Newlyweds (Laura meets the friends)
It wasn’t until the following weekend that Laura seemed to perk up at all. Bob called on Friday, to make sure that we were watching the game again that weekend. Laura answered the phone, and though I wouldn’t have invited Bob back, she did eagerly. They talked for a few minutes, mostly Laura listened, and when she hung up she had a huge smile on her face.
So on Sunday morning Bob arrived to watch the game. Laura was in the bathroom showering when I let him in. I was intent on having some kind of conversation with him, telling him off and getting him out of my life forever, but Bob never gave me the chance. Between the distraction of the game and his demeanor I never felt like I could get a word in.
Then Laura came down the hall and into the kitchen. She was wearing a red, cotton tube top and a short, white, cotton skirt. Her hair was back in a pony tail and she had a small amount of make up on. A minute later she came into the living room carrying a couple beers, giving one to me and one to Bob. When she handed the bottle to Bob she bent over in front of him, providing him a clear and lengthy view of her cleavage.
She returned to the kitchen and a few minutes later came out with a tray of snacks for the two of us. As she set the tray down on the table she bent over in front of Bob, giving him a good view up her skirt as she positioned the tray on the table. When she stood up both of them were smiling, and then she said, “I forgot napkins!”
Rushing off to the kitchen her skirt flapped up a bit, giving a brief glimpse of her ass. Then she returned with napkins, and in the same fashion as the tray, set them on the table. I noticed that she lingered longer than necessary in her bent over position, giving Bob a long look at her legs and whatever was beneath her skirt.
That was when the doorbell rang. "Oh, I’ll get that", she said speeding off to the front door causing her skirt to fly up again. I wasn’t certain, but I thought she wasn’t wearing panties. Three men came in the front door, greeted happily by my wife. Though I didn’t know them exactly, I recognized them from the building. Bob introduced us all.
Given the events of the previous weekend I was a little uncomfortable with these strange men in my house, but what could I say? It was obvious that Laura and Bob had invited them. They took seats around the living room, and we all watched the game. A few minutes later Laura came back with beers for everyone, and one by one handed them out, bending over in the same way she had for Bob. So each guy got a good look down her top, and I got a couple looks at her from behind. Her skirt was short enough that I knew she wasn’t wearing panties, but long enough that I couldn’t really see anything.
For the next half hour she ran back and forth from the kitchen fetching things, snacks, beers, napkins, anything that anyone wanted. Each time she would bend over giving everyone views of her cleavage or her legs, loving the attention. Then Bob asked, “Hey Laura honey, it’s kind of hot in here, could you turn on the ceiling fan for us?”
"Sure", she smiled big as she reached up to tug the chain on the fan. When her arm extended all the way up it was just a little short of the chain, so she stretched up on her toes to reach. The result was her fingers barely grabbing the chain, but her top slipped down and her breasts popped out the top. The position also caused her skirt to ride up so high that everyone could see what she wasn’t wearing underneath. Undeterred though, my wife kept working on the chain until finally she was able to give it a tug and start the fan spinning.
Everyone was staring at her tits though, not caring about the fan anymore, if they did at all. Slowly Laura lowered herself back to her feet and stood for a minute with her breasts hanging out for everyone to see, not trying to hide them at all. Finally she grabbed her top and slipped it back up over her breasts, hiding them away while playfully saying, “Oops.”
I felt relieved once they were safely away, but everyone else frowned. Then Laura ran off to the kitchen blushing. She didn’t stay long though, a few short minutes later and she returned with snacks. Laura was now wearing heels, to go with her skirt and top, and they made her legs look great. Once she’d set everything down Bob asked, “Laura, the fan isn’t going fast enough, could you adjust it for us?”
"Sure", she answered smiling. Again she reached up, and with help from the heels snagged the chain. With her arm stretched out her top slipped down, causing her tits to fall out again. Acting like she hadn’t even noticed that she was flashing the room she tugged the chain once and asked, “How’s that?”
"I think that’s fine honey", I answered wanting her to cover herself. Every guy in the room, except for me, had a hard on bulging against his pants.
Bob jumped in and said, “It’s going to take a bit for the fan to speed up, why don’t we wait and see.” So my wife stayed in that position, with her tits hanging out, for another minute until the fan had settled into its speed. "That should be alright", Bob said.
My wife let go of the fan, tucked her breasts away, and walked out of the room again. For the rest of the game everyone else took turns asking my wife to do things, adjusting the fan, changing the volume on the television, fetching snacks, etc. Laura seemed eager to please and was loving the attention, while I just stewed in my discomfort.
One of the guys asked her to pick something up off the floor, and she bent over to pick it up. As she bent over her skirt slipped all the way up, past her ass, until it was resting on her hips. My wife’s perfect ass was visible, and everyone could clearly see that she wasn’t wearing any panties. That’s when I noticed she’d shaved her pussy at some point. Everyone else noticed too, and that became their favorite thing, to get her to bend over enough that they could see her bare pussy.
No one really watched the game, everyone was trying to hide their erections while eyeing my wife. Finally the game ended, Bob had Laura adjust the fan one more time, and then without putting her tits away she waved everyone goodbye. Only Bob stayed behind. I was shutting the door behind everyone, and when I turned around he was still sitting on the couch, she was standing in front of him, and he had his hands up my wife’s skirt.
"What the hell?“, I yelled once Bob’s friends had left.
"Laura and I made a bet”, Bob replied. My wife only managed a small nod.
"What kind of bet?“, again I was yelling mad.
"I bet her that if she put on a show of herself for a room full of guys that she’d enjoy it. So I’m checking to make sure that I actually won”, with that he pulled a hand out from under her skirt and held up two slick fingers. "Looks like you’re wet as hell", he announced triumphantly.
"What the fuck does that mean?“
"Well if Laura had won that would mean she wasn’t sexually aroused by strange men, and I’d go home quietly.”
"But…“, I asked.
"But since I won, that means your wife is aroused by strange men, and there won’t be much quiet for a while.” Bob looked up at my wife standing in front of him, “Pull down your top and show us your tits.” Laura did with a smile. "Now go stand in front of the window", he ordered. This time she hesitated, our living room window looked out on the courtyard, which meant in the daylight almost the whole building would be able to see her.
Slowly though she crossed the room and, with her back to the window, stepped up to it. "Raise your skirt, and show off your ass.“ Laura did as she was told, pressing her ass into the window. Bob had her pose with her breasts rubbed against the window, her ass stuck out with her pussy pressed to it, and more.
Finally he got up from the couch and crossed the room to stand next to her. "Do you like that?”, he asked. My wife nodded. "Are you horny now?“ Again she nodded. "Do you need to cum?”
"God yes", she breathed.
"Alright, let’s do this then", Bob motioned to me, “Why don’t you come get behind her and make her cum?” He turned Laura so that she was sideways to the window, facing him, and I moved across the room to them feeling lost and out of control. He slowly pushed my wife to her knees, her tits still sticking out the top of her shirt. The window went from floor to ceiling, so everything was still visible.
As I knelt down behind my wife I realized that I didn’t have an erection, everything that had happened had me too upset to be aroused. So I started fingering and licking my wife’s pussy. She was really wet, wetter than I’d ever felt her. There was little response from Laura to my explorations, so when she moaned suddenly I looked to see her face.
Bob’s dick had been freed from his pants, it was as huge as I remembered, and my wife was sucking it as hard and fast as she could. 'Dammit!’, I thought. She was able to keep her mouth on it, sucking up and down as much as she could, while still keeping one hand rubbing the shaft and one hand rubbing his balls.
I pulled away from her pussy to shout a protest, but when I did I realized that I was starting to get hard. Rather than saying something I pulled my dick from my pants and started jerking it. It got hard as I watched my wife suck his dick, at one point licking around his balls while rubbing his dick shaft against her face.
When I was fully hard I shoved my dick inside Laura, fucking her for all I was worth. I was so turned on watching her suck another man’s cock that I exploded almost immediately, emptying my load inside her. She didn’t seem to notice, not even when I withdrew, all of her attention was on Bob’s dick.
So once I was moved out of the way she stood and turned to face the window, Bob pressed her against the glass, and grabbed her hips. With no concern for pleasantness or care he shoved himself inside her, and Laura started moaning immediately. He fucked her against the glass for nearly twenty minutes, and my wife came multiple times. They were so vigorous that she had to grip the window frames for support.
They changed position, doggy style, him lying on the floor, and her lying on the floor. For over an hour they fucked right in front of the window, my wife cumming hard and often, just like the previous weekend. I tried to get involved once, after I got hard again, but Laura just pushed me away and yelled at me. She was obviously annoyed by the distraction.
Finally Bob pulled out of my wife and announced he was cumming, so she wrapped her mouth around his dick and sucked down all of his seed. Then, just to show her he was a good sport, he let her sit on his face as he ate her to another orgasm. All in front of the window. I actually spotted a few neighbors across the way watching from their windows, and ashamed, tried to hide in the dark of the apartment.
It became a routine for us, Bob would come over for dinner during the week, which meant I would sit and eat while they would fuck all over the apartment. Laura loved putting on shows too, in front of the window, with the windows open, and once with the front door open to the hallway of the building. People in the building would always stop and stare. My wife was always loud when getting fucked by Bob, and some people mentioned it to me. Often she would scream lewd things, and some of the older women in the building gave me dirty looks thinking I was responsible or knowing that I wasn’t.
On the weekends Bob and his friends would come over, and my wife always put on a show. She would wear various outfits for them, something that was revealing or would easily slip as she moved. One weekend she wore nothing but a thong and served everyone like that the whole day. Another day all she wore was a white shirt, which kept getting splashed with water whenever she visited the kitchen.
The favorite though was the day she wore a see through bra with sheer stockings,lacy garter, heels, and no panties at all. That was the first day she ever fucked Bob while the others were in the apartment. She came out from the kitchen once and everyone’s dicks were hard. Bob actually took his out of his pants and held it up for her. First she knelt in front of him and sucked it, getting it nice and wet.
Everyone just watched breathless, unable to believe what was happening, but I watched broken and shamed. When his dick was slick from her mouth she knelt over him and rode him right there on the couch. My wife came a couple times, but Bob didn’t. So he led her into the bedroom, and without shutting the door, proceeded to fuck her doggy style on our bed. The game we were supposedly watching was forgotten as everyone watched the sex show through my bedroom door.
Laura just looked over at everyone smiling as Bob plowed his huge dick in and out of her tight pussy. It was obvious that a couple of the other guys wanted to get involved, but weren’t sure whether they should. So when Bob blew his load inside her, he and Laura rolled off the bed and returned to the living room. Everyone else returned to the living room with blue balls. Bob got dressed, but my wife didn’t even clean the cum out of her pussy. For the rest of the day she served us with Bob’s cum dripping down her thighs onto her stockings.