One night, when my wife Peggy and I were making out and she had my cock in her hand and I played with her clit, she asked me about my buddies, the guys I played basketball with. They always make a big deal about her breasts whenever she comes to the games, or goes out with us afterward for beers. They tease her unmercifully.
“Do they act like that with every girl?” she asked, trying not to be too curious.
“No,” I said. “They just go nuts over your boobs. They’re always asking what they’re like and stuff.”
“Really?” she said, her hand quickening on my cock.
“Why?” I asked.
She blushed and hid her face against my chest. “I have this fantasy sometimes …”
“I go to the game and then afterwards, you guys take me someplace and I get drunk and you make me strip in front of your friends …and they masturbate while they look at my breasts.”
The thought of her flashing those fabulous jugs in front of my buddies did give me kind of thrill. I knew the guys would go nuts if something like that happened. And the more I thought about it, the more it turned me on. I knew it would give her a thrill to show off her tits like that and I’d been bragging for a long time how great they were to my buddies. Hmmm.
About a week later, we had another game at the park and we won by a couple of points. Afterward, since it was Al’s birthday, we went to his house to celebrate. Peggy went with us, of course and Al made a pitcher of “Zombies” for everybody. It wasn’t long before we were all feeling pretty good, especially Peggy, who never drinks much. Somehow she had managed to down two of those damn things and was fairly plastered. You can always tell when my wife is drunk, she gets this “fuck me” look in her eyes that drives guys nuts.
We were still wearing our shorts and t-shirts which by now we’re pretty rank so we ditched the shirts. As the evening wore on, somebody, Al, I think wanted a picture of the team wearing just their jockstraps. He wanted to put it on his internet site. We all laughed about it, and then decided to do it. With Peggy watching we dumped out shorts and stood there in jock-straps while she took our picture out by Al’s pool. After she took the pictures everybody dived into the water and we cooled off for awhile. When we went back into the house to watch ESPN, none of us wanted to put our sweaty shorts back on over our wet jocks, so we just walked around with our asses hanging out. Peggy kidded us about it, but it was clear she was a little embarrassed and a little turned on.
Later, I was talking to Al and I asked him what he wanted for his birthday, since I hadn’t brought anything with me.
“Look, buddy, just between us, and no offense, but what I would like is a good look at your wife’s tits.”
We laughed, but when I looked across the room at my wife I felt a pulsing between my legs.
I took Peggy into the kitchen and started making out with her. I had my hand underneath her blouse, playing with her boobs through her bra, working my thumb inside the D cups that held her twin 38’s so I could tease her nipples.
“Those guys would die if they could see these babies …see big they are, how thick your nipples are …they’d get instant hard-ons.”
She groaned at the thought I put in her head. “I’d like to see their dicks all big and hard …” she whispered. “Shake my tits in front of them so they wanna jack off.”
She arched her back and pushed her tits in my face and moaned.
“Listen, uh …Al told me what he wants for his birthday.”
She rubbed my hard cock through my jock. “What …”
“He wants to see your tits …”
Peggy smiled, thinking he was joking. “Oooh, how naughty, bring him in, I’ll suck his cock.”