book my wife had made up for us from our honeymoon in the Caribbean years ago. The picture he seemed to be admiring the most was one of her that I took of her on the beach in a little polka dot bikini.
"Lucky man, Scott, I wish my wife still held onto her beauty the way yours has. At 53 I'm afraid she has more of that mom body now."
I brushed off the comment and went to the bar to make us some drinks. With a cocktail in hand I escorted him to our backyard to show-off the beautiful flower garden MARYLIN was so proud of.
"You've never told me you had a hot tub Scott!"
Of course this is the first thing he noticed, not the beautiful scenery my wife constantly worked so hard on to perfect.
We chit chatted and sat down outside, shifting conversation between sports and work until eventually MARYLIN came out of the room to greet us. We both stood when we saw her and as I introduced her to him I'm not sure whose draw dropped farther, his or mine. She was wearing my favorite low cut backless black blouse that she occasionally wore on our date nights. Because it was backless she couldn't wear a bra with it either so her tits were left helplessly exposed with just a little bit of material covering the necessary parts. Her bottom half was covered with one of her shorter white skirts and as she turned around to go back inside I could not see a panty line either -- Commando, my favorite. As I opened the sliding door for her I gave her a hug.
"Will this do for you?"
"Beautiful, as always MARYLIN."
Michael also heard my comment and he agreed.
"You never told me how incredibly gorgeous your wife was Scott!"
MARYLIN blushed as he told me this again, this time for here to hear.
The dinner was perfect, the conversation between the 3 of us entertaining as the dinner and drinks flowed over the next few hours. MARYLIN and Michael got along great, I even sensed a bit of flirting between the two of them as he could not keep his eyes of her body. Of course every time she bent over for something her stacked up cleavage was in perfect view for him to stare down into. A couple of times I feel like she did it on purpose for him too, loving the extra attentive eyes on her body this evening.
Eventually having dined to being stuffed and a good buzz flowing to our heads Michael asked about the hot tub.
"Let's get in!" MARYLIN jumped right on that idea.
"Scott has some shorts you can borrow."
She jumped right up and headed to our room to change out. Scott winked at me again.
"I'll be right back."
I went to our room to change and retrieve his shorts. By the time I got there MARYLIN was already stripping out of her clothes.
"Are you ok with this MARYLIN?"
"Of course."
"He's totally into you, you know?"
"Oh I know, he wants me, ha-ha!"
"And you're ok with that? It doesn't make you mad?"
"Not at all, in fact, it really turns me on as another man lusts over me in front of you. Don't worry Hun, when the night is over I'm going to fuck the shit out of you!"
Obviously that turned me on as I hastily changed out and dug thru my drawer for another pair of shorts for Michael. I threw them to him in the living room and he thanked me before he went to the bathroom to change out. While they were both changing I made us all more drinks. In just a few minutes Michael emerged from the bathroom wearing nothing but my extra trunks. This was the first time I had ever seen him in anything other than a suit and tie, and I have to admit, he wasn't in bad shape for a man in his mid-50's. He had a little gray hair on his chest, and still a full head of salt and pepper hair on his head, decent abs and still a muscular tone to his chest and arms, built a little like a runner.
Michael and I weren't in the tub long when my wife walked out in this tiny white bikini. I instantly felt the blood moving to my cock. Michael never let his eyes move from her body. He stood up and offered her a hand to help her in. She reached out and accepted his hand as we both stared at her breasts that showed nearly her entire cleavage, the suit just barely covering the areolas, while her bikini bottom just shielded her vagina and pubic area, the back being a string running clearly through her ass. I've seen her only wear this suit once before and that was again in private at home. Michael being the first one besides myself to see her this suit. She sat down between us and immediately the conversation started back to where we were before, with laughs and flirting. We all quickly killed those drinks so I offered to make us more. Wrapping myself up in a towel I headed inside to make more.
After mixing three more drinks I slipped back outside to share them. The hot tub is not visible from the door and as I slid it closed the door behind me I could hear them laughing. I paused behind a large bush in the yard to eavesdrop on their conversation. It was MARYLIN I heard first.
"Stop! I'm married. No I will not flash you my boobs no matter how much you beg."
She laughed as it was obvious they were flirting with each other. Eventually I heard her cave in.
"Ok just this once."
There were a few seconds of quiet before I heard Michael respond.
"Oh my God, I'm so hard right now!"
"Ha, ha, prove it."
Again quiet, then I heard her gasp.
"Fuck it's so big! It's like a beer can!"
"You like it?"
"Yes, but put it away, One flash is enough for me, remember I'm married."
That's when I decided to make my move and go back to the tub with our drinks. He looked disappointed to see me, but I could tell MARYLIN was a bit relieved. As I sat down I noticed her left areola was still uncovered by her suit and it appeared that she that she didn't know.
As always when drinks are poured the conversation turned sexual. MARYLIN was very clearly lit and into this subject. If she hadn't had the good buzz on I'm sure we couldn't discuss this, but as always, alcohol makes my normally reserved wife get a little more playful. Soon the conversation of strip clubs and our normal Friday night excursions came up. MARYLIN she said it was disappointing that we didn't go tonight because she always liked to fuck me afterwards. I was in a bit of a shock when she brought this up because she never talks dirty in front or other people, especially men. Then she asked me how I felt about it and I agreed that it was unfortunate the clubs were closed because she was always so horny when I got home which always led to great sex.
It was Scott's turn to comment "Looks like we all lost tonight."
MARYLIN didn't like that answer "Well it doesn't have to be that way."
I was stunned. "What do you mean?"
"Well you and Michael can still have your stripper, and you and I can still have great sex!"
Michael liked that idea "I'm game!"
"MARYLIN" I pleaded with her, "we don't have to do this."
"Don't be a prude, let's have some fun."
At this she turned to me and sat across my lap kissing me, her tongue intertwined with mine as I felt her hot breath on me and breasts pressed against me.
She