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Standing in Deb's kitchen that Monday morning, I could feel the wetness growing between my legs as I looked out at the hot tub on their deck. Standing there, my mind went back to Saturday night when the four of us, Deb and her husband, and my fiancé and me, relaxed in the warm, bubbly water after our dinner. I felt myself start to blush as I recalled how Alex, my fiancé, casually reached behind my back and unfastened the top of my bikini, and how I shamelessly sat there while it slid slowly down my arms and into the water swirling around us.
I closed my eyes for a moment, remembering how it felt to be exposed in front of them with my petite breasts on display. At first, it was terrifying, but when Deb gave me a reassuring look, I sat up taller so they could see my breasts better.
It had been an amazing night. The dinner was fabulous, and Dale, Deb's husband, kept our glasses full with the frozen margaritas he'd mixed up. Believe me, by the time we got into the hot tub, none of us was feeling any pain. After a while, somehow we got on the subject of sex, and when Dale mentioned they usually got into their hot tub naked, Alex and I looked at each other and smiled.
"What's so funny?" Deb asked as Alex and I chuckled together.
"Oh, it's nothing." I said, reaching for my margarita, unable to keep from smiling.
"Come on." Deb urged. "What's so funny?"
"She has this fantasy......." Alex answered, grinning over at me, "....being naked in front of people. You know, being an exhibitionist."
At that exact moment, I could have shot Alex right between the eyes. And, to make matters worse, when I turned to give him a stern look, he hunched his shoulders and said, "Well honey, you know it's true."
"Sally, no one can see us in here." Dale said, coming to Alex's rescue. "Feel free....."
"I do it all the time." Deb interrupted, quite matter-of-factly. "It's perfectly safe. That's why we put up the privacy fence around the hot tub, and we wouldn't mind at all."
It was that short interchange of words that caused Alex to boldly reach behind me and twist open the clasp of my top.
The next few seconds were like an out of body experience for me. The feelings of horror were replaced with excitement and desire as my wet top loosened and fell away from my chest. Without thinking, I'd lifted my arms out of the water a few inches, wiggled my shoulders and simply let my top slide off, leaving me sitting there in front of the three of them, bare chested with a very prominent set of rock hard nipples.
They all looked at my breasts, and when it was clear that Deb wasn't upset with me, I pulled my shoulders back and casually sat there, letting them look, wanting them to look. I vividly recall how gratifying it was to feel their eyes on me, and how deliciously vulnerable I felt. Alex was right, I was an exhibitionist.
Altogether, it was a glorious feeling, and I was basking in the memory of it all when I was shaken back to reality as Deb walked up next to me carrying two mugs of coffee.
"It was a pretty crazy night, huh?" Deb said, handing me one of the mugs and smiling.
"Yeah, I guess it was." I answered.
Deb made her way to her kitchen table, and gestured for me to have a seat with her. I hadn't known her that long; in fact, this was only the third time I'd been to her house. Dale and Alex had been golfing buddies for well over a year now, and Dale had been over to our apartment many times on their golf days. He'd come by in the morning and pick up Alex on the way to the golf course and then drop him back by the apartment five or six hours later. Dale sometimes hung around for a while, and they'd tell me how they mastered the golf course that day, or how well the new fairway driver worked.
Dale reminded me of my father, with his sophisticated and confident style. With a slight touch of grey at his temples, he always looked so dapper in his khaki golf pants and polo shirts. Alex played in his jeans and a t-shirt, but, Dale never seemed to mind. When I saw the two of them together, they were always laughing it up, slapping each other on the back and congratulating each other over their conquest of the course that day.
"So," Deb asked, looking over the table at me, "Does he have any regrets?"
I looked at her with a quizzical expression, unsure of what she was referring to.
"You know, Alex, " Deb added, "from the other night in the hot tub when he..... uh....."
I felt myself blush as it came back to me; how Deb jokingly asked Alex what his fantasies were once my top had been fished out of the water and tossed out of reach. When he didn't answer, I answered for him -- pay back for what he'd done to me.
"Oh, yeah." I quickly chimed in. "He loves to masturbate. He's always talking about how he'd love to jerk himself off in front of another woman."
The second I said it, both Deb and I broke into a fit of laughter. But, the best part came when Deb leaned forward, looked Alex right in the eye and said, "Well, here I am."
No one was more shocked than I was. The look on Deb's face was calm, and when she glanced over at me and then back at Alex, I could see she was serious.
"Go ahead." Deb said to him with a sincere look on her face. "If it's really your fantasy, and if Sally doesn't mind, I'd be honored to watch you masturbate."
By that time, I'd had just enough to drink to scoot over right next to Alex and whisper in his ear. "It's okay if you want to do it." I said. "I won't get mad."
Alex just sat there, stunned as he could be, and he didn't say a single word. After a few seconds, he looked at me as if to silently ask if he'd heard me right -- if I'd really just given him permission to play with his cock in front of another woman.
Rather than answer his silent question, I stood up in the hot tub and pulled him up off the seat so he was standing next to me. Then, looking up at him, I told him I loved him and pulled him a couple of feet foot across the hot tub, stopping him when he was directly in front of Deb. Then, without any hesitation, I reached for the waistband of his swimming trunks and pushed them down to his knees.
I saw his body shudder for a moment, but he didn't reach down to cover himself. He looked first at me, and then at Dale and Deb. Before he could say a word, I reached out for his hand and moved it to his penis and told him to enjoy himself, adding, "Do it, Sweetheart. You know you want to and we all want to see you do it."
I stepped to the side for a moment and then sat down next to Deb. Alex was still standing there, right in front of Deb with his cock in his hand, and he was starting to get hard.
"Don't be afraid." Deb said softly. "Honestly, I'd love to see you masturbate, Alex. You can even cum for me..... just do it right in the water, it'll be fine."
Everyone was silent as Alex began to slowly stroke himself. The only sounds any of us heard was the hum of the hot tub pump and the sounds of a wet penis being masturbated. He closed his eyes for several seconds as he got all the way hard, and once he was fully erect, I heard Deb whisper something to Dale, and from that point on, both of their eyes were locked on Alex's erection as he worked his tool.
As I watched my fiancé masturbate, I periodically looked over at Deb and Dale, who were both transfixed by what was happening in front of them. Deb was staring at Alex's hardness, sitting no more than a foot away from him, and it was obvious to me this was no longer a matter of her being a friendly enablement for my fiancé's lewd fantasy. The look in her eyes told me she was fully involved and awestruck by Alex's long, rigid pole.
And, Alex was very hard, that's for sure. I mean, really hard. The kind of hard he gets when I'm freshly shaven, lying on the bed in my see through panties with my legs pulled all the way up and back. I was proud of him, and as I sat next to Deb, I looked over at Dale for a moment and he was staring at Alex, too.
The next few minutes were like a loosely constructed porn movie, with Deb softly moaning, encouraging Alex and watching his cock as he jerked himself in front of her.
"Oh, Gawd." Deb sighed, almost silently. "You don't have to hurry, Alex. Take as much time as you want. This is way too good to rush."
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Deb's left arm move toward her husband and disappear under the water close to Dale's crotch. A few seconds later, Dale shifted around in his seat and it was clear to me she'd reached over to feel her husband's cock while she was watching my fiancé jack his own.
It was a surreal experience -- watching my fiancé stroke himself in front of Deb and Dale. My own hand sank under the water and pressed at the top of my slit over my bikini bottoms, and as I sat there watching the way Alex jacked himself in front of Deb, I found myself wishing she'd reach out and touch his throbbing erection; almost trying to will her to wrap her hand around his tool and bring him off with her own hands.
