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From: HarryHoots@HotMail.com (Harry James)
Subject: Mary - Part 1 Voyeurism/Sharing
This true account may be continued through several parts,
each added by the response & comments of the readers.
The events I enjoy recalling transpired over several years,
and I'm not confident it'll be found as interesting by
others as myself, time will tell . . . . Here's Part One -
Background:
After teasing and lusting for my wife over a year
after our wedding, she finally gave in and let my best
friend have a quick jump. She became aware of the positive
effect it had on me while discussing their performance, but
it was another year before an opportunity arose for a chance
to watch her in action with another man.
The Story - as it began
I'd taken a part time accounting job with an agency on
the 5th floor of a large office complex, becoming good
friends with Bob, the manager. I often spent time in his
office, where we could look across the street and down into
the dressing rooms of an exclusive women's boutique.
Spring days seemed to be best, and with many ladies
outfitting their wardrobe for the summer, we often got some
pretty good views as they changed back and forth trying
things on, especially swimsuits.
One particuliarly hot day, Bob called me to his office.
He was glued to the window, so I knew what was up, and
immediately joined him. Below was a beautiful sight, a young
lady bent over, her buns jutting up as she moved some things
on the floor. We both stood silently watching, anticipating
her next move. She turned to reach for a very small bikini,
and instinctly I realized who it was. We watched in silence
for what seemed like hours while I absorbed the situation,
deciding whether to tell him it was my wife we'd been
observing.
As she tied the top under her breasts, he commented on
how firm they were, then watched silently until she turned
her butt toward the mirror, mentioning how firm everything
looked.
"Pretty nice", I said, and when he added how snug her
"vee" appeared, I said "Bet it's tight too!".
Bob said "You can't tell from here." I replied, "Don't
need to, I know, that's Mary !" "Your wife ???" . . . .
"YES !!"
"God, why didn't you tell me ? I'd love to be
introduced !" "I bet you'd wanna do more than talk."
"UhHuh - but you already said you didn't mind !"
What I'd said was, if that's what she really wanted, I
wouldn't mind watching. Anyway two weeks later we spent most
of a Saturday at his house, having already discussed and
agreed on the probable events.
Much of the day was spent getting acquainted. They
decided on a walk before dinner, and were chatting hand in
hand up the path. Their conversation must have gone well,
they stopped and hugged just after entering the woods. I
could see his arms drop, probably to try getting a good feel
of the tight ass we'd seen in the ladies dressing room, and
became aroused thinking what might occur in the woods - or
later, if everything worked out OK.
Upon returning about 15 minutes later, she appeared
relaxed as she headed for the bath to freshen up before
dinner. I looked at Bobinquisitively -
"No" he said, "We just had a friendly chat."
"How friendly ?", I asked. He said "Nothing special, just
getting to know each other." I was almost disappointed.
After dinner we decided on spending the rest of the
evening in his basement relaxing. He got us drinks, and we
just laid in front of the fireplace talking. Eventually I'd
had enough beer to necessitate a run to the john, and
figured maybe he'd start something while I was gone.
I returned to find them quiet, and just as when I'd left.
I couldn't take the suspense any longer, I figured she'd had
enough alcohol to be thinking about getting laid, and
decided to find out for sure.
Moving close I began rubbing her back, slowly pushing her
halter top up, and got no objection, even though Bob was
setting right in front of her. I worked my way around her
ribs to the soft flesh of her globes, and slipped my fingers
up under the edge, which caused nothing but an exhale on her
part. After rubbing there a minute, I pulled the front up
and exposed her chest right in front of him. I was right . .
.
Absolutely nothing was said as Bob stared at her firm
globes and erect nipples. When I pulled it off and began
teasing one of her nipples with my tongue, Bob asked if he
could join us since the other one seemed to need attention
also. She responded "Why not !", his hand moved slowly over
her chest and soon there were two tongues circling her taut,
erect nipples !
- - - - to be continued ? - - - -
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