On these rides Gray would often put his arms around me and make comments to Kyle or the other guys about how hot or cuddly I am. Sometimes even passing me to one of the other guys and saying things like, “Doesn’t she feel good?”
Kyle seemed to love it when they’d talk about me or compliment me. It was all in fun. I didn’t mind it either.
We were again invited to a party at Gray’s house. As he invited us Gray said to me, in front of Kyle, “And you can do much better than that mom thing suit you wore last time.”
I laughed and said, “I’ll see what I could do.”
Kyle told him he knew I could. As Kyle said that I gave him a ‘Really?’ Look. Kyle was oblivious.
2 days before the party Kyle asked me if I’d found a new bathing suit yet.
“New?” I asked. “What’s wrong with the ones I own?”
Kyle looked a little trapped, “Ummm… Nothing,” he said. “It’s just the woman at his parties seem to wear, umm… more flashy bathing suits. I just want us to fit in.”
I was both annoyed and excited. I was annoyed that Kyle wanted to fit in so badly that he wanted me in a more revealing swimsuit. I was excited because, at 43, someone other than my husband wanted to see me in a more revealing swimsuit and I liked the idea of Gray checking me out.
I went shopping and found a little string bikini that I thought would be perfect. The bottoms tied on both sides and just covered my ass. The front dipped down below my hips. The top tied around my neck and in the back. I thought it would do nicely.
That night I had a weird dream. I woke up from it horny as hell. The only image I remember from the dream is me standing in the bikini, Gray pulling at one of the strings on my hips, with Kyle and other people watching.
It was the middle of the night when the dream woke me. I tried to wake Kyle. I was horny and wanted sex. Me waking Kyle in the middle of the night for sex hadn’t happened in 15 years. He didn’t wake up. I slid my hands in my pajamas and masturbated till I came then I fell back asleep.
The next morning I felt guilty. I’m not sure why. I’d masturbated before, almost once a week. Sex with Kyle after 20 years had slipped to 3-4 times a month and, though I loved him, I was not as physically attracted to the weight he’d put on.
Even the fantasy didn’t bother me. In fact, it was one of my favorite, being watched, someone else in control. Once, in college, I was changing in my room, all of a sudden my roommate burst in with 6 guys. I was standing there in just my panties. I shrieked. It took them all a minute to figure out what was going on. When she did, my roommate chased them all out. The whole time, I just stood there in my panties, trembling and covering my tits. I was also turned on. Super turned on. All those guys looking at me. I was helpless to do anything. That night I masturbated 3 times. Since then, that type of situation had been the center of my private fantasies.
The fact that Gray centered in this fantasy bothered me. In my fantasies usually the men were faceless. No real focus. This time it was a specific person. I knew I found him attractive, but I think I was fooling myself as to how attractive. I shrugged it off and went on with my day but I knew it was still in the back of my mind.
The party was in the evening. We arrived at 7:30. As we got there Gray’s wife was heading out the door.
“I got called into work,” she said. “They have an emergency.”
She put her arms around me. She stood very close, with her face looking up to mine. “I’m gone, so I’ll leave it to you to make sure Gray has fun and doesn’t get lonely.” She had a very serious tone. Then she kissed Kyle on the cheek. “You won’t mind if Gray borrows your wife for the evening, will you?” she said.
I couldn’t tell if she was joking or not.
Kyle, in what I thought was a joking voice, answered, “What’s mine is his. After all, it’s his party.”
Gray’s wife laughed, kissed him on the cheek again, and said, “Good boy.”
She then turned to me and said, “I hope you brought a better suit than last time.”
Not really sure what to do, I unzipped my shorts and gave her a peek at the bottoms.
“Nice,” she said. “Gray will love that. Have fun,” and she headed out the door.
We headed through the house to the back door. I saw there were 7 other people there. Gray, 2 of the guys he rides with, and 4 girls. I’d met 3 of the girls.
Gray jumped up to greet me. He put his arms around me and kissed me on the lips. He kinda made a big joke of giving me a big kiss. There was no tongue or anything but as he was kissing me I had to remember not to slip my tongue out.
He shook Kyle’s hand and, putting his arm around me, made sure we remembered who everyone was.
After the introductions he looked at me and said, “Well, did you do better than last time?”
Everyone turned to look at me. I knew what he meant. He wanted to see my bathing suit. I blushed. I also felt a feeling of excitement.
Gray looked at Kyle. “Did she?”
Kyle sucked up the attention. “Oh yeah, much better,” he said.
I looked at him.
“Go ahead, show him,” he said.
Show him? Not show them or she looks great in it. Show him. I was specifically showing off my new bathing suit for Gray.
Everyone was looking at me. It had been a long time since I’d undressed in front of anyone but Kyle. I felt like I did as a teenager. I knew I had a great body then. I couldn’t wait to strip down to my bathing suit on the beach. I knew guys would be checking me out.
Back then I’d make a show of it. Taking my time, trying to tease. That feeling came back to me. I slowly unbuttoned my shorts, then unzipped them. I knew the skin above my suit had come into view. I pushed them slowly over my hips, letting them drop to the deck. I turned around bent over straight legged and picked them up. I knew I was giving them a great view of my ass. I could feel the back of the suit creep up my ass cheeks as I bent over.
I picked up the shorts and handed them to Kyle. Then I crossed my arms in front of me, grabbed the hem of my shirt, and pulled it up over my head. Arms extended I pulled it off my arms leaving my body stretched and arms in the air as I did so.
I was enjoying this. I could feel myself getting wet and had butterflies in my stomach.
Gray stepped up to me. He took my shirt and handed it to Kyle. Then he put his arms around my waist and said, “Let’s get you a drink.”
He told Kyle to throw my clothes in the bedroom. As Kyle walked away Gray said, “Nice, I knew you had a fucking hot body.”
Then he asked the others there if they agreed I had a fucking hot body. They all agreed. Gray’s arm stayed around my waist as he got me a drink and we socialized. When Kyle came out of the house Gray told him to get himself a drink. As we stood there chatting. Gray’s hand played with the strings of my bikini.
We had sat down with the others to chat. Gray pulled me next to him on the loveseat. Kyle sat across from us. Gray’s arms moved around my shoulders as he pulled me to him.
We chatted a bit more and Gray suggested the hot tub. We all started to get in but there wasn’t enough room for all of us. Gray grabbed my hips and pulled me on his lap. That made room for everyone but Kyle. If people had moved a little there would have been room for Kyle, but they didn’t. Kyle sat on the side.
Gray’s hands were under the water. He let them roam a bit. I could feel his fingers playing with the string of my bikini. They’d slip between the string and my skin. He’d run his hands down my thighs and back up almost to my crotch.
For the most part the conversation took place in the hot tub. Kyle was kind of left out, but he didn’t seem to mind. Gray would make a joke about him being left out and Kyle would just laugh. Gray would say if Kyle had a body as great as mine he could sit on someone’s lap too. Kyle laughed along with everyone else.
At one point Gray put his hands on my hips and pulled me into him. I could feel his cock against my ass. I could tell right away he was on the big side.