Once a week my husband has his friends over. Usually they play poker but sometimes they sit and watch a big game on T.V. Being a loving and obedient wife, I try to have anything they may want ready, beer, snacks, sandwiches, you name it.
Lately he's had me serving them in short-shorts and a bikini top. It adds to the mood of the game, he says. I don't mind. I've always thought it was fun to tease and flirt, showing enough cleavage or ass to see their pants strain. I bend over to place drinks, letting them get a real good look at my FF knockers, nipples pushing at their restraints. Or when I drop something on the floor, I turn and bend, showing ass and lips to those who want to see. It's all harmless and it makes me feel sexy.
We usually have the wildest sex after such an evening. He tells me how he watched his buddies stare at my chest or butt, watching them get hard-ons, knowing what they want to do to me. It turns me on to think about other men wanting me, taking me at their will, as they please. Then, when he's done telling me about his fantasies of me and his friends, my husband fucks me long and hard, like he has to prove himself, or remind me who I belong to.
After one of our recent, really hot matings he told me he had taped what we had just done. That just got me all wet and hot again, thinking of 'exhibiting' myself like that, and I made love to him again, bringing him up by mouth, then having him ram it up my ass. Man was he good!!
This past week on game night the guys arrived as usual to watch the pregame show. I served them all beers and left some snacks with them, then went to the kitchen to read until they needed something. A few minutes had passed when I heard cheers and whooping. The game had already started? A little while later I got a beer call and went to the frig to get four more to take out to them.