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.