Entertaining The Martins

Entertaining the Martins

by Frances Belle

Jeri felt shy when Andy first asked her to masturbate in front of him. That was three years ago, shortly after they got married. But she eventually overcame her hesitation and began to find it arousing. She enjoyed the power and sense of pride from getting him excited by exposing her most intimate motions and sensations. She got a thrill from making him watch without touching. Masturbating to turn him on became a performance that she saved for special occasions, like when they were on vacation.

Sometimes when she was by herself she practiced in front of a mirror. She worked on a routine for slowly undressing and swaying provocatively before finally starting to play with herself. As the months went by, the routine became longer and more erotic.

Once, when Andy brought her along on a trip to a conference, while he was speaking Jeri stayed in the hotel room. Looking out the window, she noticed across the alley a man inside a hotel room one floor up. The idea popped into her head to try out her routine. Facing away from the window, she started to rock on her heels, first to the left and then to the right. She untied her long auburn hair and shook it loose. Then she raised her arms up in the air and started to slowly, slowly sway them from side to side, leading her hips to swivel in a natural motion.. After a few minutes, still facing away from the window, she pulled off her shirt, leaving her black bra to cover her full breasts. Gradually, while she kept swaying, she took several short steps to rotate around. This allowed her to glance up to see if the man had noticed. He certainly had! His hand was down his pants. Jeri quickly turned away from the window. She felt aroused and guilty at the same time. She closed the window blinds and lay on the bed, panting.

She never told Andy about the incident. But from then on she realized that having her sexuality appreciated was a thrill. She began to wear clothes that exposed the tops of her breasts or pressed tight around her ass. Whenever she and Andy were out by themselves taking a walk or eating in a restaurant, she took pleasure at the stares that she got from men.

They had just moved into an apartment two weekends ago, and she and Andy had been too busy to have quality time together. Finally, it was Sunday afternoon and they did not have any household chores that were urgent. Jeri was thinking that night might be the time to do her routine. She felt a warm flush in anticipation.

But first, they had to go and walk Margot, the golden retriever that they were watching for the Martins, who lived in a town house a couple of blocks down the street.

Lu Ann Martin was a petite, slender blond. Her husband Howie was tall, with black hair and a muscular physique. The couples had met shortly after Jeri and Andy moved in. The Martins were walking by while Andy and Jeri were outside, throwing away used cardboard boxes. Andy, who got along well with dogs, made friends with Margot.

Margot was bigger and friskier than other golden retrievers Jeri had seen. The Martins struggled to control Margot, but Andy seemed to calm the dog down. Seeing this, Lu Ann asked Andy and Jeri for a big favor. Could they take care of the dog while Lu Ann and Howie got away for a Saturday night and Sunday? Andy and Jeri agreed. Yesterday, Jeri had asked Lu Ann where they were going. Lu Ann winked coyly as she said "To a motel....You know..."

Andy used the key to get into the Martins' town house, and he was greeted by Margot as if he were a familiar friend. They took Margot for a long walk. When they returned to the Martin's town house, Jeri went to the kitchen to fill Margot's food bowl. Andy sat in the den on the sofa to scratch Margot's ears. When Jeri came back to the den, she saw Margot jump up and sprawl on Andy's lap.

"I have to take a picture of this," Jeri said, and she did. She texted the picture to Lu Ann. Lu Ann quickly texted back several laughing emojis. Then she called. When Jeri answered her phone, Lu Ann was in hysterics, and in the background Howie was also laughing. "We know what you two have been up to," Lu Ann said, giggling. "That's what Margot does every time after Howie and I make love. As soon as we open the door, Margot comes in and lays on Howie...So...what kind of fun were you two having in our house while we're away?" Then she laughed again.

"We-well actually," Jeri stammered defensively, "We only took Margot for a walk. I don't know why she decided to jump on Andy."

"Off, Margot," Lu Ann yelled into the phone. "Get down." Margot did not seem to hear. "Just push her off." (Jeri managed to do that.) "See you in a couple hours. We should be back by six."

Later, while Andy and Jeri were finishing dinner, Lu Ann called. "We're home. Thanks again for watching Margot. We wanted to bring you a little something. Is this an ok time to come over?"

"Oh, you didn't have to do that," Jeri said. "It was easy. We just walked her a few times and fed her. No trouble."

"But you're home? If you're not busy..."

"Sure, come on over."

Fifteen minutes later, the Martins rang the bell at the front of the apartment building. Andy went down to let them in. When he brought them back to the apartment, Howie was carrying a sack. It turned out that they had brought a small pecan pie and a pint of vanilla ice cream.

"Please stay here and help us eat it," Andy said. Jeri, who was feeling both tired and horny, gave Andy a look that was meant to say,

Forget the pie and ice cream. I'm ready to show you my routine

.

But Andy didn't notice. He was obviously too busy looking over Lu Ann. She was wearing a flowered halter top that exposed the straps and back of her yellow bra. Below were yellow shorts that hugged her small round ass.

Andy fetched plates and spoons from the kitchen. As everyone dug into the pie and ice cream, Jeri asked, "How was your, uh, getaway or whatever?"

"Oh, it was a disappointment," Lu Ann said, looking down.

"Big disappointment," added Howie. "Turns out there is a boys' soccer tournament in town, and they took up pretty much the whole motel. Ten-year-olds were running up and down the halls until close to midnight, when the parents finally put in a curfew."

"At that point, we were tired and out of sorts," Lu Ann continued. "So we just went to sleep. It was nothing like the other time we stayed there. I mean, it's usually not a family motel, if you know what I mean."

"Yeah, this was pretty unusual for that place, I think," Howie put in.

"The other time we stayed there," Lu Ann went on as she licked her spoon, "we were, you know, going at it, and we got, at least I got, you know, vocal? Anyway, the couple in the room next to us got really vocal, too.

Really, really vocal

."

"Yeah, they kinda responded to us, we think," Howie said. Jeri, surprised by their frank talk, looked at Andy, who still had his eyes fixed on Lu Ann.

"Anyhow, it was really amazing," Lu Ann recalled with a sigh. Sitting on the sofa, she pulled her knees up to her chin, giving a view of the back of her thighs. "Hearing the love cries right through the wall. Just knowing, you know what I mean? Knowing that they knew that we were doing it. And them knowing that we knew that they were doing it." She took a deep breath and sighed again. "Just an incredible experience. But not this time."

"Nope," said Howie.

Lu Ann had her hand next to her ear, twisting some of her blond hair. "Did you two ever have that happen?"

"Um, no," Jeri said.

"No," Andy agreed. He looked as if he was about to say more, but then he just lowered his head and took another spoonful of pie and ice cream. When he looked up, he asked, "Anyone want something to drink? Coffee? Tea? Something stronger?"

"Tea for me," Lu Ann said. Howie looked like he wanted to ask for something stronger, but glancing at his wife he thought better of it. "Yeah, tea sounds good."

When Andy went to the kitchen to fill the teakettle, Jeri followed. "What are you doing?" she hissed. "I'm ready to go to bed."

Andy tugged at his glasses, a sign that he was feeling awkward and confused. "I'm entertaining our guests. Sorry I didn't know you were tired." He looked at his watch. "It's still early, anyway."

"I know," Jeri replied. "But I'm ready for..." and then she ran her hands sensuously through her hair and swung her hips from side to side. Then she put her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear, "Don't you want to watch me?"

"Mmmm," Andy reached down under the back of her shirt to fondle her waist. Her shirt was a deep blue pullover, with three buttons at the top. She had left the top button unbuttoned, revealing the crease at the top of her breasts. Andy suggestively rolled up the bottom the shirt, exposing her midriff. But then the teakettle whistled.

Andy arranged four teacups, spoons, and a box of teas on a tray, then followed behind as Jeri carried it to the den. She noticed Howie's eyes widen, and she realized that her shirt was still rolled up, so that her waist and belly button were showing. She felt a warm surge of arousal.

After everyone had taken their tea, Jeri picked up the tray. Then an inspiration came to her. She was not sure where she found the nerve to do it, but,,,

As she started back toward the kitchen, Jeri held the tray over her head, and she swayed her arms back and forth, sending her hips in motion. She turned her head around and smiled at the Martins. They smiled back, so she continued. This was the way her routine started, except that she had never practiced it holding a tray.

Jeri turned around to face the sofa where the Martins were sitting. She winked at them, and they looked up at her, expectantly. Jeri put her right foot in front of her, pointing her toe, which lifted her right hip. Then she flattened her right foot and put her left foot forward, again pointing the toe and raising the hip. Next, she swung the tray in a circle over her head, causing her upper body to rise, lifting her shirt and exposing more of her tummy, which moved sensuously.

Next, Jeri retraced her steps backward, rotating her hips like a belly dancer. Howie gaped wide-eyed, while Lu Ann laughed and patted her hands together. "You go, girl!" she enthused.

Jeri's intuition had been right! The Martins, so eager to talk about sex, appreciated her routine! Jeri was sure that they were turned on, and this turned her on. She thought back to Lu Ann's talk about

knowing that they know that...

Jeri turned around to face away from them, and then she bent at the waist to put the tray on the floor. She could feel her white shorts riding up the tops of her thighs. She swung the tray back between her ankles, as the shorts rode up to her butt cheeks. Then she let go of the tray and stood up.

"So-o-o sexy," Lu Ann murmured. "Mm-hmm," Howie said, softly. Andy quietly went to the front window and closed the blinds.

Still with her back to the Martins, Jeri put her hands on the back of her neck and slowly pushed her hair up and over her head. She put her hands on her hips and vigorously shook her head from side to side, sending her hair flying and her hips swaying.

With her hands on her waist, she moved her elbows back and turned to one side. This thrust her breasts upward, with her bra straining against the inside of her shirt. She pranced in place, alternating her shoulders up and down.

She felt perspiration on her upper lip and under her arms. She allowed her imagination to run ahead to when she and Andy would be in the bedroom. Picturing herself rubbing her clit, she let out a soft moan. Maybe before the Martins went home, she would tell them that she was plannng to masturbate for Andy, and that would get them even more aroused.

Jeri then turned to face the Martins again. With her hands on her waist, she moved her hips up and down. While she turned her head from side to side, she stole a glance at the front of Howie's black gym shorts. She took note of a huge bulge.

Lu Ann had her right hand on Howie's knee, and she was absent-mindedly rubbing her fingers over it. Her left hand was face down on the sofa, between her legs, and her thighs were pressing her wrist, squezing and letting go. Jeri shivered with excitement.

She put her hands above her head and slowly rotated them backward around one another. Her shirt rode up, all the way to the bottom of her black bra.

"Gosh, you should teach a dance class, Jeri-girl," Lu Ann cheered. "It's obviously aerobic."

Jeri realized that she was panting. But it occurred to her that it was not the exercise that was causing her heavy breathing. She was especially stimulated by the effect that her routine was having.

I have this power. They really want sex now. It's all they can think about.

The next part of her routine was a strip tease. She folded her arms in front of her and caressed her upper arms. Then the strip-tease began by reaching her right hand up her left sleeve and pulling the bra strap down her upper arm. Jeri realized that her heart was pounding and her throat was dry.

"Andy, I'm thirsty. Could you get me a glass of water?"

"All right," Andy said. "Also, I could use a bathroom break."

"Me, too," said Lu Ann.

"Right," said Howie. "How about let's all take a break?"

"Good idea," Andy replied.. Nodding at Jeri, he added, "And then, there's more. More to come, haha." He pointed the Martins to the half bathroom in the hall, while he and Jeri went to their bedroom to use the bathroom there.

As she sat in the bathroom, Jeri ruminated. She realized that she had been so focused on the Martins that she had not been considering Andy. What was he thinking? Was she embarrassing him? What did he mean by his remark about more to come? She only had in mind doing some strip tease. Not actually taking everything off and masturbating. Did he really expect her to do that?

Jeri began to feel uncomfortable. She decided that it was time to stop the routine. She looked in the mirror, straightened out her hair, and unrolled the bottom of her shirt, tucking it back into her shorts.

As she walked back to the den, she heard the others talking in the kitchen. Lu Ann was saying, "Howie and I were just talking. I mean, Andy, your wife is great. She really knows how to move.. She gets both of us...Look, we don't know what you-all are planning, but--:"

"Planning?" Andy blurted. "There's no planning. I mean, before, she said to me--she made it sound like she wanted to do her routine later, while we were alone. She didn't tell me that she was going to--I don't think it was planned. This took me by surprise. Totally by surprise. Totally.'

"Well," Howie said. "Wherever this is going. I mean. Oh, hi, Jeri." She joined them in the kttchen.

"So, I'm ready to stop," Jeri said. "Andy, I should have asked you first. I don't know why I didn't. I'm sorry, I'm fine to stop."

Andy put his arm around her shoulder. She realized that she was trembling. "No, Jeri, I love it. Every minute. Everything you're doing."

"Yeah, Jeri-girl. You're terrific," Lu Ann said.

"We're up for keeping going," Howie added.

Lu Ann put her right hand on Howie's beefy left shoulder. He was wearing a black tank top with an Oakland Raiders insignia. "Yeah, sweetie, you're up for keeping going" she teased.

"It's just," Howie went on. "It's just, like I said, wherever this is going, I mean, like, we should have an understanding, I mean, Lu Ann and I talked about it, and we want the ground rule, we want it to be that you don't touch us and we don't touch you."

"Oh, no, that would never..." Jeri said.

"Right. Absolutely," Andy agreed. "Of course not."

"I mean, otherwise this is just the most incredible--" Lu Ann said. She looked at Jeri. "You are something else, Jeri-girl." Then Lu Ann looked down at the floor and said in a hoarse whisper. "We are going to need, to need a release, you know?" She then spoke in a regular voice. "I mean, if you want us to go home, or we stay on the sofa and you go to your bedroom when we need to..."

Jeri felt herself flushed. "No, stay here," she said, softly. She thought of being in bed with Andy, listening to Lu Ann--how had she put it?--being vocal. She was feeling sexy again.

"Yeah, other than you guys touching us or vice-versa, we're all right with anything else," Howie said. "Anything goes."

"Anything goes," Andy repeated, letting his arm drop to Jeri's waist and giving it a squeeze through her shirt.

Jeri still doubted that he wanted her to masturbate in front of other people. Maybe pretend a little. But all the way to rubbing her clit? No. Still, the thought of it made her flush again. "Release," Lu Ann had said. Jeri wanted release, too.

They ambled slowly back to the den. Andy sat on one end of the sofa, and Howie sat on the other. Lu Ann sat next to Howie.

Jeri stood, facing them, and she unbuttoned the second and third buttons of her shirt. This allowed most of her cleavage to show. Then she folded her arms across her chest, forcing her breasts higher and pressing them together.

Jeri reached her right hand up her left sleeve and pulled her bra strap out over her arm, until it hung free. Then she turned around, and with her back to the sofa she did the same with her left hand to the other strap. She put her right hand inside her shirt to hold up her bra, which otherwise would have fallen. This was the next step--uncovering her heavy, round breasts would take her show to another level, Everyone was quiet. You could hear the sound of their breathing.

Still with her back to the sofa, Jeri turned her head around. She smiled, and put her left hand her to mouth. She blew a kiss in the direction of the Martins. She heard Howie take a deep breath and slowly exhale through his mouth.

With both hands inside her shirt, Jeri brought down her bra. When she had extracted the black bra from out of the bottom of her shirt, she momentarily considered tossing it to Howie. But then she thought that might be considered touching, so she stopped herself and instead walked over to hang it on a chair next to Andy.

When she finally turned around to face the sofa, Jeri's hands were inside her shirt, covering her breasts. She slowly moved them back and forth, squeezing them together then pulling them apart. Then, as she pressed her palms over her nipples, she moved her hands in circles, still underneath the shirt. Finally, Jeri let go and put her hands on her waist, She swayed slowly, feeling her nipples brush he inside of her shirt. She saw Andy, Lu Ann, and Howie mesmerized and felt a surge of pride in her womanhood.

Yes, go ahead and admire these big boobs.

She grabbed the bottom of her shirt with her hands and tugged back and forth, feeling her breasts swaying with her nipples rubbing against her shirt.

"Woo, it's getting kinda hot in here," Lu Ann said, and she reached back to unhook her bra. She tried to take it off while keeping on her flowered halter top, but the halter let go and stayed above her breasts. Everyone else stared at her exposed nipples. Seeing that she had already shown her breasts, Lu Ann sighed, reached up, and untied the halter top, setting it aside.

Jeri still felt powerful and in control. She commanded, "You-all are just sitting there. Everybody take off their shorts." She reached for the button on her shorts as the others did the same. She slowly slithered them down and stepped out of them.

As she slid her shorts down, Jeri surveyed the scene. Howie was in black briefs, his stiff cock looking uncomfortably constrained. Jeri's white underwear appeared to have a wet spot, either from sweat...or something else. Jeri could feel wetness in her own blue panties.

Andy's erection poked out through the opening in his boxers. Jeri thought it looked silly. "You might as well take those off, too," she said to him. "They're not covering anything."