Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: Showtime (MFM, cheat)
Date: 25 Nov 1995 23:51:45 GMT

			       Showtime

	I'm one of those kinds of guys who really enjoys watching.
Lucky for me I've got a sexy little wife (a 5-foot 4-inch redhead who
measures 34C-22-35, with the face of an angel) who has acquired a
taste for doing what I like to watch. It started like this.

	I had tried dropping hints now and then to Judy (my wife)
about my fantasy to see her get it on with another guy. She always
changed the subject and so I wouldn't press it. But then one evening
last spring things changed.

	My wife and I often go out for a drink or two on Friday
evenings. She dresses up in a way I love to see her - and judging from
the way all the guys stare, I know I'm not the only one who likes the
way she looks. On this particular spring evening, Judy thought just
her and I were going out. Little did she know I made arrangements with
a single guy I know named Jim to go along with us.

	She was looking typically hot; wearing a thin, short, white
full skirt, without a slip beneath it. Under that she wore a white
lace garter, a white g-string styled panty, and sheer white stockings
with red 4 inch spike heels (the kind we call her "fuck-me" pumps).
Topping it off, she wore a red middie top with no bra. Her large
nipples poked out against the stretchy fabric and her full-yet-firm
breasts jiggled teasingly with each mincing step she made in her
high-heels.

	We "bumped" into Jim in the first bar we went to. Judy had met
Jim before, but my young wife (She's 22, fifteen years younger than
me) is sorta shy and doesn't talk much. We sat down at a table with
Jim and had a drink before deciding to go to another bar that had
dancing - Judy loves dancing.

	When we got to the next bar, we found a booth in a dark corner
on one side of the dance floor. We had a few more drinks, talked and
watched the couples on the dance floor. By this time Judy had drank
four gin and tonics - her norm for an evening is two. I'd told Jim
that Judy loved to dance and so he kept asking her to dance - it was
almost always to the slow ones.

	Judy is afraid to "just say no" to people so of course, she
spent a lot of time in his arms. To my delight, he took advantage of
that. If I didn't known what she was wearing under her pretty dress, I
certainly would have by the time the second dance was over! As they
danced slow and close in the dark corner of the dance floor, he always
managed to slyly work her skirt up, exposing first her pretty stocking
tops, then her luscious, firm round ass framed between the tight
straps of her white lace garters.

	I went to the head once while they were dancing and when I
came back, Jim was sitting closely beside her in the booth as they
both sipped their drinks.

	`This is what I've been wanting,' I thought and so I sat on
the opposite side of the table where I could easily see the two of
them. By then Judy was totally blasted. I watched Judy squirm - and
let me tell you she was squirming an awful lot - as Jim's hands spent
a lot of time under the table. I knew he was feeling-up her soft
thighs and working his way up to her sweet little cunt as we sat there
sipping our drinks. A couple of times one hand would stray up and
squeeze one of her big erect nipples, making her gasp out loud. She
would glance over at me, smiling innocently, and I would smile back
and nod. I thought my stiff prick was going to bust open my zipper as
I watched my friend Jim treat hot little Judy like his personal slut,
right there in front of me - and boy was I loving it. Through all of
it, she never once touched him back or said anything, but just sat
there, squirming deliciously and trying her best to not appear excited
as he stroked her pussy, massaging her erect little clitty.

	After several minutes of this, Jim leaned towards Judy and
whispered something in her ear. Judy looked over at me and smiled as
they rose again and went out on the dance floor. With Judy's back
towards me, once again Jim worked her short skirt up in the back. This
time he tucked it into her belt and clasped her ass cheeks in both his
hands. Next, he took hold of the top of her g-string panties and
pulled it up far into the crack of her creamy ass. About then the
music ended and they came back to the booth.

	After they sat down Jim whispered again into Judy's ear. I
watched as Judy rose up from her seat slightly and Jim's hands moved
beneath the table. The next I knew Jim was tossing Judy's nasty little
panties on the seat between her and I - he'd pulled it off her right
there in the bar! I quickly reached over and scooped them up, feeling
the soaked crotch of the silky little garment.

	Sensing that my absence from the booth made both bolder, I
made a few more trips to the bathroom. Judy told me later that each
time I left the table Jim would start making-out with her, telling her
to suck his tongue when he slipped it between her pouty red lips. Of
course she obliged him - she has such a hard time saying no!. All the
while he was massaging her clit with his thumb as he slid two fingers
in and out of her increasingly juicy pussy.

	Finally, with my cock raging in my pants, I suggested we
leave. Judy smoothed her skirt back down as I slipped her panty into
my jacket pocket and we rose to leave.

	We crossed the parking lot, Judy and Jim walking side by side
as I walked behind them a few steps watching the action. Jim ran his
hand up under the backside of her skirt, squeezing each firm ass-cheek
before slipping his fingers between her legs and up her crotch. Judy,
with Jim's finger up her love box, continued walking.

	At the car Jim leaned back against the car's side, unsnapping
and unzipping his trousers. He told Judy to suck his cock the way she
sucked his tongue. I stood watching as she crouched down in from of
him and took his rock-hard tool into her hot mouth. He talked dirty to
her, telling her to take his big meat down her throat and asking her
if she liked the feel of a cock in her pretty little mouth.

	After a few minutes of that he pulled his prick out of her
mouth and told he was going to fuck her now. I climbed into the
driver's seat as the two of them crawled into the ample back seat of
my Lincoln. I leaned across the back of the front seat, looking on as
Judy pulled her skirt back up around her narrow waist. She turned her
back towards him, placing a shapely leg on each side of his, then
lowered herself onto his lap, taking his cock deep inside her.

	I started the car just as Judy began to move up and down on
his bone-hard pole. I adjusted the rear-view mirror to allow me to
continue watching the action. Judy gripped the top of the front seat
as she rode his cock, grinding and pumping him faster as we sped down
the street towards Jim's apartment.

	Just as we pulled into his driveway, Jim grabbed her roughly
around her hips, and began thrusting up into her, causing little
whimpering sounds to come from deep in Judy's throat with each pump
her gave her. Jim suddenly arched his back forward and moaned deeply,
`I'm cu-umming!!'

	It was only moments after that that Judy began bouncing up and
down wildly on Jim's meat, squealing with delight as she too came.

	After they caught their breaths, Jim put his big hands under
Judy's ass and lifted her up from his prong. He stuffed his now lip
prick back into his pants and crawled out of the back seat.

	"Thanks Judy; we'll have do get together again, real soon," he
said matter of factly as he shut the door walked to his apartment.

	Judy got into the front seat and sucked me off as I drove back
to our place.

	That hot little episode was only the beginning of our new
adventures. Since then I've watched her do it again with Jim, with
her best friend's boyfriend, her boss, and even the pastor of the
local church. But I'll tell you about all that at another time.