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Subject: {ASSM} Emma First Revealed - the prequel (wife humil)
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Date: Fri, 13 Oct 2006 21:10:01 -0400
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Emma First Revealed - the prequel


Craig tells us how he found out that showing off Emma
gets him hot...

Emma met Sarah at anti-natel class when both us and
them were expecting our first child. Sarah and her
husband Dave were friendly and down-to-earth. Although
we didn't have very much in common, they lived quite
near us at the time and we saw more and more of them.
This is going to sound a bit snobby, but they were
both definately working class whereas we saw ourselves
as a little above that. Well actually that overplays
things a little. But we were buying our own house and
they were renting a much smaller place in a less
affluent street. They didn't have much money whereas
we were comfortably off. Emma was buying smart
clothes, often designer labels but Sarah was making do
with what she had from the year before. But we still
got on well and their situation didn't really matter
to us.
One thing Dave did like is gadgets and computers. This
did give us a common interest, about the only thing we
had in common in fact. Dave had a satellite TV system
which picked up European programs. They were both very
open about sex and it wasn't unusual for them to talk
about it. They would tell us about places they'd had
sex outside, or what latest sex toys they'd bought. It
was sometimes as if they were trying to see if they
could shock us. Eventually we started to open up to
them too and mentioned the few toys we had. Dave
described some of the porn that they could pick-up on
his satellite TV on a friday and saturday night. So we
arranged to visit them the following friday. This then
became a regular date. Emma and Sarah made comments
suggesting the porn was for the benefit of me and
Dave, "when are you guys going to watch your smutty
filth?" Sarah would joke. But they would watch it with
us and seemed to like it. Sarah in particular would
comment on the blokes in the films. Emma was much more
reserved, still is compared to Sarah, but still used
to get quietly horny. We'd bang each others brains out
when we got home!
So we were very friendly with this couple. The thing
was Dave was definately not someone Emma would fancy.
He had a bit of a bear gut and was fairly crude.
Though in a fairly charming way. I definately didn't
fancy Sarah. She was on the large side for her frame
and not really what I would call very attractive. But
still, we enjoyed their company. They were easy-going,
funny and entertaining. We could chat about sex with
them which was a first for us.
One summer day they'd come around to our house. It had
been hot and we had decided to have a barbeque. Me and
Dave were on the patio and we've got large french
doors into our dining room. Emma and Sarah had been
chatting in the kitchen so we were enjoying beers and
watching the charcoal heat up.
Emma was wearing a denim dress. It was made of thin
demin material and had buttons up the front. In fact
the buttons ran the full length of the dress. It was
tailored, pinched in at her waist and hugged Emma's
gorgeous arse. She looked great in that dress.
Anyway...  the dress was short. It came down to about
mid-thigh in length. Thats about as short as Emma
generally wears. Which is a shame with legs like hers.
Anyway, me and Dave are on the patio and we hear Emma
come into the dining room. There is a small sofa in
the dining room along the wall facing the french
doors. Emma is complaining that she can't find
something - I forget what she was looking for. Her
behavior made me and Dave stand by the french doors
and look into the room. Emma, with her back to me and
Dave, knelt down by the side of the sofa and bent
right forwards. As a result, her denim dress lifted
right up her thighs high enough to show the crotch of
her white cotton knickers. Dave let out a mock cheer
and I laughed too. Emma didn't realise what we were
looking at and she crawled forwards between the arm of
the sofa and the wall to the side. It was tight
squeeze but having looked behind the sofa she started
to crawl back out. In doing so her dress got pulled
right up over her arse which was an amazingly sexy
sight. There was my wife Emma, arse high in the air
with her shoulders down at ground level, dress bunched
up around her waist. In fact the bunching was kind of
wedging her in and stopping her from quickly crawling
backwards. Its harder to crawl backwards than forwards
anyway, but she'd now realised what me and Dave could
see and was kind of stuck. She didn't want to move
backwards quickly in case her dress rode up more. I
guess she didn't realise how much it already had!
Slowly Emma crawled backwards. Sarah had come into the
room attracted by Dave's cheers and she joked "Oh my
God Emma you dirty girl, what are you showing my
husband?!" (or words to that effect!) Meanwhile Emma
could not help but to sway her fantastic arse as she
slowly edged backwards. 
So there is Emma in such a revealing position, Sarah
is looking on with a slight smile, Dave is getting a
great view and chuckling away his eyes firmly glued to
Emma's cotton covered crotch and I'm.... well...  I'm
not rushing to cover her up or feeling annoyed or
jealous. My heart is pumping and my cock is
stiffening. I'm getting a real kick out of seeing her
like that knowing that Dave and Sarah are looking at
her. Seeing the white cotton of her knickers stretched
tightly against her pussy. Emma's knickers aways rode
up the back of her arse (she wears thongs a lot more
these days as she finds them more comfortable.) So the
cotton was formed a neat triangle that only really
just covered her pussy lips. And that swaying motion
as she crawled backwards made the cotton pull tighter
against one side and then the other. The outline of
her labia were quite visible. It was all over in
seconds though, once she had crawled back three or
four 'steps' she rose to stand up and indignantly
pulled her dress down. She made a fuss about us being
pervs but I said "well you were the one showing
yourself off!" which broke the tension and we all
laughed. She took it well but had gone very red. And I
don't know about Dave, but I had a stiffy, good and
proper. And a question in my head.... why did I find
that such a turn on?



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