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Prudish Wife Surprises Me

By: discreetjames



Anita was 27 when we got married and I was 25. We had met through work and I was attracted immediately, she was, and still is a petite size 8 with pert breasts and a firm figure, beautifully shaped legs and topped by a pretty face with full lips; so I was always surprised by how lacking in confidence and shy she seemed to be, in particular she was self conscious about how small she thought her breasts were and was never happy about being naked in front of me.

However we good jobs and a good lifestyle, living in rural Kent and working in London so like many married men I put up with my frustrations and fantasized, and the more inhibited Anita seemed to become the more I fantasized about showing her body to other men.

At weekends we used to go shopping in Canterbury and whenever Anita tried on skirts and dresses at the big department store-Ricemans-I would be asked for my opinion and would always try to ensure that a gap was left in the curtain so that other husbands could get a glimpse of her in her underwear, and a great many did-you could see them trying not to be caught looking and I loved it.

Interestingly Anita has always worn very feminine small lacy/transparent panties and always with a matching bra. I have often wondered for whose benefit.

Anyway I am from Kent and I was one of the first in my group of friends to get married so once a month my 3 closest friends from Thanet would drive over on a Friday night to visit us and go out for a drink. We were living in a small rented cottage near a village and would walk down to the pub to have a drink and catch-up on news, sometimes Anita would join us and sometimes she wouldn't-when she didn't I would talk about her to my friends who all thought she was attractive if a little reserved.

During one of these evenings in early summer Anita decided to join us, we had a few drinks and larked about a bit in the woods on the walk back to the cottage, we were all feeling very relaxed and wide awake and as usual Andy, Steve and Graham came in for coffee. The 2 non-drivers opted for brandies with theirs and Anita said she would have a small brandy as well, as I was pouring I made sure hers wasn't so small...

Anyway it was clear that my friends were in no hurry to leave and I suggested a game of cards-the four of us used to play regularly before I got married-and it was Andy who suggested that we play something Anita could join in which is how we opted for pontoon.

We played a few rounds but Anita didn't want to play for money and I think it was Graham who said that if I hadn't been there he would have suggested strip pontoon. I assured him that my thoughts didn't come into it as I didn't think there was any way Anita would agree whereupon the others all pointed out that the odds were 4 to 1 in her favour each round as only the worst hand would have to remove something.

Well after much demurral Anita agreed to play but said that it didn't necessarily mean she would remove anything, I could scarcely believe she had agreed , the fact that she was the only girl and the insistence of the other three must be what swung it.

Now Anita was wearing a yellow roll neck jumper black trousers, tights and underwear, shoes and a belt over the trousers. As stated earlier her underwear is always skimpy but feminine i.e. no thongs etc. And on this evening she was wearing a pale coffe coloured pair of lacy/gauzy knickers with a matching bra and I thought there was no way my friends would get to see them.

Well the game started and I and Andy were early losers and duly removed our shoes and it wasn't until the third or fourth round that Anita lost. I think we all felt that if she did actually give something up a precedent might be set so we gave her a great deal of encouragement and inwardly breathed a sigh of relief when she took off her shoes.

We were rotating the bank and I realised quite quickly that it wasn't only me trying to ensure that Anita lost more often than she should have.

Her belt was next after which I thought she might stop but when she lost again a few rounds later she said she needed to got to the bathroom and returned with her tights in her hand which she added to the pile of clothes.

By this time all the guys had lost shoes socks and jumpers and 2 of us had lost our shirts and I really thought Anita was going to refuse to play anymore. The very next round Steve and Anita had identical losing hands which meant they both had to remove something. Steve quickly removed his shirt and said right Anita thats me now it's your turn.

Now I mentioned earlier that Anita is self conscious about her small breasts but I was absolutely astounded when with much complaining she started undoing her trousers whilst still sat on the floor. I was so excited I could scarcely breathe, surely she wasn't about to remove her trousers in front of my 3 friends, but moving as little as possible that is what she did, next minute the trousers are on the clothing pile and although she tugged the jumper as low as possible we all had a fine view of all of her legs and just a hint of a peek of her panty covered crotch.

Very soon Steve and Graham had lost their trousers and were trying to hide the damp patches and erections in their underwear and I was in a sort of daze that Anita was still sat there and still playing but it wasn't long before she lost again and this time she said that that's the game finished. There was a chorus of disapproval and the guys said she could only say that between rounds not when someone had just lost- I didn't think they would win but Anita sat up and pulled her jumper over her head. The feeling for me was fantastic there was my shy prudish inhibited wife sat in front of my three closest male friends wearing nothing but virtually transparent knickers and bra.

She steadfastly refused to play anymore and my friends weren't confident enough to push it but as they got dressed she didn't and she stood up to say goodbye and kiss them goodnight without trying to cover herself-but how I wish I could have watched all three of them take turns fucking her.

A bit tame but a true story and the names haven't been changed.

Prudish Wife Surprises Me Ch. 02



This story is the second about the times I and my friends were able to talk my wife Anita into playing a strip card game. Contrary to the beliefs of some of the odder people who comment on similar stories I have no problems with my own sexual prowess or equipment, I just get a buzz out of other men seeing my wife naked, watching them seduce her, and encouraging her to broaden her experience and enjoy her sexuality. 

We were in our late 20's married about 2 years and living in Kent. Anita is a petite size 8, then and still now, about 5' 2ins and weighing about 8 stone. My profile page shows a picture of her taken from behind in her underwear about 6 months ago. She is in her 50's now but doesn't look it. She has small beautifully pert breasts which are still firm with very pink nipples and a dark only lightly trimmed bush a tight smooth bottom and lovely tapered smooth legs.

After that first time I tried to talk to Anita about how sexy and exciting it had been to watch her losing her clothes in front of my 3 male friends but she was clearly uncomfortable talking about it and seemed to prefer to pretend that it hadn't actually happened.

For whatever reason we didn't meet up with Andy, Steve and Graham the following month and it was about seven weeks later that Andy and I fixed another night for them to come over and for us all to go out for a drink, Andy somewhat diffidently asked whether they would still be invited back for coffee and I assured him that I had enjoyed watching them try and strip Anita and that whilst she would probably refuse to play again anything they could convince her to do was OK with me. He was pleased and surprised and said that the three of them had talked a lot about what had happened and that once Anita was down to her underwear if I had invented a reason to leave her alone with them they would have pushed her to go further, but as I hadn't they assumed I wanted things to stop. Now that he understood that I wanted to see everything myself and wouldn't stop them he said he would tell the others.

I mentioned in the first story that although always being very shy, demure and reserved Anita had very feminine and appealing matched bra and panty sets and she also had a suspender belt, a white one. She had worn it with white stockings at our wedding but I couldn't recall her having worn it since, it was always tights worn over panties. Accordingly you can imagine my surprise that, when the night for our drink arrived, as we were getting ready to go out Anita suddenly swore loudly as she was putting her tights on and said that she had put a hole in them and that she didn't have any others clean. I turned round to see her standing in her bra and panties holding the tights in her hand. She was wearing white lacy panties that tied at the side with white ribbon and the back panel of which was virtually transparent, the front was so lacy that her dark bush was clearly visible and the matching bra was a lacy half cup that covered her nipples and was a little more conservative than the panties; this was the outfit she had first worn for our wedding. She'd worn the bra and panties since but with tights. 

It was not normal for Anita to comment as she got dressed but having exclaimed about the tights she now said that there was nothing for it but to wear stockings as there wasn't time to wash another pair of tights and she didn't want to go out bare legged. I told her that I was delighted she would be wearing stockings again and watched excitedly as she fastened the white belt around her waist and fed the four suspenders down the inside of her panties before rolling on a new pair of tan coloured stockings and clipping them in place. She looked absolutely wonderful and I told her so, I could scarcely believe that she must have actually chosen to dress like this, it was just too unusual for her not to have any spare clean tights and to make such a production about getting dressed but did it actually mean that she was thinking of what might happen later?

Anita finished dressing by putting on a flared black skirt and a pale blue roll neck jumper, the skirt came down to her knees so the effect was to give a very conservative modest look with no hint of what she was actually wearing underneath, but again she did seem to take extra care with her make-up, I was so caught up with excitement and anticipation of the possibilities that I didn't want to think at all, I was just anxious for us to get out, meet up with Andy, Steve and Graham and get on with the evening.

We met up with my friends at a pub in Faversham. To start with Anita was quieter than usual and Steve and Graham also seemed a little nervous but Andy flattered Anita, told her how well she looked and how good it was to see her again and soon we were back to being a noisy relaxed group. I went off to the toilet at one stage and Andy followed me in and asked if Anita had yet said anything about what had happened on the last visit. I explained that she hadn't, in fact quite the opposite, she refused to let me talk about it or acknowledge that it had happened however I said that if you could get to see what she is wearing underneath that skirt you would get a very pleasant surprise. I left it at that and it was clear that Andy was intrigued. When Anita went off to the loo he told the others what I had said and asked for further details which I refused to supply. I told them it was up to them to see if they could find out for themselves.

Closing time was approaching and I was getting increasingly anxious, was Anita dressed like that just for her my enjoyment or was she planning to let my friends enjoy how she looked as well, in retrospect I don't know if she actually knew herself. Last orders were called and Andy said that he would actually prefer a coffee so should we head back to our place, Steve and Graham immediately said that that got their vote and there was a pregnant pause as we all looked at Anita. After a brief silence Anita said OK but just for coffee, she didn't elaborate so she might have meant no more alcohol or no funny business, I didn't care I was just glad that the evening hadn't ended. Anita and I drove back together with the others following and there was a strained sort of silence in the car, we were both clearly lost in our own thoughts.

When we got back Anita went into the kitchen to make the coffee whilst the rest of us settled in the lounge, drawing the curtains turning on some low level lighting and selecting some music. When Anita came in with the coffee Andy said it was traditional for us to have a brandy with our coffee and he would like one if there was any on offer, I didn't look at Anita, just said of course and got us all one including Anita- I made sure hers was a generous one!

We continued to chat about this and that as we drank our coffee and brandies and as Andy and Steve had almost finished their drinks I asked if anyone was ready for a repeat, Andy quickly said that he would like a repeat of the tradition we had started on their last visit and that we should play cards again, particularly as we hadn't really finished the game last time. Steve and Graham immediately agreed and asked me to get the cards at which stage Anita said that we were all welcome to play but that she wasn't going to. I went off to get the cards and left the 3 guys trying to talk Anita into joining in with them. They were making it very clear how keen they were for her to play strip pontoon with them and she wasn't getting angry just sort of smiling nervously and saying that she wasn't going to play. Andy asked her for one good reason why she wouldn't play and she said' well apart from anything else I am not dressed for it' which immediately resulted in a lot of close questioning but she refused to elaborate and clearly wished she hadn't said that. Eventually Steve said how about if we agree that you can stop any time you like and we won't pressure you, so you can stop as soon as you start feeling uncomfortable. There was no immediate response so seizing his opportunity Andy said how about if we write out a list of forfeits and if you lose and don't want to take something off you do a forfeit instead?

I was so full of nervous excitement I was drinking faster than was sensible and was certainly feeling the effects, into the silence I heard myself saying to Anita that I didn't think she could ever be better dressed for playing strip pontoon and that it would be sad to call an end to the evening now when everyone was so hyped up and what could she lose by going along with the plan to play for forfeits instead of clothes.

I knew we had won when she asked who would decide on the forfeits....

Andy Steve and Graham couldn't hide their enthusiasm and I later learned that what followed was mainly due to the fact that Graham's older brother had often played various strip card games with a big mixed group at university and had told Graham of his experiences.

In essence the three of them convinced Anita that it was in her best interests to have separate forfeits for her and them and that the forfeits should be divided between those that should be performed instead of losing a piece of clothing and those that would be performed if there was no clothing left to lose. Initially Anita said that there was no point in the latter group as she might stop before she lost any clothing and certainly would stop before she lost all of it but the guys pointed out that it might apply more for them if she was particularly lucky and they made it clear that there were forfeits they liked to imagine her performing! At this stage Anita looked at me and asked if I was going to say anything about this. I'd had a lot to drink but I knew how Anita was likely to react to a challenge or to any suggestion that she was a bit staid so I told her that I thought she looked fabulous undressed but that she never seemed to believe me and that if she saw the effect she had on my friends then perhaps she might be a bit more relaxed with me but that in any event I knew she would stop the game before she became too uncomfortable and certainly she would stop it before I did. There was another brief silence before Steve said come on then let's get writing.

As I went to get more drinks Graham suggested that the guys write 3 forfeits each for Anita's 2 bowls but that she could write as many as she could think of for theirs and they then separated to write out the forfeits, the guys clearly colluding to avoid , so I thought, duplication. Eventually we were ready to start the game, all this hadn't actually taken very long but there was a clear sense of excited anticipation emanating from the men, especially me, and a sort of quiet resignation/determination from Anita.

The rules were simple, the game was strip pontoon and the lowest hand or hands if there were 2 equally low hands, would have to remove an item of clothing or select a forfeit. The winner would be the person with the highest hand though if anyone went bust all the others would be deemed winners. No one could 'stick 'on less than 14. The forfeit could be chosen from either of the 2 bowls but it was understood that the bowl containing forfeits for when there was no clothing left was likely to contain more explicit challenges- Anita said she would not be going near her 2nd bowl but accepted that she would have to if all the forfeits in her first bowl were used up but as there were 9 she didn't think this likely. I was to be judge if there was any doubt whether a forfeit had been paid and having opted for a forfeit it had to be paid before anyone could declare that they were no longer playing. In short Anita could stop playing at any time but not before she had removed an item of clothing or performed a forfeit if she had just lost a round. As judge I was also elected dealer/banker and it seemed to be understood that once again I wouldn't actually play.

Anita was watching me closely as I dealt the first round and I resolved not to try and fiddle the cards or give her any other excuse to stop playing, stopping would have to be her clear decision. We were seated around the low coffee table, Anita and Graham were on the sofa and Andy and Steve were in armchairs either side of the sofa whilst I sat on the floor.

In the first 2 rounds it was Steve and Andy who lost and each removed their shoes. We were all waiting for Anita to lose which she did in round 3 and removed her shoes at which stage Graham said that anything being removed had to be removed in the room and that as Anita wasn't wearing trousers this time he hoped that wouldn't be an issue. She just laughed and said what made him think she would remove anything else. Andy lost again next and said he would see what Anita's forfeits were like; he pulled a piece of paper from the bowl read it and said 'Ah'. OK Andy read it out I said, - the rule was that you read out your forfeit yourself.

It says that the next time I lose a piece of clothing I have to choose another guy to remove it for me... Anita laughed; it was becoming clear that the guys might not get too much joy from her forfeits.

The game continued and Anita lost the next round. She thought for a minute then said that she would try a forfeit; clearly she and I both knew that losing any further clothing even a stocking would cause her to give away more than she wanted about how she was dressed. She pulled a piece of paper from the bowl and read it to herself. Read it out please I had to remind her. 'I am not sure about this '- she said and read out in a soft voice-

'I agree to have a slow dance with the winner of the round during which I will allow him to kiss and caress any part of my body not covered by clothing'

There were immediate shouts of Oh Yes from both Andy and Graham. Anita protested that this couldn't be right but both of them had had scores of twenty with similar cards and both now claimed their dance. Anita reluctantly agreed but wanted it clearly understood that apart from her hands, forearms and face she was covered by clothing- this wasn't quite true but only she and I knew about the flesh uncovered between her stocking tops and panties and I was still hoping that the game would continue so confirmed the rule of the forfeit. Andy went to the record player and put on a slow Aretha Franklin track, it was the longest he could find quickly but was only 4 or 5 minutes long and Anita said that at least she was getting that forfeit out of the way and got up to join Andy and Graham in the middle of the room.

Andy went to put his arms round Anita but she pushed him back with a smile and said that he couldn't do that as he would be touching her through clothes so laughing he took her hands and stroked his fingers up and down the backs of her hands and wrists while swaying gently to the music. Meanwhile Graham stood behind Anita and I saw her flinch as he raised his hands and ran his fingers through her hair as he moved it away from her ears before bending forward to gently kiss and nibble her left ear. Anita looked very surprised and shocked but realised that there was nothing she could object to although she did try to move her head away whereupon Andy bent down and started to do the same to her right ear. Graham reached round and took control of her left hand which Andy relinquished to concentrate on her right so that each of them had one of her hands between two of theirs as they kissed licked and nibbled her ears. Neither of them tried to kiss her mouth which was probably wise but it was fantastic to watch and I had a huge erection tenting the front of my trousers as did all 3 of the other guys. As the 2 dancing with her moved closer to Anita she must have felt the strength of their arousal as she tried to stop their bodies coming into contact with hers but moving away from one brought her into closer contact with the other. Through the daze I was in I became aware that the track had ended and another had begun but it was several seconds before Anita became aware, broke away and said that the dance had ended, she looked slightly dishevelled and was breathing quite fast and as she retook her seat on the sofa I saw her glance at the prominent outlines in all our trousers.

I started dealing the cards again before Anita could think of stopping and as she picked hers up she laughed and said again that she was glad she had got that forfeit out of the way.

The guys lost several rounds in a row and Andy accordingly had to ask Steve to remove his socks for him following which they clearly decided not to risk another of Anita's forfeits and removed clothes instead. By the time Anita next lost a round Graham was in his shirt and boxers, he had a burn scar on his shoulder about which he was self conscious and so had opted to lose his trousers rather than his shirt, whilst Andy and Steve still had trousers and shirts over their underwear but it was clear everyone was still excited, and winning and the drink encouraged Anita to carry on playing.

When she next lost Anita said that she needed another drink while she thought and the tension went up a notch as she weighed her options as I got the drinks. Eventually she clearly decided that the forfeits were best taken while she was fully dressed but you could tell she was wondering how she would have coped in the dance if either the guys or she had been wearing less clothing. Anyway she said that she still had no intention of losing any more clothes and opted for another forfeit.

Apart from the music in the background there was complete silence as Anita read the forfeit to herself but I noticed my friends give knowing looks to each other. What I didn't find out until later was that they had replicated just 2 forfeits several times and having had the first they were now hoping for the second and Anita's silence showed them that it must be the other forfeit she had drawn.

Anita was clearly thinking hard and so I asked her to read the forfeit out. 'I am very clear that this isn't fair' she said' but I will admit that it is clever '.

'Just read it please' I said.

She gave me a look and then whispered rather than read 'I promise that I will play one more round and if I lose I will allow the winner to remove whatever item of my clothing he chooses, I will not be allowed a forfeit.'

Steve Graham and Andy were grinning from ear to ear whilst I could feel pre cum oozing into my pants just from hearing my shy demure wife say those words.

Anita said that was it, the game was over but the guys reminded her that she couldn't stop without performing the forfeit. I pointed out that it was only one round and if she won she could then stop. Andy said that if I wanted to call a halt they would understand but that Anita had won far more rounds than she had lost and that all she had done so far was lose her shoes and do one forfeit. I said that Anita would stop the game before I did so it wasn't up to me but under the rules I thought she should play the next round and without looking at her I dealt the cards.

The guys picked up their cards but for several seconds Anita just left hers on the table, looking at them as though hoping to see what they were without touching them. Graham said my turn first I think and I will twist, I gave him a card which was a 6 and he said he'd stick. Anita it's your turn, he said. We all waited expectantly and eventually she obviously reached a decision and picked up her cards while giving me a look of clear reproach. She said she would stick. Andy went for one card and then stuck and Anita was looking hopeful but Steve kept asking for more cards all of which were low and as he had 5 cards without busting it was clear that Anita was not likely to win. I hadn't fiddled the cards but it was somehow inevitable that she would lose, the rest of us had been willing it, and as the cards were turned over she showed a picture and an 8 , everyone else had 19 or higher. So Steve was the winner and Anita the loser.




Prudish Wife Surprises Me Ch. 02



Now Steve is the friend I knew least about. He was a close friend of Graham's and Andy's which is why he now was a friend of mine but he had left school early and joined the merchant navy ending up as 3rd officer on a general cargo boat before coming ashore and moving back to the area a few years before. He now worked in a family business. He had seen more of the world than the rest of us but had always seemed the quietest. He was over 6 foot tall and with a wiry/slim build, so dwarfed Anita but always treated her very deferentially, which is probably why she decided to appeal to his better nature.

She accepted she had lost the round but asked Steve not to make her go through with the forfeit. His response was to gleefully ask her to read out the forfeit again to which she replied that she knew what it said but she wanted him not to make her pay it. It was clear to me that Anita was not simply going to refuse to play anymore, she appeared to accept that either Steve should forgo his right to the forfeit or she would have to comply.

Steve said that for his part nothing would give him greater pleasure than to be able to remove a piece of her clothing and he was sure Andy and Drew would not forgive him if he didn't, and I of course was fairly sure that I knew which item it would be, having teased them earlier about what she was wearing under her skirt.

Anita continued to ask to be let off, but suddenly Steve's whole demeanour changed. He stood up cleared the coffee table of the glasses and cards, turned to Anita and said 'enough, I want to remove your skirt and I want to do it without bending down so I want you to come and stand on the coffee table, Andy and Graham perhaps you will assist and steady her'.

With that Andy and Graham exchanged delighted looks and each went and stood either side of Anita and offered her their hands which she took almost by reflex. Bear in mind that Steve and Andy were bare-chested and barefooted while Graham had kept his shirt but lost his trousers so there were 3 semi-naked men stood around my wife. Steve was stood a little back from the table and had adopted a clearly commanding air which seemed to have had an effect on Anita as without saying anything else she allowed Andy and Graham to help her up onto the coffee table and she stood there, facing towards me but trying not to look at anyone, one hand still held by each of 2 of my friends. Steve walked round and stood behind her.

The anticipation is probably as good as the moment itself, I would liked to have been able to freeze that moment in time as Steve, who was as tall as Anita as she stood on the table, looked down and raised his fingers to her waist. You could see the waist band tighten as he pulled in to unfasten the hook and eye and then there was the gentle sound of the zip being pulled down, the LP on the stereo had finished and there was complete silence apart from the sound of that zipper, we were all holding our breath. He then put one hand either side of the hem and just gave a quick tug and I think we all gasped at once. Anita didn't move and she still didn't look at anyone, she was staring submissively at the floor. Her skirt was pooled around her feet. The soft blue jumper had ¾ length sleeves and stopped where the skirt had started at about her navel, so now she stood there in her lacy white suspender belt attached to tan coloured stockings with several inches of soft flesh between the stocking tops and those white panties bow tied at the side with white ribbon. Steve muttered something like' superb' before commenting on the fact that he needed to have a frontal view which he hoped was as good as the back where the knickers were completely see through and still Anita just stood there as he walked round to stand in front of me and whistle at the view presented with Anita's dark pubic triangle clearly visible through the lace. Graham and Andy were still stood either side of the coffee table holding Anita's hands and Steve said that they needed to see properly and took Grahams place who now also circled the table with a very erect penis clearly evident in his boxers but as he handed over to Andy, Anita seemed to rouse herself and demanded to be let down off the table as that hadn't been part of the forfeit.

Steve said he'd like to keep her like that for the rest of the evening and that she shouldn't complain too much as Andy and Graham had been cheated on the first forfeit as they hadn't known about the exposed flesh under her skirt which he was sure they would have liked to kiss and caress.

However they helped Anita down but as she tried to pick up her skirt Steve said mine I think and picked it up himself. Without trying to argue Anita sat down again in her previous seat, pulled a cushion into her lap and asked for me to bring her another brandy.

This was definitely uncharted territory, she had let Steve take control and she hadn't immediately left the room. Sitting down with the cushion she was almost fully dressed again but we all knew what we had seen and the effect it had had. Steve and Graham had retaken their seats, Steve with a look on his face that clearly said he wasn't finished yet and wanted to see more, and Graham with his very visible erection. Andy had gone over to the record player to choose a new record and so I went off to get the drinks.

When I returned it was to find Anita being strongly urged to continue playing, they were assuring her that her run of luck must change again etc. etc. the guys were bemoaning the fact that they hadn't known about the stockings during the first forfeit and Steve was saying that if he had known perhaps he could have removed her knickers in the previous round as he could have taken them off without disturbing much else to which the others complained that this would have deprived them of a beautiful sight. In reality Anita was less naked now than she had been the first time we had played but she had been displayed more and in a sexier fashion. Perhaps this was in her mind when she started to talk about what would happen if she agreed to play any more rounds...that' if 'was a real beacon to me-she was going to continue, but how far?

The 'if' became a short debate which ended with Anita saying that either we agreed that if she lost four more rounds she could stop with no more argument or pressure or we stopped now. The guys were happy to agree but then Graham asked if she had chosen 4 losses on the basis that stockings suspender belt and jumper added up to 4 losses without the need to take a forfeit, and if so she should be aware that stockings and suspenders counted as 1 item... This looked like putting a spanner in the works but it was agreed that the stockings should count as 1 item and the suspenders as 1 and Anita must have decided she could risk losing her knickers if she could keep the cushion in her lap and so wouldn't have to risk another forfeit as she could still suffer 4 losses without revealing too much more. So I started to deal again hardly daring to believe the game was continuing.

Andy and Graham were joint losers the next round, Andy took off his trousers to reveal some tight white briefs showing clear signs of his arousal while Graham opted to lose his boxers. Anita said that she'd rather he kept them on but he stood up and slipped them off. He was wearing a long shirt but an average length though thick penis surrounded by black curls was visible as he moved and I could see Anita stealing nervous glances.

Graham sat down and arranged his shirt to cover his modesty and the game continued with Anita losing the next round. She elected to remove her stockings which she was able to do fairly easily without moving too much and keeping the cushion in place on her lap.

Steve lost next and stood up to remove his trousers. He was wearing black briefs which looked pretty full and again I could see Anita trying to look without being seen to be looking. When he sat down again he copied Anita and Andy by putting a cushion on his lap.

Graham lost the next round and still seemed reluctant to lose his shirt so said he would risk another of Anita's forfeits.

Now I am sure that when she wrote the forfeit it had seemed like a good idea, if one of the other men was the winner it would be nicely embarrassing while if she won she would get something she actually liked- Graham read out 'I will kneel at the feet of the winner and provide a 5 minute foot massage '

Anita was the winner, so holding his shirt in front of him Graham moved to kneel in front of her and lifting up her naked feet he placed them in his lap. It was quite clear that as he started to massage Anita's right foot and ankle he was doing his best to rub his erection against her left foot, she kept trying to move it off his lap but she couldn't and by the time he had finished massaging her left foot she had allowed her right to rest up against his penis under his shirt. As the end of the five minutes approached Graham started massaging both feet together and it was Anita's turn to gasp as he clearly pushed his cock between her feet. She hurriedly snatched both feet away and declared the 5 minutes up and Graham resumed his seat with a big grin on his face as Anita leaned forward to wipe the inside soles of her feet.

Steve lost the next round and slid his briefs off while still seated which meant he would be on forfeits next time he lost. Anita lost again in the following round and again spent some time thinking before opting to lose her jumper. I had fully expected her to lose the suspender belt but perhaps she worried she might have to stand up or that losing the jumper in the last round might give it too much importance and in any event the bra was not see through and they had all seen her in bra and pants before, so she pulled the jumper off over her head and dropped it on the floor whereupon Steve asked Andy to pass it to him so he could keep it with the skirt, giving Anita a very straight look as he said this which she chose not to meet.

As I was about to deal Anita said just to be clear that she now only had to lose 2 more rounds and then we stopped. Steve said that if she wanted they would agree that she only had to lose one more time, they wouldn't press her for 2 but she had to agree that she would take a forfeit. She thought again for a bit and then said that she would agree but her condition was that if the forfeit tried to commit her to playing another round or removing more clothing then it would be null and void. After a brief look at each other the guys agreed and I wondered if the evening was going to fizzle out again after such a promising start, mind you I would always have that picture of Anita stood on the coffee table skirt around her ankles in stockings suspenders and see through knickers surrounded by my 3 friends....

Steve lost again the next round and holding his cushion in place leaned over to take a forfeit from the untouched bowl wondering what Anita might have written, it was clear how her mind had been working when he read out that he had to put back on the last item of clothing that he had taken off, Anita clearly hadn't intended to be confronted by naked men for too long and Steve put his briefs back on with a laugh saying that he hadn't written anything like that for her.

Graham started the next round and he Andy and Steve all stuck with 2 cards. Anita stared hard at hers and then asked for a card, it was an ace, she looked concerned asked for confirmation she could use it as a 1 then asked for another card. It was the jack of diamonds; she was bust and had probably forgotten that all 3 of the others were now winners.

She asked to see everyone's hands to make sure they hadn't stuck below 14 and then said right that's it I will take the forfeit but that was the last round whatever happens and I am not removing anything else. Agreed said Steve and offered her the bowl of forfeits. She fiddled them round a bit then pulled one out and read it. 'There's a mistake someone must have put this back in so it's null and void.' 

I've got the previously drawn ones, I said, read out what yours says?

'It says that I must agree to a slow dance with the winner during which time he can kiss and caress any part of me not covered by clothing'.

Steve later told me that that was just what he had been gambling on, it was a risk that she might have drawn the other forfeit and thus ended the game, but for the prize he thought it a risk worth taking.

Andy and Steve pointed out that this forfeit was written slightly differently from the first one, in different handwriting and that in any case there was no rule banning duplicate forfeits.

Andy then got up naked apart from his briefs went over to the record player and started riffling through my LP's

Are you really going to let me go through with this? Anita asked me. I replied that she had agreed to carry on playing that the rules had been met and that I thought she looked stunningly erotic, and, as I kept saying-'you will stop this before I do'

Andy said that he had put an LP on the turntable but he would be grateful if I would start it when they were ready as he didn't want to waste a second of the dance.

Steve got up, went over to Anita, took the cushion out of her hands and pulled her up off the sofa. I intend to enjoy this he said and guided her to the centre of the room as Steve and Graham moved the coffee table out of the way and then went to stand either side of Anita again, who was now saying nothing and was stood staring at the floor again.

I went over to the record player and looked at the LP. Andy had selected an LP from my classics selection and the first track was the whole of side 1-it was Ravels Bolero, almost 17 minutes long......I looked up to see Andy grinning at me.

Anita finally spoke, 'alright let's get this over so I can get dressed' she said

I started the record and I saw the look of panic as she recognised the soft sounds of the music but she couldn't say anything as Steve put one hand on each side of her face and was kissing her full on the lips. Graham had gone behind her and was nibbling at her neck while Andy had knelt down and was running his hands the full length of her legs. Within minutes it was clear that Anita had lost any chance of controlling what happened. To be fair the guys were sticking to the rules and not touching her anywhere covered by her bra, panties or the strip of material that was the suspender belt, but that left her face head and neck, her shoulders back and arms and much of her tummy her legs and feet. They kept changing places, trying not to get in each other's way. They had all taken turns kissing her, she tried not to respond but with hands tongues and lips stimulating her body in a dozen places at once, every time she went to gasp she opened her mouth to find another on hers. Graham was back behind her making no effort to hide the fact that he had pushed the length of his thick cock between her thighs and was pumping himself back and forward, rapidly approaching orgasm.

Only 7 or 8 minutes of the music had passed. Andy was now passionately kissing her and Steve was stood back watching. His penis was sticking out above the waistband of his briefs; he was clearly very well hung and very aroused. There was a loud grunt from Graham and he shot his load all over Anita's thighs, if she noticed she didn't react and Graham grabbed a tissue and wiped up the sticky mess himself. As he moved away Steve took his place and bit and nibbled the hollows on both sides of Anita's neck while holding her arms to her side. Andy had his arms around Anita but Steve released his hold on her wrists and moved Andy's hands to replace his, holding her arms to her sides as she was sandwiched between them. Still nibbling her neck Steve then broke the rules as he hooked his thumbs in her bra straps and started to inch them over her shoulders.

I held my breath convinced everything was about to come to a sudden stop. More than anything else Anita was sensitive about the size of her breasts and would get uncomfortable about me looking at them let alone anyone else, and we were now clearly going beyond the rules of the game. We had all had a lot to drink, the atmosphere was heavy and expectant and the steadily building music was adding to the sense of unreality, as though this was all outside time somehow. I have often experienced sexual highs that drink and drugs don't come near and what I was experiencing that night was one of the highest which is why I just watched as Anita struggled and tried to speak but Andy had his tongue in her mouth. I heard Steve whisper close to her ear, softly but strongly- 'stop struggling, we all want this'.

I realised at some level that unless I said or did something to call a halt a line would be crossed but equally I had my hand inside my briefs stroking my own throbbing penis and I really wanted to see what would happen next, there was no sign of my friends being too diffident tonight.

I fully expected all hell to break loose and for Anita to break free and damn us for breaking the rules but whilst she didn't stop struggling at Steve's words she didn't seem to be struggling as hard as she might and appeared to be returning Andy's kiss even though he no longer had hold of her face. Graham sat on the sofa stroking himself under his shirt.

Steve continued to push the bra straps over her shoulders and down her arms, pushing right down until the bra ended up inside out around her waist, further trapping her arms. I wouldn't be able to find words to explain how exciting I found this, more than anything else the idea that my wife was going to allow, or rather be unable to stop, 3 of my friends seeing her naked breasts was something I don't think I ever really thought would happen.

I watched fascinated as Steve now raised his hands to brush his palms over her stiff pink nipples before taking each nipple between a thumb and forefinger and gently rolling them. He actually emitted a low groan and Anita's knees clearly buckled causing all 3 of them to stumble.

Andy still had hold of Anita's wrists and Steve turned to Graham and said that he thought he and Andy should support Anita as they had earlier and nodded towards the coffee table. They caught on immediately and started walking her towards the low table, each holding a wrist with one hand while the other went round her back to cup and caress a pert smooth breast.

She started to resist and mutter' no' again but she was more than a little drunk and more than a little turned-on and Steve told her how marvellous she looked and how we all wanted to appreciate her properly and partly out of reflex she stepped up onto the coffee table to avoid being walked into it. Steve walked up behind her and unfastened her suspender belt and then unfastened her brassiere which Graham and Andy pulled off her arms without releasing their hold on her wrists. Steve then ran his hands up the length of her body from her feet up the outside of her legs up her back to her shoulders which he massaged and pulled back telling Anita that she looked magnificent that she should be proud of her body and that she was to keep her shoulders back. She was back to gazing vacantly at the carpet as Steve came round to join me but she kept her legs straight and her shoulders back so that her breasts were thrust out prominently the pink nipples fully engorged, I wish I had a photo.

So what do you think James, Steve asked, it was the first time I had been directly acknowledged and clearly marked another turning point.

Anita was refusing to look-up so I looked at Andy and Graham and said I thought it was time we pulled the ribbons to complete the picture. Steve said he was glad I thought so and that he agreed and so Andy and Graham each took a loose end of ribbon in their free hands and pulled. As the bows parted the front and back panels of Anita's knickers fell away but the material didn't fall completely down as it was trapped between her thighs so Andy stroked the back of his hand down across her stomach over her pubic bush and grasped the flimsy piece of material pulling it slowly between her closed legs. Anita's knees started to buckle again and she was breathing heavily as I looked at her stood on a table in our living room in front of my 3 closest friends stark naked. 




Prudish Wife Surprises Me Ch. 02



There was a real tension in the room and everyone seemed to be a bit frozen, perhaps my friends still weren't completely sure how far they should push this but I wanted to see Anita fucked and the best way of showing this was for me to fuck her myself. She had always been very reserved in our lovemaking never allowing me to go down on her and never willing to suck me, she thought both these things were unnatural. Similarly she only ever allowed 2 positions, normal missionary or her on top, and I was never allowed to play with her breasts for more than a few seconds at a time but she had allowed things tonight I would never have thought possible and so I quickly stripped off my own clothes revelling in the freedom. I had been naked in front of Graham and Andy before, we had showered and changed together at school, and Andy and I had once shared a girlfriend on the beach at Birchington so there was no awkwardness. I am quite well endowed length and girth with a pronounced bell end, Andy was similar in size and as all three of my friends now copied me and removed whatever clothes they were still wearing, we could all see that Steve was longer and thicker than any of us.

Andy and Graham had let go of Anita's hands to take off their respective shirt and briefs and she had taken the opportunity to step down off the table, muttering 'no, no, no' as she looked at the 4 assorted cocks bobbing around in front of her. Steve moved quickly, swept her into an embrace and kissed her forcibly, with one hand on her bottom forcing her stomach to come into contact with his impressive equipment. Stifling whatever she was trying to say he eased her gently backwards onto the sofa. Andy and Graham again took hold of her wrists sat either side of her on the sofa and Steve stood up to give them more room as each clamped themselves to a breast, licking sucking and biting in a way I had never been allowed to. It was too much for me and I nudged Steve out of the way, knelt down in front of Anita and taking an ankle in each hand started to pull her legs apart. Now she did start to struggle more seriously saying 'no please not like this, not in front of people', but Steve leant over close to her and said 'Anita you look feel and smell fantastic and I think you need this but if you don't stop struggling I will spank you' and with that he took hold of Anita's right ankle and helped me ease her legs apart. Whether it was the words or the extra force her legs parted quite readily and I just plunged straight into her. She was completely sopping wet, I had never entered her so easily, and it was wonderful. She was still muttering no but it might have been because Andy was now knelt on the sofa trying to put his prick into her mouth and no matter what else had already happened I knew that wasn't going to. He was actually rubbing himself over her cheek and mouth and in an effort to stop him Anita lifted her hand tentatively took hold of his cock and started to wank him. Graham was still fondling Anita's breasts with one hand while wanking himself with the other and I think all three of us came fairly close together, Andy and Graham shooting their loads over her neck and chest whilst I climaxed deep inside her. Steve had been stood above us slowly stroking himself as he watched Anita and he now passed us some tissues.

Anita lay still with her eyes closed breathing heavily, Andy and Graham wiped up after themselves kissed her and moved away. I leaned forward and told Anita that I loved her that that had been the most erotic experience of my life thanked her for allowing it to happen and softly whispered that Steve still needed taking care of.

Andy and Graham had drunk most that evening as Steve had driven to the pub, as had I. But Steve Anita and I had been drinking since we got back to the cottage and it was clear nobody would be driving home tonight. We had a spare room with twin beds and Graham, as I later realised, having gone off to clean himself up decided to put himself to bed in the spare room-apart from the drink he was the only one to have come twice during the evening. Andy was using the small downstairs cloakroom so as I spoke to Anita there was only Steve still with us in the room and he was stood close by watching Anita and still slowly stroking his impressive cock.

I moved back from Anita and she opened her eyes. She looked surprised and disbelieving, as though she couldn't understand this was real, put an arm across her breasts and went to stand up. Surprisingly Steve put a hand under her arm and helped her to her feet before then putting his arms around her, cupping her bottom as he started to kiss her again. Anita pushed against him and said that she was sorry but all this shouldn't have happened, she didn't know how we were all going to face each other in the morning when we were sober and that she needed a moment to herself and wanted to clean up a bit. Steve said that he wanted her and surely she wasn't going to leave him like this. At which point he took her hand and placed it around his manhood, her hand only covered about a third but she changed her grip herself and started to wank him while openly staring at his length and thickness for the first time. Steve stopped her and said not now, that he would give her a few minutes; however in that firm intense way he had spoken earlier in the evening he said that she had 10 minutes and he hoped he wouldn't have to come and find her. Anita looked at us both then turned to leave the room with her hands self consciously covering her breasts and vaginal bush again. 'Wait' he barked and I think we both jumped but Anita stopped halfway to the door and Steve went over pulled her hands down to her sides and pulled her shoulders back saying that he had told her earlier that she had a magnificent body and that she was to display it properly. Andy came back into the room at this point and he had put his briefs back on but he was clearly delighted to be confronted with a naked Anita stood on display again. Alright said Steve ten minutes and with that he landed a full smack on Anita's bottom; apart from a gasp she said nothing and left the room.

Do you think she will come back Andy asked. I said I didn't know that this was all uncharted territory to me but that I would go and check on her in a minute. Steve said that we might as well get comfortable and was there any chance of another drink but in the event we were all thirsty and opted for soft drinks. Steve and I both put our briefs back on; it didn't feel quite right to be naked with just 3 men in the room one of whom was still clearly in a high state of arousal. Steve had to fiddle around a bit to fit his cock into his briefs, he pushed it sideways but it was still threatening to push past the elastic waist band.

Steve asked me how I was feeling about what had happened. I told him that I had no idea how I would feel in a few days time but that at the moment I was still on a sexual high and that I had loved watching them strip fondle and excite her, I still had no idea how Anita was going to react later either but I had already thanked her for marvellous she had made me feel, I certainly didn't think less of her for having been seduced I loved her for it.

Steve pointed out that what had happened so far could be described as heavy petting, that I was the only person to have penetrated any part of her body and did I want to leave it like that or could they take her further. I said that I thought it highly unlikely that she would ever suck anyone but that they could go as far as they wanted, however if she became angry or upset they should stop immediately.

Steve said the ten minutes would soon be up so I got up to go upstairs and Andy went over to the stereo, the music had stopped some time ago and rather than choose another record Andy restarted Bolero. It seemed to go with the evening.

When I got upstairs Anita was sat on our bed, she had tidied herself up and brushed her hair and was wearing her blue silk dressing gown/wrap. Are you alright? I asked.

'I don't know' she said, ' I am woozy from the drink, I can't really believe what's happened and I don't understand how you could let your friends treat me like that and be so excited by it- did you really make love to me in front of them? It just seems too impossible to be true....'

I told her that we had all had a lot to drink which had lowered inhibitions, and that she had seemed to have been as turned on as anyone, the way she had stood on the coffee table to let Steve remove her skirt and then again to be finally stripped naked. I pointed out that she could have stopped it as easily as I could and that as far as I was concerned it added to our relationship not detracted from it. 

She said that she realised that she could and should have been firmer about stopping and couldn't explain why she hadn't, just that she had been caught up in the excitement and the heady atmosphere and had found it difficult to stand against everyone, especially Steve, when they were pushing her so hard to continue.

I just replied that it was all helping her discover the real joy of sex and of her own sexuality that I loved her more for it and that clearly she had brought a great deal of joy to our friends as well as to me.

She was quiet for a minute and then said 'so you expect me to calmly go downstairs and do for Steve what I did for Andy?'

I told her that it really was up to her, that I thought it unfair to leave him in such a state of arousal but the choice was hers-even if Steve had said he would come and find her if she didn't reappear. With that she gave me an unfathomable look, and then said Ok she would do it this once but never again and would I please go and get her a small brandy.

I gave her a hug kissed her and went downstairs to get the brandy telling the others that she would be a couple more minutes.

When I took the brandy back up she was still sat on the bed but she seemed calmer more resigned to finishing what had been started. She asked if everyone was still sat naked in the lounge and sipped her drink as I answered that Graham appeared to have gone to bed and that Steve and Andy had put their underwear back on which seemed to relieve her. 'OK she said I will be down in a minute so I told her again that I loved her and nothing she did would change that and went back down to join the others.

The Ravel was still playing and Andy was back on the sofa with Steve in his armchair so I took the remaining chair. She's coming down I told them and shortly afterwards the door opened and Anita walked into the room. She was dressed as I'd left her in the blue silk dressing gown and entered the room quite confidently looking at Steve and Andy with a shy smile. Steve stood up to welcome her but immediately discomfited her by saying that he didn't remember giving her permission to get dressed. She clearly didn't know what to say so ignored the comment and just stuttered in a confused way that she wanted to relieve his frustration. She moved alongside Steve put one arm around his waist and used her other hand to trace the outline of his penis through the material of his briefs, another milestone, my inexperienced inhibited shy wife was voluntarily touching another man's body with her husband and another friend looking on. Steve caught my eye and sort of nodded with a raised eyebrow so I smiled and nodded back. Anita moved her hand to Steve's stomach and began to slide her fingers under the waistband of his briefs but he took hold of her wrist gently lifted her hand away and said not so fast. Anita looked surprised and concerned, I think she had been hoping and expecting to wank Steve off quite quickly and then head for bed but Steve kept hold of one wrist and then trapped the other, moving them both behind Anita's back before bending down to kiss her firmly on the mouth. She started to squirm and Steve turned his attention to her ears and neck, still holding her firmly but in many ways treating her more as a lover than the others had done, he was certainly kissing her much more.

Anita was saying 'Oh Steve please' and still squirming but she didn't clarify what she was saying please for, please stop might have been clearer...Anyway Steve lifted his mouth from Anita's right ear looked across to Andy and said that he thought he could do with some help.

Andy got to his feet, clearly hard again, and went up behind Anita. Steve transferred her wrists to Andy who took hold and started nuzzling her neck from behind. Steve held her face still between his hands, kissed her deeply and then said that he didn't like being ignored and that he had already told her that she didn't have permission to get dressed. He dropped his hands to her waist, untied the silk cord holding the gown closed and pulling it out through its' loops draped it around his neck. Anita was still whispering 'Oh no, please' but she hadn't climaxed earlier and Steve and Andy's attentions were definitely having an effect- I certainly didn't think I needed to stop them, especially as Anita's gown began to fall open and I could see what she was wearing underneath. If she had still been naked it night have been less erotic, but in fact she had put on clean underwear, she was wearing a fresh bra and panties. This was one of her more conservative sets, the panties were fuller not see through and less lacy and the bra matched, but they were black. Against her pale body they somehow made her look more naked than when she was naked.

Steve slipped the gown off her shoulders and Andy had to release her wrists to free it from her arms but she didn't make a serious bid for freedom and he was soon back in control.

Steve stood back to admire her and said that she might have got dressed without permission but that he wanted to thank her for giving them the opportunity of stripping her again, that he was going to enjoy it even more this time than the first time. I was desperately trying to resist touching myself because I knew I would come immediately if I did.

He moved in closer and ran his hands up the length of Anita's body, over her shoulders down her arms and then took back control of Anita's wrists from Andy, bringing her hands back round in front of her body, she clearly thought that now she could caress him to a climax and turned her hands towards the penis clearly glistening proudly from Steve's waistband, but Steve kept hold of her wrists and raised them higher and higher until she was virtually standing on tiptoe. Looking at Andy Steve said that he thought it was time we saw those beautiful pert breasts again if he would like to do the honours, and Andy accordingly unclipped her bra and raised it up her arms over her hands and left it dangling on Steve's wrists before reaching round to cup and tease her nipples whilst pushing the cock only barely constrained in his briefs up against the crack in Anita's panty clad buttocks. She couldn't easily move away but although she was softly muttering 'please no, please no' I am sure that I saw her push back slightly against Andy. Steve lowered her arms and pushed her wrists back behind her, asking Andy if he would oblige for a moment and Andy stopped toying with Anita's nipples and again took hold of her wrists, she was behaving as if she were drugged, not really with us, not particularly struggling but not completely compliant and still whispering 'no, no, no'. Steve put one hand behind her neck and stroking her hair back with the other said 'Anita listen to me, I've enjoyed tonight more than any night I can remember but I'm not ready to let it end the way you think you want it to end. You've had many new experiences tonight and I think you have enjoyed them, but you are not in control, I am. I am taking responsibility for your behaviour and I am going to make it easier for you to release control to me, something I think we both want'

With that he took her blue silk dressing gown cord from around his neck and proceeded to tie her wrists together. She didn't say anything and she didn't struggle, she just stood in the middle of our lounge wearing nothing but a pair of black knickers with her hands tied behind her back, head bowed her hair shielding her face so I couldn't even see her expression. This will make it easier for you said Steve and went over to his trousers took a clean white handkerchief from a pocket, fashioned it into a blindfold and tied it over Anita's eyes. She couldn't have believed any more that she would get away with just wanking Steve but I am not sure she was thinking anything; she was lost in the moment. 'Gentlemen 'said Steve and gestured towards the sofa so Andy and I went and sat on the sofa. Steve turned Anita to face us then said 'shoulders Anita' and just like that she lifted her head and pulled her shoulders back. Steve had shown he really was in control, there was no need to rush we didn't feel that my wife was about to rush off so we sat and ogled.' After a couple of minutes Steve said

'As lovely as you look in black knickers Anita I don't think we shall be needing them any more' and with that, still from behind he put one hand on each side of my wife's waist and slid his hands into her panties, hooking the sides with his thumbs and continued to slide them down her legs, gently lifting her ankles one at a time to free them from her feet, it was lovely to have her stood there naked the auburn curls of her bush wonderfully on view. He took her shoulders and turned her round, we could still see a red imprint of his hand on her right buttock from where he had smacked her.

'Come 'said Steve and placing a hand on her bottom he propelled her gently forward. She took short nervous steps clearly wondering what was about to happen, as did I, as Steve manoeuvred her past us and around to stand behind the sofa level with Andy.

The sofa was an old one with a heavily stuffed rounded back and sides, Steve must have noticed that the top of the back was about the same height as the top of Anita's thighs and she stopped suddenly as she felt the material against her legs. 'Bend forward 'said Steve, 'you're quite safe. Anita looked a little agitated and said she didn't want to. 'Do as I say Anita' said Steve and holding a loose end of the cord tying her wrists he pushed her shoulders forward. She started to slip and involuntarily moved her feet apart to steady herself, her weight taken by her tummy and hips across the back of the sofa. 'Please please no' she was saying again but Andy had taken off his pants, turned round and was kneeling on the sofa, his hands cradling Anita's face as for the second time that night he tried to fuck my wife's mouth. As soon as the tip of his penis touched her lips Anita wrenched her head to one side and said that she couldn't and wouldn't do that. Steve was pulling back on the cord and pushing down between her shoulder blades just to keep her bent over the sofa. 'All right Anita' said Steve, you don't have to, just kiss the tip and Andy won't try and force you, just simple kisses, for me and to give pleasure to Andy', Anita turned her head forward again and Andy gently touched his erection against her lips, he moved back then forward again, this time presenting more of the side rather than the tip, Anita kissed it again. Andy developed a rhythm tapping his prick against my wife's lips, admittedly her lips were closed but it was still something I had never expected to experience myself let alone witness her do it for someone else. As the rhythm developed Steve took his hand out from between Anita's shoulders, my wife was staying down by herself, he stepped back, kept hold of the cord controlling her wrists and with his free hand eased down his briefs allowing his cock to spring free. I am about 8 inches but Steve really must be 10 inches and a little thicker than me, it really was a monster and waved obscenely in the air. Andy had progressed to kneeling sideways on the sofa running the length of his own 7 or 8 inches along my wife's lips, one hand stroking her face and the other playing with her breasts and nipples. He started to use the hand caressing Anita's face to hold his prick more firmly against her lips, her teeth were clearly closed but her lips were not so tightly clenched and Andy was speeding up his movements clearly approaching a climax.




Prudish Wife Surprises Me Ch. 02



I was watching closely, fascinated by how close he was to getting my wife to do something I thought she would never do, but I noticed that Steve had moved. He was now standing between my wife's spread legs, one hand grasping the cord round her wrists the other holding his monster cock down level with where the opening to her vagina must be. He wasn't touching her apart from the cord at her wrists and she probably wasn't aware how close she was to being penetrated from behind, something she had never allowed, by a cock notably bigger than mine. The constant friction of Andy's penis on her lips and his attention to her breasts was occupying all her attention.

Steve looked at me and raised his eyebrows in a silent question. I got up and went round to stand next to my wife and looked down at the huge cock inches from her glistening pussy, then looking up at Steve I smiled and nodded.

Steve took a firmer grip on Anita's wrists and then slowly but steadily pushed his pelvis forward.

She was in such an exposed vulnerable position that the big hot engorged head of Steve's cock connected immediately with my wife's pussy lips. Instantly she tried to move her body forward away from the invasion whilst opening her mouth to emit a loud gasp of surprise and protest. She couldn't really move forward, trapped against the sofa, and Steve stopped pushing leaving the head of his cock just pushed against her, but opening her mouth had been a mistake as Andy's cock had immediately slipped straight into her mouth, Andy had already been close to climaxing and as he withdrew his penis from my wife's mouth he gave himself a couple of quick strokes and ejaculated all over her cheek and hair.

Anita was moaning and muttering softly, shaking her head. Andy had got off the sofa and disappeared; presumably to clean himself up so I leaned over wiped her cheek and hair with a tissue and told her again that I loved her. She appeared to be about to say something but suddenly Steve spoke-'Anita listen, you can feel that I am about to penetrate you, and be assured that I am going to, but first I want you to tell me whether or not you are on the pill'. I straightened up and started to answer but Steve shook his head at me so I kept silent. My wife was breathing hard and fast and seemed confused by the question. Steve nudged his cock forward, increasing the pressure on my wife's labia. 'Anita' he said 'I am going to fuck you the way I have wanted to fuck you ever since I first saw your lovely body in just bra and panties 2 months ago, but first answer my question, are you on the pill?' 

There was the briefest of silences, perhaps she realised this was her last chance to really stop things. In reality it wasn't much of a chance, Steve and I were too far gone, but if she had lied and said 'no' he might have stopped to find a condom and she could have tried to pull herself together, but instead she softly whispered 'yes'. With that Steve pushed the head of his cock right into her. It hadn't required much effort. Anita had stopped struggling and her upper body had fallen forward, Steve reached around to grasp her breasts which he then used like handles to pull Anita onto him as he withdrew slightly before pushing his entire length into my wife in one slow smooth movement.

Straightening up he placed a hand on each of Anita's hips and started to piston into her hard and fast. They were both grunting and Steve was pounding into her with such force that she was being pushed over the sofa with each forward stroke, so I went and helped support her head and shoulders, stroking her hair and caressing her breasts.

My wife's breathing and grunting started to change, I had never heard her like this before, crying groaning moaning and grunting, her voice rapidly getting higher and higher. Steve slowed, making longer and deeper strokes while telling me how much he was enjoying himself and how wonderful my wife felt impaled on his prick.

They came very closely together. Anita had never had an orgasm like that before, she shook and almost screamed, Steve was making almost as much noise, he collapsed on her back briefly before kissing her neck and withdrawing slowly, he then stroked my wife's beautifully presented bottom before going to sit in an armchair and started to wipe himself with the white knickers that had been taken off Anita earlier.

Anita's legs really had given way and she was left draped over the back of the sofa like a rag doll. Now she had never let me take her from behind and I wasn't about to miss this opportunity. I went and looked at the swollen red pussy lips and the slightly gaping vagina, there was semen dribbling down her legs. She looked uncomfortable so I untied her wrists and her arms virtually fell forward, she didn't try to remove the blindfold just lay where she was half supporting herself on her hands. I was out of my briefs and into her in one movement. She hardly reacted at all. It was my first ever sloppy seconds. It was hot it was wet it was messy and my wife certainly wasn't as tight as usual but it was fucking marvellous. I came in seconds.

My spunk added to that which was already dribbling down her thighs and I went to get yet more tissues. As I started to wipe her legs my wife was attempting to straighten up, slowly and gingerly, she was obviously stiff and weak. I went to unfasten her blindfold, but she stopped me and said to leave it, that she didn't want to see anyone and could I guide her to the stairs.

I told her it was me and said of course. She said that she wanted time to herself to think and that she wanted the bedroom to herself, that she would see me in the morning but she wanted everyone else gone before she woke up. Having guided her to the foot of the stairs I went back to the lounge and left her to make her own way upstairs. Steve was still sat in the armchair, his cock had returned to a full hard-on and he was gently stroking himself with Anita's white panties; he raised a quizzical eyebrow. I told him that she wouldn't be returning and that we should leave her. He said that that was a pity as he wouldn't have come so quickly a second time and had been looking forward to getting her more involved, but he understood and promised that they would all be gone first thing in the morning. I went off to use the downstairs cloakroom leaving him still wanking into my wife's knickers; he had finished by the time I returned. Andy had taken himself off to the spare room to join Graham so Steve and I made the best of the floor and the sofa.

Steve got the others up early the next morning and left without really disturbing me, they had a cup of tea in the kitchen, I heard them but they weren't talking much, before Andy put his head round the door to say he would give me a call in a few days.

So I was left wondering how things would be with Anita when she woke, thinking what I might say and do, and if I should tell her that Steve seemed to have gone off with her white panties......



Prudish Wife Surprises Me Ch. 03



This is an amended 3rd part of my memories of the sexual awakening of my wife Anita some 30 years ago. As one of my critics observed I rather rushed through the original ending, mainly because I had some important work issues coming up and needed to get the story finished. I have therefore now taken the time to record what happened in greater detail which I hope you enjoy. Anyone who would like to see some pictures of Anita now, dressed or undressed should e-mail me...

The story contains wife-sharing and BDSM themes, so, like my fellow authors may I request that if you are one of the mentally challenged morons who reads these stories in full, and then professes shock and horror at what they have read, whilst posting comments laced with abuse, then please don't read it; just go and seek the medical help you clearly need ....I at least am comfortable with my sexuality and sexual needs......! 

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After my friends had left I tidied up the lounge and washed, dried up and put away the glasses. I wanted everything to look as normal as possible following the extraordinary events of the night before.

It was nearly 10.30 before I heard sounds of movement upstairs and shortly afterwards I heard the shower running so I knew she was awake. I quickly made a cup of tea and was waiting for my wife with it in the bedroom when she came in from her shower. Anita was wearing her heavy dressing gown and her hair was wrapped in a towel in that way that all women seem to learn by some form of osmosis in the womb.

I pointed to the cup of tea and tried a sheepish grin while asking how she was. She didn't respond, just went and sat on the bed and started to sip her tea before turning to tell me that she had a bit of a hangover and would I mind getting her some tablets. When I returned with the tablets she took them from me with a sad sort of smile and said that when she felt a little better we would have to have a talk. I tried to tell her that I loved her and hadn't wanted to push her to do anything she didn't want to but she said that she would like an hour or 2 to get rid of the headache and that we would talk when she felt a little better. So I left her in the bedroom and went outside to wash the car, giving myself something to do.

My thoughts were all over the place as I washed the car; I kept seeing pictures of my wife completely naked being displayed in front of my friends, of Steve's enormous cock poised at the opening of her vagina, of her petite body being bounced against the back of the sofa as he slammed into her. But I was worried she might want a separation, that she would blame me for everything and refuse to accept that at some level she had clearly enjoyed what had happened. I wanted us to stay together and I wanted Anita to have more confidence about her body and be more sexually aware but did she feel the same?

I was back indoors making myself a cup of tea when she came down. She looked a little tired but was wearing make-up and was dressed comfortably in jeans and jumper. She asked me to pour her one as well and then said that she wished she could just forget what had happened the night before but that we clearly had to talk about it. I asked her if she remembered everything that had happened and she said that it would be difficult no to; that if the memories were not bad enough she was still a little sore and her shoulders ached from when Steve had tied her. She said this while staring at me hard clearly trying to gauge my reaction. Hearing my previously shy demure wife talk about being sore and referring to being tied and even using Steve's name brought all the pictures back into my mind and I told her that I didn't really know what to say. I reaffirmed that I loved her, that it had been the most sexually charged experience of my life and that I hoped she could understand just how attractive and desirable I found her, not only that but that my friends obviously felt the same. She responded by telling me that I was sick and so were my friends, that she blamed me more than them and that she didn't see how we could stay together, the memory of the previous night would always come between us, and it was at that stage I began to get a little annoyed. I pointed out that she could have stopped everything at any time if she had really wanted to. That she had returned their kisses, been very wet when we had entered her and that she had then had the first real climax of our married life which had been given to her by one of my friends and not by me, despite which I wanted to make the marriage work and that I did love her.

The talk/debate/argument went on for the whole of the rest of the day and we ended up sleeping in separate rooms. We hadn't fully resolved everything but I thought we were making progress although I quickly realised the previous nights experience was never going to be repeated as Anita had made it clear that she never wanted to see my 3 friends again.

I think we both slept surprisingly well on the Saturday night and by Sunday night we had a way forward. Anita accepted that watching her with my friends had turned me on hugely and that at a purely sexual level she had been seduced into enjoying it too, however she never wanted it referred to again she never wanted to see my friends again and whilst she didn't ban me from seeing them myself she didn't want them in our home whether she was there or not.

As far as she was concerned it was a one off mistake on her part, she loved me but couldn't become somebody she wasn't and I had to love her as she was. In fact I thought she was suppressing the sensual sexual person she actually was but had to accept that this was the way things were going to be.

So over the next few weeks and months we put our life as a couple back together. I talked with Andy and Graham the following week and it was clear they were both feeling a bit guilty and embarrassed. They both had long term girlfriends and both seemed almost relieved when I said that they wouldn't be seeing Anita again for the foreseeable future. In fact it was almost a year before I saw either of them again and that was at Grahams wedding which I attended without Anita...

Steve was another matter. I 'phoned him and talked him through the discussion I had had with Anita and he said that he thought it would be better to talk face to face and so we arranged a meeting for a couple of weeks later at a pub midway between Faversham and Margate on the Thanet Way. I told Anita that I had talked to Graham and Andy and that they had sent their love and their apologies if they had gone too far and explained that I had no plans to meet up with them in the near future, however I clearly had to tell her that I was going out for a drink with Steve at his request. She went very quiet and was clearly not happy and asked why he wanted to meet up with me. I confessed that I didn't know and she said that if I brought him back with me, if she saw him come through the door then she would leave and she would not be back. I assured her I had no intention of breaking our agreement. She was clearly not happy but didn't say anything else on the subject until a day or two before the meeting when she asked if I thought he might be wanting to return something of hers which had gone missing.

Now the subject of her missing white panties had not been mentioned before and I had assumed it was one of the many things that we were not going to talk about, so this was a surprise and the look on my face clearly showed as much to my wife.

Anita then said that she had noticed that her knickers had gone missing and that of my friends she assumed that Steve was the most likely to have taken them. I said that I thought she was right and that I hadn't wanted to say anything to her about them for fear of upsetting her again. Anita then said the only reason she was saying anything was that if Steve wanted to meet me to return the panties then he was wasting his time, that she didn't want them back but that she didn't want Steve to keep them either. She hoped he was going to give them to me but I was to dispose of them before coming home.

Now since the discussions immediately after the event, Anita's seduction by my friends had not been mentioned and I was encouraged that she could at least now refer to it, even if only obliquely, acknowledging that something had happened. We had not made love since that night and I understood why Anita tensed up as soon as I went near her and realised that I had to give her time, it certainly didn't look as though she was going to be any more relaxed about sex and I think I accepted that. 

On the evening I went off to meet up with Steve Anita reminded me not to forget what she had said and I again reassured her that there was no way I was going to break my promise.

Steve was already at the pub when I arrived and he was quick to buy me a drink and ask how I was. I told him I was fine but that Anita certainly wasn't and that there was not going to be a repeat of that Friday night. He asked if I would be willing to repeat the experience or even watch Anita being taken further if the opportunity arose and I told him that I would, that I thought it all been fantastic but that it was just not going to happen. I explained about my promise to Anita and he said that he understood and asked if I had told her I was meeting him tonight and so I told him about Anita's comments about her missing panties. Steve smiled and said that with my permission he had every intention of fucking my wife again and that he thought with a bit of encouragement she could be pushed much further.

I didn't see what much more there was to achieve. She had been stripped, blindfolded, tied up, played with and fucked by three men in front of her husband- what more was there? A simple repeat was more than I now ever hoped for and I reminded Steve that I was not going to break my promise to my wife.

He assured me he was not going to ask me to, that he would let things calm down but that if Anita asked about her panties I was to tell her that yes Steve had them and that he had said he was keeping them to remind him of one of the most enjoyable nights of his life and that he would consider returning them when he next enjoyed being able to strip her and fuck her again....

I told him I couldn't promise to deliver the message, I would have to gauge Anita's mood and likely reaction and he just said if she asks, just tell her. He said he would be in touch and with that we parted.

When I got home Anita was at an upstairs window looking out, checking I hadn't brought Steve with me I assumed. I smiled and waved as I got out of the car and she gave me a half smile back as she turned away from the window. She came down the stairs to greet me and I was surprised to see she was wearing fresh make-up but said nothing. She asked how the evening had been and I said fine she asked me if I had got rid of anything on the way home and I said that I hadn't, that it was late and as we had work the next day I was headed for bed. Anita said that she would be up in a bit and I was almost asleep when she slid in beside me but I was aware that she was very restless and she admitted that she hadn't slept very well as we talked over breakfast the following morning.

'So what did Steve want?' she asked in voice which sounded a little unnatural, she was trying too hard to make the question sound light-hearted and once again just hearing her say his name conjured up memories of him pounding into her and I couldn't help but wonder what it did in hers. I told her that he wanted to make sure that we were really OK both as ourselves and as a couple; he wanted to know that what had happened hadn't ruined our marriage or our friendship with him. So she asked what I had told him and I replied truthfully that I had said that she never wanted to see him again but that I had been immensely turned on by what had happened and that when he'd asked me if I would let it happen again I had said yes but only if Anita wanted it to which was clearly not going to happen.

Anita asked if I had really told him I would let it happen again and I said that I wasn't going to lie to her or to him, that she knew how much it had turned me on but that I had already promised her I wouldn't ever ask her to see him or the others again and I would stick to that promise for her sake but it didn't change the reality of how I felt.

She was silent for a bit and then said that she still couldn't understand how I could feel like that but that she was glad I had been honest with her and that she thought we could get through this, that she trusted me not to go back on the promise. There was another pause and then she asked if he had said anything about' her panties'. This time it was me who went quiet; did I dare tell her what he had said? I had been honest about everything else and there was something about the way she had said 'my panties' it wasn't completely cool and disinterested, there was something there.

I said I wasn't sure that I could tell her exactly what he had said, that she wouldn't like it and she said she wanted to know, that I needed to be honest with her; so I told her exactly what he had said. I told her that he was keeping her knickers as a reminder of one of the most enjoyable experiences of his life and that he would consider returning them once he had had the pleasure of being able to strip her and fuck her again......

I don't know what she had been expecting but it wasn't that. She was genuinely lost for words. She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out and she closed it again. I said I was sorry but that she had demanded to know and that she needn't worry because she wouldn't be seeing him again and suggested we got off to work. Anita just nodded and went off to get her things together while I tidied away the breakfast stuff wondering what was going through her mind- I knew what was going through mine. I was wondering if Steve somehow understood my wife better than I did.

Nothing more was said as we went out to the car and I dropped her at the station as usual before heading off to my office. When I picked her up at the station that evening I sensed that something had changed, she seemed a little more relaxed and nothing more was said about Steve or what he had said; she didn't ask if I planned to stay in touch or if I would be seeing him, nothing We had a good but simple dinner, watched some television and went to bed and for the first time since that fateful Friday we made love. It was back to how it had been, face to face missionary, hardly any foreplay, she tensed if I tried to lick or nibble her nipples, grabbed my head to stop me when I tried to kiss down her body towards her triangle of auburn curls, but she was wet when I entered her and I was just pleased to be able to fuck her again. She didn't climax but she did dig her nails into my back and shoulders as if she were trying to somehow.

Life went back to normal but there were some changes and some surprises.

It was frustrating that our sex life was back to being unadventurous but after a Saturday afternoon shopping expedition with one of her girl-friends she came home with some new panties amongst her purchases. She was reluctant to let me look when I started going through her collection of bags and certainly seemed embarrassed when from one bag I pulled not only some white lacy knickers similar to the ones Steve had taken but also a similar pair in black. Not only that, but there was a black suspender belt and bra to match the new knickers plus several pairs of stockings...

I smiled my appreciation and Anita said not to get over excited, it was just that with the summer coming these were much cooler and fresher to wear. I said that whatever the reason I was delighted she had bought them and that I looked forward to seeing them on her. She didn't wear the stockings and suspenders on a regular basis but if we were going out with friends it seemed that she was more likely to put them on, always justifying it with a comment about it being particularly warm but not wanting to go barelegged or not having any clean tights...I always told her she didn't need to justify what she wore and that she looked fabulous and the 2nd or 3rd time she wore the black set I risked saying that the sight of her dressed like that deserved wider appreciation. She tensed and stiffened but didn't say anything so I didn't push it and said no more. We invariably seemed to make love on the evenings we got home having been out with her dressed in the new underwear, usually a Saturday anyway, but she was still reserved and inhibited. I tried holding her wrists alongside her head once as I entered her but she made it clear she didn't like this although when I let go of her wrists she kept them there as if she were held down by someone invisible.

We had made friends with a small group of other young professional couples living in the area, 8 couples or so some of whom we saw more frequently than others for drinks or dinner parties at each other's houses. 2 months or so after my conversation with Steve and about a month after her shopping expedition we were due to go to a dinner party with one of these couples, Tony and Jenny. We knew there would at least 2 other couples there that we knew.

I don't think I am boasting when I say that Anita was the most attractive of the wives. I loved her petite size 8 body with her pert breasts and pink nipples. Only 5'2" but with long tapered legs a nicely rounded bottom and auburn shoulder length hair. She only ever lightly trimmed her bush for bikinis in the summer but I approved of this as I love seeing a woman's hairy triangle, it's more exciting than having everything immediately on show. It was not surprising therefore that several of the husbands used to try and flirt with her but, as a couple of them told me, they thought she was unreceptive, a bit standoffish, whereas most of the others flirted quite a lot with many outrageous comments and risqué jokes. None of these friends had ever met my hometown friends and they certainly would have been astounded to learn of what had happened that night, quite understandably they thought Anita a bit of a prude. Anita herself had commented that she sometimes felt a bit out of things at these lunch and dinner parties and I tried to tell her that people thought her a little prudish, that she needed to relax more.

Anita's birthday is early in August so it must have been mid-august when this dinner party was due to take place. Anita dressed in the black underwear set and wore the suspenders and stockings under a knee-length dark blue dress which I had bought for her birthday. The dress had a fitted bodice with a flared skirt and a belt at the waist. It was made of silky material and looked stunning.

We arrived at Tony and Jenny's house at the same time as 2 of the other couples and went in together. There was another couple already there and a further couple arrived after us so it was quite a big group and we knew, or had at least met, everyone. Three of the couples we are still in touch with today. Apart from our hosts Tony and Jenny, there was Keith and Lynne, Phil and Julie, Sheila and Norman and Colin and Maria.

It was a warm summers evening and we were due to eat outside. Tony and Jenny lived on an estate of new houses in the countryside near Maidstone. They had a small but quite secluded back garden and on arrival we were all given' Harvey wall bangers' which was the trendy cocktail at the time.

Anita received a lot of compliments on her dress and explained it was a birthday present and everyone offered her birthday wishes for the week before and most of the guys claimed birthday kisses. Anita seemed to be enjoying the attention and the cocktails flowed quite readily. Our hostess said she was going off to finish getting the dinner ready so that we could start eating within the next hour and as ever all the other ladies offered to help and started to head indoors with her but Jenny turned to Anita and said that as it was so close to her birthday we should treat the evening as her birthday celebration and that she should stay and relax in the garden.




Prudish Wife Surprises Me Ch. 03



Anita started to demur but Jenny and the others insisted so she was left in the garden with me and the other 5 husbands. They were very good at keeping her drink topped up and Tony jokingly said something about giving her the bumps which 2 or 3 of the others then took up. Anita said that she hadn't even had the bumps at school because her birthday was always in the school holidays and Tony said that settled it she'd have to have the bumps and asked me how old she was. I laughed and told him 28, it was the type of jokey flirting that went on at dinner parties all over the country but I couldn't help but be aware that my wife was the only woman with a group of men who had had a few drinks, and that alone I found exciting. Jenny popped out to check that we were all ok and advise that dinner would be about 20 minutes and as she turned to go back inside Tony said that Anita had never had the bumps before and that we were about to remedy the situation. Jenny said something about not being sure that Anita or I would think that a good idea and I laughingly said that it was nothing to do with me as Jenny headed back indoors.

It was Keith I think who took hold of one of my wife's wrists and said come on then the bumps it is. Colin took hold of the other wrist and said OK and Anita started to twist and say for them not to be silly. Norman who was the most serious said something about not upsetting her and that my wife wasn't like Jenny or his wife Sheila who didn't mind this sort of horseplay. I think the comment must have stung Anita as she stopped twisting and said that she was too heavy for the bumps anyway and that they would drop and hurt her. Tony said that there was no way they'd drop her and that they'd all keep a tight hold and with that he knelt down and took hold of one ankle while Phil grabbed the other.

Tony and Phil literally pulled her legs out from under her and she ended up sort of sitting on the grass but tilted backwards her upper bodyweight supported by Keith and Colin's hold on her wrists. Tony and Phil were stood quite close together so her legs were parted but not fully spread-eagled and the skirt part of her dress had only slightly rucked up above her knees; however I knew that the guys on her ankles were in for an eyeful if they did 'bump' her properly and waited with excited anticipation. Norman was stood alongside me just watching proceedings.

Right 28 bumps it is said Tony so we'll change ends after each 7, Norman and James can take a turn if anyone thinks they're losing their grip. I said I would have to cope with any fall out later so wasn't getting involved, so Tony said' just you then Norman ready, steady, go' and with that they all pulled backwards and with a shriek Anita's middle shot into the air. Tony shouted' one' and as they let Anita fall the lower part of her dress rucked up around her thighs. She was laughing and breathless and I saw Tony and Phil exchange glances as Tony called 2 and she shot skywards again. This time as she descended her dress was up around her waist and the guys on her ankles had a full view of her stocking clad legs, the suspenders and the lacy black knickers. Her bare tummy above the knickers was also visible and the top of the suspender belt and as she descended the straps of the suspenders straightened lifting the knickers away from her skin slightly. There was a brief view of the sides of her bush before the dress fell back to the tops of her thighs. The guys got into a rhythm heaving my wife higher and faster into the air so that the dress was up around her waist most of the time. The 2 on her ankles had moved slightly further apart, no doubt partly for better balance but it meant that they now had a clear unfettered view up between my wife's parted thighs and the gusset of her knickers was the only part that wasn't almost completely transparent.

Norman had moved in to try and hold Anita's dress down for her but he was getting in the way and the others told him to leave it. He looked at me and I just shrugged and smiled. I had moved to stand near Tony and as Anita reached the top of her 'bump' her body was arched with her mound pushing skywards and I could clearly see the edges of her labia. I doubted whether the guys on her wrists knew just how much was on show but we had got to bump number 7 and as they lowered my wife gently to the ground Tony called all change and let go of her ankle. Anita was breathless, giggling and looking a little flushed and as the guys released their holds she closed her legs together and moved her dress back below her knees tucking it between her legs to try and hold it there. Surprisingly Norman said that he would take a turn and took the ankle relinquished by Tony who went and stood where I had been right behind the guys on her ankles. They changed places very quickly and within seconds my wife was hoist skyward again, Norman and Keith copying their predecessors and moving apart thus spreading her legs and causing her to lose any hold she might have had on her dress. Tony was now being treated to the view I had had, while Norman clearly no longer had any interest in preserving my wife's modesty and was as energetic as the others in ensuring that her dress stayed up around her waist to give those on her ankles an amazing view.

They gave her the full 28 bumps with a lot of shouting and laughter and once or twice other wives came to see what was going on but fortunately the guys had Anita's head and shoulders towards the patio door into the lounge and so they probably didn't realise exactly what was happening and just shook their heads, laughed and went back indoors. When they finished the 28th bump the guys on her wrists let go but the guys on her ankles just held onto them for a little bit longer enjoying their final view before a very dishevelled Anita kicked their hands off and smoothed her dress down. She was very flustered and hot looking and we must have all seen the damp patch which appeared and then grew in the gusset of her knickers as the bumps had continued. There was no doubt the experience had made her very wet and the other husbands had seen rather more of my wife than they had probably ever expected to see.

They had also seen another side of her, she had clearly made an effort not to be so standoffish and over the next couple of years I often watched the guys who had been involved try to make passes at her or flirt more purposely, with the exception of Norman.

Keith Tony and Phil all volunteered to help wash up at future parties at our house and I would peek into the kitchen and watch them trying to kiss and fondle her as she worked at the sink. Keith was the one who got closest to actually fucking her once when I was away on business some years later but I don't think he succeeded although I think he was able to undress her, it is a long story and I might tell it later..

Anyway everyone was in high spirits at the dinner; well certainly the guys were, we all had quite a lot to drink, even the drivers, we all seemed to in those days. When we broke up to go home all the guys held Anita close and demanded more birthday kisses and she seemed to enjoy the attention. When we got home I made it quite clear I wanted to take her to bed immediately. We didn't say anything about what had happened, I knew what to expect now, but she let me help undress her, which was unusual, and this time she let me hold her wrists to the bed as I kept my arms straight and my weight off her. Her wrists and ankles had clear red marks and hand prints where she had been held and I held her wrists in the same place and looked down the length of her body as I entered her. She still hadn't wanted any foreplay but neither she nor I needed it, she was as wet as she had been on that night when I had had sloppy seconds after Steve.

I didn't last long and I don't think she came but she was more vocal than usual, whimpering and muttering and as I thrust into her in my final strokes I told her how 'fucking marvellous' she had looked held between 5 guys with her dress around her waist, her legs spread, in flimsy panties stockings and suspenders. As I finished she said I was 'sick'. But there was no venom to it and no talking over what had happened.

The following day we were back to normal again and it was as though the 'bumps' had never happened but I checked the laundry basket and the black lacy panties she had been wearing were covered in a thick creamy crust of her juices and smelt wonderful.

Anita continued to wear very sexy outfits under her outer clothes whenever we went out and there were one or two other mild 'inadvertent' flashing moments with the other husbands. We even played strip pontoon with 3 of the other couples on a couple of occasions but the wives always chickened out before things got really interesting. What had become evident to me however was that the ingredients that brought the best out in my wife, as far as I was concerned, was for her to be the only female, for the men to take control and for her to have had a drink and thus be able to deny responsibility and/or memory.

Although I hadn't met up with Steve since our chat in the pub we did talk on the 'phone once or twice a month, usually when Anita was not around, and I told him about what had happened at the dinner party. He asked several questions about how the situation had developed and how Anita had reacted and then asked how I felt about meeting up for a more intimate chat about Anita. We picked a midweek night a couple of weeks away in September and Steve asked me to let Anita know that it would be him I was meeting up with. I confirmed I had no intention of lying to her and that I would therefore be telling her just that.

When I told Anita that I was going to meet up with Steve again for a drink she asked if there was any particular reason and I just said that there was nothing in particular but that we were still friends and just wanted to catch up.

The night duly arrived and as I changed after work Anita was giving me odd looks so I told her not to worry and that I certainly wouldn't be bringing Steve back with me. She didn't say anything to that so I pecked her on the cheek and told her not to wait up.

It was good to see Steve again at the pub and he asked me to describe again what had happened at the dinner party and also asked how I had felt about it. I assured him that I had loved seeing Anita displayed like that again and we discussed my conclusions about the situations that appeared to turn her on. He asked how I thought I would feel to see her in a similar situation with men she and I scarcely knew, particularly if there was no doubt that they would want to go much further and I truthfully answered that I found the prospect immensely exciting but didn't see how it could happen.

Now I mentioned in the second story that Steve had travelled the world in the merchant navy and he proceeded to tell me that he and the other officers on his last ship used to go for 'runs ashore' together whenever they could and had got into some very interesting situations. Apparently they all had similarly high sex drives and interests and because of their lifestyles they all had regular health checkups to make sure they stayed clean and healthy. Steve had stayed in touch with them since coming ashore, he didn't know much about the new 3rd officer who had replaced him but the others were a mixed bag. The Captain was a middle-aged Norwegian who wouldn't normally join the others on runs ashore but knew what went on, whilst the first and second officers were a Nigerian and a German who Steve said were great fun and knew how to enjoy themselves. While interesting I explained to Steve that I didn't see the relevance and he told me how much he thought they would enjoy Anita if they had a chance to seduce her and that there would certainly be no hesitation or awkwardness on their part if the opportunity presented itself, I really would get my wish of seeing her stripped and soundly and repeatedly fucked by several men, including a black guy, if I thought I could handle that.

I assured him that nothing would please me more but that there was no way we could engineer it and he said that I shouldn't be so sure. His old ship was due to unload a cargo at Tilbury in a few weeks time and was still waiting for confirmation of where it would have to go to pick up a new cargo afterwards, so after unloading it would be coming to the Medway towns for some minor engine repairs and while it waited it was already planned to have an 'open day' on board so friends and family of any UK or European based crew could come on board for a visit and a party. He asked me to confirm that if Anita and I were invited and he could get her to accept that we would come. 

I readily agreed but said that it wouldn't happen, that I couldn't go back and tell her that we had been invited to a party by him and Steve explained that he didn't want me to, that he had a plan.

When we used to go out for our drinks with Steve and the others Anita had always been interested in Steve's stories of his life at sea partly because one of her closest female school friends had become a purser on a line operating to South Africa and Anita had enjoyed visits to her ship occasionally when it docked at Southampton. Steve believed that Anita genuinely had an interest in ships and shipping and said that he thought he could use this. He said that he would 'phone the house at a time he could be sure that both Anita and I would be there and that I had to ensure that I was in the toilet or otherwise indisposed so that Anita would answer, everything would then be up to him and he didn't want to explain in detail so that my reactions, if he were successful, would be genuine. The only thing he wanted me to do was to confirm, if Anita asked me, that I had turned down an invitation from him....I was intrigued and excited and didn't see what I had to lose; we agreed that Steve would 'phone that Friday evening.

On returning home Anita was still up but as soon as she saw that I was alone she said that she was going up to bed, but as she turned to go up the stairs she actually asked ' ..So, how was Steve? ', I was very surprised and said that he was fine and always asked after her; she said nothing more and went upstairs to bed.

On the Friday evening at the agreed time I headed for the toilet and was just closing the door behind me when I heard the 'phone ring. With my heart in my mouth I listened as Anita picked up the receiver. After giving our number there was a brief silence before she said that she would get me. There was then a much longer silence before I heard her say 'I don't know Steve, I'm not sure I could face it, where and when did you say? I don't know, I will talk to James.' And with that she hung up. I flushed the toilet and went downstairs to find that Anita was still stood by the 'phone with a very thoughtful look on her face.

'Did I hear the phone' I asked. She said yes and that it had been Steve. I asked if he wanted me to 'phone him back and she said no, that he had 'phoned to talk to her. I played it straight and said that I was sorry, that I knew she didn't want to talk to him and asked what he had wanted. Anita explained that he had hoped to talk to her if he could, to explain more about the party which he had invited us to and assure her that he might not even be there and really thought it was something we might both enjoy. Anita then asked me why I hadn't told her Steve had invited us to visit his old ship in a few weeks time. I was genuinely surprised and reminded her that I had promised not to make her meet Steve again, that there was no way I thought she would be interested in going to a party Steve might be at. She said that I might at least have told her about the invitation, that Steve apparently might not be attending himself and that it would be an afternoon visit with a chance to look round the ship while she was in a local port and that she had told Steve we would think about it...... I was absolutely astounded. We agreed to talk about it over the weekend.

I talked to Steve the following day while Anita was out shopping. He had apparently made no mention of anything on the 'phone other than the fact that I had turned down an invitation to attend a shipboard party at which we would be made very welcome and which he might not be attending due to work commitments. He had explained that some of the crew particularly his former officer colleagues found these open days difficult as their families didn't live close enough to attend and would be delighted to welcome us as their guests. It clearly worked, that evening Anita asked me how I felt about accepting the invitation, I assured her that the choice was totally hers and after a brief discussion it was agreed that I would 'phone Steve and tell him we would go....I could scarcely believe it and had great trouble suppressing my delight.

Steve was understandably delighted when I called with the news but didn't seem as surprised as I had been and asked me again whether I really understood what was likely to happen and if I was sure that I would be able to let events take their course. I confirmed that I loved the idea of strange men stripping and enjoying Anita whilst I watched but didn't understand how anything much could happen. He said just to wait and see. It was then confirmed that to stay in line with his story we would officially be guests of the First Officer, the Nigerian, who was known as JJ because of an unpronounceable surname, he would welcome us and look after us and Steve would turn up later not making his presence known unless he thought he would be welcome; he seemed confident that he would be.

A few days later we received an official invitation in the post from JJ for the open day. It was due to take place on a Thursday in late September, about 3 weeks away, and ran from 12.00 to 18.00. Guests could clearly come and go when they liked between those times. The ship would be docked at Gravesend which was quite close to where we were living and I agreed with Anita that I would drive in case she wanted a drink. We both had a reasonable amount of unused holiday and booked the Thursday and Friday off so that we could have a long weekend. We discussed what would happen if Steve appeared and Anita said that she would be polite and friendly but that she didn't want to be left alone with him at any stage and hoped that no mention would be made about what had previously happened, this would be a chance to draw a line under the past.

I was in a highly nervous anticipatory state in the days leading up to that Thursday, but so was Anita and we both tacitly understood that it was because it was an event arranged by Steve, a bit of an unknown quantity not like any event we had previously been to, but perhaps it was only me that realised we had very different reasons to be nervous.

As often happens in September the weather that week was glorious, it was warm and sunny but not oppressive. Anita had been mulling over what to wear and the settled weather made her decisions easier but she still contrived to have her bath and get dressed that Thursday morning when I was out of the room and so I couldn't be sure what she was wearing beneath the pale yellow short sleeved floral dress she was wearing when she finally came downstairs. This dress was a new summer purchase. It had a fairly fitted quite high top and a slightly more flared skirt. It buttoned down the front from the neck to the hem and had a slim matching belt at the waist. She looked fresh and light and summery and I told her so. She was clearly wearing tights or stockings, but I didn't know which, and sensible low heeled pale shoes so that she wouldn't have any trouble getting about the ship.

Anita decided that we didn't want to arrive too early and so we left home just before 12.00 for the relatively short drive and by the time we had found where to park and walked to the ship it was nearer 13.15. The ship wasn't exactly a cruise liner, she was clearly a working boat, a general cargo carrier showing the signs of a hard life but there was bunting fluttering in the light breeze and we could hear music. There was a casually dressed Chinese looking guy at the bottom of the gangplank who welcomed us and invited us on board and at the top was a cleared and marked off area of deck, covered in hessian fabric and with tables of drinks and food. The music was coming from a cassette system linked to a couple of speakers.




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There weren't that many people about, only 30 or 40 in small groups, and we felt a little self-conscious as we wondered what to do next, looking around for someone who might be JJ. A short stocky man wearing an officer's uniform glanced over, saw us and quickly came over to introduce himself as the captain. He must have been in his mid forties and was quite grizzled, he said his name was Jan and that we must be James and Anita and that he had been looking forward to meeting us, he kept hold of Anita's hand in both of his and was smiling at her quite forcefully when we heard another voice behind us again saying 'you must be James and Anita, I have been looking forward to meeting you'.

We turned to find a tall, solidly built very black guy, who I guess was in his early 30's, with a soft almost sardonic smile who shook my hand and then bent to give Anita a kiss on each cheek. This was clearly JJ and he apologised for not being there to greet us and immediately shot off to get us drinks. I only wanted a soft drink but Anita opted for a glass of wine and JJ returned with a large glass. A few more guests arrived in twos and threes over the next hour or so and we were quite a mixed bag. Very few of the crew actually had family attending but there were friends and acquaintances like us, plus some dockyard staff, mainly supervisory level and friends of the engineers plus one or two local 'girlfriends'.

The ships cook had laid on a good spread of food, the drink flowed freely and it was a warm sunny afternoon so everyone relaxed and chatted very comfortably. We were introduced to the second officer, Werner, who was originally from East Germany; he was of wiry build with very short, crew-cut blonde hair, about average height again in his 30's. We also met the new 3rd, Steve's replacement. His name was Youseph and he was clearly from an Arabic country with very black hair and eyes, slightly above average height and of average build, probably about 25 or so. He was very charming with Anita and flattered her at every opportunity. Both he and JJ were very attentive and they kept Anita entertained, ensuring that her glass was never empty and it was quite clear she was getting more than a little drunk. Occasionally they would say it was a pity that no one was dancing and how about if Anita and I got things started but she was happy just stood chatting and drinking and we felt too embarrassed to be the first. Werner was slightly more withdrawn and was clearly in charge of organising the music, he also had a friend visiting, another German of similar age named Berndt who I didn't particularly take to, he was a little rough looking with long straggly lank hair, and a bit pushy, quite tall but very overweight and with very tattooed arms showing. He was wearing just shorts and a tee shirt unlike everybody else who had made more of an effort

Throughout the afternoon small groups had gone off for tours of the ship but somehow we had always been in the midst of some involved story and hadn't yet had ours. The afternoon was getting on and I suddenly realised that it had actually gone four o'clock and Steve still hadn't put in an appearance. Some guests had already started to leave and Anita said that she hoped we wouldn't have to leave before we got our tour but Youseph and JJ told her not to worry and that they would give her a personalised tour shortly. Anita said good but that she really had to find a ladies room and turned to ask a middle aged woman, named Margaret, who had joined our group if she knew where the ladies was. Margaret was one of the few wives in attendance, her husband was the chief engineer and as so often happens with engineers he was Scottish; an overweight fairly dour Scot, probably in his late forties or early fifties. They had married children one of whom lived in London and Margaret was planning to get a late afternoon train up to town to spend the night with her. She knew which heads had been designated as the ladies and took Anita off to find it saying that she must be off when she returned if she was to get her train.

JJ asked me how it felt to be the husband of the prettiest lady at the party and if I minded the way some of the men had been flirting with her. I assured him that I didn't mind, that as long as Anita was happy I was happy, and then I wasn't sure what to say next, I didn't know what Steve had said to them. There was no doubt that Anita was the prettiest, freshest and most innocent looking woman there, she was also probably the youngest by some years and in fact there were already very few women left so the conditions I thought were most likely to result in her seduction were being met but what exactly had Steve told them?

JJ called out to the chief engineer, who was known as Sandy, that he and Youseph were going to show me something and asked that he look after my wife if she returned with Margaret before we did, and so saying they motioned for me to follow them and headed off to the bridge and accommodation superstructure at the aft of the deck. We climbed a few stairways and ended up in a relatively large room behind the bridge. There were faux leather sofas bolted to the deck around the walls a large central table similarly bolted to the floor and a number of chairs. They explained that this was where the officers ate and there was in fact another door with a glass porthole in it through to the galley. JJ said that it was also their trophy room and indicated some cupboards along one wall. He said that guests didn't usually see their trophy cupboard but that he hoped that, from what he had heard, I might appreciate it and taking a key from a drawer he unlocked one of the cupboards and opened the doors. The cupboard was filled with a number of shallow drawers and they invited me to slide one out. I selected one at random and opened it to find several different pairs of ladies knickers, each one with a small card explaining where when and it what circumstances it had been acquired, from whom and by whom.

The ones I was looking at had all been acquired more than 2 years before and I saw Steve's name on a couple of pairs and several names on others, together with captions relating to runs ashore. Some had been donated voluntarily others clearly not and for some the donations hadn't been before or after sex but rather instead of. It was a fascinating world tour with an interesting aroma as none had been washed.

JJ said that he particularly wanted to show me the latest addition to the collection which had only been added a few weeks before and he pulled open the top left-hand drawer. There was only one pair of panties in this drawer; they were white with ribbons to tie them at the side and I had last seen them when Steve, Andy and Graham had stripped them from Anita that night in our living room. Alongside was a card stating that the panties had been the final garment stripped from the wife of one of the former 3rd officers' friends before the friend had allowed him and 2 other friends to enjoy and fuck her. As I finished reading and looked up JJ asked me if the story on the card was true and were they Anita's panties. I replied 'Yes and yes', at which JJ picked them up and first sniffed them and then kissed the gusset before handing them to Youseph, who did the same. 

JJ then asked what sort of underwear Anita was wearing today and I had to confess that I didn't know. He then enquired whether I would object to him and the others finding out for themselves... This was all said in a very light-hearted jokey sort of way but I could feel the intensity behind the question and knew I should really just stop this now. Instead with butterflies in my stomach I heard myself saying that I didn't see how they were going to achieve that without upsetting Anita but that if they could I wouldn't stop them. 'In that case' said JJ 'I think it is time to start your wife's tour of the ship.'

At that moment the door from the galley opened and through came Steve.

He had apparently been around most of the afternoon but had kept out of the way so as not to risk upsetting Anita. He had been waiting for me to be brought up to the officers' wardroom. 'So James', he said, 'you have met my former colleagues and seen the trophy cupboard; it is our intention to add whatever panties Anita is wearing to this collection today and this really is your last chance to stop that from happening. JJ and Werner are not like Andy and Graham and will not be shy about taking exactly what they want, we are used to enjoying ourselves together and I gather that Youseph here is fitting in very well as my replacement. If you are still willing to go ahead with this you need to understand that we will only stop if we genuinely believe that Anita isn't enjoying herself, but we will be testing some limits, both yours and hers, and for certain she will be undressed, played with, fucked and enjoyed by all of us....

My mouth was very dry and my heart was going like a steam hammer, as much as I wanted this, the seriousness of allowing my petite pretty young wife to be seduced by group of experienced men hit me, this really was something very different to what had happened in our own house with a group of friends. I asked Steve if I would be able to call a halt if I became concerned and asked how many of the crew knew what was planned. He replied that he had explained his plan to JJ, Youseph and Werner but that Werners friend Berndt was staying aboard that night and although he hadn't been included it might prove difficult to keep him out. The venue for the unveiling of Anita was planned to be the officers dining/rest room we were currently in, Berndt was the only guest who had planned to stay the night but the captain and the engineering officer also had the right to use the room. The captain apparently kept some distance from the others but it was a small crew and he did mix with his officers although he wouldn't normally join them on their runs ashore, he did however know about the trophy drawer and Steve didn't think he would interfere.

Similarly he thought that the engineering officer Sandy might not approve but he probably wouldn't say anything. Once again I had one of those out of body moments, was I really discussing the possibility of letting a group of guys I had only just met strip, fuck and generally use and abuse my wife, not only that but several older guys in their 40's and 50's would know what was going on......did I really want this and would Anita let it happen anyway?

I was still thinking about this when Steve broke into my thoughts to say that in answer to my other question, no I would not be able to step in later mainly because part of his plan was to convince Anita that I wasn't around. He reiterated that they would stop if she became distressed or angry but he really didn't think that was going to happen. He said that he wasn't going to explain his plan, everything would become obvious, and that if and when she came up to this wardroom I was to hide in the galley from where I could watch everything through the round glass portal in the door, he would probably be in there with me to start with.

Okay, said JJ, decision time, either you go back down now collect your lovely if slightly intoxicated wife and take her safely home, letting your fantasies stay fantasies, or you let us try and do what we really want, which Steve thinks she probably wants as well even if she doesn't know it, which is to use her to bring pleasure to a group of sex starved sailors.. Your wife is in a different category to the ladies we normally enjoy ourselves with, so this really would be a great and rare pleasure. I for one can't wait to get that dress off her, to see what a proper young conservative English housewife wears to go to a party aboard ship..

I knew that I was probably developing a wet patch on the front of my trousers, Steve and JJ knew they had me hooked, and I heard myself saying that Anita hadn't had her tour and that she wouldn't let me take her home until she had. 'Great' said Steve, you've left her alone long enough, you and Youseph get back down and join her, JJ will be down in a minute, I just need to go over a couple of things with him.

When we got back down to the deck Margaret had already left to get her taxi and very surprisingly Anita was actually dancing with Werner, he had apparently put on some quite loud swing music and talked an inebriated Anita into partnering him. He was spinning her quite quickly and her dress was swirling almost high enough to let me see whether she was wearing stockings or not, and I was not the only one. Most of the other guests had left by now and most of the crew were grouped around the marked off dance area, laughing, chatting and encouraging Werner to spin my wife faster. Youseph went off to join Werner and the two of them took it in turns to dance with and spin Anita in time to the music.

Sandy the engineering officer saw me and came over to say that he was glad I was back. He said that he didn't know how well I knew the deck officers but that they had a bit of a reputation and given how young and pretty Anita was I would be well advised to keep a close eye on her. I told him that Anita knew her own mind and that I was sure she was ok and just as we both looked over to where she was dancing Werner spun her particularly fast into Yousephs arms, her dress swirled out before wrapping itself around her thighs just as Youseph wrapped his arms around her trapping it in place and clearly showing the 15 or 20 men watching that she was wearing stockings with suspenders. There were now no other women on board and all the men clapped cheered and whistled. Anita was clearly dizzy and breathless and was being supported by Youseph, her dress had dropped back down but some folds were still trapped by Yousephs arm; he called Werner over saying that his cuff buttons were caught up in Anita's dress and that he needed some help.

Anita was more than a little drunk as well as dizzy and breathless and clearly didn't notice what the rest of us clearly saw. As Werner and Youseph dealt with the fictitious tangle they managed to unbutton a couple of the lower buttons of Anita's dress so that the first fastened button was now well above her knee. The captain, Jan, was there, stood a little back and apart from everyone else, he was watching everything intently but said nothing and just glanced in my direction. Anita was saying that she needed a rest and a drink as Sandy asked me whether I was still happy about things. I just said that Anita was fine and enjoying herself and he said very well, if that was my view and not to say later that I hadn't been warned. 

There were a few chairs scattered about the deck and Berndt took one over for Anita to sit on as Werner got her another drink, he got her the soft drink she had asked for but also brought over another large glass of wine, Anita sipped them both. There was something sleazy about the way Berndt stood by her chair and he actually started stroking her hair back from her face, to help her cool down he said. She didn't seem to notice. JJ had re-appeared and I joined him as we walked over to the group round my wife. Hello, he said, I'm glad you decided to dance, everybody enjoyed that, it was very entertaining. Thank you, she said, I didn't have much choice, where did you 2 get to anyway? JJ said that he had started giving my tour by showing me their trophy room. Anita asked what trophies and he said that he might show her later whereupon she said that if I had started my tour she wanted hers and that Margaret had told her to visit the engine room as other visitors had only seen the holds and the bridge deck and the engineering staff often felt left out.

JJ said that Sandy would need a couple of minutes to get things tidy and that in the meantime he was claiming a dance. He held out his hand while calling to Sandy that Anita wanted to visit the engine room and that if it was ok with him they would be down in a minute. I saw the engine room crew exchange glances as they went off with Sandy towards the stern of the ship. JJ asked Werner to replay the last piece of music as he escorted Anita onto the dance area. Youseph looked like he might be going to join in again but JJ gave a slight but stern shake of his head and he stopped at the edge of the area to watch. JJ was a big guy but he was a good dancer and he twirled and spun Anita much more assuredly and with greater ease and every time that he did all of us watching were treated to a fantastic view of Anita's stocking tops, the dress now swirling much higher with so many buttons undone. We didn't see her panties but I could see the straps of her suspenders much more clearly and I didn't recognise them. They appeared to be pale lemon, matching her dress and they had to be new so presumably she was wearing a completely new set of underwear bought for the occasion.

The clapping, cheering and whistling was even louder when the dance came to a close and everyone had been treated to a prolonged view of Anita's lovely smooth shapely legs and the erotic sight of the stockings topped by her bare thighs, and again Anita showed no signs of being aware why she was getting such a great reception. As the music ended JJ spun her in close and briefly held her tight, one hand just resting on the top of her bottom, pulling her in to him. It didn't last long but I could see the size of the bulge in his trousers and wondered if Anita had felt it pressing against her.

Anita was very flushed and giggly. She had a quick drink and said that it was now time for her to have her tour starting with the engine room. JJ said that was fine and suggested that I accompany them together with Werner but that everybody else should stay on deck as it would be a bit cramped getting down to the engine room. Youseph looked like he wanted to argue but said nothing as we set off along the deck towards the aft superstructure. JJ opened a metal door and we found ourselves on a small platform above a steep flight of metal steps. In fact they were so steep they were almost like a ladder. JJ pointed out that Anita was not ideally dressed for this and that they would have to be careful not to tear or get grease on her lovely dress. He said that he thought it would be best to give her legs a little more freedom to manage the stairs as there were several flights of them and as he was saying this he just bent down and unfastened another button. The dress was now unfastened to mid-thigh. The steps were quite dark but the platforms were well lit and I looked down to see that Sandy and one of his engineers were stood on the next platform down. JJ pointed out that Anita would need go down backwards and as she started to hesitantly descend the two guys below moved out of her way so as not to obstruct the platform. I couldn't help but be aware that JJ and Werner were smiling and exchanging glances and as I looked at them they nodded for me to look down. Sandy and his crew member had moved to stand under the steps and were trying not to be obvious about the fact that they were looking straight up my wife's dress. Who would have thought it would be the dour Sandy and an unknown stoker who would get first sight of Anita's new panties, the view must have been quite something.

Sandy looked very guilty when he saw me watching him but I just smiled and raised an eyebrow. For the next flight I went down first with Sandy and the stoker and said that I had just seen where we should stand to be out of the way. Sandy looked very disconcerted but nodded whilst the other guy gave me a big unashamed smile. We all looked up as Anita started to descend and as I had expected the view was lovely. We had a clear view straight up my wife's dress as she negotiated the steps. We could see the whole of the length of her tapered slim legs, the stocking tops and suspenders. The upper reaches were shadowy but the panties were clearly new. Like the suspender belt they were pale lemon and very sheer. The clearest view was of her beautifully rounded tight little bottom as the rear panel of the panties was transparent, the front was lacy but I couldn't see clearly. Sandy was easily old enough to be her father and yet I was excited that he had taken the opportunity to look up Anita's dress.




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By the time we reached the engine room JJ and Werner had taken their turn to go down a ladder first to experience the same view. The engine room was cramped and hot and everyone down there had a chance to squeeze up against Anita without it being too obvious and it didn't take too long to exhaust the sightseeing opportunities. For the return journey the rest of the engine room crew had a chance to see my wife's charms at first hand and then everyone followed us back on deck.

Anita said that she had enjoyed that but what about the rest of the tour. JJ said in a moment but first let's get some fresh air and a drink and we walked back to the chairs. From somewhere JJ produced a bottle of champagne and said that it was a special occasion as it was Yousephs birthday. He poured a glass of champagne for the officers, for Berndt and for Anita and me and then we raised our glasses to Youseph. Right then Youseph now it is time for you to enjoy a Great British tradition and have the bumps, said JJ whilst looking straight at me.

I began to see where this was going....

Youseph said he had no idea what JJ was talking about, so JJ said that was ok and that he would show him. He then asked if anyone else had had a birthday recently. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow and so I said that it had been Anita's birthday only a few weeks before. JJ said that he didn't know how old Anita was but that she only looked about 21 so they would give her 21 bumps to show Youseph what it was all about. Anita shrieked 'oh no not again' but like before she was laughing while telling them not to be silly. The rest of the crew started whistling and cheering again as JJ and Werner took a wrist each, pulled my wife to her feet and marched her over to the carpeted dancing area. JJ called for some volunteers and several guys stepped forward and took hold of Anita's ankles as JJ and Werner pulled her backwards off her feet. Her dress fell open immediately, all the way up to the top of her thighs and as they heaved her skywards the first time it rose right up to her waist, only stopped by her belt from going even higher. Now not only the officers but virtually every man on that ship could see my wife exposed from the waist down. The panties were indeed a very flimsy lacy transparent yellow and her dark pubic mound was clearly visible. There were several men on each extremity by now and they bumped her very high and fast so that the dress had no chance to fall back down and cover her modesty and the watching crewmembers were making a lot of noise. Both they and Anita were getting very breathless so JJ called for a breather. Instead of lowering her to the ground they just held her spread-eagled just above it and I do mean spread-eagled. There were 2 men on each wrist and 2 or 3 trying to help on her ankles so they were really pulling her legs apart. Anita was completely breathless, I think she was trying to say no and stop but it sounded like she was laughing as well. She had had a lot to drink and everyone was shouting and cheering but with her dress bunched up at her waist and legs pulled so far apart she really did look very lewd but very vulnerable and I surprised myself by shouting' ok enough' as I stepped in and pulled her dress down

There were shouts of shame as I helped her to her feet and let the dress drop back into place and JJ gave me a pointed look as he said that he hoped that I wasn't planning on leaving before Anita had completed her full tour of the ship. I said that I thought things were becoming a little rowdy but that if Anita wanted to complete the tour we would. My wife was clearly disoriented, breathless, dizzy, drunk, probably more than a little excited and a little scared. She thanked me for rescuing her and said that if we gave her a minute and got her away from the noisy crowd of seamen then she would still like to see the rest of the ship before we left, particularly as I had seen the trophy room and she hadn't.

Jan the Captain had watched Anita being displayed as avidly as everyone else. However he now told the crew that the fun was over and that he wanted everything tidied away and cleared up after which they could have shore leave until the following morning. Then turning to Anita he said that she had put on quite a spectacle for his crew and that he felt that he had had to give them all shore leave so they could let off steam and that he hoped she would say goodbye properly before we left, and with that he disappeared towards the accommodation, it was difficult to interpret his mood.

JJ turned to me and said that as I had seen the rest of the ship already would I be willing to do him a favour whilst he showed Anita round, that there were some papers that needed collecting from the port authorities and as the office was a short drive away and time was now getting on the fact that I was sober and had a car nearby would be a great help. I asked Anita if she would be ok and she said that yes, she would be fine particularly if most of the crew were going ashore but not to be too long. JJ said that he and Youseph would show Anita the rest of the ship and to meet them in the trophy room where they would take her to relax with the other officers after the tour and that he would walk me to the gangplank as he explained where I was to go to collect the papers. As we walked across the deck he said that he was glad that I hadn't tried to leave and that although he was sorry things had started to get a little out of hand it was only because they had got much further than they had expected with Anita already, that they hadn't expected to be able to display her to the entire crew like that and that there was no doubt that I was going to see her stripped fucked and more by several of the officers....Naively I wondered what more there was and reminded him that they had promised not to hurt or distress her, he merely re-affirmed that they wouldn't do anything they didn't think she was enjoying, which didn't sound the same to me but I left it at that as I wondered how they would engineer the next stage. We were by the gangplank but Anita was occupied as Youseph continued to flatter her and flirt with her and so she didn't notice as I turned into the superstructure and made my way up to the officers' dining room as JJ returned to start the tour.

Steve was waiting for me. He told me that he had watched Anita being displayed from the bridge and that it was quite a show, even from up there, and that he was really looking forward to seeing her naked again. He was also in no doubt that she would now be fucked by all of them but he said that JJ would be taking the lead. He also said that I should be prepared for the fact that while it was a common myth that all black men had huge cocks, in JJ's case it happened to be true, that he was substantially bigger than he Steve. I found that difficult to imagine but there wasn't much for me to say other than that I still didn't see how they were going to get her to the next stage. Steve explained that JJ and Youseph would be paying her a lot of attention as they showed her around and clearly showing that they found her very attractive. However nothing more would happen until they got her to the dining room and that Werner and Berndt would arrive a couple of minutes before the others at which time he and I would go into the galley. Moments later Werner and Berndt walked in. Werner gave me a smug look and just nodded to Steve and he and I moved into the galley and shut the door.

Almost immediately we heard voices and laughter. The galley was in complete darkness while the dining room was quite brightly lit and so we were able to see quite clearly as Anita JJ and Youseph came into the room. Anita was looking very relaxed if a little flushed and if the guys were at all nervous they certainly didn't show it, they seemed very comfortable and confident, at ease with themselves. Anita said that this was clearly a dining room so where was the trophy room and the famous trophies. JJ smiled and said that there was plenty of time for that and that they should relax for a bit and have a drink. He then asked Werner and Berndt if they would mind going and checking that everything had been tidied away properly on deck and they left leaving Anita alone with JJ and Youseph.

Anita said that she thought that she had already had too much to drink but could certainly do with a sit down and went and sat on one of the sofas, however she didn't object when JJ poured her a large glass of wine which she accepted and started sipping.

JJ asked if she had enjoyed her tour and she affirmed that she had, Youseph was putting some music on a sound system and then went over to Anita and asked her for a dance. The music was slow and smoochy and Anita said that she thought that the party had finished and didn't think that would be appropriate. JJ pointed out that it was Yousephs birthday and that I was going to be away for some time yet so that it wouldn't do any harm to let Youseph have a birthday dance. She didn't look totally happy but agreed to 'just one dance then' and Youseph took her hand to help her up and they started to slow dance together in the middle of the wardroom. Youseph was young, good-looking and very confident and he held Anita very close and started to caress her back as they danced. The song ended but another started immediately and Anita didn't say anything so they continued to sway with Youseph becoming ever bolder...he was trying to nuzzle my wife's neck when she pushed him away and said that she was sure that I would be back soon and that she should be getting ready to leave. JJ assured her that I would still be sometime and anyway it was only fair that he now have the chance for a slow dance, so saying he seamlessly took over from Youseph and continued dancing with Anita while he too nuzzled her neck and tried to kiss her. She started to struggle but JJ just captured her wrists in his hands and held them behind her in the small of her back as he kissed and nibbled her neck. Youseph took his opportunity and went up behind her and started to kiss and nuzzle the other side of her neck as they all swayed together in the centre of the room. Youseph dropped his hands to Anitas upper thighs which he started to caress through her dress but Anita started to struggle more strongly and at that moment the door opened and Werner and Berndt re-entered.

JJ looked a little annoyed but he released Anita who stepped away from the 2 men looking slightly wild, disoriented but very flushed; and she was breathing quite heavily. She straightened her dress, went and took a big sip of her drink and asked the 2 newcomers whether I was back yet. They said that no, I wasn't, and she said that perhaps she should go and wait on deck. JJ immediately told her not to be silly, that it was much more comfortable where they were and that they would have ample notice of my return as my car headlights would be seen coming through the dock. Anyway, he said, I thought you were keen to see the trophies....

Anita thought for a bit, but she clearly felt more comfortable now that she wasn't alone with just Youseph and JJ any more and said OK and where was the trophy room. JJ replied that she was in it, that the trophies were in the large cupboard against the wall and that perhaps it was time to show her. He opened the cupboard and invited her to pull out a drawer. Anita opened one of the middle drawers and I heard her gasp as she saw what was there. She was clearly shocked and disgusted but she was also reading the cards alongside the panties, which from memory featured Steve's and JJ's names quite prominently but not Youseph's.

Apart from the music playing it was very quiet in the room and I heard the tremor in her voice as she asked, with an attempt at a light-hearted voice, whether, as Steve had left, they had now stopped this disgusting practice. With a big grin on his face JJ said 'certainly not, in fact our most highly prized trophy is a recent addition 'and with that he turned and pulled open the drawer containing my wife's white lace panties. This was what she must have been afraid of but also she must have been half expecting it; she blushed furiously, muttering 'no, oh please no' as she leaned forward and grabbed the card and the panties out of the drawer.

I felt and heard Steve move beside me and heard him say 'that's my cue I think', and so saying he quickly opened the door from the galley and slipped through pulling the door to, with a slight 'click', after him.

Anita didn't seem to notice his arrival immediately; she looked confused and disoriented and was trying to push past JJ and Werner holding tightly to the card and panties. They in turn were gently holding her and JJ was telling her that they had some other surprises lined up for her and that it was far too early to think about leaving.

Anita had her head down, looking at the floor in that submissive way I had first seen many months before, when Steve spoke from just inside the galley door. 'Hello Anita, how lovely to see you again, and as I am sure that you got my message about the circumstances under which I would be willing to return those panties you are holding, I can only assume that you have decided to keep your side of the bargain. It's particularly good of you to allow my old work colleagues to enjoy the occasion this time particularly as I don't think that they believed me when I told them how young and pretty you were....

At the first sound of Steve's voice Anita's head had jerked up, she clearly couldn't believe that he was suddenly there or what she was hearing. She looked panic struck, flustered but wasn't struggling; JJ and Werner were only lightly holding her arms. 'Bring her here' said Steve, and as JJ and Werner walked forward she moved with them as if she were hypnotized.

They stopped in front of Steve who leant down and putting a hand on each side of her face he tipped her head up and kissed her fully and passionately on the lips. From my viewpoint I couldn't tell if she were responding or not but Steve had a firm grip on her face and the other 2 were still holding her arms; Steve was in no rush to finish the kiss. After what seemed several minutes but was probably only a few seconds he broke off the kiss and told Anita that he had been watching her get the bumps earlier in the afternoon and that he had really enjoyed the spectacle, and that kiss, and that he was sure the others would like a kiss now too.

The sleazy Berndt was positively drooling but it was JJ who now turned my wife towards him and started to kiss her exactly as Steve had done. She was still not struggling much but neither was she responding that I could see, however it was Youseph who claimed his kiss next. He was much more gentle and planted lots of soft kisses on her eyelids and face before kissing her on the lips and I am sure that she was starting to respond when Berndt nudged Youseph aside and said it was his turn...

As the sleazy Berndt tried to kiss her Anita started to struggle properly for the first time, twisting her face away and trying to free her arms. 'Just a minute Berndt' said Steve and he motioned for Berndt to step back. My wife was still holding onto the white lace panties and the card describing her seduction; Steve now took these out of her hand and told her that he would give them back to her, as agreed, once she had been stripped and fucked again, however given how worked up she had got them all earlier, when they had seen her with her dress around her waist it was only fair that she at least kiss everyone and that included Berndt and Werner.

Anita was still being held by JJ and Werner and she was still looking down at the floor with her head down, not meeting Steve's gaze, but she started to speak, saying that this was all wrong, that it couldn't be happening again, that I would be back any moment and that they had to let her go.. Steve assured her that they would have ample notice of my return and that all that had happened was that she had kissed some lonely sailors who had been turned on by her earlier behaviour; he then bent down and kissed her again. There he said; let me make this easier for you again, and turning he went to another drawer in the cupboard and took out some items. 'If you don't know who's kissing you it might be easier' and with that he placed a blindfold mask over her head and adjusted it over her eyes.

'Oh Steve no please no' my wife was saying but he just shushed her and said that he wanted her to concentrate on her other senses and not be distracted and that he knew she would enjoy herself if she just learned to give up control.

Amazingly Anita wasn't saying anything now she was just stood there, head down wearing a blindfold passively waiting. Steve kissed her again and said that he knew what she needed, that I need never know and that she had a body that was made to excite and entice. I watched fascinated; as he was speaking Steve was passing something to JJ and Werner. ' Anita' he said,' I understand what you want and need even if you yourself don't clearly understand yet, and as I said I am going to make it easy for you, you don't have to make decisions, I am in control' and he motioned to JJ and Werner who immediately started to attach something to her wrists.

My wife really started to struggle in earnest now, and I think it was the lascivious look on the face of the odious Berndt that, perhaps belatedly, prompted me to act. What had been attached to my wife's wrists was some form of soft handcuffs and Steve was trying to quieten her as they gently but firmly moved her to the centre of the room to stand at the foot of the bolted down table. She was clearly very unhappy, and deciding that things were now going too far, involving too many people not of my choosing, I grabbed the handle of the galley door and went to enter the room to announce my sudden return and call things to a halt. For a moment I couldn't understand what was wrong, I assumed I hadn't turned the handle properly, the door just wouldn't open, Steve had somehow managed to lock the door when he left and I was trapped inside unable to help my wife. I banged on the glass window in the door. Steve turned, smiled and held his finger up to his lips, motioning for me to keep quiet.

A flood of differing emotions shot through me. I couldn't get out but I might be able to make a lot more noise, but then Anita didn't know I was there and how would I explain without admitting my part. Would the guys carry on anyway despite the noise? And I had to accept that I was fascinated to see what was going to happen next; here was my wife trapped in a room with 5 worldly wise seamen led by Steve who had stripped and fucked her before. I had to admit I was very aroused. I didn't bang again but decided that I would have to if things got really out of hand.

Anita was now stood at the foot of the table, directly facing me where I stood behind the shut door to the galley. JJ and Werner had attached the free ends of the handcuffs to brackets supporting the pipework that ran across the low ceiling. The brackets were several feet apart and so my wife was stood in a Y shape. She had her feet flat on the ground but she clearly didn't have much freedom to move, she was breathing heavily or whimpering, I couldn't be sure which, but otherwise she seemed quiet, sort of resigned, and of course she had had a lot to drink. The way her arms were raised had caused the hem of her dress to rise to knee level and as several of the lower buttons were unbuttoned it actually gaped as high as her stocking tops. She looked very pretty, very vulnerable and very erotic; and Steve told her just that....

'Anita' he said,' your husband is going to be gone sometime, I made sure of that, and he need never know what is about to happen, 'though I can't help thinking that following what happened the last time you and I were together, he probably wouldn't object. You are an immensely attractive and sensuous woman and James knows that you deserve wider appreciation, I understand your nervousness and reluctance, but as I have said, I am taking control of you and what happens to you, and every man here is desperate to see you without that very fetching dress, and I assure you that they are going to.....Anita had hung her head which she was now shaking from side to side, she was whispering/muttering no, no oh please no as Steve continued; Gentleman the last time I had the pleasure of this beautiful young wife a game of strip pontoon was involved and I think we should honour that occasion by playing a few hands now, whilst Anita adjusts to the situation she finds herself in....We will play standard pontoon but the winner of each round gets to unbutton just one button on Anita's delightful dress and Anita will thank you with a kiss for your help in undressing her, won't you Anita? 




Prudish Wife Surprises Me Ch. 03



My wife had stopped shaking her head and had clearly heard Steve but she said nothing. Right said Steve, let's get started. So saying he took a pack of cards out of one of the drawers and the 5 men sat along one of the benches in front of a smaller table so that they were all facing my wife. Of course it had to be Berndt who won the first round and as the others congratulated him I saw my wife tense and start renewed struggles.

'This won't do 'announced Steve, and returning to the cabinet I watched as he took out a pair of headphones and a cassette Walkman. 'Approaching Anita he said 'I can see that you need yet more help to aid in your relaxation and I don't think that you should hear who wins each round so I have some relaxing music for you to listen to.. We will replay the first round but first let me make you more comfortable..' So saying he turned on the cassette and placing it on the table behind her, despite her struggles, he fitted the headphones over my wife's ears.

Okay said Steve, now we can talk as freely as we like without fear of upsetting her, Berndt, you won the first round so go and take your prize, she might think it's someone else now...

Berndt had a huge grin on his face as he walked over and kneeling in front of Anita he unbuttoned the next button on her dress and pulled the front apart showing her legs all the way to the tops of her stockings to everyone in the room. Anita could clearly feel that someone was unbuttoning her dress and was trying to twist which actually meant she was displaying more of herself. Berndt stood and relishing his first kiss took Anita's face in his hands and held her still, forcefully pressing his lips to hers. I couldn't see clearly as he was a big man and all I could see was his back with my wife's tied arms appearing beyond his shoulders but I could see that he was thrusting himself against her as he kissed her.

Steve called ok that's enough and Berndt re-joined the others but not before turning to grin at me behind the galley door as he wiped his lips. Youseph won the next round and claimed his kiss first, again being very gentle and seductive before kneeling down to undo the next button. He too knelt to one side and pulled the two halves of Anita's dress apart and now you could see the full expanse of her naked thighs above the stocking tops and just a glimpse of the lowest part of those pale lemon panties.

The rounds of pontoon were being played very fast so my wife had very little respite from being slowly undressed and it was Steve who won the next round. As he approached Anita he picked up her wine glass and held it as he cupped the back of her head with the other hand and bent down to kiss her softly. He then gently touched the wine glass to her lips; he was stood to one side and I could see as she jumped, not knowing what was happening, before taking at first a sip and then a large gulp of wine. She said nothing as Steve then undid another button and like the others moved aside as he parted the dress to reveal the full length of my wife's stocking covered legs, the suspenders and virtually all the panties.

We had had glimpses of the panties as she had danced, when she was given the bumps and descending and ascending the engine room stairs but now she was tied immobile with her dress held open so that everyone could feast their eyes on the lovely sight. Her dark pubic mound was very clear through the flimsy material and all the men were making appreciative comments. It was just as well that she couldn't hear Berndt as he shouted how much he would love to just tear them off and fuck her right now...

As luck would have it Berndt again won the next round. Steve told him that he had been particularly lucky as he could now remove my wife's belt as well as undoing a button and claiming a kiss. Berndt again grinned in my direction as he eagerly started to undo Anita's belt, and she started to twist and squirm as she felt the hands unbuckling it, but he removed it easily and pulled it out through the loops before quickly reaching down and undoing the next button on the dress which was at waist height. Steve called out that he thought Berndt should use the belt to tie Anita's dress back so that they could now enjoy un-interrupted views and Berndt happily went round behind my wife, pulled both halves of the dress round towards him and secured the material with the belt, leaving my wife fully exposed from the waist down. It was amazing how she somehow again looked more naked than when she was naked. The panties hid nothing and the colour of the material plus her suspenders and stockings highlighted the colour of the naked flesh showing at her tummy and thighs. She was virtually suspended by the wrist restraints, blindfolded, wearing headphones and her head had slumped forward as if resigned to her fate.

Steve told Berndt that he had done a perfect job and that as he had struggled for a kiss earlier it seemed only fair that he should now choose where to kiss Anita. He looked momentarily surprised and then knelt in front of my wife , put his hands up to grasp her petite bottom and pulled her panty covered mound into his face as he kissed her pudenda. Anita was struggling quite forcefully but by pulling her towards him Berndt had lifted her feet slightly off the ground so that she was truly suspended by her wrists and unable to resist at all. It was difficult for me to see as Berndt's bulk shielded the view but it looked as though my wife was having trouble keeping her legs together with no weight on them and Berndt was trying to open her thighs to tongue her panty covered slit when Steve called out 'enough'.

Berndt was clearly reluctant to stop but let Anita get her feet back on the ground and he stood up. He again turned to look at the galley door and ostentatiously licked his lips as he grinned and moved back to join the others. My wife was looking very dishevelled, she was breathing heavily, whimpering and I could clearly see the saliva from Berndt all over the front of her panties. She wasn't saying anything but I realised that this was fast getting out of hand and as she now couldn't hear me I banged at the galley door and tried to open it again but to no avail.

It was JJ who came over to the door and said that he was sorry if I wasn't enjoying the show but that I had had my chance to stop it and now Anita was the only person who could stop them all from enjoying her and that 'all' included Berndt. He said that, as promised, if they genuinely believed that Anita was unhappy they would stop but that otherwise they were going to continue enjoying themselves and that if I made any more noise they would consider offering my defenceless wife to the rest of the crew for their pleasure.....'Are we clear?' he asked. Just like Anita, I said nothing and JJ turned to re-join the others. What I hadn't noticed was that while JJ was talking to me, Berndt had left the room and now returned with something in his hand. I was horrified to see that it was a camera. Steve asked where it had come from and Berndt said it was Werner's, from his cabin. Steve said ok but to make sure that he didn't get any of the guys' faces in any pictures.

Berndt couldn't have looked happier and giving a 'thumbs-up' towards me he started taking pictures of my wife, exposed and helpless. I was very unhappy about this, it certainly wasn't something I had bargained for, but there was now nothing I could do about it, I genuinely believed that JJ and Steve would offer Anita to the rest of the crew if I started making a fuss.

All of this had only taken a minute or two and they were soon back playing cards for the privilege of stripping my wife. There were only 3 buttons left and Werner and Steve won the next 2 rounds. They went back to kissing my wife normally before undoing the buttons. As before it was difficult for me to tell what effect their ministrations were having on Anita, she was flustered and quite drunk and during his turn Steve again offered her some wine, which she drank. She wasn't saying anything.

There was now only one button left holding the top part of the dress together. Steve announced that he thought they could stop playing cards soon and really start to enjoy themselves and that whoever won the next round could remove the dress completely. JJ hadn't won a round at all up until this point but he won this final round. As he stood up he said to Steve that he thought that before they put the cards away they should cut for the order in which they were going to fuck her.

It is impossible to describe my feelings. I had no doubt that they all meant it, they were all going to fuck my wife, and 2 of them at least would have had no chance with someone as young and pretty as her under normal circumstances. Given the number of photographs Berndt was taking he clearly wanted a detailed record and I was very worried about who he might share the photos with. How do you explain what you feel watching 5 men cut cards for the order in which they were going to fuck your wife? I wanted to watch them enjoy her, strip her, use her, but I also wanted it to be a fantasy, not real somehow, but I was hard and I was stroking myself...!

It was inevitable I suppose that it was Berndt, who drew the highest card, and his roar of triumph might well have penetrated Anita's earphones but she was still stood there quietly.

Youseph was next and then I think it was Steve followed by Werner. In any event I know that JJ was last because I remember Steve laughing and saying that that was just as well, and his words about JJ's size came back to me. 

Steve said that there was just one other thing, that there were condoms in the cabinet for those that wanted them, that he knew my wife was on the pill, but that for Berndt, as he was a bit of an unknown quantity it was only right that he use one anyway. Berndt looked like he was going to argue but then sort of nodded and I felt grateful for this small mercy. I was fairly sure Steve wasn't going to use a condom but I didn't know about the others.

'Ok', said JJ.' My turn to continue with the unwrapping I think....' And he walked over to my wife. Her head was still hanging down and JJ used one hand to grab a handful of her hair. He wasn't violent but he firmly pulled her head back by her hair and leant down to kiss her while at the same time unbuttoning the last remaining button. Berndt was stood quite close taking a photograph as Anita's dress fell fully open, her face masked by the back of JJ's head.

I could see between JJ and Berndt as the dress fell open, the tension from the bunched material pulling it wide. I was fascinated by the contrast of JJ's big black hand against the white flesh and lemon underwear as it stroked my wife's side and tummy while he kissed her.

The bra wasn't see- through, it was a very lacy half cup, underwired, and it made the most of my wife's pert breasts, lifting them and making it look as if they were being offered to the onlookers. The material was too heavy to show whether her nipples were erect or not but she looked stunning.

JJ called to Steve and Youseph and nodded towards the restraints stretching my wife's arms to the ceiling. They each went to a wrist and unfastened her from the pipe and she didn't struggle as they lowered her arms but stood there docilely as JJ slid the dress from her shoulders and down her arms to pool on the floor at her feet. Steve and Youseph were lightly holding her wrists and she looked lovely, very young and defenceless; everyone was taking in the view when the door from the corridor suddenly swung open and in came Sandy the engineer followed by Jan the captain.

'There' said Sandy I told you they were up to something, 'I warned her husband but he wouldn't listen..'

My wife had no idea about this latest development as she stood there restrained and exposed; she couldn't see or hear anything.

The captain said 'it's a lovely sight JJ but I think you had better explain what's going on''

JJ said that contrary to appearances Anita and her husband were willing participants in what was happening and that Sandy himself had been one of the first to actually see what the lady was wearing beneath her dress, and that he had already acknowledged that James hadn't raised any objections.

JJ then went closer to the captain and whispered something in his ear; I couldn't hear what was said but the captain suddenly turned and his eye caught mine as I stood behind the galley door. I ducked in a reflex action, but it was too late I knew that he had seen me. Sandy at least didn't seem to have noticed though; he only had eyes for my wife...

The captain said that he didn't want any repercussions from this, that he didn't normally interfere in his officers pleasures and that my wife truly was a lovely sight but he needed to be sure that she was a willing participant. Steve said that he had had the pleasure of enjoying my wife before and that part of her enjoyment was being able to give up any responsibility for what happened to her which was why they were using the headphones, restraints and blindfold but he thought that they could demonstrate to the captain that she was free to call a halt if she wanted to. 

JJ said that if Sandy and the captain would like to watch they were about to finish preparing her to be fucked and they would see for themselves how willing she was. The captain just gave a brief nod and Steve let go of Anita's wrist, removed the headphones and started speaking to her.

Anita, he said, you look beautiful. You have spent much of the day teasing us and now you are stood in a room full of men in just your tantalisingly brief and transparent underwear and we all want you. We want to finish undressing you, to enjoy your nakedness and we want to fuck you and I know that you want this too. Youseph and JJ are going to finish undressing you and you are going to thank them in advance with a kiss aren't you?

My wife was gently shaking her head and making soft noises but she didn't say anything which could be understood and Steve nodded to Youseph who bent down and started kissing and nuzzling the nape of her neck and her ear before turning her mouth to his and kissing her deeply. There was no doubt in my mind that my wife was responding to his kiss and kissing him back. Youseph went back to nuzzling her neck and as he did so he turned her slightly and pushed her bra straps off her shoulders, without stopping he continued to push the straps down her arms, pulling the bra away from her small firm breasts until the bra was around her waist helping to trap her arms. Youseph was now stood behind her, still nuzzling her neck and ears, and he pulled her shoulders back so that my wife's breasts were fully exposed to everyone in the room. Her delicate pink nipples were fully swollen and Youseph ran his hands round to cup her breasts and roll her nipples between his thumb and forefinger causing her to gasp and her knees to give way.

Steve said that he thought that she was missing her support and he and JJ freed her wrists from the bra straps and re-attached them to the ceiling pipe. JJ said that his kiss was next and Youseph and Steve moved away as JJ went and took my wife's face in his hands and started kissing her deeply and passionately; again there was no doubt that Anita was responding.

JJ reached behind Anita and lifted the headphones from the table, replacing them on her head as he kissed her. She shook her head a little, clearly not wanting the headphones back on, but once they were on she continued to let JJ kiss her and I was glad that he had replaced them as I didn't know how she would re-act if she knew that Sandy and the captain, both much older men, were now in the room enjoying her nakedness.

JJ broke the kiss and lowered his head to plant little kisses on my wife's neck before continuing to crouch down, running his tongue down her neck towards her right nipple. He started to flick her nipple with his tongue and amazingly my wife pulled her shoulders back and pushed her breast towards his mouth. JJ took her whole breast in his mouth, putting his arms round her and really pulling her into his body which again caused her feet to lose their purchase on the floor. JJ took her weight easily and continued to kneel down running his tongue down my wife's tummy to the top of her panties and then without stopping he hooked his thumbs into the sides of her knickers and in one fluid motion pulled them down and off.

Picking up the knickers he stood up and with a grin handed them to Steve.

My wife was panting; her bra was still fastened around her waist and she was barely able to stand, virtually hanging from her wrists wearing just her shoes stockings and suspenders.

The stockings and suspenders framed her dark pubic bush and there were red marks on her right breast where JJ had sucked her. She looked completely wanton and I just wanted to get out there and fuck her myself, I knew that everyone else must feel the same..

JJ said that he didn't feel that we should leave the lady unattended and Berndt and Werner were the quickest to react, Berndt putting down the camera he had been using so enthusiastically as he and Werner kissed and fondled my wife's defenceless body to their hearts content, one each side of her kissing and licking her nipples and both trying to finger her at once.

JJ was saying to the captain that he hoped that he had put his mind at rest, that both James and his wife were willing participants and that there would be no untoward repercussions from the nights entertainment. The captain said that he still wasn't completely happy but accepted that my wife didn't appear to want things to stop but that he would deny all knowledge of what had happened if complaints were made. Sandy asked where I was and was told that I had gone on an errand to which he again said that at least he had tried to warn me and it was my own fault if I was going to leave my wife alone after what he had said.

JJ then asked the captain whether he was going to leave them to their enjoyment of my wife or perhaps as captain he would like to have the first honour. On hearing this Berndt stopped enjoying himself with my wife and turned to remonstrate to be met with a warning glare from JJ. Youseph had now taken over keeping my wife occupied and in his gentler way he was getting much more of a reaction from her as he kissed and caressed her.

The captain said that he didn't think it would be seemly to cavort in front of his officers but would stay and observe for a little longer however he thought that Sandy might like to enjoy the chance of a young attractive wife which would at least ensure his silence later if things did go wrong..

Berndt was clearly angry at this and Sandy was clearly torn but I watched in fascinated horror as this old dour Scot turned walked over to my wife and started to caress her body. The others stood back and watched as he clearly became more and more excited, he didn't try and kiss her on the mouth but sucked and licked all over her body. Kneeling in front of her he lifted my wife's legs off the ground placing her knees over his shoulders. There was nothing she could do to stop him as he buried his face between her thighs and started to tongue her for all he was worth. This man was old enough to be her father but my wife was bucking and twisting as he drove his tongue as deeply into her as he could. I wondered who my wife thought it was..

After a few minutes Sandy lifted her legs off stood up and started unfastening his trousers. JJ went over to the cabinet and returned with a condom which he passed to Sandy who took it with a nod. As he dropped his trousers and pants and started to unwrap the condom, Steve and JJ unfastened my wife's wrists from the ceiling. She clearly had little strength left in her legs and put up no fight as they gently laid her back on the table. They stretched her arms above her head and re-fastened the restraints somehow to the corners so that she was left stretched with her legs dangling over the end of the table facing me.