I felt my heart pounding like a crazed clock as I began to pull the strap on Linda's dress. I could feel that her skin was slightly moist to touch as I slowly pulled the strap across and over her shoulder allowing it to fall half way down the length of her upper arm. I repeated this action on the other shoulder strap until the front of her dress was free to fall forward exposing her small but very pert breasts. I was standing behind her so that I could look across at the young man, Ricardo who was now studying my wife's breasts intensely. It felt strange and yet wonderful. I was offering her to him and I had become seduced by the wrongness of it all. It felt as though curiosity was bursting out of me.
"It was all for the health of our marriage" I told myself but I knew that I was really lost in my own dark obsession and also that I was responsible for it happening. I had tempted Linda into this unique adventure by going on about it for months on end. And after all that consultation it was clear that she was ready and keen to explore the idea. I was responsible because had convinced her that being my wife meant that she was free to enjoy this naughty treat. The idea now had become a shared fantasy project. It felt as though it now had a life of its own and that it was powering towards its own realisation. I was responsible and yet I felt that I had no control. I felt anxious and on edge. It was a very dangerous exploration that we were about to embark upon and, what seemed larger than life was that we had Ricardo with us. He was so very powerful and very real presence in the marital home. He exuded a potent masculine energy, an energy that would very soon be flooding through my marriage to Linda.
Ricardo understood his role. He knew what we wanted from him. We all knew that the situation was unusual and that what we planned was generally a forbidden practice in society and as a consequence we all knew that it had to be a very secret thing. Of course the secrecy in itself made the situation feel tremendously erotic and more than a little bit naughty.
So now Ricardo was looking at my wife's breasts and admiring them. I watched him as he looked at her and I pulled Linda's dress down a little further so that he had a better view of her tummy and breasts. Then I got onto my knees and pulled the dress down even further. Linda wriggled to assist me as the dress fell over her knees and off completely. It now lay in a rough circle on the floor and Linda took a graceful step to the side and then she stood in front of our guest wearing just a pair of shear see-through panties. My wife was exposed to Ricardo in the sexiest panties that she'd ever worn and my heart was racing. The next step was tricky and I began to shake as I moved nearer to Linda. She looked down at me as I moved my hands towards her hips and I tried to pinch hold of the sides of her panties. My hands were shaking so much that it was difficult to get a grip on the material but somehow I managed it. Linda smiled at me as I pulled the panties all way over her long legs until she was fully exposed to our guest.