Maybe the other one too?" I could feel myself getting worked up again.

Lisa looked back at me, smiled, and slipped off the second strap.

I have to say, her ample chest held the material up pretty well. As we threw and caught the Frisbee, I could see the suit sliding down her chest more. Lisa reached her hands to her sides to adjust it a few times. I was enjoying the suggestion of it sliding down.

I had just noticed that the tide was coming in when a wave rose up behind Lisa. Her top was already down about as low as I'd seen it since she dropped the straps when another wave came in and pushed her forward hard. She leaned forward to recover her balance, when the surge of water pulled back and down hard, taking her top down with it. Her breasts hung free for a few moments while she struggled to get up. 

She stood up, focused only on getting back onto her feet, when I suddenly realized I was looking at her nipples. It did not take Lisa long to grasp what she was showing and quickly pulled up her top, much too fast for my liking. Even from twenty feet away I could see her blushing.

I turned to see who on the beach might have caught her flash. Most of the people were further up the beach and nobody seemed to have caught the action. 

"Well, they certainly got a nice show that time!" Lisa called to me as she looked up toward the landing at the top of the dune. I turned to look up as well and saw about six guys at the landing, one was clapping and one other was giving his friend a high five. "Guess you're right. You made some people very happy Lisa!"

"All those guys just saw my tits, Greg." 

"Yeah, that was great!" I laughed and headed toward her and pointing down to my bulging suit. "I'm going to have to join you in the cold water, so I don't point all the way home." 

Lisa was little surprised at my indifference to her public display. "You didn't mind that I dropped my top with those guys watching up there?"

"Not really. You look great and it's excites me for some reason. Why - would you want to drop it again?"

"Amazing. Before this year I wouldn't have believed you'd be okay with me being on display."

"Things change. Go ahead if you want to."

"No - I don't want to be too overt."

"You're right, being nude in the window before was much more subtle." I laughed.

"But that was inside our rental." She reasoned out loud.

"So, then what was that little show with the contractors that time?" I asked, trying to make a point.

"I wasn't topless." Lisa has a woman's way of rationalizing things. 

I knew I was about to lose the moment, so I tried another angle. "Well are you going to be overt?"

"We'll see". She smiled teasingly.

I got my answer about five minutes later when we got to our towels on the beach. Lisa picked up a day shirt and looked up at the landing. I followed her eyes. The four guys remaining pretended to look away after a moment. Lisa shed her straps and then pulled down the top of her suit. She quickly draped the shirt over her bare top, but there was clearly enough time for me and whomever else was looking this way to get a good view. She continued by pulling the bathing suit down off her hips. The long shirt hid her bottom as she slipped off the suit then slipped some cotton shorts up her legs and into place.

When we climbed back up the dune, some of the guys we saw were still milling around a van. They were all about college age and enjoyed looking at Lisa in her cotton shirt and shorts. I could see the stares and one of them subtly point to her as he whispered to his friend, no doubt telling him that Lisa was the one whose tits were exposed down on the beach. One of the guys actually said, "Hi." Lisa smiled and seemed to enjoy the attention.

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The sun was a lot brighter and the air much warmer when we got back to the house. I took a fast look around the side of the house, to see the where the trash area was in relationship to the window. I found a small shed with a note on top:

Garbage goes out every Fri. & Tues, recycles every Mon. 

The property sloped down from the front of the house so that the rear deck, even though it was at first floor level, was actually eight feet above the ground at that point. There was a set of steps coming down from the edge of the deck, which extended beyond the width of the house. Under the deck, and next to the steps, was an outdoor shower. It was made from the same material as the deck, and had a simple vinyl curtain across the entrance. I looked in and turned on the water. It worked just fine. Strange place for a shower, but my mind was now working in overtime.

I turned away from the shower. Looking up I could see the back portion of the house next door and some of the yard, about two hundred feet away. There was very small deck on the second floor of the house, just above what looked to be an alcove of some sort jutting out from the bottom floor. I went back inside to tell Lisa what I had found.

"Greg, it looks like that older man we saw earlier is our neighbor." Lisa said as I walked into the living room.

"Oh, how do you know that? Did he leave a note saying, "Nice show"?

"No, but there is a note here that says if there are any questions about the house, please call Fred -- or just knock on the door at Thirty-Two -- the white house on the left."

I looked out the window to the left. It was the same house I noticed just before I came back into the cottage. "Fred." I mumbled sarcastically "Does Wilma live there too? I actually dug on Betty when I was a young man."

"Right, you dug on a cartoon character? I always knew you were strange!"

"Hey, what do you want from a ten year old?" I countered. "Actually, she probably influenced my type of woman, a curvy brunette like you."

"Anyway," Lisa shook her head at the subject matter. "I guess he takes care of the place for the owner." 

"Lucky Fred. I wonder if he gets paid?" 

"Maybe he's just being a good neighbor. Not everyone does things just for money." Lisa suggested.

"Everybody does something for something" I insisted. "I think I know why Fred does this."

"You're thinking of the window? But he didn't even look up." Lisa's interest had perked up. She loves gossipy stuff like this. 

"He missed seeing you because he probably didn't expect it. People don't see what they don't expect. There is something he does expect." I left Lisa hanging on that thought.

"What are you talking about?" She suddenly burst out when I didn't continue.

"There's an outdoor shower on the side of the house under that back deck."

"Really? I love those things!" Lisa missed my hint.

"But from this outdoor shower you can see a little decking on the back of Fred's house. I'm sure the view is nice. And I'm sure he's seen more than a few renters."

"I'm sure they were aware and covered up if they saw someone up there." Lisa countered.

"Sure, but even with towels and robes it would be good enough for someone his age!"

"This house is too pricey to rent. I'm sure he doesn't get a lot of young co-eds running around naked out there." Lisa paused. "Isn't that where your mind is?"

"Not really." I said as I stared off into space. My mind was visualizing an image of Lisa in that shower while I looked on from Fred's deck.

Just then, my eye noticed someone milling about by Fred's house. Lisa's back was to the same front window so she didn't see. I wondered if he had really seen us before or not.

"Let's try it out!" I suddenly said as I grabbed a towel. I threw Lisa a towel too, then thought better of it and took it back and threw her swimsuit. "You'll get the towel later."

"Yeah, when? After I come out of the shower?" She sensed where this was going.

"You go ahead; I'm going to check the mail."

"What? We don't get mail here, Greg."

"I know that." I said looking over toward the other house. 

I figured having Lisa wander out in her swimsuit would get some notice. Unless Fred was gay, he'd notice Lisa fills her suit very well. .

Lisa followed me, still asking for her towel. Fred started over toward us as I opened the mailbox. Probably wondering why we were looking for mail in the owner's box. There actually was mail in the box. As I took the mail out, Fred approached. He was a busy bee neighbor it seemed.

"Can I help with that?" He called over to us as he approached. "That's the owner's mail," he said suspiciously.

"We know. We just figured we'd bring in into the house." I answered. "Who are you?" I said as I held the mail away from him to show that it wasn't his either.

"I take care of the house for Jack." Fred's eyes turned toward Lisa after looking me over. He wiped his brow and cleared his throat. I'm not sure if his reaction was because of her or not. 

"Don't worry about anything like that." His demeanor turned friendly. "I take in the mail, take out the garbage. Oh yeah, and if anything needs fixing, call me first. Some of the locals will take advantage of the renters."

I put out my hand. "Nice to meet you Fred." 

"Oh yes, sorry, nice to meet you too." He realized his first introduction was a little unfriendly. "Sorry I was a bit brusque, but I didn't realize you were staying at the house. So many renters come through."

"No problem. You're a good neighbor to look out for Jack. By the way, this is my wife, Lisa." She held out her hand to him and he shook hers as well, trying desperately to look at her eyes only.

"Pleasure to meet you, Mam!" 

"You too Fred." Lisa returned the smile and he was captivated. She has that aura.

Fred was in good shape for his age. A little weathered as if he spent a good deal of time outdoors, but he was thick boned. I'm sure nobody started trouble with him in his day. 

"Yes." I continued. "I'm sure you sometimes have difficult renters. Hope not to bother you anymore."

"No bother at all." He said as he zoomed in on Lisa's now rising nipples. She crossed her arms over her chest in response.

"And really, if you have any questions about the house, feel free to tap on the door. I'm out and about most of the day fixing and gardening. These seashore homes need some caring."




A Tale to Tell: The Cape



Just before we parted, I handed Lisa's towel back to her. "You go first." 

It didn't sound as overt as it seemed and Fred didn't seem interested. Lisa headed back toward the house. I walked more slowly with Fred and handed him the mail that was still in my hand. At the point where Lisa was about ten feet away from the house and Fred was about five feet away from me I called out to Lisa, "It's around that side!" 

I pointed to the side of the house where the outdoor shower stood. I took a quick peek over at Fred who looked up towards Lisa.

"Thanks." Lisa cheerily answered. "I'll catch'ya in a few minutes."

I went into the house and watched from the front window to see where Fred located himself. He puttered around the front for a while before heading to the back yard. 

I wasn't sure if Fred could position himself for a view without being obvious. Lisa was in for less than a minute when she opened the curtain some and hung up her towel on the hook next to it. 

"Greg?" She called out. "Are you out there. Can you bring some shampoo for me?" 

I came out to see a Fred in his yard with his back to the cottage. He either was trying to be inconspicuous or was just relaxing in his yard at a very "convenient" time.

I brought the shampoo to Lisa, rather noisily tramping over the gravel. I pulled the vinyl curtain back a few inches more to enjoy the view. 

"You look great!" I couldn't help but tell her. 

I looked around the shower stall. It was wooden and there was some space between the slats. Enough so it felt like you were outside, but in reality, nobody could see into the stall without being very close. The height of the stall was just above Lisa's head and the bottom was about a foot off the ground; just enough to see if someone was inside or not.

"So honey, look over to the left about thirty degrees." I stepped back.

Lisa pulled the curtain over, so that her head and right shoulder were showing, and looked up to place I identified. I didn't look back so as not to make it to obvious.

"Is that him?" She verified with me.

"Sure is. I think he's lining up his view." 

"He's not even looking this way."

"That might be true right now, but it's a pretty amazing coincidence that he ended up there when you went into the outdoor shower!"

"Well then, want me to find out for you?" She suggested.

"Sure, but let's do it slowly, okay?" I winked.

I left the curtain open about a foot. Then I returned up the walkway and made some harsh stepping noises along the gravel. I could see, peripherally, Fred turn in my direction but he didn't look up. I walked over by a shed that hid me from Fred's view and still let me look back towards Lisa.

I could see Lisa's skin come into view a few times, just a hint of hip, and the side of her breast. Being a voyeur was fun. I was wondering if Fred was checking this out from his vantage point too. A minute later Lisa opened the curtain more and leaned outside the shower to hang up her swimsuit, her back to us. As she did, the upper left half of her body came out of the stall; the curtain covered her from the hips down. I could clearly see her long naked back, and the side of her left breast.

A few minutes later the water stopped and Lisa opened the curtain a little more. Now it was open about three feet. This time she reached out for her towel, the right side of her nude body was on display. Her pussy remained hidden from view, but her right leg, hip, abs, and right nipple (now hard from the water) were clearly in view. I was getting a major erection. Then I remembered Fred. I peeked around the shed to see that he was sitting sideways on his chair and peeking her way.

Lisa pulled the towel around her body and opened the curtain. The towel was suggestively low across her ample chest. She turned to go up the steps to the deck. Her towel was not far below her rear end, seeming to show more leg as she went up more steps. She pulled at the gate at the top, but it didn't open. She turned and came back down, then started up the gravel path. If Fred wasn't already looking, the noise of Lisa's footsteps on the gravel path would certainly get Fred's attention. I moved over toward the front door as Lisa came around the front of the house in her towel. She was in pretty plain view of the few houses around us.

"Hey, isn't there a shortcut to get back into the house? It seems strange that you have to walk around to the front of the house after a shower?" She called to me so that Fred could hear.

"Let's see."

"Can I change first?"

"No." I laughed again and we went around to the side. By now Lisa knew that I was intended to parade her a bit more.

Fred must've thought the show was over because he came around to the front of his house as we were heading back toward the gravel path beside our rental. I think he was a little surprised when our eyes met.

I moved up the steps that led to the gate. The gate had a strange lock on it. At first I wasn't sure what I was looking at, but in short order I had it figured out. Now I was thinking I'd have some fun. "Wait here a second."

"Why?" Lisa asked now wondering what was going on.

I didn't answer as I walked back up the path a bit and called to Fred. I turned back to Lisa laughing and she shook her head in disbelief, but smiled.

"Hello, Fred? Are you still out there?"

"You calling for me Mr. Uh ..." Fred came into view

"Fred, just call me Greg. I can't open this lock on the gate. Could you give me a hand?"

"Sure." Fred came wandering down the path. 

Halfway there he suddenly paused as Lisa came into view. I'm sure Fred didn't expect that she'd be there, no less in only her towel.

"She wanted to go in through the back. I'm sure they didn't intend for people to wander out front after using the shower stall." I said innocently enough.

"That could be a little embarrassing". Lisa added.

"No, you shouldn't have to do that." His eyebrows and chest rose as he looked at Lisa. Fred reached over the top of the gate, which was only about three feet high and flicked the rod up. "Here you go."

Fred was opening the gate, when I tugged at Lisa's towel, hard enough that she had to hang on to it. She didn't have time to pull it up before Fred turned back to us. Quite a bit of cleavage was showing now, as was some hip.

"If you keep it up, like this." Fred said pointing at the little iron nub sticking straight out of the lock now. "She'll stay open". 

I grinned at his choice of words and looked at Lisa until he realized his choice of words a moment later. The low hanging towel showed not only Lisa's cleavage but also the outside curves of her tits. This was driving me over the edge.

Fred cleared his throat while trying not to stare. "Uh-hum."

"Great. Thanks!" I said before continuing to surprise them both. "Hey Lis, I never unlocked the back door, let me go do that so you can get in." I turned and went down the steps and up the path a few steps before turning back at the sound of their voices.

"Ah-hum." Fred's voice cleared again. "I best head back too."

"Wait, just in case my husband's not here and this happens again, let me make sure I know how this works." Now Lisa was teasing me by not letting Fred get away. I turned and stopped to watch Lisa, who was holding up her hand, signaling me to wait.

"So, I need to reach over like this?" Lisa asked as she leaned forward, her chest barely covered by the towel. Fred wasn't even trying to look away at this point.

"And then I hold this part down while I pull this piece up? The side of her towel parted, her entire right hip to come into view. 

"Uh yeah." Fred leaned back and looked down to admire her. 

"Thanks!" Lisa said cheerily.

They both turned back to see me still halfway up the path. Fred didn't realize I was still there, cleared his throat, and quickly came down the steps. 

"Greg, never mind," Lisa called. "I'll just go through the front this time. I notice her wink at the last moment.

"Okay, come on down then." I furrowed my forehead, feigning impatience. 

Fred had half turned as he reached me. Lisa turned to close the gate and subtly stuck her towel into the gate as she did.

She turned and the towel pulled away from her chest. By the second step it pulled away from her hips. By the next step it dropped to the steps. It was like slow motion to Fred and I.

"What the?" Lisa took one more step down and feigned surprise at losing her towel. There was Lisa, completely nude, one arm pirouetted in the air and looking down at herself as if thinking, "Where'd my towel go?

She looked up at us and scrunched forward in an attempt to cover herself.

Fred's mouth was literally open, his eyes wide.

"Oh no!" Lisa cried out and turned to retrieve the towel.

She's not going to I remember thinking before she did.

Lisa turned and leaned over to pick up the towel, her round ass framing the entrance to her warmth. Her pussy lips were swelled so her sex was very visible, a tight line closing the entrance. She must've stayed like that for five seconds pretending to fumble the towel.

"Uh, Lisa?" I began to mumble. I wanted to fuck her right there and then, and I'm sure the impression would stay with Fred for years!

The towel fell from the steps with some help from Lisa and she turned trying to show frustration, which she couldn't hold and it turned to laughter. 

"Do you believe this?" She exclaimed throwing her arms up and down again, causing her tits to shake.

I ran to pick up the towel. Her head was in her hands feigning disbelief but her body was fully uncovered while I retrieved the towel. I looked up at Fred who was still watching as if in shock. 

His eyes started to scan up and down Lisa's body. Despite his age, his pants bulged out quite a bit. Fred was packing!

"I can't believe what just happened?" I said as I wrapped Lisa in the towel.

"Oh my. I'm sorry." Fred was almost apologizing for not looking away. "I was just so surprised that I."

"It's not your fault Fred." I assured him before he finished. "It's just ...". I didn't finish as I extended my hand toward Lisa. 

He shook his head and quickly headed back up the path. "Sorry m'am".

We headed for the front door as well.

"Lisa, that was so hot! Very sexy shower! And then! I can't believe you did that!" I gasped once we were inside.

"Well you've been trying to get me to drop my clothes since we went to the beach. Happy now?" 

"Very!" I smiled and slowly slid the towel away from her body. I slid my arms down over her chest, pushed my mouth against hers, and let my hands run down along her hips.

"Can you pick up your towel please?" I said sarcastically. Lisa did, but didn't straighten up at all this time. I placed my hand around her hips. Moments later I plunged my aching erection into her for the second time that day.

docblue 4/07



A Tale to Tell: Waikiki



Beginning with the day my wife played strip poker with me, while the contractors worked in our basement (see "A Tale to Tell"), Lisa has shown a zest for exhibitionism.  It's not something she commonly does just anywhere. That was the first time. Since then, however, she has been very amenable whenever the situation lends itself. I'm not sure if it's the possibility of being caught or the rush of actually being seen that gets her so excited. I certainly know how excited I get after one of her performances.

Although she was able to whip some clothes back just as the contractors came up the stairs, they fell over themselves looking at her bra less t-shirt and trying to steal a peak of her crotch as she sat panty-less in her baggy cotton shorts.  The idea of Lisa being half undressed around other men turned me on and has spiced up our sex life. After one her shows, I get to do what the others were thinking: ravish my wife. Lisa gets very turned on during these exhibitions, and seems to enjoy sex with me more than ever.

Lisa showed her exhibitionist tendencies again when we rented a cottage in Cape Cod, Massachusetts, when she used an outdoor shower stall at the cottage to tease the caretaker (see "A Tale to Tell – At the Cape"). That was the first time she was actually nude in front of someone other than myself, or at least that I know of!

Lisa works part time. Her job is flexible and allows her to go with me on some of my business travels. I work for a company that tends to computer hardware at large corporations. The travel takes me away from home quite a lot. While I m away, I think of Lisa's exhibitionism and what she might be doing without me. But the way she acts when we're together convinces me that she reserves her little shows solely for me! 

I have learned that Lisa likes anonymity when she feels like showing herself off or dressing to tease. But after dropping her towel in front of the caretaker of the cottage in Cape Cod, I wondered if she still required anonymity, or if she might eventually want to show off in front of someone we would see again.

The answer to my question came months later on a trip to Oahu. In return for a long, successful upgrade of hardware at a west coast customer, my company offered a few employees free airfare to Honolulu. They threw in hotel passes as well. I jumped at the chance. To retain some discretion, I booked the trip not to overlap with any coworkers. 

We have children, and we make it a point to manage our sex life away from our parenting. That's why we have confined our 'play' to times we can get away, or are alone. This trip was problematical since it was so far from our east coast home. Luckily, my wife has a close relationship with her brother and his wife, who happen to live on the west coast.

The job I was doing was about an hour from his home, so we met often. After about a month of flying back and forth on weekends, I decided to have my wife and children stay in San Jose with her brother for the last two weeks of the engagement.  After many trips and overnights at Lisa's brother's home, we felt comfortable with taking a five-day trip to Honolulu while the children stayed back in San Jose. We would call often, but Lisa's brother agreed that we should not pass up the opportunity of an expense paid trip to Hawaii. 

The hotel was wonderful, right along Waikiki beach in Honolulu. We had a bedroom with a balcony that overlooked some gardens below and the beach beyond. 

My wife enjoyed the usual dining and shopping along the 'Strip'. We also enjoyed our time at the beach, along with some sight seeing. Lisa and I especially enjoyed our morning strolls along the beach.  

Lisa's more adventurous side was starting to emerge.  She normally wears a conservative suit, but today she was wearing a very sexy one-piece suit that she had wore during our trip to Cape Cod. This suit had splashes of light blue and yellow material that strained to stay on her body. It was cut high on her hips, forcing the material to run tightly down between her legs and snuggly up over her ass. The straps were working overtime, as her breasts pushed the material out, providing a fair amount of skin to be visible along her sides in addition to the cleavage in front. It wasn't exactly keeping her well covered.

Lisa has an incredible figure, putting to shame women ten years younger. At five foot three, she weighs about one hundred twenty five pounds. She is quite curvy for her size, with round hips and very full D-cup breasts. Guys certainly notice her, though she doesn't admit it. 

During our first full day in Waikiki, Lisa and I took a long stroll down the beach away from the hotel. We found a park-like area just beyond a bend in the beach. Lisa and I passed a few women who were sunning topless on their backs. Another was dipping into the blue Pacific in a thong bikini, she had left her top somewhere back with her towel! Lisa noticed that I was enjoying the view.

"I'm not sure we should come this way anymore." Lisa giggled as she tugged my arm.

"Oh, I think a daily stroll is important for our health and well being!" I said my eyes remained locked on the dipping beauty.

"Do you like that young stuff?" Lisa said petulantly.

"I like you better, but that young woman is wearing less." I finished in matter of fact tone.

"So if I was topless on this beach, would you look at her?" Lisa challenged me.

"No, I'd be looking at you!" I said honestly. "As would other men on the beach." I took hold of her, giving her a kiss, and slid my hands down over her butt.

"Right!" She pushed me away laughing and nodding toward the girl in the water. "Not with her out there. I know I can't stack up with the young ones."

"Youth wishes they had your stack! If you don't believe me, pull down your top" and go stand near her. I think she'd be the envious one." I returned the challenge.

"I don't think so." Lisa pushed me along.  

The next day we took towels with us so that we could sit along this less populated stretch of beach that we had discovered.  We plopped down within fifty feet of a few topless maidens.

"Nice view." Lisa said looking out at the water.

I looked over to a woman standing over her towel, with nice tan breasts that accented her wide aureoles. "Yes it is." I said contentedly.

"I mean this way!" Lisa grabbed my chin and turned my head toward the water.

"Oh right. You know Lisa. If you don't want me to look, give me something to look at."  I pulled at the shoulder straps of her suit. 

"No, not here, there are too many people." Lisa was quiet for a while as we looked out at the ocean and the beautiful arc of land that ended at Diamond Head crater. "Let's go back!" Lisa suddenly stood up and brushed the sand from her bottom.

As we headed toward out hotel again I wondered why she was being so modest." You know." I said after walking in silence for a few minutes. "There's nobody here that we know or that we'd likely ever see again."

"I know Greg." Lisa grabbed my hand reassuringly.

Our stroll was a long one and the sun was hot.  As soon as we entered the hotel property, we ordered some cool drinks.  By the second margarita, Lisa was more relaxed and talking about our plans for the rest of the week.

"Hey, we have some time, let's go for a dip. We didn't get a chance before." She suddenly said as she stood up, grabbed my hand, and pulled me towards the clear, warm water

Waikiki has an unusual beach. The sand rolls out slowly under the water from the shore. The water is shallow enough for an average adult to stand, head above water, almost one hundred yards from shore.  

Lisa loves to swim. I'm used to her pushing off without warning and swimming away for ten or fifteen minutes. She's a great swimmer. I could never keep up with her, so I usually just watch. I must add that watching her swim isn't hard on my eyes.

"Are you going to take a swim?" She asked splashing water towards me at the same time.

"Not just yet. I'm just going to relax and enjoy the warm sun." 

We talked and waded out into the water until we couldn't hear any other voices. Turning around we realized we had traveled quite a distance from the beach. It was strange to be able to stand in water this far from shore. At this distance I couldn't recognize any faces on the beach. Actually, I couldn't even tell a man from a woman. The only other person out this far was a surfer just lolling on the softly rolling waves.

"Wow, it's so quiet out here!" I said surprised at how the sounds from the beach were completely dampened.

"I know. It's quite private for a public beach."

"Sure is." I said as I moved closer to Lisa, wrapped my arms around her, and pulled her against me. We kissed some and pressed together. I'm sure Lisa could feel my erection growing. 

"In fact, it's so private," I said looking over her head toward the beach. "That I don't think you'll need this." I slowly pulled the straps off Lisa's shoulder.

She looked at me somewhat tentatively, and then turned her head towards the surfer that was lying on his board about one hundred fifty feet to my right.

"Um, we have some company." She warned.

"He's pretty far away and most of your body is under the water anyway."  The water was crystal clear and I'm sure someone closer could see below the surface.

Lisa let me continue and her top slowly slid off her breasts. She looked up at me, letting her eyes tell me she was enjoying this feeling of freedom. Her firm round breasts were even more round and firm floating in the salt water.  

"That's very nice." I said, my eyes taking in her body in the clear water.

"I don't think the water is hiding anything." She looked down at her chest then toward the surfer.

"Just stay down in the water, it's fine. Anyway, I'm sure there are topless women on this beach all the time."

Almost as if in agreement with what I just said, Lisa suddenly arched backwards into the water, her body curving up above the surface and then back down into the water. I got more excited seeing Lisa's beautiful breasts come up into plain sight and then disappeared under the water.  I turned to my right and saw the surfer peeking over. His head was lying on the board but turned toward us.

"Wow! That's even nicer!" I added.

"It feels great not wearing a top. I'm not sure why, but I feel so free." She laughed.

"That's it. Free those puppies!" I laughed. 

Lisa was having fun lunging through the water topless. She arched back into the water three or for more times, her breasts in clear view each time. By the time I caught up with her, she had inadvertently moved into shallower water. 

She stood up straight and, because the water was not as deep, her breasts were in plain site, causing the crotch of my own suit to stretch about as far as it could. 

Although topless women were probably a common occurrence on this beach, this was my wife and she was visible to other people. 

"I think this needs some freedom too." I said. 

Lisa looked down, placed her fingers at the top of my bathing suite and pushed them down and off. Then she grabbed my floating cock and squeezed it roughly. "Oooh!" She said squinting her eyes and puckering her lips.

I quickly seized the moment and pulled her into slightly deeper water.  The surf was gentle and the swells slowly lifted us and then dropped down just below her breasts. Lisa placed her arms around my neck, spread her legs and wrapped them around my hips. She felt so light in my arms because of her buoyancy. I was in a position to concentrate on sex rather than trying to figure out how I could hold her up.

I pulled the material covering Lisa's crotch to the side and Lisa positioned herself onto my throbbing cock, while steadying herself by locking her hands on my shoulders.  It took just a few thrusts to push myself deeper inside of her while we stood in the swells. I was about as far as I could go, when she leaned her head back in obvious pleasure. Her breasts were above the water line at this point.

I stared down at her hard nipples, then down into the clear water to see myself sliding in and out of her pussy. With the beach as my background I wondered who could see us. Surely someone with binoculars could see us from the beach or a hotel window, but Lisa's back was to them. Then I remembered the surfer. He was slightly behind me and somewhat closer now, probably about one hundred twenty feet. 

I'm sure he knew we were fucking in the water. This turned me on even more and I started lifting Lisa further above the surface. Her hands were around my neck and her breasts squeezed together between her arms, making them look bigger.

She must've noticed the surfer watching.

"Greg." Her voice was more breath than sound. "I'm ..." Her voice trailed off as she looked down at her body and then over at the surfer, hinting she was now very exposed.  

"It's okay." I breathed back. I wasn't stopping for anything at this point!

Lisa moaned as our motion became more pronounced. I could not hold on, pulled out, and came moments later, before Lisa had a chance to orgasm.

"They really do swim!" Lisa chuckled as we watched my sperm spiral up through the water. She unwrapped her legs, leaned forward, and put her head on my chest.

"That was unbelievable." She said, looking up at me with sultry eyes.

"That was so hot!" Was all I could say before I realized she didn't orgasm. "But I think I have to finish the job for you."

It's okay Greg, it's fine, that was really nice." Lisa kissed me, let go, and leaned back into the water.

"Oh, that feels so good after sex!" She smiled and submerged again, doing a few forward swimming strokes.

"It looks good after sex too." Go ahead and take your swim? In fact," I caught up to her from behind, grabbed hold of her suit and pulled it down from her hips and off her legs. "It will feel even nicer without the suit."

She gave me a surprised look, but clearly enjoyed the feeling of freedom. She started to swim away from me, when I looked over toward where the surfer last was, I noticed two more were about to join him.  Lisa was in her own world and quite oblivious. I guess I could have warned her, but she looked so sexy gliding through the water that I didn't.

I wondered how much the surfers could see. I gathered my suit and was about to gather Lisa's, but decided to leave it in the water as a marker.

Lisa swam smoothly along the surface. The surfers sat atop their boards looking away from her. After doubling back, Lisa had swum closer to them.  I thought how clear the water was and realized that as she got closer it would be obvious she was not wearing anything. I couldn't see her tits or ass clearly from my perspective, but it was obvious that there was only skin from head to toe. One of the surfers took noticed and turned his focus more toward Lisa.  He then signaled the other two.

Lisa swam within thirty feet of them. I'm sure from their vantage point sitting up on their boards they got a good look at her ass in the water.  About fifty feet past the surfers, she changed directions and started back. It wasn't until she was closer that I realized she was now doing a backstroke, each breast rose up in the air with each stroke.  Her little mound of fur was just below the surface, probably very visible to the surfers.  

When she finally reached me, she made a little porpoise motion, her butt rising above the water. She repeated it again and then shocked me by going into a handstand in the shallow water. Lisa's lower body broke the water at her waist. Her toes were straight up in the air widening out to her round hips and lovely ass. What a beautiful view of her ass they must've had. I almost wished I were one of the surfers. Stuff like that never happened to me. My view was the front of her legs ending at the dark mound just above the surface.

"Nice. Did you have a good swim?" I asked when she surfaced.

"Yes! I haven't skinny dipped like that in such a long time, that I forgot how free it feels."

"Speaking of free. I'm sure those guys got an eyeful." I nodded in the surfers' direction.

"Oh my, I was in another world, how long have they been there?" 

"Since you started your swim." I laughed.

"And you didn't warm me?"

"I just couldn't stop you from enjoying that swim in the nude." 

"I can't believe you ... Hey, where's my suit?" Lisa suddenly realized I wasn't holding it.

"Oh no!" I pretended to look around me. "I was too busy admiring you. It's ... um." I looked toward one of the surfers. "There!"

"Gre-eeg?" Lisa questioned with a little admonishment added in.

I swam over to retrieve the suit floating in the water.  The surf was moving faster and it was now only about thirty feet from one of the surfers. As I reached the suit he looked up.

"Um, almost got away." I said holding it slightly above the water.

"No, you don't want to lose that!" He laughed, not shying away from admitting he knew what it was. He wasn't sure I took it the right way and added, "Hey it happens all the time."

"A lot out here, I bet." 

"You would win that bet." He smiled wryly.

"I guess you see a lot on top of those surfboards, huh?"

"Sure. You should get a board."

"I don't know how."

"You're missing a good thing." He looked over at Lisa, porpoising her naked body in and out of the water. "Then again, maybe not."

I shrugged at her sudden lack of inhibition "She's enjoying this, it's not like we get a chance back home."

"No complaints here. Hope you don't take it wrong."

"No complaints here either." I said and started to swim back.

"Hey, I'll teach you to surf it you want." He called after me

"What's the price?" I called back.

"Oh, I'm sure we can arrange something." He smiled. 

I surely knew what he was thinking and the image of Lisa naked on a surfboard got my erection going again, even as I swam.

Lisa reached out for her suit as I approached her.

"Making friends?" She asked suspiciously. 

"Ah, he was just offering to teach me to surf."

"Really? I always wanted to learn!" Lisa replied excitedly, but innocently. 

I looked down at her nude body. "That would be something to see."

"I mean, well, not like this!" She laughed.

"I don't know, I think nude surfing would be a good sport!"

Lisa quickly pulled her suit back on and we started toward shore. I headed back too, but angled in the direction of the surfer.  He looked up as we passed.

"Hey, how hard is it?" I have this way of using the wrong words sometimes.

"What?" He stifled a laugh as I realized what I said.

"Greg!"  Lisa elbowed me.

"Surfing. Is it hard to do?" I said loud enough for both to hear.

He quickly jumped off the board and pushed it towards us. "You can't really do much in this quiet surf, but here, jump on and get a feel for it."

"I was asking more for my wife." 

He perked up even more. "Your wife?"

"Yes, she's always wanted to try."

"Then here, get on!" He said as the board floated toward us.

Lisa knew this guy witnessed her skinny-dip, yet she made her way over to the board. Maybe she was curious to find out what he actually saw, or it was just exciting to have a young surfer pay attention to her. Or maybe it was because I initiated it, but uncharacteristically Lisa didn't shy away this time. It didn't hurt that this guy's body was certainly in better shape than mine. 

I held the board until he reached us.

"First, you just have to put both your hands on it and push yourself up." He said from his spot on the other side of the board as if he had known us all his life.

Lisa did so but didn't roll onto the board. Her arms were spread apart, her body leaning forward toward him with her breasts squeezed together. He took a good look before she let go and fell back into the water.




A Tale to Tell: Waikiki Ch. 02



My wife, Lisa, and I went on this vacation to Oahu to get a little rest and relaxation. We also came to enjoy a little healthy sexuality, which has only gotten better since Lisa showed a proclivity towards exhibitionism. 

What started as my wife simply teasing me by wearing only a t-shirt and baggy cotton shorts (with nothing underneath) while some contractors were working in our home, continued with a more brazen exhibition (Lisa dropping her towel after an outdoor shower) witnessed by a caretaker at a vacation cottage. 

Now her exhibitionism was in full force here in Waikiki beach, Honolulu! 

Lisa had swum nude in the waters off Waikiki beach even though there were surfers nearby, waiting for waves on a still afternoon. She even took some impromptu surf lessons afterwards. Though she had her bathing suite on during the instruction, her being helped onto a surfboard in that very minimal outfit by some young surfers was certainly stimulating for both of us. 

Each of Lisa's exhibitionist occasions led to incredible sex for us afterwards. 

One complication arose during this particular trip, however: 

 "Greg?" A gravelly but polite voice called out. 

I turned to see Jeremy, one of my road warrior acquaintances. Unfortunately he was one of the guys that I had shared the story to about Lisa and the contractors. He had hinted he might like similar encounter with Lisa. Now he was here talking to us in Honolulu! 

"Greg talks about you all the time." He smiled while introducing himself to my wife. (See A Tale to Tell - Waikiki).

I tried to avoid running into Jeremy after that introduction and actually forgot about him, which is how I let my guard down later. 

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After enjoying a snorkeling trip run sponsored by the Hotel, Lisa and I decided we wanted to take a tank dive. We updated our certification and then found a mid-sized Catamaran charter that took us out to a reef for the dive. 

Lisa had purchased a new bikini a few days earlier. It showed off much of her assets. The bikini bottom formed a narrow 'V' in front and behind. The top was simply triangles over her breasts, covering as much tit as it showed. I talked Lisa into wearing it on this little trip. She wasn't sure it was the right attire for this excursion; so she kept a coverlet on during the ride to the reef.

There were three other couples on board, two single women traveling together, and a crew of three men. The two younger women were fit and attractive, causing the crew to pay more attention to them than to Lisa. I pointed this out, making it easier for her to relax when it came time to reveal her new bikini.

The water was very clear and there were a number of reefs to explore. Before we dropped into the water, the dive leader gave some last minute instructions about what to do and how to monitor our air gauges.

Once down in the water, Lisa and I found some beautiful reefs and creatures to explore. As we got more comfortable in the water, we wandered further from the rest of the group. I assured one of the tour divers, using those strange underwater hand signals, "Okay", that we were fine on our own. 

Our first dive was to be about thirty minutes. After about fifteen minutes I began to play around with Lisa by pushing the loose material on her bikini bottom into the crease of her rear end. She pulled it out once or twice before giving up. She motioned towards the other divers as if to say that they might notice. I pointed to the other two divers, wiggled my hands to indicate that they were women, and shrugged. She realized this would be a continuing theme for this trip, shook head at me, turned, and continued to explore the reef. 

Lisa swam in front of me as I followed behind. I was enjoying her almost bare, round, rear end swimming in front of me. This lasted for a while until one of the team divers came over to tell us to get ready to surface. I did notice his double take of Lisa's exposed rear end. When we got to the dive board on the stern of the boat, the crew started helping people up. Lisa tried to fix her bikini before getting onto the board, but I stopped her and pushed her over to next to the board. 

The crew diver in the water was helping some people by pushing them up onto the board. He was about to give Lisa a push when suddenly her mostly uncovered tush came out of the water. His hands were inches away when he suddenly stopped, pulled back from his attempt, and just stared at her mostly bare bottom. He did smile and watched as Lisa made her way out of the water and onto the dive board. When she turned back towards me, the guy realized that I noticed him and looked away.

A few minutes later the crew asked if people were going to take a break for a snack or continue diving. Lisa, I, and one of the other couple were the only four who wanted to go right back into the water.

We changed tanks and jumped back in. There was only one crew diver in the water with us and he stayed a good distance away, watching in case of any trouble. Once we were away from the other swimmers I started to pull at Lisa's bikini top. She knew exactly what I was trying to do and waved me off; more interested in viewing the reef than letting me voyeur her. 

I persisted and wore her down until I finally was able to open the back snap on her top, allowing the material to float free from her breasts. Lisa, now defeated, pulled the top from her body and handed it to me.

With her bikini bottom stuffed into the crack of her ass, and aside from the tank on her back and straps holding it, Lisa looked like she was diving nude. Large breasts like hers look great in the water because they stay so round as they float. I stuffed her top into a pocket in my suit and swam behind Lisa, enjoying the view. I wasn't really paying much attention to the sea life this time around.

We paused after swimming for about five minutes. Lisa was now upright in the water. I swam up to her from behind, wrapped my arms around her, and took each tit into my hands. I wanted to find out if they felt as good as they looked under the water. I brushed my thumb over her nipples, finding them hard and erect because of the chilly water. 

Lisa started to turn around to me when her hand hit my gauge. She looked down and starting pointing to the gauge. The needle was over the red zone, meaning it was low on air. I took a quick look at hers, which showed it was still half full. Was I breathing too hard while watching my topless wife in the water? I gave her the sign that I didn't understand. In return she signaled that I had better go up.

The low gauge snapped me back into the real world. I knew I was not a great swimmer and now I was low on air. I headed back quickly. As I swam by the crew diver I signaled about my gauge. He pointed up to the boat, but then I remembered something and turned back looking for Lisa. In my haste I forgot to give back her top! Lisa was swimming off in the distance, so that she wasn't in view of any of the divers yet.

The diving rules clearly state that you need a dive buddy. I signaled that I was going back to Lisa, but the diver shook his head, pointed up towards the boat, and he started to swim out towards my wife. I could do little about the situation at this point. He was going to find out she was topless.

I surfaced, boarded, and quickly asked the crewmember for another tank.

"Sorry, you only get two." He responded firmly.

"But this one didn't last the thirty minutes." I complained while looking back for my wife, who I presumed would surface soon behind me. "My wife's tank still has fifteen minutes left!"

"Well, everyone has to come up within the next ten minutes because we have to keep on schedule. Best wait for her here." He wandered away from the stern.

I noticed the other couple was already on the boat, meaning that Lisa and the crew diver were the only ones in the water.

I remembered telling Lisa that I imagined her nude on the surfboard during her lesson, the surfer touching her. "So without the suit, you think he'd put his hands on your tits, like this?" I remembered saying during our love making. 

Now I realized that the crew diver would have the opportunity that I was playfully suggesting during sex the other night! After an agonizing fourteen-minute wait, I watched Lisa and the other diver surface twenty feet from the boat.

"Greg." Lisa said as she reached the boat. "I don't have my top. I'm not sure how I am going to get back onboard like this." 

"It's okay, I have it." I said trying to make little of the situation. The crew diver and Lisa seemed to converse comfortably with each other, making me a little jealous.

"He stayed down trying to help me find my top. I didn't know YOU had it." Lisa looked at me suspiciously.

"I thought the gauge was wrong and I'd be right back. I forgot I had it!" I tried to assure her.

I handed her the bikini top but there was no way she could put it on with the tank straps now in the way. The crew diver still in the water with Lisa noticed and unclipped the tank straps. Lisa pulled her shoulders back to accommodate the movement as another crewmember and two other people came to the stern. There was my wife, topless, with her headlights staring up at them. They just watched while Lisa tried to slip her bikini top back on. The rolling waves presented a challenge to Lisa, so the crew diver handed me the tank, then turned to clip the back of Lisa's bikini top as if he had done it many times.

"Thank you." She said matter-of-factly, when it was firmly on.

After we boarded the catamaran and made our way to the food, I decided to inquire about the remainder of her dive.

"Lisa, you were down there, almost nude, for quite a while." I noticed her bikini panty was still bunched up into the middle of her ass.

"Well, you kind of left me in that state! At first I thought you left my top on the reef, so I stayed back looking for it. Then the crew diver came over to buddy-me." She said looking over at the diver, who returned the smile. "I decided it was a little too late to be bashful, so I signed to him that I lost my top down on the reef . We both searched around for it until my air was low."

"That's all he did?" A little jealousy reared up. I could imagine her pointing to her tits and then the reef trying to indicate her top 'fell off' and him thinking she's signaling him to touch her tits. Either way, she must've given him quite a show ... or feel.

"Greg, I realize he got a good look at my tits, but there was nothing I could really do since you had my top." Of course she was right. " It was no worse than that surfer seeing me the other day."

It was a little worse to me since they were alone together for about fifteen minutes and she was only wearing a bikini bottom that didn't cover much. Lisa seemed to read my mind. "Nothing happened, okay?" 

That made me feel fine, but in my imagination, I could see him feeling Lisa's tits and even fucking her down by the reef. The thought stirred in my crotch again. I saw the diver in question talking and laughing with the other crew and sometimes looking back at Lisa. I wasn't sure if the tale he was telling his mates matched hers.

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The following day, Lisa and I took our daily stroll along the beach, far from the hotel. She wore her that same wonderful bikini again. We found a nice alcove at the back of the beach, about twenty feet from the water's edge.

There were other topless women swimming sunning nearby. Lisa had swum nude near some surfers and topless with a dive instructor, so at this point, we were past the bashful stage. Lisa reached behind her back to open the clip so she could remove her top.


"You taking that off?" I asked as some guys were walking down the beach toward us. I didn't really mind at all, but it came out as though I did.

Lisa looked where I was looking, "You don't mind? Do you?"

"Oh, not at all. I don't want the other women here to get all the attention."

I reached behind Lisa's back, opened the strap, and she dropped her top into her arms. Even though other women on the beach were topless, I got an instant erection from seeing Lisa topless. So much so that I couldn't stand up. Then Lisa wanted to go into the water. "Go ahead, I really have a problem here." I said looking down.

My wife giggled at my situation, got up and wandered over to the water. A few more guys came from the other direction as well as another couple. They all passed very close to Lisa. I saw her stand a little taller, pushing out her chest, as they passed. The men were not discreet and took a long look at her breasts as they each walked pass. I watched their expressions as they walked closer to her, then moved my eyes to the lines of Lisa's beautiful, sloping, full breasts, on display under the bright sun. It was an incredibly experience for me, she looked so sexy. I wanted to get up and take hold of her breasts. I'm sure the others felt the same. 

Lisa turned and smiled at me, almost as if she read my mind. Turning, she ran quickly back to our towels. I don't think she realized how much her tits were swaying and bouncing as she jogged back to me. Two guys stopped, looked back, and watched as Lisa moved away from the ocean. Lisa must've realized what was happening as she recognized my expression. She looked down, slowing, and covered her breasts with her arms.

"Geez Lisa! I'm going to have to change my suit if you do that again." I said earnestly. 

We lay on the towels together until I was able to compose myself. After fifteen minutes of sun bathing, Lisa broke the silence. "Okay, I'm going to take a quick dip to cool off. Then we should go back to the room."

"Alright. Go ahead. I'll pack up the towels." I said as I watched Lisa walk toward the water again. Her bikini bottom showed the outside of her butt cheeks while her naked breasts were on display as she strode to the surf. 

I was stuffing the towels into the canvas bag, when a voice called my name.

"Oh no, it can't be!" I thought to myself. But as I turned and looked up, I saw Jeremy approaching. 

I hadn't seen him since the hotel pool and forgot he was here in Waikiki. Now here he was with my topless wife nearby. 

"Hi Greg! What are you doing down this end of the beach? Checking out the topless area while your wife's back at the hotel?"

"Yeah." I quickly replied hoping to God he would move on before Lisa returned.

Unfortunately Lisa decided to wave to me at that same moment.

"Holy shit, Greg. Is that her?" 

There was no hiding the fact now, though I hoped he would move on before he got a close-up. "Yes." I said resignedly. 

"Wow, she has beautiful tits!" He blurted out and turned to watch her. After a few moments of viewing pleasure he added. "Was that story about those contractors really true?"

"Look Jeremy. We came out here for solitude. We didn't plan on meeting anyone, so she might be a little embarrassed. Can you just go on and pretend you didn't see us?"

"You know, if you like this end of the beach, you should visit the underwater bar at the hotel." He returned his glaze towards Lisa. "Actually, she might do well there."

"Huh? What the hell are you talking about? Please Jeremy. You saw my wife's tits, now could you move on?"

"Sure. See you later." Jeremy walked straight toward the water, passing within a few feet of Lisa, who was making her way back toward me. I could tell he was staring at her tits, because Lisa did a double take as he walked by her.

"Ready to go?" I asked as she reached me.

"Okay."

"Here's your top." I was holding her bikini top, trying to get her to wear it, especially with Jeremy nearby.

"Thanks." She took it but didn't put it on as we started walking.

"Aren't you putting that back on?"

"Not with these other women still here tempting you. I think I'll keep it off a little longer so you keep your eyes on me." She winked. "Maybe your hands too!" She giggled.

"Great." I thought. "Of all the times to get my wish!" I turned back to see if Jeremy had headed further down the beach. I didn't see him so figured we were safe for the moment. 

I turned back to Lisa, and it struck me how sexy she looked, walking down the beach wearing just a small bikini bottom. Her breasts were high and round, her nipples rose slightly in the ocean breeze. I was getting worked up again. Lisa's smile told me that she knew that I was enjoying her being topless.

"Are you going to make it back to the room Greg?" Lisa laughed. "You're looking at my tits like you've never seen them before."

"Actually, I haven't witnessed you like this, just strolling along a beach. I can't believe how hot you look."

Before I could respond, there was that annoying male voice again. 

"Greg? Is that you? Hey, wait up!" It was Jeremy, no doubt back for a close-up. There was no time to cover Lisa. I suddenly realized that Lisa was right; I'd be more uncomfortable about her nudity than she was.

I turned, stepped in front of Lisa, to partially block Jeremy's view when I noticed that Jeremy was holding hands with a woman. She was topless as well. I now wasn't sure how Lisa was going to react.

"Hi, I thought that was you, Greg!" Jeremy lied because we'd just talked ten minutes ago. But this woman wasn't with him before. I'd have noticed. She was about fifteen years younger than Jeremy, she had a tight body with nice perky tits, but not sizeable like Lisa's.

He saw the question on my face. "Greg, this is Mandy." 

"Hi!" she beamed, as her eyes scanned up and down Lisa's figure.

"Hi." I responded, looking back at Lisa who had raised her right arm across her breasts. Lisa's ability to hide lasted briefly as she reached out to greet. "This is my wife, Lisa."

There we were, Lisa's tits on full display, two feet from Jeremy face. The point of Lisa covering up was mute, since Mandy was not covering up at all. Jeremy looked at Lisa's face, but let his eyes drift down to her breasts. 

Jeremy wasn't very subtle and made no effort to hide it. "You have a beautiful wife, Greg."

"That she is." I stared Jeremy hard into his eyes hard to let him know I wasn't happy. "And so is your.. err... she is also very beautiful." He had never mentioned Mandy's relationship.

"Mandy and I are just friends, spending some time getting to know each other." He smiled. I wasn't sure if he was trying to show off that he was dating a younger woman. I tried to hide my reaction.

"Thanks, she is very beautiful as I have told her many a time." Jeremy answered for her. 

I sensed that something was not right, but before I could move Lisa away from the situation Jeremy spoke, "Let's go back to the hotel pool and have some drinks. Are you doing anything the next hour?" He directed his last words towards Lisa, who responded "No" meaning that she didn't want to go for drinks, but Jeremy took it to mean we had no plans. 

"Good then, let's all go for drinks!" They took us by our arms and started walking with us.

"Well, the girls will need to dress for the pool." I said. I was hoping that would give us the opportunity to part and we could lose them.

"We can change over here!" Mandy spoke as she took Lisa by the hand and pulled her over by the fauna at the top of the beach area where they put on their tops.

The women were out of range when I finally turned to speak, "Jeremy, are you happy that you've finally seen Lisa's tits up close!" I showed my frustration. 

"Actually yes, they're amazing. You're a lucky guy. But I'm not complaining, you did get a good look at Mandy's body. I mean, look at her waist. So small and tight!"

"Yeah, umm, Mandy. So, Jeremy, you didn't tell me anyone came here with you?" 

"We met here. We hit it off and decided to spend some time getting to know each other. Did you know that a good friend on mine met his wife while vacationing here?" Jeremy defended his decision though there was no way he was going re-marrying after his first divorce.




A Tale to Tell: Waikiki Ch. 02



"Well, Lisa's my wife, there is a difference there." I looked up and ended the conversation as the women returned.

Jeremy and I suddenly changed our tone, trying to act civil. We talked about work while the women conversed about other topics. It was late afternoon as we had drinks beside the pool. Though the woman had on their bikinis, there wasn't much left to the imagination in either case. I could see Jeremy's eyes happily taking that all in. 

Mandy's bikini was thong style and I could not help but notice a lot of hip. Lisa's had on her minimal bikini, the one covering about as much of her tits and ass as it was showing.. 

My gaze moved from Lisa and Mandy, and out towards the end of the pool. For the third time this week, I watched a scene that appeared to be hiding something. And I was not sure. 

A young woman sat wearing a towel sat at the edge of the deep end of the pool. I couldn't see any straps, so I was thinking she wasn't wearing a top underneath the material. I didn't think much of it until she slipped the towel off. What I was presented was full frontal nudity as she lowered herself into the pool, and disappeared down into the water. She came up later showing a nice naked rear end as she climbed into the arms of a man waiting there with her towel.

"Oh my God!" I blurted out, causing the others to look at what I was seeing "What's with that? I didn't realize it at the time, but this was a scene that I was going to understand shortly.

Jeremy stood up almost in a knowing manner. "Let's take these drinks to the pool bar. I think you'll find your answer there."

"There's nobody at the pool bar." I said looking over.

"Not this bar. The one downstairs." Jeremy answered. "Follow me please."

We all took our drinks and went down a stairway cut into the pool deck. I had seen these stairs before, but thought it was for hotel staff. When we reached the bottom, there was a sign at the entrance to "Harry's Underwater Bar."

Most of the tables were filled with people enjoying their drinks. Behind the bar I noticed a huge empty fish tank. Lisa and Mandy were still in their bikinis. The suits were fine for the poolside, but looked way out of place down here given that most of the patrons were men in shorts and tee shirts and Hawaiian shirts.

"We're not dressed for this." I tried to dissuade Jeremy.

"People come down from the pool all the time, we're fine." He answered as if talking about only him and not that about our two women who were showing a lot of skin.

Before I could respond, Mandy took Lisa's hand. "Let's sit over there."

A few minutes after we settled in, I saw a girl come from the ladies room and stop at the bar. She was wearing a bikini. I was almost certain it was the woman who jumped into the pool earlier for a quick skinny dip. The bartender gave her a pile of bills and she raised her hand to give him a quick 'high five'.

"Did someone bet that woman to go skinny dipping?" I said out loud as I tried to piece together what had happened. A moment later I found out I left out one piece.

"Bill!" Jeremy called out to the bartender. "Bring a round of Cuervo and then the book." 

The bartender came over and placed down the drinks. Jeremy gave a toast. "To friends, old and new!" He looked at Mandy, then Lisa, and finally me.

Two drinks at the pool, and now this shot, I knew Lisa would be getting a buzz on.

The bartender returned again with refills of our drinks and placed a photo album onto our table. "Remember, what happens at Harry's when people stay at Harry's." He laughed and walked away.

"Personal friends with the bartender already Jeremy?" I quipped.

"Yep, it's something in my DNA" He laughed. "Now, you were right about that wager, but this book should make it clear." Jeremy opened the photo album. 

"Oh my God!" Was Lisa's first response. 

I stared in amazement. The book was filled with instant camera photos of woman either nude or topless inside the huge fish tank. I suddenly realized that fish tank was actually a window into the pool.

"That's a window to the pool?" I said out loud. "So that girl over there. She wasn't just skinny dipping, she was in front of that glass behind the bar?"

"You got it!" Laughed Jeremy. "The patrons ante up some good money for someone to take the dare. "In fact," Jeremy flipped a few pages back, "check this out." 

There was no mistaking Mandy's picture in the book, one topless, and the other showing bare behind.

"You didn't?" I said half laughing, half shaking my head. I was about to ask if Jeremy put her up to it. With the drinks he was plying into us I began to understand his plan.

"I sure did." Mandy answered. "Four hundred dollars for a few seconds at the glass? No problem with that!" 

From the way she had been dressed and acted since we met her, we didn't doubt that she had no problem taking any dare.

"Matter of fact, they have a good crowd now. Dinner's on me if this group antes up."

"You mean your planning to do it again?" I said and looked over at Lisa with an apologetic look for getting us into this.

Lisa, looked at Mandy excitedly and said, "You certainly have the body for it! ... If it doesn't bother you to show it. Don't you worry about all these guys seeing you in the buff?"

"Not really, there are new people drinking in here every day. I don't think they even remember a day later." She laughed. "Anyway, you have a great body as well."

"Oh no." I interrupted. I was now seeing where this conversation was going.

"By the way..." Mandy made is appear as if it were a sudden brainstorm. "...you can leave right from the pool, and nobody will see you again. With those boobs, you could probably make FIVE hundred dollars showing them off."

"Nobody will see you but Jeremy and twenty guys, you mean." I tried to head this off.

"Yeah, but Jeremy has already seen her boobs today. Besides, that suit is not hiding very much anyway in here." Mandy brushed her hand along the outside edge of Lisa's breast, much of which was outside the bounds of her top. My wife's nipple quickly rose in reaction. It was true; it didn't take much imagination to see what Lisa was packing in that bikini.

Jeremy threw the bombshell that really sent things off the track.

"Besides, Greg said you don't wear much around the house anyway ... even with contractors milling about!" He said after a dramatic pause, elbowing me like and old friend and laughing heartily while my veins turned to ice

"You TOLD him!" Lisa's voice was incredulous, but she wasn't mad. "You guys say women gossip! I see that it goes both ways." 

Lisa didn't know that I enhanced the story for Jeremy as well. She sat in thought for a moment, downed the remainder of her drink, then said, "I guess you're right Mandy. I guess it's nothing that everyone hasn't seen before." Lisa enunciated the word 'everyone'.

Lisa squinted at me as if to say, "see what you started!" then gave me a kiss and sauntered over to the bar with an extra wiggle in her walk.

"That's our girl!" Jeremy and Mandy shouted excitedly. 

I could see the other patrons pointing as Lisa made her way to the bar. Lisa whispered to the bar tender and slowly walked back toward our table, her nipples now pronounce, her minimal bikini was now looking particularly minimal. 

"The lady at that table has accepted a challenge." Bill the bartender announced. "Put the bids in the dish gentlemen". He carried a towel over to Lisa.

"No, you're not walking out of here in just a towel." I grabbed her arm, remembering how the other woman I saw at the pool wore nothing under her towel. 

Mandy turned to Lisa and me. "How about if you keep the suit on, there's no harm in that. You're already wearing it down here. So go on, get yourself some shopping money just for wearing a bikini in the window."

I was about to say, "No" when Lisa silenced me by taking my hand and gave me a kiss. "Don't worry," she whispered, "this is for you!" 

"I'll go up with you!" Mandy took Lisa's hand as they rushed to the door, both giggling excitedly.

I looked toward the bar where a stack of bills were piling up; singles, tens, and twenties. 

"Better tell them she's keeping the bikini on Bill", Jeremy shouted. Bill just laughed and said, "Okay, right!"

After a bit of a wait and no sign of Lisa in the window Mandy briefly entered the bar and whispered something to bartender Bill. 

The bartender listened and then announced, "Come on gents. The lady is getting shy. Let's make it worth her while, anti up!" He shouted as Mandy headed back out the door.

I started to feel a mixture of relief and disappointment that Lisa might not go through with it when I suddenly heard a splash above the window to the pool and Lisa came down in front of the glass, eyes open. Lisa leaned forward and shook her shoulders, a good amount of her chest could be seen pouring out of her top, and then she quickly shot up toward the surface, out of view.

"That wasn't too bad." I said getting ready to leave. 

Before I moved a foot from the table there was another splash. Lisa came down again in front of the glass, she looked straight ahead and seemed to have something in her mouth. I realized it was a little oxygen supply because she stayed down as the bubble rose up. 

Mandy dove in seconds later causing the bar the crowd to cheer. I was thinking that they rarely get to see two women at the glass.

Mandy made a motion for Lisa to drop her top. Lisa did not respond causing Mandy to move up behind her and slowly slip the straps from Lisa's shoulders. Her top slid down exposing the top of her breasts until nipples were showing. Then Mandy unclipped the back strap and Lisa's top floated off her body. 

If that view were not my wife, I'd have been whooping it up. She looked great with her large round tits floating in the water. My eyes drifted down Lisa's body, her slim waist and round hips completely quite a stunning picture, which is exactly what the bartender took; the flash brought me back to reality.

"Holy crap!" I said as Mandy reached around from behind Lisa and cupped her breasts, pushing them up and down as if to show their weight. I sat back resigned to what I was watching while the patrons cheered the show they were getting.

"Didn't think she'd do that, huh?" Jeremy laughed. "If she stripped around those contactors, I can't see how you would be surprised."

"Thanks for letting that one out of the bag, Jerrr!" I shook my head annoyed at Jeremy.

Lisa glanced down at Mandy's hands on her breasts and then turned around to face her. Lisa's back was to the glass as Mandy grabbed the sides of Lisa's bikini bottom pulling them down, seductively, and slowly. Mandy moved away as Lisa, her back still to the glass, pulled her knees up toward her chest.

The bartender took another photo, this time of Lisa's rear end, in her a sitting position. Her hips flared out, to emphasize her hourglass shape. Lisa straightened up giving a full view of her naked back. She spun around so that she was now facing the glass, the dark hair between her legs showed as she slowly surfaced. Mandy followed.

I sat stunned. She actually went fully nude for the dare. Jeremy picked up on my reaction. 

"She's beautiful Greg. Everyone in this bar envies you." He said in earnest. "Hay, stuff like that always happens here. The girls get a little buzz going and then they think it's a kick to get in the water. They can't really see into the bar, so it doesn't seem real. With a little prodding they almost always go over the edge. Believe me Greg, the girls usually show way more. Lisa was very classy. 

"Somehow, I don't think it was an accident that you and Mandy brought us here." I responded. He didn't answer and then I knew he had set me up. 

Mandy came in the doorway greeted by some cheers, but Lisa wasn't with her. I was wondering what was taking so long.

Lisa finally appeared in the doorway after a few minutes and I went to meet her. She had a towel draped over her. The room was loud and everyone was clapping.

"Where's your suit?" I asked, exhausted. 

"Right here." She opened her towel and showed that she had it on. "I'm just wet."

"Did I go too far Greg?" She asked almost pleading. "Could you see everything through that glass? I couldn't see in here at all." She said looking at the glass. "I hope you're not mad?"

"Not really." I finally said. "But you could've said no."

"I did." She quickly answered. "But Mandy kept pushing me. My head was buzzing. It was like a game show, but I did stop at a certain point." She smiled in earnest.

"What? What else did she ask you to do?" I started wondering about Mandy.

"Let's go up to the room and I'll tell you." Lisa volunteered.

I wondered where Lisa had put her suit on? "Where did you change?" I said as Lisa took the bills from the bartender and turned toward the door.

"Out in the hall." She said pointing to the small hallway below the stairway to the pool. I didn't want to come in here in just a towel!"

"Probably a smart thing." For a moment I pictured someone pulling Lisa's towel off and her standing nude in the bar.

"So I had to stop in the hall. Mandy was good about helping me get my suit back on." 

"I bet." I was thinking that Mandy liked women too. Then I imagined Lisa bending over to put on her bikini bottom and Mandy getting a close up of her sex. The image of her bending to pick up her towel in front of the caretaker in Cape Cod crept back into my head and my shorts starting showing the result. This time I imagined Mandy joining her as well.

Lisa looked down. "I see it had an effect on you too! That's the most important thing. Let's go up to the room, I'm 'very' aroused." Lisa tugged at my hand.

We could hear shouts of "Encore!" and other cheers from the bar.

"Guys act like they've never seen tits before." Lisa laughed as we made our way up the stairs. 

It was a good thing that Lisa and I had only one day left for our trip. A few people the next day recognized her and subtly acknowledged her with winks and smiles. 

Our sex after that episode in the underwater bar was unbelievable. Lisa stripped down for me and told me all about her little swim. She brought my exhausted erection back to its full glory three times; the last rise was when she told how Mandy helped her back into her bikini. 

"She held out the bottoms for me and as I stepped into them she looked right at my pussy. When I stood up to pull them on, she slid her fingers under the panties to spread them out across my bottom. I felt her fingernails across my skin while she did it." 

My cock stood very straight up as Lisa sat above me. She took notice and continued.

"She put the bikini top against my chest and reached behind me to clip the strap. When she did this, she leaned her chest against mine, put her mouth next to my ear and said that my swim was very hot! Then she leaned back and pulled the straps up onto my shoulders. I was very tense because she was so close, Greg. I was sure Mandy was going to do something sexual."

"Are you sorry she didn't? I didn't know women interested you?"

"Not really, but she did it in such a way." Lisa sounded interested to me. I would never have believed where we'd gotten to in the past year: Nude in public, pondering sex with another woman, amazing.

"The way you are going to do it now." Lisa continued. She was a very horny girl that evening. I'm not sure I was able to satisfy her fully. She was still grinding away on me, long after I was useless to her.

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On our last morning in Honolulu we took our final dip in Waikiki beach. I encouraged Lisa to skinny-dipping one last time once we were far from the beach. About fifteen minutes into our dip, the surfer we met earlier in the week came out on his board again. He remembered Lisa well and swam very close to us. 

"You ready for another lesson?"

Lisa swam a little closer to him. It was obvious she was topless at the very least.

"I'm not exactly dressed for the occasion." She said as she lifted herself slightly above the water to show proof.

"I think that's a good occasion!" He shouted back.

"Sorry dude. We have a plane to catch, no time for a lesson today. Besides, we don't have a board." I joined in.

"Then here." He pushed the board over to us. We waited until he joined us and stood the other side of the board from Lisa.

She was clearly nude in the water. I was on the same side of the board as the surfer and could see not only the hard nipples outlining her breasts, but the dark strip of hair between her legs in the clear water.

"You don't have to stand on it." I whispered to Lisa. After the episode at the underwater bar, this was almost tame for us.

She took the hint and lifted herself onto the board, totally nude. She lay on her tummy, her breasts sloping down and pressing against the board. Her back tapered down to her round ass, which rose higher above the board. With my hand on her ass, I pushed Lisa toward shore. She shifted on the board a few times causing her legs to part slightly and her sex to show. 

Our surfer friend had the same view as me and took it all in, although he blew out some air through his lips when her legs parted slightly. I'm sure he wanted her badly.

"Sorry you're headed home. Coming back to the island any time soon?" He invited.

"I'm sure we will." I answered.

When we got closer to shore, Lisa slid off the board in such a way that the front of the board lifted up, she slid back into the water right in front of the surfer; and her ass came to rest against his shorts. He was a little surprised and put his hands onto her waist to catch her, as if she were about to knock him over. Even though it lasted less than a minute, that vision will stay in my mind: Lisa standing nude in the water with her back against this surfer; her nipples hard and wet and his hands on her waist. 

If someone took a snapshot at the angle I had they would have thought he was about to fuck her. With the water only up to her waste now, she turned around and put her hand on his shoulder. "Thanks for the ride." She leaned against him so that her tit pressed against his body and gave him a peck on the cheek, then laughed and moved away.

"Were you the one they were talking about at Harry's last night?" He blurted out.

"Why do you ask?" Lisa answered.

"They said the two hot women were in the window, but one had some of the best tits they'd ever seen."

"I'm sure a lot of women here can make that claim." Lisa winked and started putting on her bikini.

"Not one with a birthmark!" Todd called back. 

It was true that Lisa had a birthmark on the bottom curve of her left breast. "I guess they had a clear view through the glass after all Lis!" I laughed as we headed to shore.

/docblue - June 2007



A Tale to Tell: Waikiki



"When you get above the board, just roll your body onto it." He instructed.

Lisa did so again but couldn't get her body onto the board. I pushed her up by her bottom as she lifted her leg up onto the board. With one leg on the board, the other in the water, her legs were separated a good deal, the shape of her inner lips apparent.  She rested on one knee, her breasts hanging down into her top. This guy was getting a nice close-up. I pushed her onto the board by her butt. I didn't move my hand while the surfer made sure she was set on the board.

"Good. You're up." He said to her scanning her from head to toe. "Now to work on your form."

"Looks good from where I stand." I added smartly.

"Yeah, no work needed there." He smiled when he realized the double meaning She did too. What woman doesn't like a compliment?

Lisa's suit didn't hide much and I again had an erection as I pictured her doing this naked. In the meantime his two surfer friends paddled over.

"Hey Todd, what're you doing? Giving lessons again?"

"Oh Boy," I thought. "The guy has a reputation with the women."

"This guy has the life!" The third chimed in, confirming my thoughts.

"Sure, why not, surf's dead right now anyway." He answered

There I was with three young guys watching my wife in a skimpy suit, trying to balance herself on a surfboard. 

She was able to get her feet set on the board after a few tries, but couldn't yet stand. By now the other two were standing in the water around the board. Suddenly a big wave rolled under her causing her to loose her balance. Todd's had his arms out as if someone were about to hand him a large tray and Lisa fell right into them. With one arm under her thigh and one under her back they both paused a second in reaction to the landing.

"Nice catch." I deadpanned.

He let go of her legs as Lisa put one arm around his shoulder bracing her to stand. She took notice of his upper body.

He lifted her onto the board by her waist. Lisa got her knees above the board and leaned forward, her ass directly in his face. I was wondering if the suit mattered after all!

Lisa fell off several more times, each time being casually helped back onto the board by one of the surfers. They took turns lifting her onto the board by her waist. 

Each time Lisa climbed onto the board the rear panty of her suit crept slightly more toward the middle of her ass. She tried to fix it once as she stood, but I tapped her hand away. The subsequent times they lifted her onto the board, more and more cheek was exposed. As they help her up, I noticed they would subtly slide their hands from her waist and onto her butt in order to push her onto the board; each time getting a nice handful and a close up of her bottom. 

I'm not sure if Lisa wondered why I didn't interrupt all their attention, but I was actually enjoying it as long as it didn't get over the top.

When she landed in the water near me and I decided to further the experiment. I helped Lisa stand, but coyly slid the strap down off her right shoulder; the suit was already showing a lot of cleavage. I pushed her up onto the board where she was able to kneel on all fours. As she started to stand up, her strap slid down and her right breast slipped out.

"Whoops!  That wasn't supposed to happen!" She laughed, causing anyone who missed it to look 

She shrugged her shoulders, casually pushed her tit back into her suit, and fixed the strap. The guys blurted comments like, "I didn't see anything?" "Need help with that?" and "Nice!" 

About fifteen minutes later Lisa said, "Okay fellas, I think that's all I can handle today. Thanks, that was fun, I always wanted to do that."

Over sighs of disappointment, Todd spoke up, "Hey, if you see us out here again, we'll be glad to show you some more." Todd called after us.  I'm sure they wouldn't mind seeing more of her. I had a feeling I'd better get some Viagra ready for tonight, since I had already had her once today. 

We later showered and went out to dinner. Lisa and I didn't talk about the events of the afternoon much, even when we had some private moments to ourselves.

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Later that night, we took some drinks onto our third floor balcony.  The beach was off to the left of the view, but in front of us, about two hundred feet away, was a courtyard of the hotel next door. There seemed to be some sort of private party going on. We could see people, but faces weren't recognizable from this distance.

We relaxed in the warm night air and held hands. We could see a lone couple dancing in the corner of the courtyard. 

"Look at those two. They probably don't think anyone is watching them, just like us out there in the water today." I broke the silence.

"Oh, we were noticed." She informed me.

"Sorry, the moment overtook the senses." I knew we disregarded any discretion, but I really wasn't sorry about it.

"No apologies Greg. That was unbelievable. Just talking about is stirring me up again."

"No reason not to stir." I suggested. "Want to stir some now?"

"Okay, let's move inside." Lisa was ready and willing.

"No, it's nice right here." I countered.

"Outdoors again, huh? You can't get enough of that, can you?  Someone's going to see us." She cautioned, but in a way that suggested it wouldn't be the end of the world if that happened.

"That surfer saw us already." I added.

"I know, but I didn't think we'd ever see him again. Look Greg, I don't want to get into a situation where you get uncomfortable because someone saw me nude and then we have be around them in a social situation."

"I was thinking you would be uncomfortable if that happened. You're not?

"Well, it depends on who it is." She admitted.

"Like if we saw that surfer again?" I was trying to figure out the rules.

"No." She laughed. "We'll be five thousand miles from here next week."

I moved behind Lisa and started to unbutton her dinner dress. It was a light sundress. It was sexy, but didn't show too much. It was the way her shape filled it that was sexy. 

Lisa didn't flinch as I opened the back and then slid the dress off her shoulders.  I slid my hands along her shoulders, down her sides, then around the front, cupping her naked breasts.

"So it wouldn't bother you to skinny dip out there again if he were there?" I acted surprised.

"Mmmm" Lisa reacted to my hands caressing her breasts. I'm not sure if she registered what I said to her.  

After a pause she answered. "Probably not!" Her answer seemed to surprise herself.

I hinted for Lisa to stand as I slipped her dress down over her hips. She stood nude on the balcony now as she stepped out of the dress. "Greg. I sure someone can see from down there." She was attempting to make me stop, but her breath was telling me to continue.

"They're farther away than that surfer was." I reached around and massaged Lisa's breasts. I sat back against a small table on the balcony and with her back still to me, pulled Lisa's hips down onto my lap. She raised her rear end and made her sex available to me. I put my hands on her waist just above her hips. "That surfing lesson worked out okay for you though, didn't it?"

"Mmmh!" Lisa moaned as I entered her. "What do you mean?"

Even from behind, I could see Lisa's breasts swinging forward toward the railing.  "I have to tell you." I continued. "I was imagining you nude on that surfboard... ,"

"Given how you were helping, I was almost there!" Lisa quipped.

I could hear voices and see people in the courtyard and wondered if someone were watching. "...Your tits hanging down as you lean forward, hands pushing your naked ass onto the board." I kept going.

Lisa was now softly moaning as our bodies started to move in a slow rhythm. "Being totally naked during a surf lesson would be a little too adventurous". Lisa finally responded emphasizing the second word.

"Why, they had their hands on your ass anyway. Did that skimpy suit you had on today really make a difference?" I slowed my pace so that I could keep talking before I came. "Are you afraid they'd take more liberties without that small strip of cloth?

"Duh?" Lisa has a way of stating the obvious. "That does make a huge difference."

The balcony had side walls which completely blocked neighboring rooms from seeing us, but the light down on the courtyard was so clear, the voices almost audible, and the warm air so nice on our skin, that it felt as though we were having sex down in the courtyard.  I could tell it was having its affect on both of us.

"So without the suit, you think they'd put their hands on your tits, like this?"  I added reaching my left hand onto her left breast and squeezing her nipple. 

Lisa was quiet, but she started to pump her ass down onto me harder. Lisa then arched her body back against mine and put her arm up behind my head. Her body was stretched out on above me now. 

"Or your pussy, like this?" My right hand reached down and started to finger her clitoris as she continued pumping up and down.

"Ooooh Greg, you're being very dirty!" She whined, closing down on an orgasm.

"Or sitting on the surfboard, fucking just like this!" I was really pushing the envelope this time.

Lisa's inhaled in staggered breath. She clamped her muscles down on me and squeezed the come right out of me as her orgasm echoed softly into the night. Even from here, I noticed heads turning towards us.

I hadn't talked this dirty to Lisa since we had sex on the coffee table at home right after she teased the contractors. I didn't mean to suggest her having sex with someone else, but she sure did react to the fantasy.

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The next day we woke up late, had a late breakfast, and hung around the pool.  Lisa had on her sexy one-piece suite again, the one with lots of bare areas.  

After an hour I wandered over to the terrace bar to get some drinks for Lisa and myself when I was surprised by a familiar voice.

"Greg?"  The gravelly but polite voice called out.

I turned to see Jeremy, one of my road warrior friends, but also one of the guys that I told the story to about Lisa and the contractors.

"Damn" I thought. "I expressly tried to come here with nobody I knew!"

Jeremy wasn't with my company. I just saw him on my travels a lot because the company he worked for had many customers in common with mine.

"Uh, Hi Jeremy. What are you doing here?" I said a little caustically.

"Umm, same as you I guess. Having fun and sun?" Jeremy furrowed his brow at me. "So, who you here with?" He continued. "Want to go out tonight? There's this great bar right in the hotel basement."

"No, no thanks! I'm here with the wife getting some R&R." 

"Oh okay." Jeremy held his palm up showing he understood I was not here to party with him. Then a saw a puzzled look on his face before he looked up.

"You're here with your wife?" He suddenly perked up.

"Yeah Jeremy, didn't I just say that?" I said facetiously.

"The same wife as in that story you told me and Jack that time?" He became excited and Jeremy is not a shy person. "I've got to see what she looks like in person!"

"No, that was a different wife." I lied. "So don't tell that story around this one!"

Jeremy wasn't sure if I was putting him on or not, so decided to take the safe route. "I won't. Can you introduce me?" He suggested.

"Well, we're about to eat. Why don't I bring her by later? Where are you sitting?" I figured I'd have a chance to get Lisa to cover herself before they met.

"Okay sure." He agreed. "I always sit near the bar." He smiled.

"Only if you don't get shit-faced." I warned.

It wasn't long before the idea to keep Jeremy from meeting Lisa fell apart.  As my wife was wading into the pool, Jeremy wandered up to us. "Hi Greg!"

Lisa was a bit shocked to hear someone else call me name and turned.  

I was about to eschew Jeremy away when my wife said, "Greg, is this a friend of yours?"

"This is Jeremy. We only know each other from the same industry." I tried to imply he wasn't a friend.

"Pleasure to meet you." Jeremy interrupted looking down at her, three steps into the pool.

I knew that story was going through his head by the way he paused before continuing. He raised his eyebrows. "Greg talks about you all the time." He smiled.

I looked at Jeremy with eyes to kill. I think Lisa noticed before I responded. "That's because she's such a great wife."

"You must be. Greg never comes out with the guys when we're out of town." He patted me on the shoulder trying to show he was trying not to embarrass me. It wasn't entirely true, but for the most part, I stayed out of trouble.

"Thank you." Lisa blushed a bit, still trying to figure out the relationship.

I thought I'd better kill this session. "Go ahead Lisa. Jeremy and I need a few seconds to catch up before I join you." That should also indicate to Jeremy that I wasn't into chatting long.

As we turned away from the pool Jeremy started again. "Holy crap Greg, that woman is built. That must be THE wife!"

"Jeremy not a word, okay?"  I warned.

"Okay, just tell me when we get to play cards?" He laughed, referring to the story I told him about Lisa and I playing strip poker. He meant it as a joke, but I could tell he was waiting for that one in a million response.

"Last warning Jeremy or I'll get Jack to send your expense forms to your wife." I knew where to hurt him.

"Okay, anything but that!" Jeremy went through a nasty divorce with the woman he refers to as 'the bitch', so any reported expenses were a sore spot for him.

I spent the next two days keeping an eye out for Jeremy.  Just when I relaxed and thought he had either gone or gave up hounding me, he popped up in a most inconvenient place. 

To be continued



A Tale to Tell: Wanton Wife



"So let me get this straight." Jack said in disbelief as he sat with Jeremy at the Airport Marriott. "You were in Hawaii at the same time as Greg and his wife?"

"Right." Jeremy quickly answered.

"And not only did you see her topless at the beach, but you're telling me that she stripped off her bikini in front of you and a bar full of guys for a contest?"

"Right!" Jeremy raised his open hand and Jack responded with a high five. "And she looks better in person than in that photo Greg showed you last time we all met."

"Damn, of all the dumb luck!" Jack shook his head, annoyed he missed out on the fun.

"Some of what happened was just pure luck." Jeremy confessed. "After hearing that story about Greg and his wife playing strip poker while the contractors were in the house, then seeing that photo of her in that bikini? Well, let's just say it stuck in my mind and I needed to do something about it." 

"What do you mean?" Jack was now intrigued.

"Well, I was in the process of planning a weekend in Honolulu when one of the guys at Sittarra said Greg's company sent him to the islands as a reward for a project they completed. I just decided to alter my itinerary some."

"So you followed them?" Jack was impressed by Jeremy's cunning. "You do look like a stalker!".

"Up yours too! Anyway, I just figured I'd catch them on the beach. I only wanted to see if she was really that hot in person."

"So how did you go from seeing her in a bikini, to seeing her topless, and then getting her to strip, especially with Greg present?"

"That part was just dumb luck. I was hanging out in this pub in the hotel basement when I find out they customarily bet women to swim nude in the hotel pool. There's a window inside the bar that has a view into the pool!" It was clear that Jeremy was enjoying this part of the story. 

"The first night at this bar, I find out about it from this hot looking waitress, Mandy, who takes me up on that bet and jumps in the pool wearing her birthday suit. After she gets out of the water she tells me a lot of women do it; they're away from home, it's exciting, and they make a few bucks on top of it. So I get to thinking and say, "I'd love to see my buddy's wife do it."

"So you got her to recruit Greg's wife?" Jack says, astounded.

"She just kind of took it on as her own personal challenge. A few days later I pointed Lisa out to Mandy on the beach and she smiled while checking her out. Then I notice Greg and his wife headed down by the topless beach area and the next thing I know I'm looking at Greg's wife's tits on the beach! Between that and the story Greg told us of her showing off her body in front of the contractors, I was thinking that getting her to swim naked by the pool window wouldn't be a big stretch for her."

"And as you said, it wasn't!" Jack piped in.

"Well, it wasn't really that easy. But Mandy sensed something and said she'd get her in the pool for sure."

"And she really did?" Jack responds shaking his head.

"Sure did. Take a look at this!" Jeremy pulled out his iPhone and showed Jack two pictures.

"Holy crap. Is that her? Not just a great set of tits, but look at her hips and ass curving out from that tight waist!" Jack stared at the screen in disbelief. "I can't fucking believe I didn't get in on this!" Jack continued anxiously. "Did she get off right there?" 

"Fuck no ... it was a public bar!"

"I didn't mean the actual bar. I was just wondering if maybe she ... you know ... coming out of the pool in only a towel ... maybe back at the room she does a private show and gets horny like Greg said she did that time? Who knows, it happened once!" 

"No such luck. But I tell you one thing." Jeremy now whispered. "This girl Mandy thought Greg's wife would have had some fun with her if she had pushed it."

"I wonder if Greg knows his wife is such a hot potato. I mean more than he is letting on?" Jack was now intrigued.

"Now that you mention it. I wish I'd have thought of it!" Jeremy got all excited as he pounded his palm into his forehead.

"What! There was more?" Jack nudged him.

"No, but I should have thought about that ... a more private setting." He paused. "I would love to have seen if Mandy really could have got her going." Jeremy stared into space. 

"Gee, listen to us Jeremy. This is our buddy's wife we're talking about, like some stripper. We'd better cool it."

"Yeah, I guess." Jeremy quieted down.

"But I sure wish I'd have seen her get naked in person too." Jack sighed.

"Maybe you can." Jeremy said after a pause. "You still have that timeshare in Orlando?"

"Sure, but I thought we just said we'd better cool it?" Jack reminded him.

Jeremy handed the iPhone to Jack. "Hey, Greg told us she's a bit of an exhibitionist and I've seen that she is. So what's the harm in our Jack getting a little look too, ayah?" He patted Jack's arm.

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"Hi Greg." Jack called me on my cell about two months later. "You want to meet up?"

"Are you here in Tampa?"

"No, Susan and I are at our condo in Orlando. Maybe you and your wife are interested in joining us for a few days?" Jack asked.

I was surprised that he asked if Lisa could come along. "Lisa too?" 

"Well, being my wife is with me ..." Jack started to say.

"Yeah, that's true. It's not far away from here. Are you sure Susan even wants company?"

"Sure. It's not like we do much with our time alone. Maybe a little company with another couple is what we could use." Jack said earnestly.

I knew Jeremy and Jack talked. It crossed my mind that Jack was trying to check out Lisa as well, but since Jack's wife would be there, I decided to give it consideration.

"Alright, I'll ask her." I promised.

"By Tuesday?"

"Yeah, by Tuesday Jack ... and thanks." 

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I called and asked Lisa if her sister could watch the kids while she joined me for three of four days in Orlando. The company would pay for her ticket since I wasn't using mine to go home. She was a little surprised we'd be staying with a couple she'd only met briefly once before, but I was also surprised at how quickly she agreed.

"Sure Greg, if my sister is available, I'll come down. I could use a long weekend."

That Thursday we all met in Orlando. 

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Jack's condo was awesome; vaulted ceilings with two bedrooms. There was a sunken living room facing a fireplace just outside the dining area, just off an open kitchen. At the other end of the living room, facing a golf course and encased in a semi circle of frosted glass, sat a large Jacuzzi. 

I immediately imagined Lisa sitting in that Jacuzzi in the buff. Part of me remembered how awkward I felt about Lisa's nudity in front of Jeremy, but part of me remembered that I was also somewhat excited by her being topless in front of him and Mandy. In fact, sex with her that night was, well, insatiable. I wondered if the possible rewards outweighed the risk. 

"So Greg, what do you think?" Jack asked. I didn't quite take in what Jack said because my mind was busy visualizing Lisa naked in the Jacuzzi; so I didn't answer immediately.

How well Lisa warmed to Susan would determine if I would get to realize that vision. If Susan were open to being nude in the Jacuzzi, then I was sure Lisa would go along. If not, there'd probably be some hesitation on Lisa's part, at least while Jack and Susan were in the room. 

Either way, I couldn't wait to get Lisa in that Jacuzzi naked at some point, even if it had to be while Jack or Susan were out shopping.

"Uh Greg? Something wrong?" Jack interrupted my thoughts while I daydreamed. 

Lisa poked my side. "No, not at all. I'm just impressed with how nice this place is." I piped up. Lisa saw me looking over at the Jacuzzi more than a few times and wrinkled her brow at me wondering what I was thinking, though I think she had some idea.

The first day was uneventful but nice. We had dinner at a nice Bohemian fish house. Jack and I traded some stories about work and the girls got to know each other. Every time I looked at Susan, I wondered about Jack's fears about her having an affair. She was quite chatty and friendly, which could be taken as flirtatious, but maybe Jack took it for more than it was.

Jack and Susan were a few years older than Lisa and I. He was still good looking with strong features that could pass for a Mark Spitz that was a bit older and pudgy now.

Susan was attractive too, hiding her years very well. She had very nice large eyes that tapered at the edges, giving her a slightly Asian look; though she was of Italian descent. Susan was slim, with small perky tits. Her best feature was her nice round butt, which was more pronounced given her slim hips. I consider myself a tit man, but that ass was hard to ignore. She was what my friends would call a 'spinner'. Although her frequent chatter might be a little wearing, she seemed to be a nice person. 

We headed back to the condo for some more drinks. When we settled in, Jack saw me looking over at the Jacuzzi.

"You want to give it a try?" Jack invited.

"Yeah, it looks very tempting." I replied. 

"Want to take a dip?" I said to Lisa.

"Maybe later tonight, before we go to bed." She replied.

After a little more conversation and drink, Jack and Susan decided to turn in for the night. "Well, we're heading up to bed." Jack announced.

"I just want to let you know that Susan and I don't wear anything in the Jacuzzi, so it's okay if you two do likewise." Jack offered. 

Susan elbowed him and pretended to be a little shocked. "We'll leave you two alone for the night. Enjoy the Jacuzzi. Just do me a favor and put the cover on if you can remember when you leave." She added with a smile.

They climbed the stairs to one of two bedrooms separated by a loft area overlooking the living room. I realized that whoever might be in the loft would have a good view of the Jacuzzi as well.

Lisa headed toward the stairs a few minutes later.

"Aren't we going to use the Jacuzzi?" I asked thinking she changed her mind.

"Sure, I'm just going to get my robe." She replied. 

"Good point." I said realizing that we wouldn't change back into our clothes after getting out of the Jacuzzi, meaning we'd have to climb the stairs in the buff.

We went upstairs. I quickly undressed and draped a towel around myself while Lisa fetched her robe. 

"No suit?" Lisa responded to my wardrobe.

"The only way to experience it." I quickly responded.

"So you're okay with us being nude around Jack and Susan?" Lisa seemed more to be asking me if I were okay with it for her own sake.

"Sure, if they are. Are you?"

Lisa pulled off her panties and grabbed her robe.

"I guess so!" I said excitedly.

Lisa wore the same robe she had on when she walked to the outdoor shower during our trip to the Cape. It brought back memories and started getting a rise out of me. The short, silky, pink robe did little to hide her curvy figure. Her nipples stood out in the material framing her breasts, which swayed as she came down the stairs. Lisa showed a lot of leg and as she came down the stairs. I was thinking that if someone were downstairs, they'd likely get a quick flash from under the robe.

We both settled in at the edge of the Jacuzzi, letting our legs get adjust to the hot water before we submerged. I still had on my towel and Lisa her robe.

"Well, ready to take the plunge?" I asked as I pulled open the knot holding my towel.

Lisa looked down at me. I didn't exactly have an erection, but my cock was quite full, though soft. I have a pretty flat stomach and the way I was leaning back as I entered the Jacuzzi must've been appealing to Lisa.

"You look good, Greg." She said. Lisa and I almost always end up having sex whenever she says that. I wondered if that would be possible tonight since we were still in an open space.

Lisa opened her robe slowly. She leaned forward causing her breasts to fall into the opening between the lapels. Her nipples remained hidden. This cautious undressing made her even sexier. I wondered how Jack and Susan would react if they were watching.

Lisa pulled open the bottom of the robe, showing a wisp of dark hair while her legs remained closed in a sitting position. She then pulled the robe slowly off her shoulders causing her breasts to push out prominently. 

Arching her shoulders, Lisa opened the robe and let it drop to the floor behind her. Once the robe left her arms, she returned her hands to her sides and placed them on the ledge. Slowly she lifted her butt off the edge and gradually lowered herself into the Jacuzzi. 

She had shaved her pubes in a neat little strip, running down her body, stopping just above her pink lips. Those lips were very visible until they finally disappeared into the warm water.

Needless to say, this was all a little too sexy for me and I made my way over to Lisa immediately. She ended up on my lap, lying against me, causing her upper body to float on the surface of the water. Her body glistened in the dim room light, her wet skin getting sprayed by bubbles just at the surface.

I leaned over to kiss her as I caressed her breasts. Lisa let out an appreciative moan before reminding me about our hosts.

"If they come back out, they'll see us." Lisa said turning back and looked up towards the loft area.

"Doubt they will, they're either asleep or doing the same thing!" I said haughtily. 

The thought of being seen did excite us. Lisa closed her eyes and was now enjoying the frontal massage I was giving her. 

My fingers slid easily over her wet skin. Her head swayed in a rhythmic motion in concert with my hands as she kept her eyes shut. Every so often she would let a soft moan pass from her lips as a finger came in contact with a sensitive part. Finally my hands slid below her stomach and she tensed; she knew where I was headed. 

My hand found her little furry mound. Lisa was very sensitive as I brushed over it. I quickly found her little nib, massaging it lightly then moving up and massaging just above it, on her pelvis bone; Lisa's erogenous zone is actually about two inches above her clitoris. 

I put my leg under her to keep her body at the surface. We were both looking at her exposed body in anticipation of her climax. 

I was hoping that Jack or Susan was secretly watching us. I could tell from Lisa's glances up toward the loft that she was thinking the same, making the moment even more exhilarating as Lisa's body convulsed into orgasm.

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We all ate a delicious breakfast of omelets the next morning, prepared by Jack.

"Well, Susan and I like a little morning wakeup in the Jacuzzi after a cup of coffee." Jack said just before he slid the bite of his omelet into his mouth.

"I don't blame you. Lisa and I really enjoyed it last night." I said looking over at Lisa who, I'm sure, was thinking about her floating orgasm as well.

"Well then, feel free to join us. But if you have any problem with that, we'll wait until you two go out later." He offered.

I looked over at Lisa to gauge her expression. 

Susan helped me out by quickly volunteering. "Only if you're comfortable, Lisa. It's okay with me if it's okay with you." Susan said, implying that she was comfortable with being nude in my presence too. 

"The younger women don't seem to wear much out in public these days, so I'm not really sure that it matters much to these guys." Susan added almost as if she was disappointed that we wouldn't consider it much of a rush anyway.

"Well, I feel bad about having to make you wait to go in." I said, giving Lisa a way out.

"It's fine Susan." Lisa responded. 

Jack smiled as he realized he would be seeing Lisa nude as well. I'm sure it was one of the motivations of his invitation.

Lisa had exhibited herself some with the contractors, and fully with the caretaker at the Cape, the surfer, and especially the bar in Waikiki! But there was something even sexier about this situation, because it just seemed more, well, intimate.

The girls went upstairs to change and fetch their robes, while Jack and I took turns grabbing towels in the downstairs bathroom. We were pretty quiet in anticipation of seeing each other's wives in the nude.

"I guess you don't have to hear Jeremy gloat anymore." I said to Jack knowing how he ranted about Jeremy having had the opportunity of seeing my wife topless.

"I wasn't really thinking about that Greg." Jack lied. "The setting is a bit different and I have Susan with me." 

It was true. What transpired in Hawaii seemed more like a spring break story and Jeremy was a known hound-dog. This was more normal and intimate, though I thought Jack was getting the better of the trade than I.

The girls came down and I watched Jack taking in Lisa's curves under her clingy thin robe.

He was about to step into the Jacuzzi when Susan cut him off.

"Uh, let the ladies get in first, Jack." She quickly interjected as she came down the stairs.

I wondered why she said that, but then understood when I though back to the night before and remembered seeing Lisa's pussy lips as she climbed into the Jacuzzi. Susan must have done this before and knew that having the men sit and watch the ladies climb in was a little explicit and somewhat chauvinistic.

In any case, Jack and I turned around while the girls took off their robes and climbed into the Jacuzzi. Of course we stole a peek and even winked at each other as we did.

Lisa looked stunning as she stood in the water about thigh deep. Her large breasts sloped out over her flat stomach, her nice round ass flared out from her small back. 

Susan looked exactly as I thought: small perky tits, pointy nipples, sporting a great ass. Susan's ass would be tempting to any man. I let the thought move out of my mind in order to keep from getting an erection.

Jack and I soon followed, both sitting at the edge. Jack took his towel off first, having no problem with his nudity.

I waited a little longer and watched Susan's eyes move down my body when I removed my towel. I also noticed Lisa looking over at her while Susan was checking me out. 

I was semi-erect by now and Lisa giggled, "Greg, I think you should just get in quickly." She received a knowing smile from Susan.

Lisa popped up a few times, displaying her tits. Jack never missed the action when she did. After about fifteen minutes Susan stood up and announced that she had had enough. She stepped up on the ladder leading out of the Jacuzzi, pausing to fix her hair. Her slim waist and round ass was about two feet from my face. I couldn't help but take in the show playing out in front of me. 

I presented a look of apology towards Jack. He just shrugged his shoulders and sunk a little deeper into the tub, probably to hide an erection. I know it would happen to me if Lisa had presented the same pose to Jack. 

Susan climbed out of the tub. Lifting her leg over the edge of the Jacuzzi, I caught sight of her sex. I looked to the side to find Jack had his eyes closed, but Lisa tilted her head to the side making a "you enjoying yourself" face at me. This time I shrugged and settled lower in the tub with my erection.

Thinking about the situation, I wondered if turn about was fair play. "I think I'm done too." I said. Lisa locked onto my eyes giving me a 'what are you doing?' kind of stare. I put my arm on her shoulder reassuringly before getting up, wrapping a towel around myself, and heading up the stairs leaving Jack and Lisa alone in the Jacuzzi together. I left the door to my room open so that they didn't think I was leaving them alone on purpose.

From my perch in the room, I could see them. Lisa had her back to me. I didn't worry about Jack looking up because he was focused on Lisa. I heard them chatting for a few moments, then I heard Lisa say she was getting out.




A Tale to Tell: Wanton Wife



She stood up in front of Jack and tied her hair back, letting her breasts just pop out in full view above the water. Jack looked straight up at her with no hint of propriety. He inadvertently admitted that he had spoken about her figure before.

"Our other friend Jeremy said you ... well ... you had a great figure. He's wasn't exaggerating." I was surprised at Jack's openness with his wife still in the house.

I saw something move from the corner of my eye and realized Susan had left her door open from across the hall. She was parading around her room still nude, bending over her bed as she picked up one piece of clothing and then the next. Her round ass was very visible and moved my attention from the Jacuzzi to her.

I suddenly remembered what was going on down stairs and I returned my attention to the tub. I was surprised to see Lisa still standing and talking so casually with Jack though she was nude.

"And you guys talk about these sorts of things do you?" I heard Lisa say, trying to sound innocent. 

"Well, only things worth mentioning." Jack answered.

"You know Jeremy well then, yes?" Jack nodded affirmatively"

And he told you he ran into Greg and me in Hawaii?" Lisa now opened up. "At the topless beach?"

"Yes, and the pool and the pub too." Jack said freely.

Lisa was now standing on display in front of Jack for more than ten minutes. I'm not sure he looked up at her face more than a few seconds of that time. I was amazed that she did this in front of someone she knew. I became very excited as I imagined myself in his place.

"Things got a little out of hand in the bar. I don't know what you must think of me?" Lisa continued.

"I think you are a liberated woman who's proud of her, um, figure." Jack said trying to find a fine line between compliment and lecherous.

"Actually, that's not the case at all." Lisa giggled. "It was just the situation."

"Like now." Jack stared down Lisa's body.

"Yes." Lisa blushed and looked down at her exposed body so close to Jack. She put her arm over her breasts pretending some propriety. "Only because Greg is okay with it." 

"So you're okay with whatever Greg is okay with?" Jack smiled subtly, sunk down in the water, and closed his eyes, leaving Lisa wondering what he inferred by that last statement as she stepped of the tub.

Lisa moved away from the Jacuzzi, bending at the knees to pick up her robe. Her curtsy hid the money shot that she showed the caretaker at the Cape. But her figure was bowed so that her breasts hung down from her body. Her back curved down to her hips, flaring out and around her derriere. It must've looked like a nude art painting to Jack as his eyes opened wide to take a look.

My erection was getting the better of me when I heard a voice.

"You should close your door, Greg." Susan whispered across the loft.

I looked up and saw her looking at me from across the hall.

"Your wife is beautiful. I like your reaction." She smiled and started to close her door.

"Yours was open too." I replied knowingly.

"Yes, I know." Susan smiled and finished closing her door.

Lisa climbed the stairs and caught Susan's door closing, but said nothing.

When she reached our room, I met her at the door, towel still in hand, and gave her a strong kiss. "God you looked so hot in that Jacuzzi!"

"Giving Susan a good show?" She interrupted walking into the room.

"That was an accident; I was watching you and was distracted. Speaking of shows, you gave Jack quite a nice one."

"You left me there with him. I had little choice." Lisa lightly scolded. "True, but you were standing up for a while there." 

"So you were watching us?" Lisa pulled away some. 

"I just found it interesting!" I laughed mischievously. "Besides, Susan was here, what could happen?"

I brought Lisa closer and pulled her robe open to the side. By now my erection was large and pressing against her tummy. I wanted to change her petulant mood.

"What do you want to happen?" She said in a sexy voice. "It seems you like your friends seeing me naked." Lisa said as she squeezed me in just the right place. "Don't you?"

"Not at first. But after Hawaii, yes I do."

"Do you know that Jeremy told Jack all about Hawaii? Do you think maybe that's why Jack invited us here?

"It did cross my mind, but since his wife is here, I didn't think that was the reason."

"I'm not sure it's a great thing that your friends are comparing notes about seeing me naked. They might tell other guys too and everyone will think your wife is some sort of ... I don't know ... stripper!"

"You're sexier than any stripper I've seen." I said as Lisa looked at me deadpanned. "Besides, all they can do is talk." I waited a few seconds before adding. "And jack off!" 

Lisa's mouth opened in surprise. But she looked down at my erection and massaged it a bit more. "You mean like this?" A minute later she had me down on the bed, rubbing the head of my cock up along her moist pussy lips.

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We went out to dinner later that night. Jack picked up the bill. We took a nice stroll on warm night through Church Street and headed back to the condo. Since we had already all been in the Jacuzzi together, there wasn't the anticipation of the first night. I definitely felt Susan staring at me this time, while Jack flicked his eyes toward Lisa many times as we relaxed in the tub. I wondered if they were using the situation to enhance their own love life; not much different than what Lisa and I were doing. 

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Things changed a bit Saturday morning when Jack's doorbell rung.

"Ah, who the hell is that?" Jack grumbled as he got out of his comfortable chair and walked to the door.

My anxiety went up about for notches when I heard Jack's greeting. "Jeremy?" 

"Hi Greg!" Jeremy answered happily. "I was in Savannah and was staying for the weekend. I had no reason to go home, and Jack told me you guys were here for the weekend. I figured I'd come down and take you out to or dinner or something. Are you surprised?" Jeremy moved into the house.

"Hi Jeremy." Susan greeted Jeremy as he walked into the room.

"Jer..." I started to say when it struck me, "you know Susan?" 

"Sure. The condo is looking good Susan, as are you." Jeremy stopped to give Susan a peck on the cheek as he greeted her.

My stomach was gurgling as I wondered how Jeremy would react to seeing Lisa for the first time considering he saw all of her in Waikiki.

"Ah, Lisa is here too! Good to see you again Lisa." I was surprised that Jeremy didn't emphasize the 'see' part. "You're looking as good as I remember."

I was certainly feeling uneasy with the change in plans. The last time Jeremy saw Lisa she was wearing a towel after swimming nude in the pool after taking that dare. But Lisa took his greeting as a formality. I was wondering how long it would take Jeremy to start talking about what happened in Hawaii in front of the girls.

It wasn't Jeremy that moved the conversation off in that direction though. 

"Oh, I didn't know Lisa had met you before?" Susan inquired, looking back at Jack who evidently didn't mention it to her.

"Well, I, uh." Jeremy was trying to choose his words carefully as I stared at him. "I ran into Lisa and Greg in Hawaii a few months back. That was my first introduction to Lisa." Jeremy smiled at Jack, who smiled back knowingly. "I certainly enjoyed meeting her." He said, adding to my chagrin.

"Well then, we're just headed over to CitiWalk. You want to come with us or are you boys staying back here to catch up?" Lisa tried to quickly change the subject.

Susan led the way that night. We went out to grab some treats while touring CitiWalk. Lisa and Susan stopped in a few shops and looked around while the guys hung out and talked about work. 

Jeremy didn't make any other comments about Lisa; he was more interested in some of the passing women. Lisa and Susan were dressed to kill, but in comparison they showed less skin than many of the women now in Jeremy's view. 

"See that one!" Jeremy interrupted us. "That's just torture ... she shouldn't be allowed to wear that in public." He motioned at a woman in her mid twenties wearing terrycloth white shorts that hugged her body just above her ass, a strip of material from her g-string rising above the waist. Her shorts stopped just below her ass and she wore a tube top that left most of her breasts showing, and both her nipples noticeable beneath the material.

Lisa and Susan surprised us, suddenly appearing just as Jeremy was finishing his observation.

"You guys enjoying yourselves?" Lisa said directing her words more at me.

"Oh sorry Lisa, it's just that, well ... I mean?" Jeremy gestured toward the woman.

"I guess I can't blame you if she's going to pack all that into that scrawny outfit and present it in public. At least Jeremy's single." Lisa addressed me pretending as if to admonish me.

"I wasn't looking at HER Lisa." I answered as everyone laughed at my lie. "I was just imagining you in that outfit." I added in jest to bail myself out. It was the wrong joke to say with the guys around.

"Amen to that!" Jeremy piped in.

"Really!" Jack let out. He glanced at Susan then quickly tried to change the subject. "So, is anyone interested in dinner in a couple of hours?"

"Jack, don't you remember?" She said. "I'm going down to my sister's house after dinner. I need time to drive in daylight and should be back early tomorrow morning." Suddenly my uneasy feeling surfaced again. This situation seemed too coincidental. I didn't think Jack had forgotten. I was now wondering if the guys had planned this entire weekend. 

I had the same uneasy feeling in Hawaii when I first saw Jeremy. Though I was uncomfortable with the events in Hawaii, I was pretty thankful later with the 'out-cum'. It provided me a few great memories of Lisa that most husbands never get to see from their own wives. So I ignored my first impulse, which was to separate us from the guys once Susan left.

We ate at Puck's restaurant. Jeremy tried to load drinks into the girls, prompting me to look around for a wet t-shirt contest sign or some other reason, as was his motive in Hawaii.

"No more for me." Lisa said to the waiter. "I'll be the designated driver for you guys."

"Well, we do need someone sober!" Jeremy laughed.

"Then I'll be." Susan added. "I have to drive down to Boca after dinner anyway."

Jack made a face that suggested he didn't believe her trip was to her sister's house.

At dinner's end the guys and Lisa all had a light buzz on that lasted through our return to the condo. Susan grabbed a suitcase and left immediately for her sister's house after receiving a hearty goodbye from all of us. "Nice to meet you Susan. We'll see you tomorrow." Lisa added.

I offered to carry Susan's suitcase to her car. When I said goodbye Susan put her hand firmly on my stomach, which tightened to her touch.

"Too bad I won't get to SEE you again tonight." She smiled and closed the trunk. "By the way, Jack was quite amorous last night! Maybe Lisa inspired him? I know you inspired me." She smiled and pressed her hand against my stomach as if to test how hard it was and mumbled something that I did not catch as she got into her car and left.

I went back into the condo thinking that I'd better not find myself alone with Mrs. Robinson, a.k.a. Susan, or she would test my resolve. Jack's fears about her fidelity might be warranted.

When I walked back into the condo, Jeremy and Jack were on the couch opposite Lisa. As I had feared, Jeremy had turned the conversation to Hawaii.

"Then she gives Greg a kiss and saunters up to the bar. Next thing I know, Lisa is in the pool and well ... she really put on quite a show." Jeremy said with a noticeable buzz on.

"You have guts Lisa!" Jack replied. "I sure couldn't imagine getting Susan to do that!" 

Actually, I was thinking just the opposite about Susan. "Couldn't keep that story in, ay Jeremy?" I interrupted.

"Our main entertainment when we get together is reliving stories!" He replied

"True, but that one's a little sensitive." I reminded him. He shrugged in response. 

"You guys seem to share a lot of stories. How about telling me one of yours?" Lisa said to Jack after a few moments of uncomfortable quiet.

"Well, most of what we talk about is work." Jack replied.

"Nothing about your wives or home life?" Lisa pried.

"Not really. Jeremy here went through a messy divorce, so we don't really talk much about his home life." Jack snickered.

"How long ago was that Jeremy?" Lisa inquired after giving Jack an admonishing look.

"About three years now."

"Is anyone in your life now? What about that woman Mandy that we met in Hawaii?"

"Nobody since the divorce. That left a bad taste in my mouth. Mandy was great, but it never got to anything beyond that week." He said honestly.

"Hmmm." Lisa responded, thinking about something that I wouldn't learn until much later.

"Susan seems nice." Lisa turned to Jack.

"We're actually separated. We get together occasionally to see if we can work things out."

Lisa was really surprised to hear that. I didn't realize this latest bit of news either, which now explained Susan's behavior somewhat.

"See, our lives are just boring, that's why we rely on Greg to have a life." Jack said in a matter of fact way.

I cringed as Jack said that because I was hoping Jeremy wouldn't bring up the story I told about Lisa teasing the contractors in our home the previous year. He didn't, but Lisa did!

"Oh that's right. In Hawaii Jeremy said something about the contractors in our home?" Lisa leered at me.

"Ayah." Jeremy seemed to wake up at this, "That little ditty about you two playing a little card game with the contractors in the house. That was a good one!" Jeremy said as he went to the fridge and got some beers, as was his custom. 

"Can we talk about one of the other nice stories I've told you about my life?" I said knowing I was now in the hot seat. I couldn't believe Lisa was letting this go on.

"Sure, but that one seems to stick in our heads more, ayah Jack?"

"You have to admit, Greg." Jack added as he drained a cool one.

"Okay, let's change subjects." I insisted. 

"Before we do change the subject Greg, why in the world would you tell your friends an intimate story like that?" Lisa shot her words at me.

"I'm not sure why either. I was talking about the work we were doing on our house, actually. The next thing I know, it just kind of came out as part of the story. I suppose I had a few too many beers in me. Sorry, it just flowed out." I said thinking Lisa really didn't know how much of the story had come out.

Lisa made her way over to the kitchen as the conversation became quiet. 

After a few quiet moments Jack tried to break the silence. "Well, anyone want to move to the Jacuzzi?"

"I'm not sure Lisa would be comfortable, being the only woman here". I pointed out.

Jack surveyed who was actually in the room before saying, "Sorry Lisa. I wasn't thinking ... since we've been in already." We, meaning Jack; I could tell he was trying to one up Jeremy.

"Not Jeremy." I interrupted.

"Right, but I assumed, given Jeremy's story ..." Jack added.

"Jack, that doesn't mean anytime you guys are around that ..."

"You need some water too Greg?" Lisa interrupted while holding up her glass.

"Uh, yeah." I replied to her distractedly.

"Here." She held up a glass for me to come and get.

"Sorry, that's not what I meant." Jack replied before I could finish my sentence to him.

Lisa handed me the glass, then said in a low voice. "Well, since you like to tell steamy stories about your wife, I'm surprised you don't want us all to jump into the steamy Jacuzzi."

I was starting to wonder why Lisa was suggesting it herself. So I decided to test her. "I just wasn't sure you'd wanted to, being the only woman here."

"Didn't you tell me the other night that you like your friends seeing me naked?' "Lisa pushed me teasingly.

"I guess I did." I said quietly. "But I wasn't really being serious."

"No? But they both have." Lisa raised her eyebrows. "Let me think about how I should punish my husband for telling steamy stories about his wife." She said as she walked back to the couch slightly drunk with an exaggerated sway of her ass. 

I wondered what she was planning, but I was also concerned about her reaction if she uncovered how much detail I let out about the infamous contractor story?

"So you told them about the card game and me taking off my clothes while the contractors were downstairs?" Lisa continued as if the conversation never changed. 

Then I noticed Lisa slip her tongue between her lips as she looked at me. She did this when she was horny and I realized she intended some serious teasing. I assumed it would be short lived, but the events that followed would change that plan. I just nodded as I joined her on the couch.

"Did Greg tell you about our trip to the Cape too?"

"We didn't hear that one!" Jeremy piped up. "Do tell us!"

I let her go so that the story would veer away from the contractor story. So I leaned my head back to signal, "Go ahead if you must." In reality, I was wondering what affect this would all have on Lisa.

"Greg insisted that I try the outdoor shower while the caretaker was working in the yard."

Jeremy clapped his hands. "And he saw you in the shower?"

"He saw me in and OUT of the shower." Lisa sounded suddenly naughty.

"I guess Greg likes to show you off. I can't blame him. So you let the caretaker see you in the shower, the contractors play strip poker with you, and then, I'm proud to say, I witnessed that infamous strip for the pub!" Jeremy laughed. "I'm so jealous, Greg. What a wife you have, to do that for you!"

"So you told these two the contractors played strip poker with us?" Lisa raised her eyebrow wondering why her husband added that little ditty. "Hmmm." Lisa looked over at me questioningly, her tongue pushing up against her top lip. 

"No, I just said they sat down to show you a game! Come on guys, stop making it worse." I defended myself.

She suddenly reached over to an end table to grab a deck of cards lying within view. "That's true. It wasn't poker I played with the contractors; it was some game they played in their Eastern Europe homeland."

"What game is that?" Jack was now intrigued.

"Let me show you." Lisa started dealing some cards to my surprise. 

The guys quickly followed as Lisa sat down next to the coffee table next to the couch.

"Actually, we were sitting around a table just like this." I listened in anticipation, as did the Jack and Jeremy.

Lisa then leaned over and whispered to me. "Do you really like to show me off?"

The sultry look on her face left me in stunned silence as my erection overrode my brain. I didn't think she'd go far with her tease ... until that moment. 

Lisa took my lack of response as a yes and quickly reached for the cards."Let's try a hand then."

"What do we play for?" Jack suggested.

"How about the same stakes as you did the first time?" Jeremy laughed not realizing he was about to get his wish.

"Well, if we're getting in the Jacuzzi anyway..." Said Lisa said with a sly look.

Both Jack and Jeremy swallowed hard in response. They knew that Lisa role played having sex with the contractors. At this point Lisa had no idea I went to that level of detail with my little tale.

"... When you lose all your clothes, you have to get into the Jacuzzi. Ready Greg?" Lisa gave me a lustily look.

Lisa lost the first few hands and stripped off her foot silks then removed her bra from beneath her shirt. The act of removing her bra was sexier than if she had only removed her shirt. 

Jack cleared his throat as Lisa pulled the bra from her sleeve and dropped it onto the floor. Her nipples were hard and pushed hard against the material, making the shape of her breast more noticeable.




A Tale to Tell: Wanton Wife



Jack and Jeremy lost the next few hands.

"You may be going in before Lisa." Jack egged on Jeremy.

"Ah, we'll all end up in there anyway." He shrugged.

But Lisa kept the anticipation high. "Is that so? Then let's play that the last player doesn't get to go in!" 

This immediately intensified the game. None of the guys wanted to be left out since Lisa was closest to going in. Lisa got a low hand again and removed her pants. We all knew just her shirt and panties remained.

Jeremy then lost four straight hands before we realized that he was likely throwing the game in order to make sure he was going to be in the Jacuzzi. Jack did likewise for two hands before Lisa lost once again. The anticipation was soaring as Lisa lifted her shirt above her bare breasts. The guys inhaled deeply as her shirt caught under her breasts causing them to bounce as the cloth released its grip from her body. 

Lisa watched their eyes. Her face was flush. She was definitely getting hot and horny, which seems to occur whenever she exposes herself. I watched her tongue dart out more frequently.

I tried to lose a few hands to catch up to Jack and was somewhat successful; no one cared if he game lasted longer while Lisa sat there with her lovely tits on display. Jeremy ended up in the Jacuzzi first, followed quickly by Jack as he lost the next. Their Willies had perked up and I watch Lisa take in the view as each made his way to the tub. Jeremy's had surprising girth.

"That was stupid Jack." Jeremy called from the Jacuzzi. "Now all Greg has to do is throw all his hands and it's just the boys." He pondered a moment. "Lisa, would you still bring us some drinks in that case?" He laughed. "It wouldn't be so bad being served by a topless waitress."

I won the next few hands leaving Lisa and I both in only our underpants. She whispered. "Had enough?"

"You're really going to go in there without me?" I asked incredulously.

Lisa took a deep breath, slowly closed her eyes for a second, and subtly licked her lips. To this day I'm not sure why I didn't throw my hand. I guess I didn't think she'd do it. But Lisa threw away the cards that would have won the game for her. I mouthed a "wow" and realized she was about to climb into that Jacuzzi with two men, none of whom were me while I had to watch.

"I'm out." I turned my stunned face towards Jack and Jeremy. They were equally stunned because I think we all understood at that point that Lisa could have averted the situation, but didn't. And neither did I, which meant?

Jack and Jeremy sat up tall in the Jacuzzi and Lisa approached. 

"Greg, you can bring the drinks over!" He laughed.

I retrieved the container of single malt Scotch at which Jeremy was pointing. I handed the bottle to Jeremy's waiting hand. He stood to pour the drinks, his semi erect and very fat penis on display. I saw Lisa's eyebrows rise as she took notice. 

Jeremy handed out four shot glasses, clinking glasses with Jack and Lisa. "To the winners!"

"Greg, can you go get my robe for me?" Lisa knew this would put her alone with them for a few minutes at least. Then she took my shot glass, which I hadn't downed yet. "I'll take this in the meantime." She laughed and drank it in one gulp. I realized at this point that she was going to go beyond exhibitionism. I guess I wanted to see her do it because I started climbing the stairs to the loft

Lisa had a heavy buzz going. Knowing how horny she already was, I knew the effect the alcohol would have on her already low inhibitions. I turned to watch Lisa remove her panties. Other than penetration, I'm not sure if there is anything sexier than a curvy woman removing her panties as her last garment. She shifted her hips side to side as she pulled the panties over them and lowered them past her knees. Her full breasts hung down as she bent to lift each leg through the panty. Her legs were close together, most likely hiding her sex, making it all the more provocative to their prying eyes.

I saw Lisa look up at me. The guys didn't notice because their eyes were riveted her strip of pubic hair. Her velvet pussy lips must have been quite visible to the guys as she parted her legs to step over the edge of the tub and into the water. I stripped off my underwear while she watched, my erection bouncing out of my shorts. I grabbed a towel and Lisa's robe quickly from our room, but took my time in the loft so that I could watch Lisa, Jack, and Jeremy from this high angle. It was quite erotic to see her step down into the water naked with two men just feet away in the Jacuzzi. 

Lisa turned to sit but fell back into the water slightly before righting herself. Jeremy put his hand out to help catch her. She tried to sit up, but ended up falling down onto Jeremy's lap. There was my naked wife, sitting on my naked friend. When she reached down to steady herself, her mouth and eyes opened wide. I'm sure she realized his cock was pressing against her ass. I'm sure he wished it was a direct landing. "Oh my!" Lisa laughed in embarrassment as she looked down into the water.

Jeremy took the opportunity to put his hand on her right tit. He leaned his head back in pleasure for a moment. I'm sure he thought he was about to fuck my wife. But Lisa suddenly bolted away and floated herself back to the adjacent seat. "Sorry Jeremy. I couldn't get my balance." Lisa tried to sound very surprised by the moment, and then gently sank below the water. 

I tried to calm myself (and my erection), thinking the storm had passed and started down the stairs. The guys gazed down at my wife's body. With her eyes closed there was no reason not to. I think we all thought she was now sleeping it off.

Though I was excited by the events of the past hour, I was relieved because I wasn't sure how to react when I saw Lisa on Jeremy's lap. But the Jacuzzi bubbles stopped just as I reached the landing. Jack didn't realize how loud his voice was with the bubbles suddenly stopped and that last part of his sentence was heard by all of us.

"Wow, like when she pretended to do the contractors." Jack said. 

Lisa's was submerged up to her neck and her eyes were closed. She opened her eyes at this and looked first at Jeremy, then at Jack. "Pretended to what?" Lisa was suddenly more alert. She sat up, bringing her nipples to the surface.

"You know, that story about the contractors?" 

Holy Shit! There it was! was all I could think as I reached the tub.

Lisa turned to look for me. Finding me, she signaling with her index finger to come closer.

Lisa stood up and leaned over toward me so that she could whisper to me privately. This also had the effect of curving her back so that her ass was thrust out toward Jack and Jeremy. 

"You told them I pretended sucking off the contractor?" It wasn't quite a whisper. Though her voice was partly slurred her tone was incredulous.

I was about to come up with some type of excuse when Lisa suddenly put her tongue between her lips again and peered her eyes at me. 

"It wasn't just a role play for you was it Greg? That's your real fantasy, isn't it?" She whispered, staring into my eyes. 

I barely got out, "Lis, it's just a fantasy."

"Is it? You didn't stop me from drinking and getting naked in a hot tub with your friends."

Lisa rolled her tongue across her top lip seductively, fanned herself, and stepped back toward Jeremy and Jack. "Get me some cold water Greg, I'm getting hot." 

What a double-entendre that was! I quickly got a pitcher of water from the kitchen and poured a glass for her. I wasn't sure how pissed at me she was, but maybe this water would cool her off. I returned to find Lisa still in the same position; Jack and Jeremy had their eyes glued to her ass. Jeremy's fat cock was now at full staff.

I kneeled down next to her and gave her the glass. Lisa took a sip. "So you told these guys what a naughty girl I can be?" She said like a loud drunk. Then she poured the glass of cold water slowly over her head, around her neck and let the rest drip down her breasts; her nipples rising quickly in response. 

Jack and Jeremy sat up taller. We were all speechless.

"Oooh, that feels good." Lisa said as if someone just stuck their cock in her. 

My cock rose up like a towel rack due to my subsequent erection. She said seductively. "You like that don't you? She dipped the glass into the water and slowly poured it over her breasts. "Is that what naughty girls do?" 

We were all quiet as mice until Jeremy's voice whispered, "Yes."

"Since Greg tells naughty stories about me. Did he tell you what we did next?" Lisa reached out, grabbed my rock hard cock, and started masturbating me while looking at them.

Lisa knew I would either have to confess or suffer any consequences she had in mind. I didn't know what the consequences were, but at this point I didn't care. 

"Yes I did." I stared back at Lisa to call her dare.

She turned back and proceeded to put her mouth around my erection. Lisa worked her tongue so well that I came within minutes.

"Holy shit!" Jeremy gasped. 

Lisa looked down at my now failing cock and up into my eyes. I realized that Lisa was about to bestow my fantasy. I also realized I wanted to see it happen. "I even told I'm not sure what you would've done if they walked back in the door when you were sucking me off".

Lisa motioned for me to give her the pitcher of water. I did and she slowly poured it over her shoulders and across her breasts. She had turned so that the guys got the profile view. The water dripped down her chest, her back, and over her ass. "Mmmm." Lisa breathed out as the water cascaded down her body.

"Oh my god!" Jack and Jeremy cried out in unison.

"So what do you guys think I would have done? Fuck the contractors with him watching?" Silence as nobody would admit the obvious. Then Lisa said it, "Is that what we're all here to find out?"

"Yes it is." Jeremy said calmly, admitting the plan.

Lisa lowered herself back in the water and floated across to Jeremy, coming to rest against Jeremy's leg. He looked up at me to judge my reaction, but I didn't change my expression. 

Lisa wiggled onto his lap and then reached down to take hold of his cock. "That's some handful. Are you related to Dobry?" Even with the alcohol in her, Lisa clearly remembered the scene, names and all. I suddenly wasn't so sure she didn't actually do Dobry at some point.

She slowly rose up to position herself over him. I could see Jeremy's very fat tip just under and between Lisa's legs before she sat down.

"Oh!" Her mouth and eyes opened wide. "Oh my ... gawdddd!" I watched Lisa's reaction to trying to get him inside her. She closed her eyes and grimaced a little before leaning her head back to find her rhythm. 

I could tell she was feeling sensations she hadn't felt with my longer but thinner member. I watched her rise and fall on Jeremy's fat cock, and found that I didn't mind because she looked so sexy.

I nodded very subtly as I locked onto the image of Lisa riding atop Jeremy, his hand on her narrow waist just above her curvy hips, the other reaching around front and holding the weight of one of her tits as they bounced in rhythm. 

Jack moved closer to them, hoping to interact, his cock straight out. 

"Is this what you thought would happen Gr...?" She looked right at me but Jeremy's thrust interrupted her. "... Oh, oowh ... And the other guy?" She reached out, took Jack's erection in her hand, and started to massage it. Jack moved his hand to her other tit. Lisa pulled him into her face by his ass cheeks and took his cock into her mouth. She began to pump her ass down harder on Jeremy, which is a signal she is close to orgasm. Jeremy announced that he was about to come.

"Mmm ... MMMMMM... Mmmmmhhhh!" escaped from her cock filled mouth before she closed her eyes. Jeremy screamed out. "Fuck!!!" as he came in response. Lisa moaned as her orgasm approached "OHHH! Oooowwwaaahhh". Jack's grunted as his cock popped out of her mouth just as a stream of cum spewed forth. Lisa somehow had the presence of mind to aim his cock down at her chest. She then exploded in orgasm, as his hot cum splashed her tits while she feeling Jeremy spew inside of her. I hadn't seen three people come in succession like that even in a porn movie.

. The image of the three of them would be etched indelibly in my mind.

When I thought I had heard everything, she looks at Jack and says. "Would you mind if Greg fucks your wife, Jack? I know she wants to fuck him." 

I had never heard Lisa say "fuck" this way before, emphasizing the "f" quite hard.

Jack was startled, but didn't answer. After all, Lisa didn't fuck him. But she made him a better offer. "I'll return the favor." She said looking at him lustily. My erection was back, good as new. Lisa was looking at it, but seemed too worn out to dismount Jeremy

"I think Susan would love to fuck Greg." He quickly added.

All this talk had Lisa still humping Jeremy, but he had shot his huge load. Lisa looked down and saw his cum floating beneath them in the hot tub. She sat up as if she were never tipsy and started out of the Jacuzzi. "Now you really have a tale to tell!" She said looking at me. "Be sure to tell some other friends about this latest tale Greg, I'd love to meet more of them!"

I couldn't tell if she was punishing me for letting out intimate details about us, or if she just went over the edge and decided that she wanted to do more of this. Her parting kiss confused me even more.

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"Greg, I don't know what to say." Jeremy waited for my response. 

"Let's just keep this between us, please Jeremy?" I asked because of his normal boisterousness. 

"Sure man, no problem. She's incredible." He looked up the stairs as the back of Lisa's nude body moved off the top step, out of sight, and into our bedroom.

"Yes, she is." I answered.

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I woke up alone in the bed. My first thought was that Lisa wanted more sex and was down in the Jacuzzi with the guys already. I had a vision of her riding Jeremy and blowing Jack as I threw on my robe and rushed down the stairs, only to find Susan and Lisa on the couch and Jack already in the Jacuzzi. I looked around for Jeremy.

"He had to drive back." Jack answered my silent question.

Lisa had on a very skimpy robe that was showing off lots of cleavage, the nipples barely hidden. Her legs were bare with just a slip of material over her crotch. 

"Hi there, Greg." Susan said as I sat down. Her small nipples were hard and her bare legs were thin and strong. "It seems I missed all the fun."

Lisa got up. "I'm going in." She dropped her robe slowly as she walked over to the Jacuzzi and stepped down into it. 

I started to follow when Susan grabbed my hand. "It's my turn Greg."

I looked over and saw Lisa float over and rest on Jack's lap. She nestled into his arms and he reached around to massage her tits.

"You mean Jack's turn." I said to Susan. 

Susan moved towards me and I noticed that she was wearing only an athletic t-shirt, nothing below. "Lisa told me everything. I've been very horny ever since I heard the story."

Susan's abs and legs were in great shape. Her pussy was shaven. She pushed me onto my back and shuffled her knees into position over me. "Lisa wants to watch you fuck me." She smiled.

With Susan's knees now astride my hips, she lowered herself down onto my cock, which had grown hard when Lisa dropped her robe. Susan was a small woman but despite being a few years older, her pussy felt very tight. She pulled her shirt over her head, leaned forward so that her breasts touched my chest, and then pushed her ass down and forward, sliding my cock deeper into her pussy. Then she curled her back as raised up, pushing her pelvis against mine. She repeated this motion, looking as if she were riding a horse. 

I looked over from the couch and saw Lisa gently rising up and down. She had obviously mounted Jack, who was looking down at her ass, mostly likely watching his cock slide into her pussy. Lisa was watching Susan and me intently. I wondered how these three were able to put this little plan together so quickly. 

Seeing Lisa on Jack made my erection rock hard again. This was confirmed when Susan moaned. "You've got a long cock, Greg!" 

Lisa let out a hard moan when she heard what Susan said. I looked over to see Lisa's tits bouncing while she fucked Jack, and then turned my focus on Susan. I took hold of her hips, and thrust myself deep inside her tight pussy. I didn't come right away due to the fact that Lisa wore me out the night before (we had sex again before going to sleep) and being a bit nervous about fucking Susan in front of Lisa and Jack. 

That was fine with Susan though. She pumped herself to orgasm after a long hard ride. I heard Jack come a few minutes earlier. Just knowing he came into my wife while Susan slowly rolled her hips and pussy on me triggered a huge orgasm for me. Susan's eyes grew wide. She told me later she could feel the force of my semen as I released myself inside of her.

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Jack and I talked last week. It's been about eight months since that weekend in Orlando. Jack and Susan's relationship is doing much better now. Jack thinks it's because sex with someone else is no longer something Susan needs to hide. It seems that if Susan gets a stranger, if only once a year, it satisfies her thirst. The rest of the time she and Jack get on quite nicely; the suspicion is gone.

I'm not sure if Lisa and I are officially swingers now, it only happened that once. But Lisa's loves exposing herself for me and if the situation is right, I'm sure we'll share moments and people like that again. Besides, Dobry and Gerik are scheduled to tile our kitchen in a few weeks.

... And there will be more Tales to Tell. 



A Tale to Tell



While I found out about their Warsaw heritage, I noticed both of them staring down at Lisa while angling for a better vantage point. It was then I realized that I had pulled her shorts into her crotch and the view from the side was probably showing at least her hairs if not more. I dropped a card to peek under the table and sure enough, even from straight away, I could see the where the inside of Lisa's thighs ended and the flat of her pelvis began. Lisa caught what I was doing and opened her legs some more! From their angle, I was sure they could see even more!

For some stupid reason, I decided I had to see exactly what these two men were seeing. I should have been kicking her to close her legs. Instead I stood up and couldn't think of a reason why I was doing it, so said I needed to get some water. As I turned back from where the two men were standing I could see the hair of Lisa's pussy. I think Lisa saw my reaction because she closed her legs some. Suddenly, Gerik moved across the table from Lisa and sat on his knees.

"Let me show you a game we play back home." He volunteered. Dobry stole a peek up her shorts whenever she focused on Gerik.

For some reason, I didn't want to let on that I knew what was going on so I actually went and got some water, leaving my wife, who was wearing no undergarments and perhaps her femininity showing!

I returned to see Lisa sitting forward so that her breasts were lying on the coffee table. Though still wearing her blouse, it was obvious there wasn't anything else holding them in; her breasts covered a good three inches of the table. Lisa's rear was pushed out behind her as she now sat on her heels. It reminded me of a beer calendar. Meanwhile, the cards were placed on the table in groups and Gerik was adding a card to each group. Dobry has parked himself to Lisa's right, helping her play Gerik.

"I don't get it?" said Lisa. "What's the purpose of doing that and how do you win?"

"Well, you're actually supposed to bet on each new card in the group. You win when the other player quits or calls your hand." answered Dobry. "I guess it is boring if there is no wagering. Sorry, I didn't think about that."

"We don't really gamble." I said as I moved back to the table, next to Gerik. "So we really don't know many card games."

At this point Dobry laughs and says something to Gerik in their native tongue. They both laugh and then I make the mistake of being too curious.

"What did he say?" I looked at Gerik.

Gerik turns a little red, clears his throat and says, "Dobry thinks your way of wagering is better." With that they both look towards the little pile of clothing on the floor under the coffee table. In her hurry, Lisa was not able to hide what was clearly a bra and panties.

"Oh, no." I stumbled. "That's just laundry, no." I tried to laugh it off, but it sounded phony. 

Then I heard one of them say something in Polish that I remember from the first day they came to the house. It meant, "With us here." I remember because they were asking if it was too noisy in the house "With us here." 

Putting two and two together, I realized that they were saying something about us playing strip poker "with us here." 

They both nodded knowingly and looked down at Lisa with broad smiles. "Okay, sure." One of them answered me with quiet sarcasm as they turned away to go take their break outside. 

As soon as they were out the door Lisa goaded me, "That was smooth."

"Well, what did you want me to come up with? The guy is staring at your bra and panties on the floor!"

"Why did you leave the room and give them the chance to get a better look around?"

"Why? Because your pussy was showing! I got up to see from their vantage!"

"Come on Greg, it wasn't that obvious."

"Oh yes it was! With no underwear and your legs apart, you can just make out the hairs of your pussy!"

"Sorry Greg, I was so aroused by our game and I was having fun turning you on. I didn't they could see what you were seeing. I hope you're not angry." Lisa soothed my frayed nerves. 

"No, I'm not." I suddenly quieted. "I'm actually as turned on as I can be. It's just ...

"What?"

"Well, between that T-shirt exhibition downstairs and the shorts, I'm sure they think you're not too shy about your body. I'm actually surprised they didn't ante in!"

"Greg, it was your idea to play with them in the house! You seemed to enjoy the show. What did you expect or even want to happen?"

I was suddenly confronted with my own wish and Lisa knew it. So, rather than back down, I suddenly said. "I wonder what would happen if Dobry and Gerik kept playing instead of taking their break?" 

Jack interrupted while staring at Lisa's picture, the one of her in her Corona bikini that he snatched from me. So she let these guys get an eyeful, huh? Maybe she's really not shy after all Greg! The usually sarcastic Jeremy was abnormally quiet and rapt in the story until he said. Are you sure this hasn't happened with her before Greg? I mean, how many times have you had contractors at the house? And you are away at work quite often too, hmm! He was egging me on and I was about to counter when he dismissingly said, "Go on" ... I wasn't sure why I did, but they were plying me with refills to make sure I did : Lisa looked at me in shock as I continued, "You want to pretend there are two more players?" I suddenly realized I was planting a seed in her head that I had a fantasy of her stripping in front of other men. As she didn't say no, it dawned on me that this might be a fantasy for her as well! 

"We played another hand. Lisa lost and took off her blouse again."

"Geez Greg! You mean she was sitting there with these jugs hanging out knowing these two guys were coming back after their break?" Jack jumped in while keeping one eye on the bikini picture of Lisa in his hand.

"Let's do cards at your house real soon Greg!" Jeremy slapped my back.

"Sorry guys, this was a onetime event" I responded.

"Never can eat just one." Jack said sarcastically.

"Anyway," I continued. "Lisa won the next hand, looked at me and said, "Take off your pants ... Gerik". I was a bit shocked she used his name and realized she liked the role playing more than I thought. I stood up and, using his accent, asked her to unbutton my shorts. She did and slid my down, slowly. With her eyes focused on my crotch and her tits on display my cock popped up immediately pushed at my shorts. Lisa was very hot at this point, leaned forward, pulled my dick from my shorts and took it into her mouth. I reached down and cupped her tits while she slowly ran her tongue and lips around my cock.

"Gerik has a big cock, yes?" I said. 

"Mmmmm, yes, very big." Lisa stopped just a moment to respond. "And hard!"

 "So your wife sucked your cock pretending it to be his? Oh please tell me they came back in and saw her sucking you off with her tits out. Then tell me she took them too!" Jeremy was at his dirty best now. 

Hey guys, this is my wife, ok?" I tried to quell his foaming imagination.

"Yep this is her right here." Jack held the picture up to Jeremy. "Tell him the rest Greg!"

I couldn't hold back my orgasm given the entire situation and the way Lisa was sucking my cock. But Lisa was very horny and I came so quickly that he I was now useless to her. So I laid her down on the coffee table, took off her panties and I planted my tongue firmly into her pussy, moving her lips with my tongue and alternating between her clitoris and her wet opening. 

I'm not sure why I went over the top with the role play but as I heard the truck door close and realized they might be starting back up the driveway, I uttered 'what about the other guy at the card table?' She quickly took my finger into her mouth slid her lips up and down my finger.

"Sucking Dobry's cock now?" I continued my own frenzy.

With that she mumbled over my dick something I imagine was a 'yes' 

We both heard their voices even louder now. "They're coming back!" I started to slow down, but Lisa pulled my face into her snatch.

"No, don't stop!" She whined and then reached a huge climax!

Thanks God she came! My mind quickly thought about the front door was open. If it was unlocked and I didn't get her out of there, they would walk in and see her naked on the coffee table. I heard their footsteps coming up the brick walkway.

Lisa was out of it but I pulled her up. "They're coming to the door! Get your stuff on!" I slid my shorts on; I never did take off my t-shirt but realized she wasn't going to make it as footsteps sounded just outside the front door. She had her panties in hand already so I just grabbed her bra, blouse, and shorts and stuffed them into her hands before pushing her across the living room and towards the hallway to the bedroom. Just then the door did open. At first I didn't think they saw her naked ass cross in front of them, and then disappear down the hall. But I was wrong. There was a delayed response but first their jaws both dropped, then they both smiled wide. "Ah I see you won the game!" Dobry laughed.

I just put up my hands as if pretending I didn't understand what just happened. He came closer and said, "Good, this is good with such a woman." I think he meant beautiful woman. I was very embarrassed but then he added something that was both worrisome, yet excited me. 

"Your woman, she likes to show off to you then, yes?" I think he meant 'for' me.

"Only to me, normally." I stammered but tried to imply firmly that she had no other interests that way.

"Look Dobry, we didn't expect anyone today. We don't get much time alone, so quiet about this yes?" I added in his style.

"Yes of course. But it is good to make time with such a woman, yes?" 

He was more than right, but said it in a way that made me feel like if I wasn't up to it, well then ...

--- I can't believe I just spit that story out to you guys! That wasn't good. No not at all I slurred.

"Actually it was great!" Said Jack rather loudly as he patted my back while still holding up Lisa's picture.

"I gotta go jerk off now. That was a fucking amazing story, Greg." Jeremy said a bit too loudly. 

"I think I'm going to go off and join you." Added Jack.

"Stay away, homo." Jeremy barked. "And gimme that picture so I can come on her tits!"

"Sorry, it's mine!" Jack declared. "You get sloppy seconds Jer ... hey!"

Right then I pulled the picture from Jack's hand.

"HEY! GUYS! Stop the crap. She's all mine." I slurred proudly, looking at the picture.

"Sorry to say Gregory, but tonight she's probably NOT all yours. Right now she's got a polish cock in her mouth and one in her pussy while you're stuck here with us!" Jeremy bellowed. 

I was laughing as well, but a part of me was suddenly thinking that Lisa could, in fact, be doing just that. She did show off a good deal of herself to those two contractors. I mean, her braless tits were very apparent under that blouse. I'm still sure they got a peek at her pussy from where they were standing. And they knew her clothes were on the floor. And she let that all happen. Women don't do what they don't want to do. And here I was, one thousand miles away. 

What if she wanted to show off again? And what if it went a little too far? I mean, I did play out the fantasy of her doing it with them and she had a huge orgasm. What if she decided to play it out for real? And why oh why did I have such a raging hard-on envisioning it!