John smiled absently at another remark from Mike that had Betty cackling. He looked at her. She was really letting herself go and John found this extremely flirtatious behavior of his wife both irritating and exciting. John, 28, and 27-year-old Betty had moved into the neighborhood about six months ago and had soon become quite thick with Mike and Marjorie, their next-door neighbors. Both Mike and Marge were 33, childless and very easy to get along with. Soon, John started to sense that Mike fancied Betty and with time realized, first in anger and then curiously, with excitement, that Betty liked Mike's attention.
He had happened upon the two of them either talking across the fence or sitting around in his backyard chatting. Just last week he had watched them as they had fleetingly held hands.
Then Betty's birthday had dawned and Mike and Marge were invited over for dinner. Betty was dressed in a pair of jeans and a tank t-shirt. Whenever she wore it, John had erotic visions of men sneaking their hands under her tank top to fondle her large tits. She came down the steps with her tits bouncing proclaiming that she had no bra.
The doorbell rang and the two of them moved to the door to welcome their neighbors. Marge was in a flashy top with a plunging neckline, again without any sign of a bra, and tight jeans that literally molded her round buttocks. It was almost as if she had come with an agenda for seduction! The two men shook hands while Marge and Betty cheek kissed. John then ushered Marge into the saloon. Mike followed a good minute and a half later with a slightly flushed look on his face. Betty returned another 3-4 minutes later wearing a broad smile and freshly applied lip gloss. So the two hadn't exchanged just a peck! They must have smooched. John wondered if Betty had slid her tongue into Mike's mouth for him to suck on it like she did with him. He wondered if he had put his hands up her tank top to feel and caress her tits and puckered niples. He stopped himself as he found himself getting a hard on.
The women got busy fixing the meal and setting the table while the men attacked a bottle of Black Label. In the space of the next 15 minutes or so, Mike had found at least 3 or 4 opportunities to touch Betty. And to John's discomfort, Betty was loving all of it. In fact, even as he watched, Mike patted her buttock, whispered something in her ear at which she giggled.
Mike returned and catching John's look said, "You really have a sexy wife, John." John smiled, uncertainly. "I know." John had an inkling where this was leading up to and did not know how to react. "Can I be very honest with you?" John also realized that Mike was quite high. "I think I am very attracted to her ... sexually." He stopped and stared at John who just stared back.
Emboldened by John's lack of approbation, he smiled and raising his voice and his glass at Betty at the table, said, "You have an absolutely knock out body, Bets." Oh, so it was 'Bets' already. Betty looked at him, giggled and said, "Really!" She then turned around and vigorously twitched of her lovely, round buttocks at the two men.
Her act seemed to galvanize Mike for he rose and advanced on her. Betty stood her ground, smiling at him. He went and put his arm around her hips.
"Quite an armful, eh John," said Mike, pulling Betty closer to him and John noticed that Betty did not mind the contact at all; in fact she was pressing herself snugly into him. And then she put her arm around Mike.
Marge returned from the kitchen with a dish, glanced at the Mike and Betty and remarked, "Now, Mike, stop pawing poor Betty right in front of her husband" with which she placed the dish on the table and turned to the door throwing over her shoulder, "Going round the corner."
"So," said Mike giving Betty another squeeze, "what are you giving me for your birthday?" John saw his hands leave her shoulder and drop behind her and was sure that Mike was now caressing his wife's luscious buttocks; kneading her cheeks, running his finger down her slit. Or may be, he was working his hands inside the top of her jeans to feel and caress her naked arse!
