A young wife being pressured and convinced with my old friend, A Saturday my friend Jenny phoned me up one evening and begged me to come round to try some clothes on. Jenny was a work friend. I had been working at a small company and Jenny was my office manager. To make short a story we became friends and shared a lot of free time.
At the time my husband worked abroad and I was alone at home.
Jenny and her husband were quite a bit older (Mike, the husband, was in his fifties, Jenny in her mid forties), but I loved this mellow couple. Mike was very kind and Jenny had a varied and uninhibited speech with sexual innuendos that had me giggle in amusement.
She didn’t speak openly but I realized she was a hot wife with a few indiscretions in her past and maybe an agreement with her husband.
Even if I hadn’t considered to cheat on my husband during his long absence, sex had always been an interesting matter for me and our conversations became closer.
I loved also the way Jen managed our friendship as I am a bit of submissive and I like to be said what to do.
At first she persuaded me to dress sexier as soon as my husband went far for work.
“Your ego needs at least a few naughty sights from other men in your husband’s absence, Claudia. You can’t act like a nun,” she said me.
Saying this Jen had me giggle because my mother sent me into a catholic school, but I nodded and being helpless in bed at the moment I accepted it as a blast for my ego.
My skirts went shorter and when I was in the right mood I eliminated my bra, something I dared frequently especially in Jen and Mike’s company.
Jen noticed and complimented me for my new look, emphasizing my braless status.
Mike on his side was my first beholder and demonstrated a favourable attention to my legs and my bouncing.
My friend wasn’t a jealous wife in absolute. Sometimes I commented with her Mike’s attitude to look at me and we had a laugh.
Apparently they talked about me in their bedroom and I was a sort of erotic dream for Mike.
What happened later seemed to be totally casual, but Jen had the intention to use my presence in their life as a blow on her husband’s fantasy. And she was damned able at it.
Step by step Jenny convinced me to sunbathe topless in their garden in front of Mike.
Things went like that.
We started to sunbathe topless when Mike went fishing. Being alone we shed our top and tanned our naked boobs enjoying the free time.
This became a regular attitude apart when Mike was at home.
In this case we kept our top on but Jen slowly ran over her pillow talks with Mike (she told me that many times Mike asked her how my boobs looked in the nude) and suggested me being topless for him a day.
A Sunday the three of us were eating and talking near the pool and Jenny left the upper part of her bikini off. Her boobs looked rather flat and floppy so she invited me to uncover as Mike was a tit-man and wanted to see some fresh flesh from me.
Mike nodded enthusiastically having me smile.
I thought a little on Jen’s invitation feeling a bit guilty about my far husband but she was a very good teaser (“be good, Claudia, and make him happy, nobody can see us and nobody will know it,” she said) so I also untied my top remaining in my reduced thong only and sporting some harden nipples as the situation had me aroused.
Looking at my swollen boobs (I am rather heavy in that department) Mike was like a boy in a candy shop and Jenny thanked me hoping I was awakening her husband’s fantasy at her advantage.
We giggled and this was a real blast for my ego.
Since then I sunbathed topless in front of Mike and twice (once on their boat and once in their garden) I also went totally naked.
This was a bit promiscuous maybe as my husband didn’t know, but Mike never passed me a blatant sexual remark and I thought that being naked in front of my best friend’s husband with her consent was only a minor fault for me.
Coming back to the phone call subject, Jenny and her husband Mike had a friend, Paul, whose wife left for another man a year before. He often came round for a drink and some sympathy.
Jen also made me a few confidences about their friendship.
The last time Paul had brought some pretty little summer beach things that his wife had left.
Jenny admitted that they were far too young for her (“I have still nice legs maybe,” she commented, “but my tits are too floppy now for those low cut apparels,”) but she said they would be just right for me in my new braless attire.
I was curious to know the man as Jenny previously told me she and her husband have had a few threesomes with him just to cheer him up after his wife left.
Jenny also mentioned how sad their friend was at that moment and she was sure he could be happy to see a young woman (me) in those skimpy dresses.
I reflected a bit on Jen’s proposal.
After all I had only to try some beach dresses and a few bikinis in front of them and an older man.
I sunbathed no clothes with Jenny in front of her husband.
Their friend was older enough to be my father.
Not a big deal really to try some sexy dresses for him.
Jen added I could take the dresses in the case I liked them and this definitely convinced me.
My husband was 1500 miles far for work and having no permission to ask I went.
Jenny hugged me when I arrived and she introduced me to their friend Paul. He was a very good looking man in his late 50s and his face lit up when introducing me to Paul, Jenny hinted at my nice body making it clear she saw me naked in their garden.
We seated in the lounge talking and getting acquainted. Paul had a polite speech and was very educated. He looked at me with eager eyes having me flattered and he said also I was very beautiful. I started to relax.
Thirty minutes later Jenny giggled and said “Come on Claudia, time is up to have a try. Make Paul happy showing your sexy body in those revealing clothing and be not bashful.”
I also smiled and making me courage I said her, “ok, let’s go”.
She showed some of the things Paul had brought with him. He admitted that his wife loved to dress slutty and he had any intention to offend me. He only wanted to see those dresses on a beautiful young woman.
He was so kind and I said to be very keen to try them on for him.
He said I was like and angel and my husband was very lucky to have such a wife as me.
Jenny handed me one of the skimpy outfits and I tried it. The first two outfits were rather elegant, showing only legs from side sleeves (something I usually wore) and some deep cleavage.
Paul was obviously very impressed with my slim figure and lavished gratifying comments on my long legs.
As I was ready with the second outfit Mike suggested Jen to pass me some really sexy dress to try.
She winked at me handing me the third outfit of the evening.
It was a very short beach dress, and Jenny said it would look wonderful on me but I need to try it without a bra. She also gave me dental floss panties to go with the dress.
The little dress hardly covered my cute little bum as I nervously came out of the bathroom trying to tug the hem down. My thick nipples also stood blatantly from the light fabric when I started to walk in this status.
The atmosphere became electric.
I was excited by the attention I was receiving from my friends but I was also a bit shy to walk in that revealing attire in front of a stranger like Paul. He was gawping at me with cantaloupe eyes as Jenny tried to make me feel relaxed, and Mike complimented me.
After I tried the third dress we had a rest.
I seated on the sofa in that outfit sipping a glass of white wine and starting to rearrange. Paul was a gentleman complimenting my legs (even my panties were on view in that short outfit) and my cleavage and begged me to try other items. At that point I was pleasurably at ease and I agreed.
Jenny was holding up another skimpy outfit for me to try on. That had even a deeper plunging neckline and the same short length. My back was totally naked and my boobs oscillated at every move but I was perfectly spontaneous now.
Jenny invited Paul to have a feel of my body as my skin was so velvety and tanned and smooth and he didn’t touch a young woman from a long time. She even didn’t ask me to let him touch me but their compliments had me flattered and I didn’t made a move to stop him thinking that a bit of skin contact was not compromising. He touched me a minute or two not overpassing good manners and only cupping my ass-cheeks for a moment having me giggle.
Time was now for the last try.
Mike, smiling, handed me a beaded thong saying there was no top to go with it, and Jenny added that I would have to let them all see my beautiful breasts.
The play had me hot and once again I accepted.
As I went to the bathroom with it Jenny stopped me. She pointed out that Mike and her were used to seeing me naked, so it was perhaps a bit rude just to go out of the room to change just because poor Paul was there.
I tried to say no as Jenny softly urged me to “Let Paul see your pretty body completely.”
I was so horny as she told me about it afterwards.
I undressed completely with my back to them and put the skimpy beaded panties on. Holding my breath I turned side and paraded in front of them covering my boobs with hands but Jenny whispered encouragingly to me and I lowered my hands.
I was nude, except for the beaded thong, which clung to the folds of my sex like a second skin, showing clearly its smooth contours.
Paul openly leered at me as well as Mike. He said I had wonderful breasts and Mike nodded.
At this point Jen told him I had delicious dark pubes and invited me to lower the beaded panties. I don’t know why but I removed my panties and stood there totally naked in front of them.
Jen incited Paul to go back over caressing me. As Paul started to stroke my back again his hands were trembling and his touch was sweet. He was so good and tender at caressing that I hadn’t the courage to shrug him off. He posed also his lips on my neck saying me thanks with a little kiss.
That little kiss came as a surprise for me and I moaned with an embarrassed giggle. Paul then took me in his arms and kissed me on the lips. I felt so excited as this older man kissed and petted me. His hands were cupping and stroking my bare tits as Mike and Jenny sat eagerly watching us.
At this moment my marital condition prevailed and forced myself to stop him saying it was a late hour for me I got dressed again and left.
I thought the episode closed, but I was wrong.
The day after Jenny called to say me thanks. She complimented me for having been so brave (really she called me a little slut) but I blushed feeling guilty. I wanted to confess what happened to my husband begging him to forgive me for being so easily persuaded to show off for Paul and consenting him to take liberties, but Jenny told me that I was fantastic and she thanked me again knowing that this poor lonely man enjoyed to look at my pretty body and touch me.
My show had also Mike and Paul both so excited that they went on Jen after I left and fucked her for their best threesome ever. For the first time she gave me details. As soon as I left Paul declared to be excited and Jen offered some mouth relief to his erection and started to suck him as Mike watched her action. In a while they went naked and the men took turns at fucking her on the sofa.
Before hanging down she also said that Mike wanted to see me again and she gave him my number.
Two or three days later Paul called me and offered his excuses for having been so naughty touching my naked back and cupping my ass cheeks in front of Jen and Mike. He also invited me to restaurant and I accepted.
We had a nice fish dinner. On the way back he proposed a last drink on his terrace with a great view on the harbour. In the moonlight we looked at the sea and talked quietly for a while then he had his arms around me again. Maybe the romance or – more probably – the lack of sex in the last three months for me but I felt so excited as this older man kissed and petted me. I reciprocated his kisses and I lowered the spaghetti straps of my dress on his request consenting him to cup and caress my bare boobs. Paul kept gently kiss my trembling breasts as I felt his fingers slipping down inside my skimpy panties. He was so good at it. I nearly came on the spot as he touched me and I opposed no resistance as he positioned and finally slipped his fat cock into my well-fingered pussy from behind.
That was the start of my way as a slut wife.
I consented Paul to visit me a few times after that hot night being available to him all the time. Jen congratulated on me and convinced me to join her and Mike with Paul for sex.
This lasted a rather long period and I never found the courage to confess my guilt to my husband.
