About a year ago my husband Mike and I went to a Pistons/Bulls game. We decided to hang out around the players' buses to try and get some autographs. As we were waiting we noticed a security guard escort 3 young girls to the bus entrance.
My husband said, "Bullshit! Why do they get to see Williams?"
I laughed and replied, "Because they are young and beautiful."
"I'm sure you could get in with no problem. Not only are you much more beautiful but your breasts are fuller, your ass is bigger and your legs are much longer."
I was pleased with the compliments and replied, "That is all true but no one would notice with this jacket and jeans on."
A flash of excitement appeared on his face. "You are right. Go to the mall tomorrow and pick something up that will turn some heads."
Although I thought it was weird that my own husband was asking me to dress like a tramp I never turn down an invitation to shop. So the next day I went to the mall and picked out a sexy tight black dress. It was sleeveless, with a square neckline and cut just above mid thigh. I also picked up some 3" black heals and a black clutch hand bag. I had almost left the mall when I realized all I had anymore was boring cotton underwear. I made a detour into Victoria Secret.
A month later the Bulls were playing the Pistons and Mike was getting excited.
He asked, "So did you ever go shopping for something sexy? The game is tonight."
"Yes I did. Let me go get ready."
I took a nice long scented bath and got my hair done up right. After applying my makeup I put on a little perfume. As I walked out to the bedroom I could see in the mirror that Mike was being a little peeping Tom. I had to teach him a lesson.
I slowly pulled the black nylons on and clipped them to my black lace garter. I put the black lace bra on and look down at the black panties. For Mike's transgressions I was going to leave the panties off and see what he does. Pulling the dress over my head I could see a look of desperation on his face. His sexy little wife was going out with out panties!
I stepped into the heals and began walking to the door. Mike quickly scurried away. When I ran into him in the kitchen he was red and flustered but he did not say anything.
"You look amazing honey. We should get going if we want to make the game in time."
I was stunned that he was fine with me wearing no panties. I usually don't pay that much attention at basketball games but tonight I really did not care. All I could think about was someone catching a glimpse of my pussy.
After the game we went back out by the bus. The security guard was watching the group when he saw me. He walked up and said, "John Williams would love to meet you."
I was as flattered as I was terrified. He took me my the hand and opened the gate for me. Mike followed me onto the bus.
The guard helped me up into the bus where a few people were sitting. In the far corner was John Williams himself. He walked over and asked, "Can I get you guys anything to drink?"
I replied, "A glass of wine please. This is my..."
"Brother!" Mike blurted.
I looked at my husband. I suppose if the goal was to get up close and personal with his hero by using me as the carrot, then it probably didn't make sense to out him as my husband.
The bus was packed and there was no where to sit.
John spoke up, "How about you come sit on my lap."
I felt a little uneasy about sitting on another man's lap but I suppose is was relatively harmless.
Everyone was talking and having a good time. John and I had a wide ranging conversation that I really enjoyed. Then he shifted me a little and I could feel his large hard cock pressed up against my ass. It was exhilarating sitting on another man's penis.
My husband began talking basketball with him for a while. Although John seemed to be a little annoyed he counteracted this behavior by placing his hand on my thigh. Surely I thought this would push Mike into a jealous rage but surprisingly he didn't seem to notice. Then John began sliding his hand up to my crotch. When his finger hit my bare pussy a big grin appeared on his face. I'm sure he thought that only bad girls don't wear panties.
It was so bizarre as John began fingering me as they talked about sports. I couldn't tell if Mike was oblivious of what John was doing or he didn't care. His fingers were large and they penetrated deep inside me. Waves of pleasure flowed through my body. He was amazing at this and it did not take long before I came. My body shuttered and as I went limp and leaned into him.
It was probably only at that moment that Mike realized what had just happened. I was embarrassed and I stood up to say that we had to get going. Mike and I did not discuss what happened on the bus on the way home.
Two months later Mike mentioned that the Pistons were playing this Saturday and that I should go get something sexy. I idea of snuggling up to John again excited me greatly but I was unsure how Mike felt or what we were doing. I went out and picked up a sexy tight red cocktail dress that had one shoulder strap and a asymmetrical hem. I also picked up some sexy red thong panties and a matching red strapless bra.
The night of the game I was getting ready and put on the garter belt, stockings, panties and bra. I was admiring myself in the mirror when Mike walked into the room.
My husband said, "Wow. You look amazing honey. But that dress is so tight I think it would look much better without the bra."
