"Are you sure you're okay with this?," queried my beautiful 45yo wife.
"Heck, yes," I said. "I am a little nervous…but in a good way. I think this is kind of exciting. I'm surprised
YOU
are not more nervous."
"Oh, I am. But Jack is such a darling. And I think it's so cute that he wants to show me off to his friends," said Iris, as she continued to get ready for her 'date'.
As you may have previously read, I had recently started to 'share' my voluptuous and Rubenesque
HotWife
, with a very courteous, handsome, and mature, 28yo, named Jack. We had '
found
' Jack, using an online service, and he (and even his younger brother, Jason), had enjoyed my wife's sexual prowess, on several previous occasions.
Apparently, Jack had been telling his buddies about the vivacious
MILF
that he had met, but they didn't believe him. Even though they had read about hot, older women, hooking up with younger studs, it was too much for them to envision that
their
lifelong friend was actually lucky enough to have such a relationship.
Despite Jack's athletic
(6'1" and probably 195lbs.)
and
handsome looks
(dark, short-cut hair w/green eyes),
apparently he had never really had any longtime girlfriends. My guess was that he was a lot like me, when I was his age; someone who lusted for older women, never feeling that girls of his own age were nearly as interesting.
Jack had asked my curvy wife
(actually…it was more like a lot of begging in a charming sort of way),
to be his escort at an annual summer party, held at the house of one of his friends. Kent and Jack had been buddies since grade school, and Kent's family had always held a late summer party, and invited scads of people. In recent years, Kent's parents had trusted Kent to host the party himself, as they would be off on vacation. Jack said, although the crowd was mostly 20-somethings, there would be some older folks there, too. Jack knew many of his 'doubting' friends would be in attendance, and he'd score 'major points' if he had my
HotWife
on his arm.
Although a little reluctant, at first, Jack's persistence and my encouragement helped push my
MILF
into accepting. We've never discussed it, but I've always suspected that my
HotWife
had a 'thing' for 20-something guys. In our 4+ years of matrimony (the second marriage, for both of us), I have often caught her watching VH1, alone.
(I'm 'cool' with it; I've even fantasized about taking her to a VH1 'Spring Break', so she can flirt with as many college studs as her heart desires.)
I could tell Iris was excited to go, but she also insisted that I tag along in the background. That was fine with Jack, and he said Kent would be cool with it, too; I'd arrive at the party a little later than those two, and hangout and observe.
As my
MILF
got dressed, I started to get very turned on. Iris wore a long jean skirt, with a slit in the back, and a zipper than ran up the entire front. She had it unzipped to knee level. My
HotWife's
pretty red toenails contrasted nicely against the white straps of her 3", wedge, espadrilles, that had straps that wrapped around her ankles several times, before being tied in a bow. Over the straps, Iris had already put on her silver anklet, that fittingly said '
MILF
'. For her top, my
HotWife
put on a red, satin halter (tying around the neck), with a large keyhole in the front, giving fabulous glimpses of her 38FF cleavage. The halter had a very low back, and the bottom of it flowed over the top of her jean skirt.
She looked absolutely fabulous. Her long, dark brunette, hair danced on her bare shoulders, and her tanned back was mostly exposed, displaying the all-over tan that she'd been working on this summer.
(When Iris tans, she looks like she's from the Mediterranean; very olive skinned)
But, as gorgeous as my 'Red, White, & Blue' dressed wife looked, I was most stunned by the fact that she was braless, and her naked breasts were pressed firmly against the satin fabric that encased them. .
"Honey……you're going braless?" I stammered.
"Uh-Huh," my
MILF
said with a smile, as she continued her make-up.
"But…but…in all the times I've asked you to go braless, you've never agreed," I asked with a quizzical look.
"Well, I want to make Jack's friends jealous," my
HotWife
said with an evil smile. "And I also thought I'd get two for my money, as I thought it'd be quite the tease for you."
I started to imagine how those 20-something boys would be ogling Iris's massive mammaries, as they pressed against the silky, smooth, red satin. It was more than I could stand. I came up from behind her, and reached around to cup her breasts through the thin, silky fabric, and kissed my
MILF's
luscious neck. The feeling of the satin against her breasts, was heavenly. When I tweaked her nipples, she feigned objection.
"Hey, hey, HEY…", my
HotWife
protested as she spun away with a big, beautiful smile. "You're going to muss me up."
As my sexy
MILF
turned to face me, my eyes immediately spied my handiwork; Iris's nipples were rock hard and were very obvious as they pressed against the red fabric.
"Honey…you're going to drive those young boys, wild," I said as I reached out and tickled Iris's erect left nipple.
"I know. I am being bit of a naughty girl, aren't I?" she said with one of her patented devilish smiles.
"Yeah," I said, "but that's one of the reasons I love you," as I gave her a peck on her pretty red lipsticked lips. "I suppose you're also wearing that new thong I got you?"
"Hmmmmm, maybe…" Iris said with her evil grin.
I had recently gotten my
HotWife
a thong that said on the front:
IF YOU CAN READ THIS
you are about to
FUCK ME
I was really hoping my
MILF
was
wearing it, 'cause I couldn't wait to see Jack's expression when he saw it.
When I gave it to her, I playfully said that this thong had to have
a rule
:
There could be
NO
teasing! If she allowed anyone to actually read it, she had to go through with it.
Iris had worn it once before, for our date last weekend. She hadn't told me, and I was pleasantly surprised when she flashed me with it, while we were in the car. It was an incredible turn on for me, and Iris said she got a 'rush' wearing it, knowing that she had just 'flashed' her
invitation
.
As my
MILF
walked around, making her last minute preparations, I noticed the 'girls' were bouncing around, despite being held fairly firmly by the red satin halter.
"How does it feel, walking around braless?" I asked, noticing that the stimulation had re-erected my
HotWife's
nipples.
"It's different. I'm going to have to move
real
slow, and not walk around too much. If you see me get up to dance, you'll know I'm drunk enough that I no longer care if the boys see
'the girls'
jiggling," my
MILF
said with a laugh.
"Well I wouldn't worry. I can't imagine that you're going to have any trouble getting guys to fetch your drinks," I said with a smile.
I looked out the window, and saw Jack had pulled up. Iris was ready to go, and I escorted her to Jack's car. He didn't get to see the 'show' that I had just seen, as my
HotWife
had put a lightweight scarf around her, covering the obviousness of her bouncing boobies.
"Okay, Jack. She's all yours," I said as I gave my gorgeous wife another peck on her lips. "And, if your friends have any doubt that Mrs. C. is a bonafide
MILF
, all they have to do is look at her anklet."
Jack looked down, and caught the silver lettered anklet that said
'
MILF
',
as it dangled on my wife's right ankle. He smiled and said, "Nice anklet, Mrs. C." said Jack. "Okay, Mr. C. We'll see you at the party. Kent's expecting you."
As they pulled away, I could tell that Jack thought my
HotWife
was as '
HOT'
as I thought she looked.
I gave the two of them a good head-start, and then navigated the 20-minute ride to Kent's parents house. When I walked up to the door, I could hear the music from the backyard, and all the other sounds you'd expect to hear at a very large party. The person who opened the door for me, turned out to be Kent. He was a very nice, tall (6'4"?), slim, red-headed young man, and we exchanged pleasantries.
"WOW, Mr. C. Your wife looks incredible. I'm glad you both could make it. Have a good time."
"Thanks, Kent," I said as I made my way to the backyard.
It took me a while to navigate through all of the guests. As I looked around, I was having trouble spotting where my
MILF
was, but then I saw a gaggle of 20-somethings gathered around a chair. Sure enough, there on her 'throne' was my
HotWife
, eagerly being entertained and attended to, by Jack and his friends
(I assumed)
. Iris caught sight of me, across the yard, and gave me a knowing look. With my presence established, I found an empty chair, and sat back to enjoy the show.
Among Iris's friends, she is kind of known as the
'Dear Abby'
of all things sexual. One of her friends once held a 'sex-toys-party', and Iris said she had to answer questions for her more novice friends. I've always known her to be quite self-assured in any 'sexually charged' setting, and I was not surprised to see my
HotWife
enrapture her young and adoring fan club.
I could tell by what was happening that some of the topics of conversation were her anklet and her tattoos
(a dragon on the neck and a fairy on her lower back).
The scene seemed quite sexually charged. My
MILF
was sitting with her legs crossed and exposed by the slit in the jean skirt. Her buxom breasts jiggled and teased every time she laughed
(she had removed her scarf),
and her marvelous cleavage was on prominent display any time she bent over. Jack let his friends monopolize Iris's attention, as he stood towards the back of them. He looked over and saw me, and gave me a proud smile and nod.
The 'boys' were quite respectful, and quite gentlemanly. They made sure my beautiful
MILF