Wife's Friend: Exposing to Others

Bonnie led me outside, eager to film her first blowjob for her future viewers. My wife trailed, holding her phone up to record. She set up near the doorway and gave us a thumbs up. Dropping to her knees, Bonnie eagerly unbuttoned my pants, dragging them and my underwear down to my ankles. My rigid member right at her eye level brought a smile to her face. This was definitely a woman who willingly and enthusiastically enjoyed her role as our submissive sex toy.

Leaning forward she closed her eyes and gave me a long, slow lick from base to tip before taking me in her mouth. She purred in contentment, slowly bobbing up and down, expertly servicing me. Waves of pleasure coursed down my spine as I groaned. After several minutes of performing for the camera she pulled back, looking up at me submissively. "Please Sir. Please grab my hair and use my mouth to please you. Please take control of me. I've been such a bad little girl."

I smiled down at her, not that the camera could see that, while also noting the gleam in her eye. She clearly got off on this kind of thing. It was like her biggest fantasies were to be exploited, displayed and used like a wanton whore and she felt powerful embracing them. Who was I to argue? I grabbed the back of her hair, stepping forward and burying myself in her mouth to the hilt. Holding there for a moment as she looked up at me with lust in her eyes, I pulled back and began to thrust into her mouth forcefully.

She clasped her hands behind her back, completely submitting to me. I managed to hold out for several minutes before once again thrusting fully inside her and emptying down her throat with a shudder. She dutifully swallowed it all down, waiting for me to pull out before lovingly cleaning me with her tongue then helping me redress. She turned to face the camera, licking her lips, before giving a lascivious wink.

My wife ended the recording and lowered the phone. She was flush, her arousal obvious. "That was so hot. I can't believe you're going to let him post that where anyone could see it. There was nothing left to the imagination."

Bonnie smirked. "Well, there's a few things. He hasn't fucked me yet on camera. I also can't wait to have my way with you while he's recording. I want to see if I can make you beg and squirt on my tongue." She waggled the aforementioned appendage at my wife suggestively.

My wife squirmed, looking at me. "Can we go back inside? I'm not ready to record that yet, but I definitely want to play with our toy. If that's ok with you Sir?"

I smiled, walking over to kiss her lovingly. "Of course dear. She's all yours for the night. Let's go to bed. I'd love to watch."

The next hour I relaxed and watched as Bonnie did her best to drive my wife wild. Her head between my wife's legs, tightly holding her thighs, as her tongue danced along my wife's folds. While she didn't achieve her goal of making her squirt it was rather enjoyable watching my wife thrash, shudder, and moan through multiple orgasms before finally begging Bonnie to stop as she pushed her away. She lay back panting and thoroughly drained as Bonnie, her face glistening with my wife's juices, looked up at me beaming. "Should I take care of you again Sir?" Her hand rubbing the obvious bulge in my boxers.

"I think we've had enough for tonight. Let's cuddle. Tomorrow I'm going to speak to my coworker about the game night. My idea is to keep you as a nude serving girl for the night. So you'll either be on your knees or satisfying requests. We won't record this, but you obviously enjoy being exposed to others. It'll be a trial run on being more open to people we know about our new relationship dynamic. What do you think?"

Bonnie's eyes gleamed with excitement. "Mmm, I love it. Maybe I have some ideas of my own to make it even more interesting."

My eyebrow raised. "Be careful. I won't hesitate to punish you if you go too far."

My wife smiled knowingly. "Is it really punishment if she enjoys it? Also that was wild, I should have let you record it. Definitely next time."

I shook my head at the two of them. "Enough of that you jezebelles. Let's get some sleep, it's been a long day." The two of them lay on either side of me cuddling as we drifted off.

The next day at work I floated the idea to my coworker. Jeanine was only a few years out of college. She often hinted at some adventures in college and wasn't shy about wearing revealing outfits or people checking her out. More than once I had noticed a lack of a bra, often combined with a low cut shirt. While she knew and respected my wife, she took enjoyment from flirting with me to the point where others noticed and wondered if anything was going on between us. But I'd always kept firm boundaries, even if I did let my eyes wander occasionally to enjoy the hints of exposure.

She jumped at the chance to engage in board games, being a big fan, as well as hang out with my wife. I mentioned Bonnie and hinted that we had a bit of a nonstandard relationship now, asking if that would bother her. She seemed intrigued, perhaps wondering if she'd finally break down my boundaries, but firmly set aside my concerns. "Your house, your rules. Everyone is a consenting adult so it's none of my business. I'm looking forward to it."

Following me home she chatted animatedly with me after we got out of our vehicles. The front light came on as we approached, the door swinging open, and Jeanine paused beside me at the spectacle before her. Standing in the doorway was my wife, wearing a casual but cute ensemble. Kneeling beside her wearing nothing but a collar and looking at me lovingly was Bonnie.

My wife reached out her arms, enveloping her in a hug. "Good to see you. This is Bonnie. She's our new toy, very obedient and willing to please. Just let her know any needs you have tonight and she'll be more than willing to meet them."

Jeanine raised her eyebrow with a smirk, picking up on the double entendre. "Any needs? Just how willing is she? I can think of a few needs that haven't been met in awhile." She looked back at me with a playful pout.

My wife laughed. "Well, I suppose almost any needs. You can look as much as you want but she's only allowed to 'play' with us. Sorry."

She snapped her fingers. "Damn. Here I thought maybe letting my hair down a bit and playing with your toy might entice your husband to take advantage of me. Honestly it surprises me, he's always seemed very proper at work even when I flirt shamelessly with him."

I kissed my wife and stroked Bonnie's head softly. "What can I say? I'm very loyal."

Bonnie interjected mischievously. "Also very talented in pleasing us and indulging our fantasies."

I booped her playfully on the nose. "She doesn't want to hear about that. Now, let's get inside. You've displayed yourself to the neighborhood enough."

Bonnie pouted. "It's never enough." But she acquiesced and allowed herself to be led inside. The three of us sat down and began setting up the first game as Bonnie shuffled between the kitchen and game room fetching drinks and snacks on request. I remained sober but all three women indulged, becoming more relaxed as they got tipsy. I could sense Jeanine getting jealous at seeing someone besides my wife fawning over me, Bonnie playing it up by caressing me, leaning over me to brush her dangling chest against my face, her nipples sliding across my lips and begging for attention.

Seeming to also sense how jealous Jeanine was getting, Bonnie decided to up the ante. As we were setting up a new game she impishly ducked under the table, the sound of my zipper being undone accentuated only by the loud purr as she took my now freed member into her mouth and began to suckle. I gripped the edge of my seat, trying to maintain composure as Jeanine stared wide eyed at me. The purring and slurping under the table grew in volume, as did my pleasure. Finally, unable to hold off any longer, I shuddered, groaning as I came down her throat. She cleaned me up and put me away as I continued to be unable to meet the gaze of my surprised coworker. My wife played coy the whole time, simply smirking as she took in Jeanine's reaction.

Both of us were jolted out of our awkward moment when my wife suddenly stiffened, rising up in her seat slightly for a minute, a look of shock on her face. Suddenly we saw the blur of a tiny, discarded piece of cloth as Bonnie tossed my wife's panties aside, explaining the interaction. My wife's eyes then closed and she let out a deep moan, gripping her own chair, as we heard more purring emanating from beneath the table. Obviously Bonnie had decided to take care of both of her lovers in front of her new audience. I don't think my wife was prepared to be used like that before someone she barely knew as she quickly came undone, bending in half and crying out as she tumbled over the edge.

Panting and disheveled, she was lost in thought for a moment before realizing where she was and turning bright red as she looked to Jeanine, who was flushed herself. Bonnie slipped out from under the table, licking her lips still shiny with my wife's juices, as well as a small bit of my own seed on her chin obviously having spilled out. When Jeanine, still a bit stunned, pointed it out Bonnie winked and gathered it up with her finger, popping that into her mouth and sucking it clean. "Thanks. So does anyone need a refill?"

Jeanine looked at my wife pleadingly. "Please, can I use your husband? I'm so turned on, that was wild."

I stood, quickly shutting it down. "I think we should call it a night. Come on, I'll drive your car home for you and catch an Uber back. You've obviously had a little too much to drink if you're thinking like that."

She argued for a bit before finally letting me take her home. Returning back to my own home I followed the sounds coming from our bedroom to find my wife now nude with Bonnie again between her legs and pleasuring her. Hearing me enter she lifted her ass up and spread her legs, obviously inviting me to take advantage of her. Disrobing, I stepped forward and buried myself inside her. Gripping her hips firmly I thrust savagely inside her partly to quell my own need and partly to try and punish her for her wantonness. However it only seemed to drive her to further heights as she doubled her assault on my wife's core, causing her to writhe and cry out in pleasure before pulling away and thrusting back at me, increasing the friction between us, as she cried out in satisfaction. I managed only a few more thrusts before burying myself in her and filling her up with my seed.

The three of us laid in a sweaty, pleased and disheveled heap catching our breath before Bonnie looked at the two of us impishly. "I think that was a successful game night. We should do it again soon!"

Despite my best efforts, I could only laugh at her. "You really are incorrigible. I think we created a monster."

My wife kissed me on the lips. "You love every minute of it. But I think we may have to find poor Jeanine a friend. That woman needs it badly and if you don't watch out she's going to throw herself at you."

"Don't worry. I won't let it come to that."

"You can't control that. But we trust you to do the right thing regardless of the temptation. Besides, we're willing and more than capable of serving any needs you have."

Bonnie perked up at that, interjecting. "And more than a few you don't realize you have yet. But we'll help you discover them."

We cuddled up and drifted off to sleep after that. But my wife proved once again how astute she was. The next day at work Jeanine increased her flirting, wearing a top so low cut that when she leaned over I couldn't help but see her bare breasts dangling capped with excited nipples. She constantly touched my arm or leg, rubbed her chest against me at any opportunity, and generally just did her best to entice me to act over the next few days. My lovers could tell as I came home everyday visually excited before aggressively having my way with them all over the house and backyard. To the point they discussed sending Jeanine a gift for how satisfied they were, but worried that it might come across as cruel. Instead they implored me to set her up.

I had been considering who might work for her and finally settled on a candidate, inviting them both separately to a meeting in my office. Perhaps misconstruing my intentions Jeanine entered my office flushed and shut the door, leaning back against it. "I guess you finally gave in? I can't wait." Before I could even correct her she grabbed the hem of the tiny dress she'd worn that day, whisking it over her head and tossing it aside carelessly. Kicking off her heels, she grabbed the sides of her panties, pushing them to the ground and stepping out of them, before stalking over to lean over me. "What are you waiting for? Let's get you out of those clothes and inside me. You can have me however you want, Sir."

Reaching out a hand, carefully making sure it was on her shoulder and not touching anything inappropriate, caused her to pause. I coughed. "Sorry, I think you may have misunderstood. I still have no interest in being with you. But I do think I've found a solution that might help out."

She looked at me confused for a moment, before her body stiffened and she turned towards the door to my office which was opened by my coworker Neil, who luckily shut it behind himself. He was nerdy and not very good with women, but I'd observed that he and Jeanine always got along and shared some common interests. I figured with a little push the two of them might be able to help each other out. I never expected it to play out like this. He was talking as he opened the door. "Hey, sorry I'm a little late, my last meeting ran long. What's this all abo..." He paused, eyes wide in shock, taking in me sitting at my desk with a completely nude and obviously aroused Jeanine standing above me.

She quickly covered herself with her hands, not very effective since he'd already gotten an eyeful while she was frozen in shock as well as her hands were more than inadequate to cover her voluptuous chest. "Why is he here? What is going on?"

I directed them both to sit in front of my desk. She luckily had recovered enough to think to redress herself, although in doing so she again had to expose herself to Neil and myself. Finally I addressed both of them. "Look, this was all a bit of a misunderstanding. Jeanine has had a bit of a crush on me, but I'm happy with my current relationship. However I've noticed the two of you get along and geek out about the same things. I know Neil has had a string of bad dates and relationships, to the point where he's stopped putting himself out there. Normally I wouldn't suggest mixing business with pleasure but I think the two of you might hit it off and there's nothing in the HR rules stopping you as long as it's mutually consensual. So, what do you think?"

Jeanine had been taking this all in thoughtfully. After a beat she laughed, causing Neil to look at her ashamed. "Sorry, don't misconstrue that. I think it's a good idea. I just don't usually let my suitors see me completely naked before our first date. Assuming that didn't completely turn you off, I'm game if you are."

He smiled warmly. "I'm very game. And don't worry, we can go slow."

She laughed again. "Neil, I'm going to be honest. Watching him with his two lovers has had me in heat. The weekend is about to start. I'll come over to your place tonight, we'll order in, and assuming it goes as well as I hope you're going to be seeing all of me again very soon. Then, ideally, fucking my brains out."

He gulped nervously. "If that's what you want. You have an amazing body. I'll never turn down a chance to see or touch it."

It was my turn to smile. "I think my work here is done. It's almost 5 anyways, no one is going to complain if you take off a little early. Go on now." The two scampered off, holding hands. After a mostly quiet weekend at home where we just filmed a few more scenes for Bonnie's growing fan base, I was at my desk Monday when there was a knock on the door, followed by a smiling and blushing couple entering my office.

Jeanine looked at me earnestly. "Thank you. We really got along. By the way Neil is also into board games. Maybe we could come over for a couples night. I think he'd be really interested in meeting Bonnie. And maybe I can have some fun with him like she had with you and your wife." She offered me a conspiratorial wink as Neil looked confused.

"I think that can be arranged. We'll set it up soon."

No sooner was that friction smoothed out then a new wrinkle emerged. A few weeks later while I was at work, two of the neighborhood wives visited my own. Seeing them through the peephole she ushered Bonnie upstairs. While the long t-shirt she wore wasn't exactly the most modest, her nipples and chest could be easily discerned through the thin fabric and it barely went past her ass, especially considering she wasn't wearing anything else she wasn't sure yet how to explain a naked and collared woman walking around her house.

The three exchanged hugs and sat down in the kitchen to chat after she offered them something to drink. Finally settled, adjusting her shirt a bit to preserve what she could of her modesty she addressed them. "So, what's going on?"

The older one looked to the younger conspiratorially, leading the conversation. "So where's your new plaything? We'd love to meet her."

My wife paused for a moment, taken aback. We hadn't exactly been extremely careful but she didn't think either of their houses had very good views into our backyard. Other than a few late night streaks from the car, anything very illicit had been what she thought was mostly out of sight. "I'm not sure what you mean."

The neighbor pulled out her phone, laying it on the counter, before sliding through a gallery of photos and videos showing my two lovers in various escapades outside, almost entirely without a stitch of clothing on. Several even showed combinations of the three of us engaging in acts typically reserved for the bedroom. "There's no need to hide. Our husbands have been onto you for awhile now and, as you can see, have a nice little collection that we both discovered. But don't worry, we're not mad. We only found them because we were curious why our husband's libidos had suddenly skyrocketed resulting in some of the best sex we've had in years. Maybe a decade for me. We actually want to thank you. It's probably more accurate to say we want to encourage you to continue. As long as you don't mind us all watching and indirectly benefiting, we're in agreement that you should let 'your freak flag fly' as they say."

Having been listening at the top of the stairs, Bonnie made an appearance, standing next to my wife and placing a hand on her shoulder. "I'm glad that exploring our relationship has been beneficial to y'alls as well. Plus it's kind of hot that we've been voyeured and recorded." The two neighbors smiled at her admission knowingly.

My wife sighed and nodded. "Well, I suppose it's a relief we don't have to worry that being discovered will have bad consequences for us."

The neighbor reached out to pat her hand. "Not at all dear. Like we said, go wild. I did have one other reason for stopping by though. More of a proposition. Don't worry, not for us, we just want to watch and live vicariously through you three. But my daughter Maisy is just finishing up her junior year at college and coming home for the summer. From the stories she's told me at school I think she's as much or more kinky than y'all. Would you like to add another to the little harem your husband seems to be building?"

Bonnie and my wife looked at each other before my wife shook her head. "No, we have strict rules and one of them is just the three of us. But, didn't she used to have a big crush on Joe?" Joe was the other neighbor on our little street. He had just turned 30 and gone through a bitter divorce with his wife a few years ago after which he seemed to have no interest in dating. But we all knew him to be a nice guy from the neighborhood gatherings, just unlucky in love. "What about if we do a 'meet cute' for the two of them? I know he's sort of sworn off dating but I think if we set up the right scene, with a fair amount of kink to short circuit his brain maybe we can open his eyes to the fact that she's not a little girl anymore and the solution to his loneliness has been right across the street the whole time?"