"They are almost here!" I said to my wife, after checking my phone. "is that what you want to wear?"
We had planned a game night with a few friends. Mark, Adam, Chris, and Sam, who were friends of mine... and Eric, who is an old friend of my wife's... Who she has admitted to me that she is attracted to.
The events we had planned were going to be a way for her to flirt with him, build up some sexual tension, and do it guilt free.
My wife is an exhibitionist. Her biggest turn on is being the only one naked in a room full of fully clothed men. She gets off on the attention!...and I get off on her getting the attention!
So the first part of our plan for the evening was for my wife to wear nothing but a garter belt and thigh high leggings for the entire evening, keeping her pussy and breasts exposed and on display... while myself, her, and the 5 guys we invited over hang out, fully clothed, and play games all night.
"I don't know," my wife said, standing before me wearing a red lace garter belt and matching stalkings, "I can't decide between these ones or the black lace ones. What do you think?"
I took in the view of her in her red lace, her bare C-cup breasts on full display, her completely shaved pussy on full display, her hour glass figure... knowing the guys will be here any minute, and will be enjoying that same view all night... "You look stunning!" I said.
She did, in deed look stunning! She had been preparing for this party all day! Her make up and hair were perfect! She was completely hairless from the neck down, and she hadn't worn a bra or any tight fitting clothes in a week, so she didn't even have any bra lines!
She smiled a playfully coy smile, knowing that her hard work has been notice, kissed me deeply, and said, "we better get you ready now!"
The other part of our plans for the evening... While the guys were enjoying the view of my wife, I would be wearing a chastity cage!
My wife led me into the bedroom, grabbed my cage from the drawer, knelt down in front of me and said, "close your eyes and think of something else."
I did my best to focus on work... boring, mind numbing work... COLD!...oh god, how I hate my job... my boss is so annoying... I have a pile of assignments waiting for me to-...CLICK...
I opened my eyes to the sight of a cage locked around my dick... this old familiar cage has become like a comfortable old friend over the years...
My wife put the key on a chain around her neck, then pulled up my pants and buttoned my button, but left my zipper down. She then pulled my caged dick out of my pants through the open zipper. "Whats the point in wearing a cage," she said, "if no one knows you're wearing a cage?"... I could not argue with that logic.
...KNOCK KNOCK...
"sounds like someone's at the door." I said.
I wondered who could be at the door, who would have arrived first... The guys I invited, Mark, Adam, Chris, and Sam have seen my wife naked before, and I told them when I invited them that they would be seeing her naked tonight. But my wife invited Eric, not me, so I didn't know if he knew what to expect...
"Would you like to answer the door, or should I?" I asked.
"I will." She said, with an excited smile.
I watched her answer the door, wearing nothing but the red lace garter belt and thigh high stalkings... it was my friend, Sam. I wouldn't say Sam was a super close friend. I know him through Adam, who is an old friend from college. He's a cool guy though, we've hung out a few times. He has seen my wife naked before, but this was his first time at our place.
My wife greeted Sam with a hug, she wrapped both arms around him. He greeted her back with a one arm hug, while maintaining eye contact.
After they exchanged greetings, and "nice to see you's" while Sam maintained eye contact, I watched from the other room while my wife stood in front of Sam and said, "Well?"
"Well what?" Sam asked.
"House rules!" My wife replied.
"What rules?" Sam replied.
"Oh, do you not know our house rules?" My wife asked.
"No, I've never been to your house before." Sam replied.
"Oh right!...Come with me." My wife said, before leading him into the kitchen.
I followed, but stayed back enough so Sam wouldnt know I was watching just yet, and I watched while my wife showed Sam the printed sign hanging on our fridge, with the phrase "HOUSE RULES" in big letters at the top.
My wife and I had this sign printed up a while back, specifically for nights like this one. It listed the house rules for visitors to our house. The sign read:
"HOUSE RULES
Applying to the lady of the house and those that visit her
1, If she is showing it, you may touch it. No need to ask.
2, It will be considered rude of you maintain eye contact with her instead of looking at her body.
3, Any greetings or hugs must be accompanied by a fondle.
4, If the man of the house is caged, than anything more than fondling must be done not in the sight of the man of the house.
Failure to comply with these rules will result in great offense to the lady and man of the house."
The first 3 rules were her idea. She got tired of the guys she shows off to trying to be polite and respectful by maintaining eye contact, and not touching or looking at her body. She's an exhibitionist, she wants the guys to look!
The 4th rule was my idea. My biggest turn on is being denied, while my wife gets laid without me around. I wanted to show the guys that I am caged, and enforce the rule that if they were going to fuck her they would have to do it somewhere I couldn't see.
I also liked the idea of the guys trying to taste her, or fuck her, with out me seeing, and me purposely pretending to be oblivious to it. I planned to make it easy for them, and ignore anything I might see that I shouldn't...
We hung up this sign a while back, and just leave it up all the time. Any one that comes over is expected to adhere to these rules!
I watched from the other room while Sam read the sign.
"OH!...well, um... okay then!...If these are the rules..." Sam said, as he reached out and grabbed my wife's bare breasts.
"That's better!" my wife said. "that was your only warning!"
They both laughed, then Sam asked, "so, your husband wears a chastity cage?"
"Yup," she said, "and when he has it on he's not allowed any fun with me."
"Does he have it on now?" Sam asked.
"Why don't you ask him?" She said, then she shouted to me, "Hey honey?"
"Yeah?" I shouted from the other room.
"Sam's here," she shouted, "you commin' out?"
"Yeah!" I shouted back.
I walked out to meet them, with my caged cock hanging out of my pants. "Hey Sam!" I said.