"What time will Brian arrive today?" Nicka asks as she is drying herself off from her shower.
Brian is a college buddy of mine. He lives in South Carolina and Nicka and I live in up state New York but because of business, we get the opportunity to see each other a number of times a year. He's married to Kim, his college girlfriend, who also has a wild streak. On a number of occasions I have seen Kim naked and since college we have always flirted innocently. There have been times when alcohol was involved that the flirtation increased but no lines were ever crossed. It all became the dynamic of my friendship with Brian and Kim. We are family.
When Nicka came into the picture, she and Kim became great friends and she accepted Brian's flirtations as part of our playful friendship. But again, no lines were ever crossed. We are all just great friends. But secretly I know that Brian would love to push the boundaries with my shy innocent wife.
Nicka is in the adjoining bathroom to our master bedroom and I can see her nude body from behind. Her ass is red from the heat of the shower. She swipes the fog from the mirror so she can see herself. I see the reflection of her wet breasts bounce in the swiped jagged mark she made in the mirror and her dark nipples are erect from the coolness of the bathroom. The mist swirls around her body as she continues to dry herself off. I watch her and she is irresistible.
"He should get here in the late afternoon. Right before we go out for dinner." I say, as I'm admiring the dark curls of her black hair that suddenly gets swept up in her towel—twisted, rolled and placed on top of her head. Her arms are raised and her tits are perky and bouncing to the rhythmic movements of her body.
I'm in the bedroom getting dressed while watching her. I can never get enough of Nicka. I can spend the day watching her. It's my slow burning foreplay that leads to our passionate love making at night. She knows this and shakes her head with that brilliant smile that tells me that she thinks I'm nuts and incorrigible.
"Where are we going for dinner?" She asks.
"That new martini bar that you keep talking about."
"Brixton's?" She asks excitedly.
"Yes, what do you think?"
"Of course, I'd love to." She says.
"Great. Wear something hot. I want to show my baby off."
"Brian will be with us." She says smiling.
"Good, give him something to gawk at."
"He'll gawk even if I wear a turtle neck sweater. I don't know who is the bigger pervert, you or Brian." She says. "But, listen, I don't want to drink too much. I'll wake up in the middle of the night and I won't be able to fall back asleep. I'm too tired babe."
"Well, have a few drinks, don't get wasted and then take one of my sleeping pills when you get home." The thought immediately sent a thrill through my cock.
"I don't like doing that, babe." She says while getting dressed. She begins putting on her Saturday morning attire, which consists of a pair of sexy tracksuit pants and a t-shirt that fits beautifully. She reaches for her padded bra before I stop her.
"It's Saturday, I don't want your boobs to be hidden in that bra."
"I don't need to be showing off to your best friend." She says but she has that radiant smile that says she knows that it is a losing battle." So she pulled out her bra and panties from Agent Provocateur and when she saw my grin, she knew I approved.
"You're impossible." Nicka said while finishing getting dressed. "Are you happy now? Am I really supposed to walk around like this in front of your best friend?" She asks while holding out her arms and showing me how I'm forcing her to dress?
She looks amazing. The tracksuit pants fit the shape of her body beautifully. It frames her ass curving and disappearing into the two halves of her derrière. She didn't have a lewd camel toe but it followed the shape of her sex. Her tits look amazing. Her sheer lacy bra is powerless to hold back her erect nipples as they poke erotically through the thin fabric of her t-shirt. In the right light, you can actually see the dark cinnamon color of her areolas. Her outfit beautifully shows off the combination of her tight six-pack abs and curvaceous lines of her ass and tits. I was certainly happy.
"You look so good I want to take you now." I say as I grab her and begin kissing her.
"She pushes me away and says, later babe. I have to get the house ready. Don't worry, I'll take care of you later." And with that she kisses me and went downstairs.
We got the house in order. Nicka was finishing up with the guest bedroom for Brian when the doorbell rang.
"Leo, how are you?" Brian asked.
"I'm good bro. How was the drive?" I ask as I lead him into the house.
"Fine, usual traffic at the bridge but over all it moved smoothly."
Nicka was walking down the stairs when Brian saw her. "There she is. How are you, beautiful?" He said and moves in for a hug. The hug was tight and playful. Nicka begins laughing.
"I'm fine." Nicka responded. "How's Kim?"
"Kim?" Brian asked puzzled.
"Your wife!" Nicka said and smacked him playfully on the chest.
"She's fine. She's happy to get rid of me for the weekend although angry that I'm getting away to buy another vintage car.
"Is there enough room in your garage?" I ask.
"For this vette, I would make the room if I didn't have it. But I have the space." He said as his eyes wandered over Nicka. "I want it, so I have to have it."
"Are you still talking about the car?" Nicka playfully asks and shoves Brian away.
"Now that you mention it, I'm not sure." Brian says while grinning. "But, seriously, thanks for letting me crash here, instead of having to stay in a hotel."
"Please, not a problem, I wouldn't have it any other way. Are you hungry, Bro? We're going to this new restaurant that makes the best Martinis in town. It's new and getting awesome reviews."
"Sounds great." Brian says. "When are we leaving?"
"Well, lets put your stuff away and then you can get ready. No rush though." I say as I take his bags to the guest room.
Brian unpacks his stuff and changes for dinner. Before coming downstairs, he goes to the computer in the room and logs on and checks his email. As he is about to log off, he impulsively checks the history on the computer. In the history he notices a Flickr photostream search for "shywifeshows." He quickly clicks on the history link and up comes these incredible photos a beautiful woman. The pictures are all cropped so that you can't see the woman's face.
Something about the woman reminds Brian of Nicka. Brian, clicks off the page, but he is so excited with this find that he will have to go back to "ShyWifeShows'" flickr photostream to take a closer look when he is in the privacy of his own home.
"If that is actually Nicka," Brian thinks to himself, "I have struck gold." Brian has stumbled across awesome jack off pictures of this gorgeous innocent woman unbeknownst to Nicka or her husband.
"I can't believe Nicka would allow her pictures to be posted." Brian thought to himself. "What else is there to find out about this young beauty?"
Nicka, in typical fashion takes another shower and then changes into a sexy spaghetti strapped black dress that stops above her knees and shows just enough of her bosom to make her chic and sexy. She again wears another pair of Agent Provocateur panties including black hose that were held in place by a sexy garter. She foregoes her bra because she doesn't want the straps to show. She finishes off her outfit by spraying on her perfume. She looks amazing. I also change into something more suitable for dinner and we then head downstairs.
When Nicka comes down stairs, Brian playfully professes his love for her as we ready to leave for the restaurant.
Dinner is lively. The three of us are catching up on all of our current events. There is a lot of laughing and teasing. The drinks are being consumed fast. Nicka is enjoying herself so much she isn't paying attention to the amount of cosmos she is consuming. Brian and I are on our fourth martinis as we are finishing our meals.
After the meal we move to the bar and continued drinking. Nicka's cheeks are flushed from the alcohol. The music is bunch of 70's Glam, like David Bowie, Roxy Music and T Rex. Nicka is in her element. She wants to dance so she and I hit the dance floor and are having a blast. I notice Brian keeps drinking and is watching us; watching Nicka, really.
"Maybe you should invite Brian out for a dance." I said.
"Does he dance?" Nicka asks doubtfully.
I shrug my shoulders not knowing the answer.
"Ok, if you don't mind." Nicka said.
"No, its fine, babe."