My wife, Kimmi, has always had a fantasy about me and other woman. She often goes into great detail talking about how she would like to see other females seducing me. Whenever we see them in public she asks me how I would feel if I had that ladies legs wrapped around me. I was never too sure what to answer, as I sometimes felt that this should be left as a rhetorical question, I was not sure if she was trying to trick me or whether it really was a fantasy.
One day we were at home, going about our usual homely activities, when a friend asked my wife to help with some sewing. She was single and was always trying to mix with the ‘in crowd’. She had to have a new skirt for a party, and as usual was unable to find anything suitable in the stores, and had left everything for the last minute. She had bought some stretch fabric and was intending to make a skirt out of it. She had sort-of cut it to a pattern but had made a gross mistake in cutting it too short. Kimmi said that she would not mind helping out, but was not sure what she could do, so Nikki came around. Nikki was a tall girl; she had blond hair that was just longer than her shoulders. It was neatly brushed and freshly washed. She had on a tank top, which had seen too many washes; it had shrunk from all washing and fitted snugly around her thin waist. It only added to enhancing her large bust, which was also not overly large, but were round and about 34C, and added to this she made no secret that she had not worn any foundation garments. There was nothing special in the way she dressed, but just your average girl next door. Around her waist, she wore a long skirt, which was made out of flowery material. Nikki pulled from her bag what was supposed to be the skirt, and from where I was standing it looked like there was no hope for this fabric, it looked to me like she would have to start again. The time was short, for the party was in about four hours. I did not say anything and left the woman to do what they were meant to do as I went about my own business. There was a lot that I had to achieve and repair and around the house, like mending the broken window frame and weeding the garden.
I had to rush inside to get some gardening tools and on passing the room, in which the ladies were busy, I could not help but notice that Nikki had removed her skirt so that they could fit the new skirt. It was obvious that this girl did not like too much fabric, as all she was wearing a Lycra g-string. She had legs all way to the ground, and I could not understand why she did not have a special male friend. I heard the ladies giggling, and peered into their door, which stood ajar, they were both very confused about what to do with the skirt and so I went to the kitchen cupboard to get the garden fork. As I passed the door my name was called out, and they asked me for some advice. On entering the room, I was surprised to see that my wife was wearing the skirt; the fabric was so tight that she had to remove her own underwear and the skirt was so short that I could notice her black pubic hairs. Nikki was still standing there, semi naked in her tank top and g-string, her top folded up slightly to reveal a shiny belly-ring. Both woman were still giggling and I was not sure why, but they seem to be both aroused.
Kimmi asked me whether I thought it would look stupid to add an additional piece of fabric and around the base of the skirt, and then giggled some more. I gave my honest opinion that the fabric was too short and that it would look silly with an extra piece of fabric. With this Nikki grabbed the front of the skirt, and was attempting to make a comment that sounded as if it were meant to be serious. I noticed that as she grabbed the front of the skirt with her hand, she used to index finger to rub Kimmi's love spot, now it was obvious why they were giggling. With all of this going on my own member was starting to rise. Nikki noticed it and lifted the front the skirt to reveal Kimmi’s full bush, which was glistening by, now with juices. Although Kimmi and I had been married for almost three years, I still noticed her blush as she saw me looking at her inviting hole. Then she smiled and pulled Nikki’s top up to reveal her perky busts and then playfully tweaked the left nipple. Nikki, not to be outdone pulled the fabric, from Kimmi’s waist, which was the end of the skirt, now it was just fabric, and then grabbed a handful of her butt. Kimmi was determined not to lose and as so pulled on Nikki’s g-string, but she was not going to let Kimmi get it off, oh no! She wrestled Kimmi to the floor and decided that this was not enough, to show that she was victorious she needed a trophy and pulled off Kimmi’s T-shirt.