Maybe it was the wine, and/or the conversation, but when the women were off in the kitchen, I was going to test the water a little. So, I dared Tim to streak through the living room naked when then hot vixens returned, thinking he would just laugh it off and tell them what I asked. Upon their return, Tim excused himself into the bathroom. A couple of minutes later, we heard the toilet flush, and then, alas, here comes Tim stripped down to nothing but a smile. My wife saw him first coming down the hallway and had this jaw-dropping gasp on her face. By the time she realized what she saw, Tim had made it to the door of the garage. I am not sure or not if my wife knew her hand had dropped into the hem of her sexy, short skirt when she asked "what just happened?" I was rather intrigued that she was so "bothered", but I, too, was impressed with Tim's manhood. He had to be about 7 or 8 inches and not fully hard yet, although he was not very thick. He shadowed my 5 and a half inches in length, but I was almost 3 times as thick. Tim returned to the living room and sat down between my wife and Shelby without bothering to retrieve his clothes. Katie's eyes never left his cock, and her hand was climbing farther into her skirt (I still think unconsciously). The whole time, Shelby's eyes were shifting between my girth in my pants and my eyes.
I made a lame excuse to go into the garage for a snack tray and walked off, with a raging stiffy from seeing my wife's response to Tim's spontaneous streak-through. It took me a couple of minutes to make my decision, but I had to convince myself that Tim should not be the only one to be naked. So, I stripped down and came back through the house towards the hallway. Again, I think they all were caught off-guard. I could not help but to lock onto Shelby's sexy stare. Imagine my shock when my knee caught the corner of the coffee table and threw me off balance. I stumbled, did a header, and ultimately ended between the knees of Tim.
In my mind, it was an eternity, but in reality, it was not more than 20 seconds. There I was, eye-to-eye with Mr. Shanker, and laughing hysterically with the others at my misfortune. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my wife send her hand full into her slit and go wild in a frenzied attack while everybody regained their composure. Unintentionally (I think), when I tried to get up, my face moved forward and touched Tim's throbber, leaving a trail of precum on my cheek and lips. Shelby immediately moved in to lick it, but I got to some before she did. I was pleasantly surprised by the sweetness of another man's spunk. Shelby then moved over to my wife and pulled her hand from the sloshing slot and licked it clean. I could not believe how dripping wet her hand had become in a matter of minutes. She was in such a heightened state of arousal, she immediately cried out for us all to move to our bed. She had never before even mentioned anything remotely wild like this, so imagine what this slutty behavior is doing to my pole.