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This is another story concerning a pet peeve of mine - married women who claim that the flirting with other men that they do is harmless and the hubby gets unreasonably jealous. In this one the wife's flirting is not continuous, but sporadic and has a bit of a different purpose. Still, it is problematic for the husband.
I did throw in some sex, for my perv pals, not a lot, but some. This one got a little long on me, sorry. I was going to break it into two chapters, but Lit's 35 character limit for a title wouldn't let me add a "Ch. 1 or 2" to the title and I didn't want to change it, so here's my longer than usual tale, I do hope you still enjoy.
I wish to thank the following Lit members for their invaluable assistance in making my story more readable: dragonmann72; andy771877; Ted L.
Thank you,
fritz51
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Chapter One
She was at it again, dressed in Daisy Duke Shorts and a halter top chatting up Ben from marketing, whose wife was not in attendance. They were seated at a picnic table situated away from the main group of people that were at Franklin Park for a company picnic. They didn't see Dean Brown as he approached his wife of 7 years and his co-worker that was the current beneficiary of her little game.
Kacie Brown, his wife, loved to tease men. Yes, it was a hot summer Friday afternoon, and many of the women were wearing shorts and tops appropriate for hot weather. Her attire for this event was no accident and would have been more appropriate on a younger, unattached female, than on a married, supposedly faithful wife. Kacie always wanted to have the other women one upped in the sexy department so that she drew the most male attention, without gaining slut status.
Her top was concealing her full c-cup tits, but not by much. With no bra, the male recipient of her daring would be laser focused on them in hope that something would happen. Would she lean over, or would a gust of wind present a coveted gaze at what should only be seen by her husband.
Her shorts were slit up her thigh and tight enough in front to display a hint of camel toe. Naturally, part of her game was to wiggle around so that the mark had trouble deciding where to stare, would the boobs pop out first, or would a precious peek at her pussy entertain her prey. Most of the time neither of these two things would happen, she was careful, however, if the guys drafted her into a volley ball game, who knew what might happen with all of that jumping around. Oops?
At least 4 or 5 men at Dean's company had been targeted by her at some company function in the past and knew the score. They were onto this game, a couple had been able to cop a little feel of her butt, while dancing or playing some game, but no one had ever been able to get her naked, let alone fuck her. A few times an extra twist, or her forgetting not to bend over, provided a look at her charms, albeit briefly. They also knew that her actions were a thorn in her husband's side. They had witnessed Dean more than once drag her away from whatever event was being held.
These co-workers also knew that Dean wasn't a guy to be messed with, but they couldn't help looking, especially when she seemed to enjoy showing off so much. A few of them attempted to isolate her, but still be in position to spot Dean before he got too close to catch them doing something that might earn a sock in the jaw. They felt that if she was away from her husband and, or the crowd, she might just give them a little extra and allow her attributes to be admired.
While these men knew her flirty games, they did not know her true objective, which was to stir up her husband. Dean knew, because this action had sparked several arguments between him and his wife over the years. He knew, but he didn't like it. Kacie would defend herself, saying, "I'm only having fun, just doing a little 'harmless flirting' and that you shouldn't get so jealous. Come on, I would NOT, NOT EVER have any kind of sex, with any of these guys, you are my man."
She played her game very well and won nearly every time, because she usually knew when to change the target from some guy, to Dean. She would then tease and use all of her feminine charms on him until he would rush her home, to have his satisfaction.
Kacie was a world class seductress, saying something like, "Come on baby, I'm all worked up. I need it: I need your big cock. Let me suck it for you, I know you want to fuck me," all the while giving him "fuck me eyes."
She would bare her breasts, or unzip her pants while continuing the seduction, "I want you. How do you want to take me tonight? Bend me over and give it to me good? Come on baby, fuck me. Show me that you're my man."
Early in their relationship her seduction efforts normally worked on Dean, her power to get men to submit to her desires was awesome. He would take her in the manner that she wanted, sex with Kacie was not something that he complained about. As her games became bolder, Dean's resistance to her manipulations grew stronger.
The most daring things that she had done was when there was drinking involved. While dancing at a Christmas party and her having too much to drink; Dean witnessed her allowing some guy to get a little ass grab, then ground her crotch on a different guy's leg. That night, her seductions on Dean didn't work, he was angry at her and a heated argument consumed the car ride home, they slept in different rooms.
He was confident that she'd never done anything any worse than that, and never had any type of sex with anyone since they had been together. This confidence in the activities that she had not taken did not prevent the occasional heated discussion between them over the actions that she had.
That day, at the picnic Dean stayed back, near the pavilion, where he could observe without them spotting him. This occasional game of Kacie's, was becoming more and more tiresome for him, and he decided that he wanted to see just how far she would go, if he didn't intercede.
Kacie, on the other hand, enjoyed her game and always believed that she had it totally under control. But this day was a bit of a problem, she believed that Dean was late, having not seen him silently approach her position. She thought,
"Damn it, Dean, where the hell are you? Ben saw me sitting up here alone and he's going to try his luck. I'll have to be careful to not let him get too far."
Because she didn't know Dean was already there, she was torn between feeding her ego by allowing some of Ben's likely advances and putting a halt to Ben paying attention to her with Dean not being there.
Kacie and Ben were talking low, and Dean had to move somewhat closer to be able to hear them. There was a wall that hid the garbage bin outside of the pavilion which would allow an unobserved passage to a closer spot to spy. Dean was able to move within hearing range without being spotted.
Ben was telling Kacie how great she looked and that by far, she was the most attractive woman at the picnic. Although concerned that her husband was still not present, she never the less lapped up the praise. Ben was inching closer, trying for a better look down her top, but the unrestricted view that he was hoping for had not appeared.
