My wife have sex with our neighbor

A few weeks ago my wife, Bonnie, and I made a bet on
something we were both absolutely certain we were
right about. The bet was for one evening of whatever
the winner wants – total control.

I won, and Bonnie was appalled. I am always trying to
talk her into letting me show off her body more, like
flashing truckers on the highway or getting caught
undressed when our next door neighbor, Frank, is over.
She will occasionally let a button “accidentally” come
open when he is around if she’s had a couple of beers,
but voluntarily showing a breast or her pussy is too
much for her. She knows it is a turn-on for me, but it
is very difficult to get past her modesty.

When I won this bet she was VERY nervous, because she
knew what I would want her to do. But give her credit:
she didn’t try to back out of the bet.

The evening before I claimed my winnings, I talked to
Frank about my plans, and he was more than willing to
help out. I started off the evening by taking her to
The Melting Pot, a fondue restaurant here in Richmond.

It is very nice – dark and romantic. We were seated in
a booth in a small room. It was early enough that we
were the only ones in the room. After we had ordered
our first drink, I told her to unbutton another button
on her dress. This would open it to just below her
breasts. Since I had vetoed any underwear, when she
did she was more exposed than she ever had been in
public.

She sat up straight to keep the dress from opening
too much, but as we ate and drank our wine she relaxed
and seemed to forget about how exposed she was. She
was sitting leaning forward a bit with her shoulders
sort of slumped, and the view was wonderful. I could
see some of both breasts, nearly to the aureole.

Before desert arrived I told her to unbutton one more
button. Her dress was now open to well below her
breasts. When she sat up straight you couldn’t see
much. But when she would lean forward to take a bite
of desert it would fall away from her body and I could
see most of both breasts, including her nipples. The
drinks and wine had had an effect, and she soon grew
careless, leaning forward and allowing me to enjoy the
view.

I told her I loved the way she looked, and to keep
sitting that way. She was embarrassed, but did as I
told her.

Our waiter arrived to clear the desert and offer us
an after dinner drink. When Bonnie saw him she gave a
little start and straightened up. With him standing
right there I said, “Bonnie, tell Aaron what our
arrangement is tonight.”

He looked at me with a puzzled expression, then at
Bonnie. She looked down at the table and said, just
as I had made her agree before we left home, “I have
to do whatever he wants, whenever he wants, with no
argument and no hesitation.” I said, “Good girl,”
then explained to Aaron that she had lost a bet,
and this was how she was paying it off.

He grinned as he began to understand.

“Now, Bonnie,” I said, “that’s not how I told you to
sit, is it?” Still looking down at the table she
shook her head. “Show Aaron how you were sitting
before he walked up.”

She hesitated and looked at me without moving,
nervously biting her lip. This was what she had been
afraid of. She said, “I don’t think I can do this.”

I replied, “Come on, Bonnie. You have to do it. You
made the bet, now it’s time to pay up. Aaron won’t
mind, will you?”

“Hey, not a bit,” he said, guessing what was coming.
Bonnie took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and slowly
did as she was told. The top of her dress fell forward
again and gaped open, and we could both see her breasts
right down to the nipples. What a turn-on!

“That’s much better,” I said. “Now, Bonnie, you did
what I told you to do, but it wasn’t without
hesitation, the way you agreed. You are going to have
to pay a penalty to remind you not to hesitate when
I tell you to do something this evening. Unbutton
another button.”

Reluctantly, she did. The dress was now unbuttoned
clear to her waist. “Good girl. Now open the dress
and give Aaron a good look at what you were embar-
rassed to let him see the first time.”

Her eyes opened wide, and she looked across the table
at me you could see the color drain from her face. He
had already seen her breasts, but actively showing
them to him was a very big step. “Are you hesitating?”

“No!” she said quickly, then slowly reached up and
took hold of the sides of her dress. Glancing around
the room to make sure there was no one else who could
see, she opened it briefly, the immediately closed it
again.

“Way too fast, Honey. Do it again, but this time hold
the dress open until I tell you to close it.”

She closed her eyes again and parted the material,
letting her gorgeous tits spill out. Aaron was
transfixed. He stared at her breasts and said, “Wow!
Excellent!”

“That’s not so difficult, is it, Darling? Now look at
Aaron and thank him for the compliment. Then you can
close your dress and button that one button,” I told
her.

She was absolutely scarlet, but did as she was told.

“So did you learn anything?” I asked when he left.

“Yes. If I don’t do what you tell me to do, the
punishment is worse that what I would have had to do
in the first place.”

“Very good. Remember that, and go back to sitting like
you were, and stay that way when Aaron comes back. If
you are good, maybe I won’t have you show him your
pussy.”

She did as she was told, and when Aaron returned with
out check he stayed and talked a few minutes and
thanked us both for a very enjoyable experience. All
the while he was enjoying the view of Bonnie’s naked
tits.

I went home via the interstate, and just to keep
things interesting I had her unbutton the last button
again. When we passed a big truck I would reach over
and open her dress and fondle her tit. We got a couple
of appreciative horn toots, and I know she was
embarrassed, but she didn’t try to cover up. I guess
she was afraid of what I would have her do if she did!

When we got home she said that it wasn’t as bad or as
difficult as she thought it would be. She even said
she didn’t know whether she was more embarrassed,
afraid, or excited. She thought she was done, but I
told her to go into the bedroom and undress. I had
already tied some soft cord to the corners of out
king size bed. I had her lay down, and quickly tied
her nude and spread eagle on the bed.

This was not really a first. We had experimented with
light bondage a few times, but it was never a big part
of out sex life. This time, though, she was in for a
surprise.

I was kissing her and running my hands over her body
and she was getting really turned on. Then the doorbell
rang. I quickly pulled the sheet up to her neck and
went to answer the door, telling her I would be right
back. I had arranged, of course, for Frank to come over
fifteen minutes after he saw us return home.

His grin was as big as mine when I answered the door.
I motioned him to be quiet and led him back to the
bedroom. When I walked in Bonnie said, “Who was . . .?”
And then she saw Frank. I thought she was embarrassed
at the restaurant, but her face went from red to pale,
the back to red again as she realized she was caught
playing at bondage, then remembered that she was naked
under the sheet, then finally realized what I planned
to do. “Oh my God!” was all she could say over and
over again.

Frank and I stood at the foot of the bed, savoring the
moment. Finally I said, “Bonnie, you know I have wanted
to show you off to Frank for a long time, and you
wouldn’t let me do it. Frank has always wanted to get
a good look at your body, so tonight’s the night you’re
going to make up both happy.”

I pulled the sheet down to just above her breasts.
“This is about all you’re usually willing to let Frank
see. Now I’m going to show him what he’s been missing.
Frank, take a look at this.” With that, I very slowly
pulled the sheet down over her terrific tits and down
to her waist. She tried to pull her hands free to cover
up, but all she accomplished was to make her tits
bounce around enticingly. She stopped struggling.

We moved up to sit on the bed, one of each side of her.
He was telling her how sexy and beautiful she looked,
and I said as I reached for her right breast, “Touch
her and feel how soft her skin is.” As he reached over
and started to caress her left breast, she again
moaned, “Oh my God!”

Nothing else turns her on like playing with her
breasts, and she later told me that having two men
touch her at once for the first time was the most
incredible rush she had ever experienced.

After several minutes of touching, rubbing, and sucking
of her breasts, I said to Frank, “Her tits are really
nice, but let me show you something truly magnificent.”

We moved to the foot of the bed and I again grabbed the
sheet and slowly pulled it down her body. Bonnie was
squirming and kept saying, “Oh my God, I can’t believe
you’re really going to do this!” Slowly her pubic hair
came into view, then we could see her pussy peaking out
from between her spread legs, then finally the sheet
was off completely.

What a moment! There was my darling, proper, modest
wife, tied to our bed, nude, with her legs spread wide
open, with Frank standing there looking at her. And
she couldn’t move or cover up; all she could do was
lay there and let him look. I had wanted this and
fantasized about it for so long, and finally, here it
was!

We sat down between her legs and I reached up and
spread the lips of her vagina wide open so we could
see all the way up inside her. My hands were shaking.
I had never been so excited. We could tell she was
getting excited, too, because we could see that she
was getting very wet.

We both touched her and rubbed her and played with her,
taking turns finger-fucking her and gently rubbing her
clit. She was moaning and started arching her back,
pushing her pussy up to meet our fingers. I had three
fingers inside her and Frank was rubbing her clit when
I said, “Go ahead and taste her.” I guess that was all
it took.

She moaned, “Oh God yes!” and before his mouth even
touched her I felt the rhythmic contractions that
signaled her first orgasm. She had several more over
the next hour or so as we kissed, rubbed, and sucked
her until she was panting and covered in a sheen of
sweat.

As she was about to reach another climax, I said,
“Bonnie, it’s after midnight so you’ve paid off the
bet, but I want to keep going. Am I still in charge?”

OK, I admit it. I took advantage of the situation.
After all, who can say no when they are about to come?
When she said, “Oh yes!”, I said, “Frank, you heard
her. I’m in change, and I say she needs to be fucked.
Would you like to do the honors?”

He wholeheartedly agreed and enthusiastically accepted.
I moved up to the head of the bed. She eagerly took my
cock in her mouth. Frank moved higher between her legs
and put the head of his dick at the entrance to her
vagina. He slowly slid his cock inside her and I heard
the familiar little “unh” that always comes when I
first enter her.

It was done.

She was being fucked by two men at once and obviously
loving it! In fact, all three of us were loving it. We
took turns fucking and sucking her the rest of the
night. Somewhere along the way she was untied and
participated as enthusiastically as we did.

Finally, sometime around dawn, we called it a night.
Frank went home and Bonnie and I cuddled together and
fell into a deep, satisfied sleep.

The next morning (well, afternoon) Bonnie was very
embarrassed about what we had done. She just couldn’t
believe she had really acted the way she did. Even
more, she couldn’t believe she really enjoyed it as
much as she did. We talked for a long time, and I
finally convinced her I was completely comfortable
with what had happened and not at all jealous or
threatened. We soon agreed that it really was OK.

After all, we all had fun, no one was hurt, and we’re
all still very good friends – closer, in fact, than we
were before it happened. And besides, it was a HUGE
turn-on for all of us. It was such a radical change
from Bonnie’s previous modesty and proper attitude
that I wondered if she was being entirely honest about
her feelings.

Then a week later, for my birthday, she gave me a book
of six coupons, each one good for an evening of any-
thing I want, “with no argument and no hesitation”. I
guess she really was being honest!

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