It was saturday afternoon and my mate Dave and I had been watching the game on T.V. while my wife Shelly had been pottering about doing the cleaning and keeping us supplied with cold beers.
The game had finished and Dave had looked through my wifes fitness videos and put one on starring that tennis girl Anna Kornikova.
"Phwoar! Check out the pussy on that," Dave said as he cracked open a can Shelly had brought over to him, "what I'd give for a flash of her pussy," he mused.
Shelly suddenly perked up and seemed to take an interest.
"What would you give?" she asked.
"Well, I'd give her 20 quid for a flash," he said.
"Twenty quid? for twenty quid you can pick up a girl from Kings Cross and screw her," Shelly said.
"Yeah, but this isn't some street whore," Dave reasoned, "this is Anna Kornikova, she's not gonna spread her legs for a twenty. I bet she's got such a sweet little slit, pouting puffy lips, just look at how tight that lycra is, what we need is a closer close up."
"John thinks I've got a nice pussy, don't you honey?" Shelly said, suddenly turning to me.
I had been quite happy listening to them but now they were both looking at me. I slugged my beer, "sure do sweetheart, prettiest pussy I've ever seen, that's for sure. She's got those short little puffy pouting lips you were on about, pink n sweet."
I winked at my wife.
Shelly is 7 years younger than me, still a teenager, well, only just; she's 20 next month, and she's a gorgeous girl. Blondish tinted hair, slightly curly and flowing to her shoulders, beautiful big blue eyes and a pretty face, pert and firm size b breasts with perfect nipples, gorgeous curves, a cute, perky bubble bum, great legs and little feet. She's gorgeous and I love her loads.
Shelly turned back to Dave, "What would you give for a flash of my pussy?" she asked.
Dave smiled, "well, you're a great looking girl, but I can hardly brag down the pub about seeing your pussy, they don't know you down there."
Shelly then stepped into the middle of the room and started to unbutton her jeans. I had to blink my eyes to make sure I was seeing straight as she sensually wriggled her hips and pushed her tight jeans over them and down to her ankles. She kicked her jeans off towards Dave and stood there in a tight, white half t-shirt and a tiny pair of skimpy, white lace panties that fit her very snugly.
He looked almost as shocked as I was but he was soon enjoying the show.
Shelly walked up to him and stood between his legs and as she pulled her panties up tight she said, "are you sure you wouldn't give me twenty quid for a flash of my pussy?"
Dave glanced at me but I was too stunned to say anything and too drunk to think straight, was my wife really offering to show her pussy to my mate?
"Well, ok then," Dave said with a grin, "I'll pay you for a flash of your hot little slit, but for twenty quid I wanna see your pretty tits aswell."
I heard Shelly giggle excitedly then she chirped, "ok," and Dave took out his wallet and put a twenty on the table beside him.
Shelly moved a little closer to him and put her hands on her hips, "there you go then Dave," she said, "you paid for it, it's all yours."
Dave sat up, bringing his face close to my wife's pussy, then placed his hands on her golden thighs and slid them up to her hips.
Shelly smiled that naughty smile I sometimes see, as Dave hooked his fingers into the elastic of her little panties and slowly slid them down to her knees, revealing her hot little pussy to his eyes.
She wriggled her legs to let them slip to the floor then said, "you have two minutes Dave, would you like me to pose for you?"
Dave just nodded as he feasted his eyes on her perfectly trimmed pussy and Shelly stepped back and took off her t-shirt in one go, showing us she wasn't wearing a bra as her perky breasts bounced free.