I let wife think she's been used, she loves it!

It often goes like this....
My wife was very tipsy - and I asked her to put on something sexy when she went up to ready for bed. She came down wearing a not quite sheer black silky shorty top - tied with a ribbon to show as much or as little cleavage as she chose. she also wore to matching black PJ short-shorts, very short, silky and which were very loose around the leg.
"you know, when ol' Barry was over that New Year's night, you came down wearing that same set of pajamas. Do you remember?"
'Really?! I guess I do. These?! In front of Barry - geez i must have been really tipsy!!?'
(she really has the hots for this one friend of mine! but has never acted on it - except to imagine him while we're fucking)
"Yeah - you were pretty tipsy after our party. Barry hung around for a night cap as you went up, supposedly, to get ready for bed. Except you didn't go to bed - you came back down in that little thing ...and then acted all surprised that he was still here!"
'Did I?'
"Yep. You paraded around, giving us a nice look at your little ass-cheeks peeking from those shorty bottoms. Then you asked for a drink. Barry fixed it for you - and made it very stiff! You drank it and then laughed and said for us to excuse you - because you were "so tired and so sleepy..... and a teeny bit drunk - I'm going up to bed!"
'Yeah, so?'
"You really don't remember?"
'No.'
"Well, you got up and slowly walked over - and tried to give us both a nice little kiss - saying "I need to lay down!"
'Yeah. So I'm drunk and half dressed - ? did you guys feel me up?' She laughed.
"Well, I went first. I slid my hand into you shorty pants and gave your butt a nice little grope and squeeze."
'And Barry?'
"Barry put his hand behind your head and went in for some real tongue action."
'OMG! - what did I do!?'
"Honey - you don't remember necking with Barry that night!?"
'No!'
"Baby! - you two went at it for ....well, it seemed like forever - before you came up for air!"
'And then?'
"Well, at this point you were coming out of your top a little - the ribbon was untied. And we were enjoying a lot of cleavage, ol' Barry and I. But your breasts were still mostly covered. Your nipples anyway!"
'OMG! Then what happened? what did I do - or what did you two do with me!?'
"Honey, you were sooo sleepy and so drunk, and more than a little bit sexy!...so I steered you over to lay on the couch where Barry was sitting."
'Thank you! Did I...? what happened next?'
"Well, dearest - even from where I was sitting I could see straight up the legs of your little loose PJ bottoms. And Barry was sitting on the couch doing the same, enjoying looking into the shadow way up there between your slightly parted thighs."
'OMG! You're both looking at my .....what? my pussy?! Barry's looking at my pussy!?'
"Well, no. It was a little too dark up there inside your thighs. So....."
'So, what!? What did you guys do?'
"Well, I went over, bent over you and put my tongue in your mouth - you kissed me back - hungrily! - so I took it as encouragement.....and I reached down a put pressure in the inside of your thigh."
'OK.....'
"Then you spread your legs a lovely couple of inches....and now you auburn little cunt was on full display - to Barry and I both!"
'OMGGG!....then??'
"Honey. I'm almost ashamed to tell you this next bit."
'What?!'
"Well, Barry was staring up between your legs. and looking at me. Then he held up his finger and whispered, "can I taste her?!?"
'Are you kidding!? Barry was asking permission to taste me. My pussy!? What did you say?!'
"Nothing. I just got up and went to the kitchen to get myself another drink."
'And???! You let him?'
"I really didn't think you'd mind....Honey! you've fantasized about him any number of times!"
'Well, yeah, but.... So then what happened?'
"I stayed in the kitchen for a long time - and when I came out Barry had your knees up, your PJ bottoms were now only on your right thigh, his face was between your legs, and he was very gently and carefully licking his tongue up and down, and in, your pussy lips. Tasting you. Smelling you. Savoring your cunt, Kathy!"
'What was I doing?!'
"Honey - this is embarrassing!"
'Why?'
"Because you were totally out ! You were sleeping soundly and sweetly. your face all soft and pretty - but you were totally oblivious to the man who had his tongue exploring deeply into your most private female folds!"
She looked at me. Hard. 'Was he joking?! did he really let Barry "eat me"?!
She didn't say anything for a long minute.
'You idiots! But darn that is sexy! Did I cum?'
"Honestly, I don't think so honey - but Barry and I both gave it 'what-fore' with our left hands! We were shooting our cum all over you and the couch!"
'Geez!'
"So - are you mad?"
At this point she had her eyes closed, and her hand was working between those sweet legs inside her PJ bottoms.
Then she said - "Mad?" I don't know - but if I had known Barry had his face buried in my puss I would have grabbed his head hard!, and suffocated him in my pussy while making myself cum!!' You know how many times I've fantasized about fucking that man! DAMN, I wish you guys had kept me awake that night!'
'OMG!!!!" she's cumming....
This goofy girl - she thinks she has been the object of any number of wild sex sessions - because she remembers very little once she starts drinking! My 'stories' get us both really really hot - and she fucks like a wild woman after stories like this.
It's great fun.
I wonder if any other husbands are doing this with their wives?
True story by the way ---- and ol' Barry? - fortunately he moved to California!

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