Recently, I'd had the opportunity to watch my wife have sex with someone else, and it turned out to be an unbelievableturn-on for both of us. We planned to repeat the experience as often as possible. This is one of those times.
Finally - my hard work had paid off. I had just received a promotion to director of my division, with a healthy raise, and a celebration was in order. My wife and I, along with some family and friends, were at a local eatery, where we had a large room to ourselves.
Since it was my night, my wife dressed to please me, in a short, sexy black dress, sheer, off-black nylons and her highest stilettos. Under the dress, nothing except her sheer-to-waist, RHT pantyhose, her sexiest pair. These were not the kind you find at K-Mart in an egg, either. Just running my hand over her legs in these sexy nylons could drive me absolutely crazy!
We sat at a round table, with my wife on my right side, and my friend Ted sitting next to her. Five other people were with us, but Ted had no date with him. My hand often slid under the hem of my wife's dress and slid up and down her nyloned thigh, with no one the wiser. She knew, though, that she was driving me mad with desire.
After dinner, my wife asked me to dance, so we stood up and went out of the room to the dance floor. It was a slow number, so she slid in close to me. Then, she whispered into my ear, "You need to be careful when you're feeling my leg, Honey." "Why's that?" I asked. "Because, Ted is feeling my other leg, and I don't want your hands to meet in my lap!"
I was nearly speechless - not quite. "You're lying!" I challenged. "She looked up at me and smiled. "No, I'm not. He really seems to like my nylons, too." "Tell me more," I pleaded.
""Well, as soon as we sat down, his knee bumped mine, and then he slid his hand down on his own knee, so that when he moved it toward me, the back of his hand was against my nylon-clad leg." "Yeah... then what?"
"After a few minutes, he just moved his hand from his own knee to mine, and started stroking my nylon. If felt great, and I started getting turned on. You were rubbing my other leg, and I was afraid the two of you would touch, but you didn't."