My wife Diana and I went to a nature conservation area last spring.
It was a sunny warm day and Diana was wearing thin cotton pants, a thin cotton shirt and no bra. Her breasts and nipples were fairly visible through the shirt. Her cotton pants were also quite sheer and you could see her little white lace panties under the material as well as her long legs. I kept looking at my wife as we walked, thinking how lucky I was to have such a beautiful and sexy woman.
We reached a wooded area and came across a grassy clearing. It was so tranquil....the sun shinning.....a wonderful late spring day.
I heard a noise and realized that a man was standing by the trees on the edge of the clearing, holding a pair of binoculars. He came over to us and told us that that he was an author who specialized in animal and bird books. He said that he was trying to locate and photograph a particularly rare species of bird.
We chatted for a while and I could tell that he was taken in by Diana who was looking very sexy in her thin white pants and shirt. She was oblivious to the fact that she had unbuttoned her shirt far enough that her nipples were now visible and I sensed that the man -- Michael -- was intently concentrating on my wife's body whenever he thought that I wasn't looking.
After a minute or two, he asked Diana if she wanted to look through the binoculars at the nest he was trying to observe. She couldn't focus the binoculars properly so Michael stood behind her as she held the binoculars and tried to focus them for her. I stood next to Michael and watched as he pressed up against Diana's ass, barely covered by her thin pants. He was wearing shorts and I could see that he was getting hard, his bulge clearly visible. I knew that my wife could feel his cock pressed up against her, but she didn't say anything at first; she just wiggled a little and seemed to press back against Michael's cock as if to urge him on.
For half a minute or so (it seemed much longer to me), Michael stood there, pushed up against Diana as she trained the binoculars at the trees. Michael glanced at me and I gently smiled back at him. I put my hand over my cock which was already hard. He saw me rub my cock through my shorts and then, while still pushing against my wife, he began to gently rub the back of Diana's neck.