We were drinking. Julie was getting a little tipsy and was flirting with Tom. It was just the three of us in our living room.
I told Julie that we were going to play a little game. She said "What? Strip poker?" and then laughed. I told her no, something different. I took one of her scarves and told her that I was going to blindfold her. That was all. She got a quizzical look on her face and said OK.
So, I blindfolded her. We then sat on either side of her on the couch and just continued talking. It was funny to watch as, even though she couldn't see us, she turned her head from sided to side as she talked to us, and listened to our replies. It was like she could see us, when I knew she couldn't.
As we talked, I started running my hand down her arm. She loves physical contact like that. Just light tracings on her skin. I winked at Tom and he started doing it also. We worked her shoulders, her hair and the sides of her face. She leaned back on the couch and stretched her legs out in front of her, telling us how great it felt, as she sipped her wine.
We continued our conversation, and our stroking, with Tom following my lead. With my left hand, I stroked her arm and shoulder. Then, I took my right and started stroking her leg below the hem of her sundress. When Tom followed suit on her other leg Julie jerked a little bit at the initial contact, but then lay back again and let us continue stroking her legs.
Next I worked my hand down toward the inside of her thigh. Even though by this time she knew it was coming, she jerked a little bit when Tom followed my lead. The conversation had dropped off by now with Julie just laying back and sipping her wine.
We stroked her thighs, and the further up we moved, the more her knees parted. Even though she was well aware that it was Tom's hand on one of her legs, she made no effort to stop us. By now Tom and I each had our hands alternating from her mound to her knee, slowly and repetitively. As we took turns brushing over her panty-covered lips, Julie gave up any pretense of having a conversation or working on her drink. Her breathing was getting deeper and her cheeks began to look flushed as she lay there soaking it all in.
I asked Tom if her wanted his drink freshened, and he told me sure. So, I took his glass and headed for the kitchen. As I left I saw that Tom was continuing with his stroking of Julie's leg, and had even started stroking both of them. From the doorway I was amazed to see how high up Julie's skirt was and how wide apart she had her knees. There was absolutely nothing in the way of Tom stroking from her knees to her pussy.
Drink refreshed, I walked back into the living room. While I was gone, one of them had pulled the straps of Julie's sundress off her shoulders, and pulled the front down under her tits. Tom was nuzzling Julie's neck as he alternated between stroking Julie's legs and pussy and playing with her tits. I walk in and handed Tom his drink, which he put on the table next to that sofa. Julie said "Honey, would you put this on the table" and handed me her half empty wine glass. So, I put that down there as well.
Julie's breathing was really ragged now. As she sat there blindfolded, you could tell from the way she swayed her legs back and forth that she was really excited. Tom was working on her tits when I sat down beside her, ran my hand up the inside of her thigh and slipped one finger under the elastic on her panties and slid my finger right up to her wet and hot clit. That made her jerk.