My wife, Karen, is a beautiful woman with a dynamite body. The first thing men
notice about Karen are her large breasts, which are "E" cups and look out of
proportion on her otherwise petite body. When I first met Karen, she was very
much aware of the effect her body had on men, and was embarrassed by it. Because
of that, she always wore baggy clothing which made her look overweight. She
lacked confidence in herself and her appearance. After we were married, I was
slowly able to begin to change the way she felt about herself. I complimented
her when she was naked and when she wore some of her less baggy clothes, and I
always made a point to compare her favorably to other women. As a result, Karen
was encouraged to wear tighter, more figure-revealing clothing. I always bought
her sexy things, including tops with plunging necklines, stockings and garter
belts, high heels, tight skirts. Finally, I could see a change taking place as
her confidence was built. She began aerobics and working out until, now, her
body is tight and hard and she loves being admired - even to the point of being
an exhibitionist. I have always been open with Karen, supporting the change, and
even encouraging her to dress and act sexy. She says she can see in my eyes how
much I enjoy watching her look and act sexy and even flirt with other guys. I
admitted to her that I had fantasized about watching her make love to another
guy. Karen said her favorite fantasy was about making love to several men at the
same time, but she said she could never go any further than flirting with me
around. I teased her and told her to just tell me all about her escapades when
they were over. And she did! Karen works for a large household discount business
that has a huge warehouse with a small sales area in the front. She's the only
woman worker, working at the service counter and also taking inventory in the
warehouse. This guy, Brad, was always grabbing at her and feeling her ass and
telling her how he wanted to "fuck her tits." He's the owner's nephew, so there
is no point in making a big deal out of it. This morning, they were predicting
temperatures and humidity in the high nineties, and since the place isn't
air-conditioned, Karen dressed for work in a bra, summer top and short skirt.
Brad opened the place up and Karen was always early to get the counter ready.
Karen said she was making the coffee when, like a homing pigeon, Brad came up
behind her in the warehouse and grabbed her hips and pressed his groin into her
ass. This time, however, instead of pulling away as in the past, Karen pressed
herself back into him. Brad, not one to miss a cue, brought both hands up around
Karen to cup her breasts. As he massaged her tits, Karen continued to grind
against his crotch. Brad spun her around and started to French kiss her as his
hand made its way under her skirt and down into her panties. His eager finger
found her honey pot and he started finger fucking her as he rubbed her clit with
his thumb. Karen said she was beside herself and losing all control as she tried
to catch her breath and could feel her heart beating wildly. Brad lifted her
summer shirt completely off, unsnapped her bra, and then stepped back for a
moment to enjoy the sight of my wife's massive, naked tits. Quickly, Brad began
to suck and lick Karen's hard nipples as he continued to finger her. When he
pulled his head away and pushed down on her shoulders, Karen knew what he wanted
her to do, and didn't resist. She fell to her knees, opened his zipper and let
Brad gently guide his hard cock into her mouth. He started to move back and
forth, fucking her mouth and running his cock over her tongue. Karen was so
excited, she started cupping her own breasts and pinching her nipples. As Brad
got ready to shoot his load, he pulled his cock from her mouth and told my wife
to hold her tits together, and he shot his cum onto her tits and watched it
collect in her cleavage. Karen said she had an orgasm as Brad's warm, sticky
jism hit her tits. Without waiting, Brad grabbed an old paint drop cloth, threw
it on the floor and motioned for Karen to lie back as he straddled her. He
pushed Karen's breasts together, around his semi-rigid cock, and for the next
few minutes, he fucked her tits until he shot another load all over her neck and
chest. Brad collapsed on top of my wife with a smile. "I can't believe that this
has happened!" "Well, it did, and that may not be the last time if your cock has
anything to do with it!" The both looked at his penis jerking back to life again
and laughed. Brad got up and said they were lucky not to get caught and that
they better get to work. As he ran off into the warehouse, he grabbed Karen's
bra and laughed, again. Karen sat up, looking for something to clean Brad's cum
with when she heard the door open. So, she quickly rubbed the cum-juice into her
tits (which she said made her even hotter!) and pulled her thin top on.
Embarrassed to be wearing such a thin top without a bra, Karen's plight almost
immediately became worse when the material stuck to her sticky chest like a
second skin. Blatantly stared at by the rest of the guys she works with and her
boss, Karen said she had to take some pretty intense ribbing about her boobs.
Then, when the store opened, Karen had to work at the counter and she said she
could hardly keep her mind on her work as she was so aware of the almost all
male customers looking at her chest. It was so obvious to everyone that she was
braless, and with the heat and humidity and cum, Karen's top was almost
transparent, and she couldn't believe how hot her exhibition was making her. She
said she got so many offers to take her to lunch, or dinner, or "whatever," she
knew she looked like she was advertising. She said that by the afternoon, she
was even feeling brave enough to bend over the counter and watch the men almost
die at her performance. Finally, by closing time, Karen was so horny that when
she saw Brad she begged him to screw her. He told her to meet him in a certain
corner in the back in five minutes. When Karen got back there, Brad had already
arranged some folding pads into a wide bed. Karen and Brad embraced, and then
started stripping each other. They were both so horny they couldn't see
straight! They positioned themselves in the sixty-nine position, and just took
off from there. Brad fucked my wife twice in the next half hour and Karen said
she had at least 3 orgasms. Finally, they were both exhausted and Brad said he
had to leave to get to a supplier before it closed. He dressed and left. Karen
laid there a few minutes, getting her strength back, and then reached for her
skirt. Out of what she thought was an empty warehouse came a voice - "Not, yet,
Karen. It's my turn." It was her boss, Dave. He had apparently seen or heard her
and Brad and watched them fuck. Karen said she smiled at Dave and told him,
"Okay, but I'm beat. You'll have to do all the work." Dave began to drop his
pants and said, "No problem." Karen told me that Dave fucked her for a long time
before he came and she had two more orgasms. Then they both dressed and locked
up. On the way out, Dave patted Karen's ass and told her he was looking forward
to tomorrow. When Karen got home, she was so excited, she could barely talk. She
said it wasn't exactly her dream of a bunch of guys all at once, but who knows
what will happen now, when word about last night gets around at the store. She
said she hoped I didn't mind, but she could hardly wait for the next encounter.
After dinner, Karen said she wants me to fuck her before she showers, and then I
could help her pick out what she's going to wear to work, tomorrow. I could see
how excited and happy she was. Of course, I love her and that hasn't changed
since hearing about her adventure, tonight. The one thought I did have was maybe
she could sneak me into the warehouse so I could watch!
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