Party exhibitionism
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Boy did she dress outrageously on that occasion. Much more so than usual. 
She was wearing her black lingerie with black lacey knickers under a *VERY* 
transparent black chiffon dress done up with a belt. She had designed this 
outfit herself as she could not find anything outrageous enough to reflect
her mood.

Carlos was a popular young photographer and painter who was immediately 
very receptive to Pussy's style of dress and became very talkative. It was
interesting for me to observe her and him doing the delicate dance of 
courtship already! She wanted to get to know him better ... and she knew 
that my only objection would be that I can't watch! She and Carlos 
exchanged telephone numbers and stayed in touch. It turned out that although
the party was about 5 miles from where we lived, he only lived about 300
yards away. Pussy and I both recognised the convenience of proximity....

Sure enough, she soon arranged to go around to his place to see him. He
obviously wanted to fuck her. She, I think, was equally keen to fuck him!
She tried to hide this from me but she became visibly more excited as the
time to leave the house approached. I suggested that I help her choose 
her clothing for the evening together. 

This time I thought a loose fitting dress and stockings with knickers. I 
liked the idea of him actually slipping her knickers off later as she lifts
her arse up to make it easier for him.

She told me when she returned later that night that the two of them had
finally got around to kissing after some conversation. He eventually got
all of her clothes off and mounted her in the traditional missionary 
position. This was later to be one of her complaints about him -- that
he never tried any other position!

The nicest incident was yet to come. Some many weeks later I phoned him up
and asked him to come around and take some nude pics of her at our place.
I had already discussed this with her but she was still surprised when I 
told her that the date and time for this was now arranged.

The living room was made warmer with a portable heater. And then locked with
the two of them inside it. We had other people in the house and we did not
wish the photography session to be interrupted. Carlos took a number of very
artistic photographs and then decided that seeing my naked wife was just too
much for him so he unbuckled his belt, unzipped his trousers and pulled out
his cock. Pussy was lying on the floor by the window at this time. She told 
me later that he came up to her with his cock standing out like a flagpole
and eased her legs open. He positioned himself and she -- as always -- felt
for his rockhard penis and guided it in between the lips of her pussy. A 
long, slow thrust of the hips and he glided right in, up to the hilt. He 
then proceeded to fuck her very vigorously for a few minutes before cumming.

Little did I know that while I sat immediately under the living room in
the kitchen drinking a cup of tea that my wife was getting well and truely 
shagged overhead!

She had this slightly dreamy, freshly fucked look about her when she finally
re-emerged. He had gone. She had changed into normal clothes. And whenever
I look at those pics now, I think to myself, "Yes, my dear, and at the time
of these pics, you are shortly about to get screwed!"  Sweet memories. Still
regret the fact that I could not video, take pics or watch!


---------- by Mephisto