Jen entered her house with Chris following closely behind. The alcohol was wearing off a little and she felt an uneasy feeling growing in her stomach. How was she going to explain this to her husband, Luke?
It was just a couple of drinks and some light-hearted fun, but as Jen opened the door and tried to smile at her husband waiting in the foyer, she began to doubt herself.
"This is Chris, my co-worker," she stammered to Luke, "and I was... well, we were talking about you and maybe I was bragging a little, but... god, this sounded much better at the bar..."
Jen stood for a moment, pegged between the curious stares of Luke and Chris, trying to remember the conversation before she finally gave up and blurted out,
"Chris has never gone down on his girlfriend and I told him that you are the best and I guess I thought maybe he might learn something if... he was going to watch, that's all, I swear..."
Without looking, Jen knew Luke's face had turned red and he was angry and embarrassed that his wife of five years had brought home some co-worker, some kid who couldn't be more than 20 years old, whom she had only known for a couple months.
Chris stood by the door, nervously awaiting the reaction of Luke, who although he was not very tall, was extremely muscular with piercing grey eyes. Luke breathed in deeply and turned his gaze towards Jen. He took her by the arm and led her to the living room and onto the couch with a little shove. Out of earshot of the current company, Luke whispered gruffly in Jen's ear,
"You've surprised me," he said, "but I'm going to give you what you want. I admit I was a little embarrassed, but now it's your turn."
Chris was reaching for the doorknob to leave when he heard Luke's voice.
"I apologize for my wife," Luke called out, cooly, "This is no way to treat our guest; please do come in."
Despite his unease, Chris's curiosity got the better of him and he entered the living room to see Jen sitting on the couch, eyes averted with cheeks blushing crimson. She was already a little embarrassed, but couldn't help noticing that she was growing a little wet with excitement as well. Although she and her husband were very intimate, she had never been watched.
"I understand you are here for a lesson," Luke grinned and positioned an arm chair near the end of the couch for Chris to sit in.
"Well honey," Luke turned to Jen, "shall we get started? Take off your pants."
Jen hesitated for a second of disbelief before unbuttoning her pants. As she bent over and pulled them down Luke turned her around so that Chris had a full view of her round ass, thanks to a insubstantially lacy blue thong.
"Now your shirt," Luke ordered, and as Jen pulled her shirt over her head exposing her perky breasts (she hadn't worn a bra), she could nearly feel the two pairs of eyes tracing every curve of her exposed body. She was feeling quite hot and was surprised to see Luke's eyes hungry with desire for her. He seemed only more turned on having someone there to see his wife.
"Let's begin then," Luke said. With his hands on Jen's shoulders, he gently leaned her back against the couch. He slid his hands over her collarbones and down to her tits, squeezing them a little harder than normal -- no, a lot harder, she realized -- and quickly pinched her nipples, making her gasp.
"Lesson One," he said, "Listen for clues; a good woman is easy to read."
