Charlene was aching to show her tattoo to some guys. She did not want to show off to anybody she knew because they were all married and she was afraid the wives would get mad if they found out. I was hesitant to give her too much encouragement because after the episode in the tattoo parlor, I was afraid she might lose control and do more than show her tattoo. She assured me that would not happen. Then one night she told me that she had displayed her tattoo to a sales clerk while she was trying on swimming suits. She tried on a thong and asked the guy how he thought she looked in it. He commented on her tattoo, asked her all about it and this seemed to satisfy her. Actually I knew this was just the beginning. I was still fantasizing about her doing somebody else while I watched and I decided to just wait. I was sure the opportunity would present itself before too long.
About a month later we were invited to a birthday party at a local bar. We arrived early and stayed late. We both had too much to drink. As it got late, the crowd in the bar changed and a lot of people I did not know filled the bar. Charlene was having a good time talking to people she hardly knew. I noticed that she seemed to be especially engrossed in a conversation with a group of guys at a table on the other side of the bar. Her back was to me and there was a small partition between her table and an empty table.
I thought it would be fun to listen in on her conversation so I took a fresh drink and moved into position behind her. The guys she was talking to did not know either one of us so they did not recognize me. Charlene was busy talking and was none the wiser. It was hard to hear, but I began to pick up bits and pieces of the conversation. They were trying to talk her into showing them her tattoo. She was wearing a pair of tights that zipped up the back. I loved her to wear those tights because it really showed off her ass.
She had a great ass. Despite being in her 40's, her ass was still firm without any sag. Charlene explained to the guys that she was not wearing panties and would not drop her tights to show her tattoo. The guys were hooting at the mention of no panties, but Charlene stuck to her guns. I went back to the bar and Charlene joined me shortly after that. On the way home, she told me that she almost showed her tattoo to a group of guys but she was not wearing panties and was afraid if they got sight of her shaved pussy she might not get away from them. The thought of her fucking those guys made me so hard I almost came in my pants. Charlene was wetter than hell when we got home, so I figured the whole thing had turned her on as well. We fucked long and hard when we got home.
In the next couple of weeks, I was obsessed with the thought of Charlene fucking other guys. I decided that my patience had run out. I didn't care any longer if she fucked friends or strangers. I just wanted to see her putting out. I approached my good friend, Larry, and over a couple of beers told him the whole story. I explained how Charlene had gang fucked the tattoo artist and his assistants and how Charlene was aching to show off her tattoo. I asked him if he would help me set it up so that Charlene got gang banged while I watched. But I told him that I did not want her to know I was watching because I was not sure she would go through with it in my presence.
Larry confided in me that he had always wanted to get in Charlene's pants and would be very happy to set it up. How many guys did I want to fuck Charlene? I told him to keep it small, four or five this time. We decided that we might be able to pull it off at the annual Christmas party at a mutual friend's house. He always invited a lot of strangers and had a big house. It would be easy to sneak away from his wife long enough to set it up and see what would happen. He asked me if I wanted it filmed. I did not tell Larry about the video of Charlene and the tattoo artist. I told him that would be a great idea.
The night of the party came. Charlene was dressed in thigh high black stockings, a tight red skirt, a cashmere sweater that really showed off her tits and high heels. Underneath she wore frilly sheer white panties. I was in love. I could not have chosen the outfit better if I had scripted the whole thing. I had a couple of drinks with Charlene when we arrived at the party to get loosened up. I excused myself to go to the restroom and found Larry. He told me that everything was set up in an upstairs bedroom which was away from the crowds. The door was locked. He gave me a key and told me to take up a position in one of the closets about an hour from now.