Duncan
Duncan yawned and stretched as he awoke from his nap, turning to glance at the clock and saw that it was early in the afternoon. He stumbled from the bed, pulled on a shirt and headed downstairs to find his wife reading a magazine on the couch. Coming up behind her, he ran both of his arms down her shoulders to her breasts and squeezed gently as she leaned up to him for a kiss.
“Have a good nap?” she murmured as he fondled her.
“Wonderful. I think I needed it. It’s been such a long week.” He kissed her neck and then hopped over the couch to sit next to her. “Any idea what the plan is for tonight?”
She shook her head. “I assume we’re just having dinner, maybe hop in the hot tub or talk some more.”
He nodded and picked up the paper.
She turned to look at him then. “Why? Did you want something else to happen?”
He shook his head. “No, goofball. I was just curious if Marie or anyone else had told you of any particular plans.”
As if on cue, both of their phones went off at the same time. Duncan looked at her curiously and checked the phone. He saw that he had a new notification and clicked it open. It was a group message from Ed.
“Marie and I figured we could go out and have some fun tonight. How does everyone feel about going out to dinner, on us of course?”
Duncan glanced up at Kelly who was reading the message on her phone. She shrugged and then nodded at him, then began to text back on her phone.
“Duncan and I will be happy to attend. Just let us know where.”
Everyone else confirmed for that evening, and it was decided they would go to Double D’s.
“I apologize in advance, Baby. This place is a little bit risqué,” he told her as he hopped into the shower.
She shrugged as she prepared herself in the mirror, making weird faces as she put on her makeup. “I’m sure we’ll be fine.”
“Well, it’s one of those restaurants that features the waitresses… features.”
She chuckled at him. “Well, that’s okay. I’ll just have to give them some competition.” She glanced over at him, a grin on her face. “In fact, I think I have an idea.” She picked up her phone again and texted the group a message.
Duncan looked down as his phone buzzed. “How does everyone feel about a challenge?”
“What did you have in mind?” came the expected reply from one of the recipients.
“All the ladies wear something really sexy and we’ll see how much of a distraction we can be and give the girls at Double D’s some competition.”
Both of their phones buzzed with messages for the next minute or so. Everyone seemed to be in agreement that it was a good idea.
Duncan chuckled. “So what am I wearing?”
“Mmm, how about some blue jeans and a nice tight shirt?” she asked, walking over to go through his side of their closet. It was minuscule compared to her side, but that was to be expected. She pulled out a shirt that she always said he looked good in. He chuckled again and tossed it on the bed.
“I’m going to groom my beard. You find something you think I’ll approve of and let me see it.”
“Oooh!” she said, thoroughly liking the idea. She went to her side of the closet and picked out an array of clothes. He shrugged at the first two she held up, paused on a pale-green number for a second but then smiled when she held up the red dress. He was just about to choose that one when he asked her to hold up the pale-green one again.
“It’s either the red or the pale-green,” he said, snipping at his beard with a pair of trimming scissors.
She continued to hold them both up. “You decide,” she said finally, not budging.
He turned around again and looked at both as she alternated holding them up against herself.
“Try on the red one first, and see what it looks like.”
She did as she was told, dropping the towel from its place around her body and drawing a smile from him in the process. She slid the silk dress over herself and adjusted it in the mirror briefly. He turned and smiled.
“Turn around,” he said.
She grinned slightly and did as she was told. The dress was tight on her, accentuating her curves, and it had a bare section in the back. It came down to just below her butt, keeping her modest unless she decided to bend over too far.
“God you are sexy,” he muttered. “I like that.”
She turned and glanced over her shoulder, tossing her dark, wet hair as she did so.
“Damn,” he muttered, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.
She giggled, briefly embarrassed and turned, covering her mouth. She turned slightly red then, feeling a little exposed. “Would you like me to try on the pale-green one?”
He could tell that she wasn’t quite comfortable with the red one yet, but she would get there.
“Try on the pale-green one and see how that looks.”
She left the room for a few minutes and he finished up his trimming, then pulled out the nose and ear trimmer and went to work removing all the hair from all the places it wasn’t wanted.
She cleared her throat behind him and he turned.
“Wow,” he said.
The red one was sexy, but the pale-green one was dangerous.
It was a long sleeve garment in two pieces, and was made to be worn loosely on her body. The top had arms that were widened slightly at the bottom with a slight ruffle in the fabric. There was a drawstring going through the neck that could be adjusted across her cleavage, revealing as little or as much as she chose to. It wasn’t tied at the moment and the ends hung loosely revealing a lot of her enticing cleavage. It was loose across her waist, but seemed to hug her body in just the right way, accentuating her already deadly curves.
The bottom part of her garment was a simple loose skirt that had a rope belt with frayed ends tied loosely around it and stopped halfway to her knees. She was already blushing, but he’d obviously made the choice.
“That’s the one.”
“I was afraid you’d say that,” she replied, blushing.
He smiled. “Tie the top, but leave some room for cleavage.”
“I want to tease, not just show them my body,” she protested weakly. She glanced down, indicating her breasts.
“What about them?” he asked.
“My nipples,” she answered.
“Yeah, they look sexy!” he said with a grin.
“Duncan, there’s nothing left to the imagination. You can even tell that I have nipple rings!”
Duncan laughed at that. “Baby, all our friends saw your breasts last Saturday. We’re going to eat at a place that show off breasts. What are you afraid of?”
She looked a little flustered at that moment, so he took her in his arms.
“You look fucking incredible,” he told her. “We’re going to win this challenge.”
She sighed, resigned to her fate. He reached down then and began to tie the drawstring on the garment’s neckline. He pulled it gently, drawing the ends of the top together slightly. The leading edge of the garment cut down over her breasts in a deep V shape, stopping midway to her navel. He stopped when the edge of the garment covered both of her nipples by a few inches. She had lots of cleavage showing.
“Duncan!” she said, looking down. “I can’t go out looking like this! One little stumble and my boobs will pop out! You can even see my nipple rings through the fabric!”
He chuckled. “You said it was my choice. Be glad I’m letting you wear panties,” he said playfully.
She covered her face briefly in shock but then sighed and began to fix her hair and makeup. “Don’t get dressed yet, I’m going to make some changes to your clothes.”
He laughed at that and headed to sit on the bed.
“Take off those boxers,” she ordered, heading to his underwear drawer.
She pulled out a pair of boxer-briefs and handed them to him. He slid them on, feeling the material gripping his crotch comfortably.
“If you’re going to be showing off your wife’s breasts, I’m going to give the other girls something to drool over too. There’s no reason I can’t show off my husband’s big dick,” she said, heading back into his closet to find the tightest pair of pants he could still fit in to.
He laughed easily and began to pull on the clothes that she’d selected for him. A short while later, she emerged from their bedroom and the two of them pulled on coats, heading out the door.
She kissed him on the cheek as he opened her door for her and helped her into his truck. A short trip later and they pulled in to the restaurant, only a few minutes late. They hopped out and headed inside.
*****
Kelly
“Hi! Welcome to Double D’s,” said a pretty blonde hostess. “How many for tonight?” she asked.
“Hey there,” Duncan said. “We’re meeting some people here.”
The hostess nodded and began to walk towards one of the private rooms.
Kelly followed behind her husband, desperately wishing she didn’t have to take off her coat. They finally arrived at the room where they heard Marie’s voice. She took a deep breath and entered behind Duncan. There was a pretty waitress with no shirt on standing next to Marie taking down her drink order. Marie looked up and smiled and waved the two of them over.
“Hey girly!” she said loudly. The others around the table looked up and smiled. Drake, Molly, Ed, Mark and Marie sat around a table. There were four empty chairs and Duncan sat down in a chair next to Ed. Kelly slid in on his right side, still clutching the coat tightly to herself even though her husband had already taken his off.
To Ed’s immediate left sat Marie, followed by Mark, and then the other two empty chairs, Molly, Drake, and then back around to Kelly.
“You look really good,” Molly said, easily looking Duncan up and down. “Those are some really… sexy clothes that you picked out.”
Kelly looked up at Duncan as he began to blush a little. “Actually, Kelly chose the clothes.”
Mark groaned. “Man, did your wife have to choose your clothes for you?”
Kelly shook her head. “We are doing this thing where we pick the other person’s clothes out. He has to wear whatever I choose, and vice-versa.”