Karen looked beautiful. She was wearing a little green sundress that buttoned up the front. She had just enough buttons done so that it wouldn’t fall off her but that was it. She was showing a lot of cleavage and a lot of leg.
Dinner moved on to drinks and the conversation kind of dwindled off. We were all just content enjoying the moonlight on the deck.
Karen got up and went over the rail staring at the water. I thought about the night before when Karen pulled up her skirt and showed off her ass. Don’t worry I didn’t forget that I did it also.
As I pictured that scene in my head I got up to stand next to Karen. In my head I questioned my motives. Was I looking for a repeat of the night before. I thought about what panties I was wearing. The night before I wasn’t wearing any, tonight I was covered.
As if on cue Paul said “Two nights in a row. This is the view I could get used to.”
I could feel my face flush.
“Oh yeah?” said Karen. “You like this view better than last night?”
“God no,” said Paul. “Last night was much much better.
“Oh? “Karen said, “I suppose you want me to show off my ass again.”
“Can you blame me?” he responded.
“I don’t know,” she replied. “Is it my ass or Shelly’s you really want to see?”
Oh fine, now they were talking about my ass, I thought. I kind of stopped breathing. In retrospect, I realize I was kind of hoping he’d say yes. I wasn’t disappointed.
“Baby, I love your ass,” Paul said to Karen. “But I admit, her’s is pretty cute too.”
I felt my face flush as they talked about me.
“She does have a great ass,” Karen replied. “Don’t you think Mark?”
Mark had been following the conversation. I couldn’t tell from his face what he thought. I wondered what he’d say. Let’s face it. I knew he loved my ass but would he silence them telling them the conversation was inappropriate? I wondered.
“Ummm,… yes,” was all he got out.
“Well you heard that sexy,” Karen said to me. “Give them a thrill.”
Mark hadn’t really said he wanted me to show off my ass. He didn’t say no either. I looked at him, nothing, then he kind of shrugged his shoulders.
That wasn’t enough for me.
“Well Mark?” I asked. “Should I?”
He looked from Paul, and to Karen, and then to me.
“Yeah,” said Karen. “Should she?”
Mark looked like he was cornered. He finally answered. It’s up to her”
Now what? Truth be told the idea excited me. Especially after my conversation with Mark the night before. After all, I was wearing panties and, although not admitting it to myself, I did put them on thinking I might show off again.
“Fine,” I said in a make believe huff. I looked from face to face, then turned away and pulled my skirt up showing off my panty covered ass.
“No fair,” laughed Karen. “Although they are cute panties.”
I wiggled my ass at them. “Happy?” I asked.
“Boo,” laughed Paul. “Party foul.”
Karen and I laughed. Mark looked like he wasn’t sure what to do.
“Mark, tell your wife that’s cheating,” laughed Paul.
Mark looked at me.
“Cheating?” I asked. “Mark, do you think I’m cheating?”
Again Mark looked caught in the headlights. So far he’d been pretty passive in all this, now I was making him make the call. I wasn’t sure what I wanted. My sensible brain was screaming at him to laugh it off and let everything go back to normal. My show off side was making my pussy wet, hoping he’d tell me to take them off.
The three of us were looking at Mark.
Mark looked from face to face. He finally looked at me and said, “Party foul”
I don’t know if I was relieved or what. I knew I was excited.
I turned my back to the group. “Fine, “I said.”
I hooked my thumbs in the band of my panties and slowly pushed them down over my hips. I wiggled my ass for effect as I pushed them down. When they reached my knees I just let them drop to the floor. I stood for a moment holding my skirt up leaving my ass on display. Then I bent down, straight legged, picked up my pantries and threw them at Paul. They hit him in the face.
“There’s your party foul,” I said laughingly.
“Mmmmm, sexy party foul,” he replied.
Mark stood there staring. I couldn’t read the expression on his face.
“Want another drink?” offered Karen.
“Sure, one more,” I said.
Karen got drinks. We sipped our drinks, leaning against the railing, watching the moon, with our asses exposed. Like it was nothing special.
Although, all I could concentrate on was my ass was exposed. I swear my pussy was dripping down my leg. My heart was beating in my mouth. I wanted to drag Mark up to our room and fuck the shit out of him. Just finish that drink and I could get fucked. I sipped my drink slowly though as not to let on how much this was turning me on.
“Ok, bed time I said.
I grabbed Mark’s hand and we headed to the bedroom. When we got there I closed the door, kissed Mark passionately, and said “fuck me.”
I pushed him down on the bed and undid his shorts. His hard cock popped right now.
“Oh?,” I teased. “Someone see something you liked?”
“Your ass,” he replied.
“You’ve seen my ass before,” I pushed.
I climbed onto his cock. I was so wet he slipped right in. I started grinding my pussy against him.
“You liked me showing off, didn’t you?’ I teased “you liked Paul seeing my ass. You liked watching me slide my panties off.”
He moaned.
I kept going. “Did you wish you could have taken them off me? Would you have let him touch me? What if he grabbed my ass.”
I realized that these ideas were exciting me, that these were things I was fantasizing about.
They seemed to get Mark going as well. He was grabbing my ass and thrusting into me as hard as he could.
“Tell me, tell me what you liked, tell me what you wanted,” I moaned in his ear.
“Did you like me showing off my ass?” I whispered
“Yes,” he moaned.
“Did you think of me being touched,” I pressed.
“Yes,” he practically croaked.
“Say it,” I pushed as I ground my pussy onto his cock, tell me,” I Sid