First of all I want my readers to know that all of my stories were written for fun. So I hope that they are read for the same purpose. Please enjoy!
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My friend Kerry calls midday on Friday and tells me that he would like to come over and hang out. But he has to work late tonight so he might not make it. After explaining that my wife has been talking about drinking tonight at the house and that she has been very flirty all morning, he says that he can't promise anything but he will try to get done early and head over late tonight. I tell my wife that Kerry might try to make it tonight for some drinking but that he can't promise anything.
My friend Kerry and I have been talking lately about a fantasy that I have had since I got married. Even though my wife has a very good sense of adventure, she just doesn't like naked pictures of her to be taken. I cannot for the life of me figure out why and she never explains. My second fantasy is to see her with another man and she has alluded to the fact that she would be willing in the right situation.
My wife's name is Alice and we have been married for about six years. She is 36 with lovely curly black hair and her long legs and cupcake ass drive me absolutely wild in a pair of black fish net stockings. She wears a 34D on most occasions, but when she wants to push them up and out she fills out a 34c very nicely. I could tell that tonight was one of those nights.
About ten o'clock we are sitting in the living room with a nice fire going. My wife is finishing her 5th tequila strawberry daiquiri and I would say that one more and I can call her drunk. I have had a couple gin and tonics and I am feeling pretty relaxed. I can see a pretty devious smile on her face as she sets down her empty glass and just then the front porch light comes on. Kerry opens the door and kicks the snow off his boots. Alice stands up and say's, in a voice probably louder than she had intended, "You made it!"
Once his boots are off and he sets his bag down beside the couch Alice makes her way stumbling only once over to him and gives him the customary two kisses on the cheeks. He can feel the heat from her drunken face and the heat of her back on his hands that was turned towards the fireplace. "OK, let's do shots" you say, enthusiastically. We agree that that would be fun and I stand up heading to the kitchen to get shot glasses and the tequila.
Alice sits back down on the floor where she was and pats the floor to her right for Kerry to come and sit down. "So you finished everything you needed to get done early huh?" She asks conversationally.
"Most of it" says Kerry, "I saved some stuff to keep me busy when I get back on Monday."
"Ahh, good, that means you were eager to come. That's good!" she says with a slight head bob.
Returning from the kitchen with glasses and tequila in hand, I set it all on the table and take a seat. Pouring everyone a shot I raise my glass and say, "What shall we drink to?"
Raising her glass high, my wife says in a sultry voice, "Love may conquer all, but a good fucking works for me." Laughing hysterically and almost spilling our drinks we toast and drink up.
"Pour another round" she says, setting her glass down, "we should play a drinking game, how about truth and dare?"
Kerry and I look at each other wondering what the "and" is for. Seeing our questioning looks Alice explains that you get to ask a yes or no only question and also dare that same person to do something. The person that asked the question only has to take a drink if the person answers the question with a yes and another if the person completes the dare.
Chiming in again she starts the game. "Ok" she says, "Have you and Kerry ever talked about anything that has to do with sex and me?"
My face gets a little red and I say, "Yes".
"Oooooohhh" she says and takes her shot. "Alright, I dare you to give me a foot rub."
"Ha, I can do that." As I scoot a bit closer and take her foot in my hand, she pours herself another shot and drinks it. I take my turn and ask Kerry if he has ever looked at my wife and imagined her naked.
Her face already red from drinking can't get any redder when he says "Yes". I take my shot and think for a second about something to dare him to do.
Remembering that he likes to give massages, I say, "I dare you to give Alice a shoulder massage."
"Ooooo two massages at the same time, yummy..." she says with a grin. Kerry moves over and sits behind her rubbing his hands together, trying to warm them up first. Then smoothing out her t-shirt he feels her bra straps. Working around them he starts to knead her muscles and her back starts to loosen up. She rolls her head from side to side. I take my second shot and make a frown at the taste.
"Your turn", says Alice while she relaxes at our hands.
Kerry thinks for a second then says, "Alice do you have any birthmarks?"
"Yes" she says, smiling to herself. I smile too knowing where it is.
"I dare you to show me" says Kerry. As if she expected the dare she leans back against his chest and pulls her shirt and bra down over her right breast revealing her nipple and the little birthmark next to it. After he compliments her, she lets her hand linger for a while, leaving her breast exposed. A moment or three later she lets her shirt and bra slide back up and leans forward to hand him one shot, then another.
"My turn" she says, putting his shot glasses back on the table while he resumes his shoulder massage. With a wicked grin on her face, she looks at me and says, "do you want Kerry to move his massage to my chest?"
I can't help but get a huge smile on my face before I say "Yes".
She reaches forward and gets herself two shots and leaning all the way back onto his chest again she says, "I'm switching my dare to Kerry. I dare you to move your massage down." She downs one shot and waits for his hands. Kerry keeps kneading, but starts to work the muscles over her shoulders and down to her upper chest. She drinks the second shot and I reach over and set them both on the table.
Forging ahead Kerry massages around the sides of her breasts feeling the underwire of her bra, and then cupping them both in his hands he pulls up and squeezes, feeling their weight and form. Alice's head leans back and she closes her eyes. I can see the smile on Kerry's face as he uses his thumbs to massage over the top of my wife's breasts and finds her now hard nipples poking through her bra and shirt. He gently swirls around them and motivates them to get even stiffer.