Connie and Warren had been married for several months. Both having had very adventurous sex lives, there was a never-ending supply of ideas between them to keep things fresh and exciting. She had taken quite an interest in his favorite hobby, softball, while they were dating which led to a wonderful experience they shared out on the pitcher's mound. After that, she was hooked. She always liked to dress provocatively and show off her exquisite body to anyone who would look. Warren noticed how people watched her and loved every second of it.
The regular summer season was quickly drawing to an end when an idea came to Warren that would quickly change their relationship. He had always loved to see Connie play for him. Nothing turned him on like the sight of her in absolute pleasure. Deep down there was always a desire to see his woman with another man, but he never voiced that to another soul. None of his past girlfriends had ever seemed to be the type who would agree to it.
It all started when several of the guys from the team decided to stay after the last game of the tournament and have a few beers. Connie was not much of a drinker so she naturally volunteered to drive to the store to get the guys more beer. As she walked to the truck, one of the guys made a comment that inspired Warren.
"Damn man, just take a look at that ass," Chuck remarked.
Warren laughed and watched the others all agreeing with Chuck. He took a sip of his beer and decided there was no time like the present to bring it up.
"Ya know Chuck... you should feel it when she comes back" Warren casually replied.
Chuck nearly choked on his beer as he heard it. His eyes widened as he cocked his head curiously. Everyone got quiet as they watched the two.
"Are you serious man?" Chuck inquired.
"Yeah. Seriously. When she comes back tell her, you want a feel. I am sure she will let you see just how amazing her ass really is. I don't mind at all," he said with a confident smile.
They all seemed shocked but the idea was more than Chuck could resist. They sat on the bleachers basking in the warm evening breeze. The red Dodge pulled into view as it came down the winding dirt road back to the field. The men all seemed anxious to watch Connie's reaction to the request. She climbed out of the truck, and grabbed the two cases of beer they sent her after.
Her long copper red hair cascaded over her shoulders and spilled down to the soft curves of her chest. She was an amazing beauty. She tossed her head, letting her tresses fall down her back as she approached them. She sat the beer down by the cooler and proceeded to open one of the cardboard cartons.
"Hey Connie" Chuck said with a slightly nervous tone in his voice. "Why don't you bring me one of those cold ones?"
Connie chuckled and stuck her hand into the cooler. She fished around for a moment to find an ice cold one before walking over to him. As she held out her hand, offering him the can he grabbed a handful of her denim-clad ass. The men all broke into a boisterous laughter. Her eyes widened immediately as she looked to her husband. Warren just smiled and nodded to her surprise. Connie relaxed seeing her husband did not mind at all.
"Well hell, if you want a feel why don't you let me pull these down and let you get a real feel," she said as she winked at Warren.
She took a step back and unbuttoned the tight denim shorts. The guys were all entranced as they gawked at the creamy white skin she was revealing. A trimmed tuft of crimson peeked out as she hooked her fingers in the waistband of the shorts and began to peel them down. Warren proudly watched as they ogled his wife. The shorts hit the dusty patch of ground she stood on as she stepped out of them. She turned around, waving her bare behind at Chuck.
His hands quickly latched on to her firm cheeks and gave it a squeeze. She did not pull away from his grasp. His rough hands felt so good on her warm skin. Knowing that all the men were now desiring, a touch made her incredibly hot. She looked over her shoulder at her husband. She could see the growing bulge in his shorts as Chuck continued to grope her ass. Warren had never been more turned on in his life than he was right now.
"Anyone else wanna feel?" she purred in a sultry tone.
"Hell yeah. I wanna feel" George quickly spoke up.
He stood up and moved over to where she stood. She turned away from him and bent forward slightly, sticking her perfect round ass at him. He caressed her cheeks for a moment before he let his fingers slide dangerously close to tender pink crevice. Slightly startled by it, Connie quickly turned around to face him. Without missing a beat, George's hands landed on her large, ripe breasts. Her nipples were rock hard and poking through the thin fabric that covered them.
Warren stood up on the bleachers and made his way toward his wife. Everyone grew quiet, assuming that he was going to stop this. Instead, he walked behind his wife and smiled. George stepped back, only to see the pale blue tank top that Connie wore peeled off her luscious body. All eyes now fixed on the fleshy tanned globes and their candy pink centers.
"Go ahead. Give them a proper feel now," he laughed as he tossed her shirt onto the bleachers.
George began to tenderly palm her beautiful breasts once again. He stared into her eyes as his fingers traced over the flesh. He could feel the goose bumps rising on her skin as his fingers moved closer to her nipples. He gave the distended nub a gentle pinch, twisting it slowly. Her eyes widened as her lips parted. A soft gasp escaped.
Warren leaned up against her back. Connie could feel his erection through his shorts as it pressed firmly against her ass. He brushed her hair away from her ear as he turned her head toward him slightly. His breath was hot on her skin as he whispered.
"I bet you are dripping wet right now aren't you?"
