My briefs are tented and, looking across from me, Brian's briefs are pretty tented too. He smiled at me as he shuffled the cards. The truth is, I was totally in love with Paige. And she was crazy in love with me. Our birthdays are three days apart; she turns eighteen right before I do. After a few drinks however, the three of us began to loosen up; and a return to work seemed increasingly unlikely. Music was played on the hi-fi and light speculation was made of what we could do, rather than return to the dreary old office routine for the remainder of the afternoon. The thought that his shy, conservative wife had played strip poker excited him. Obviously, he knew Jen had a past, but he had no idea that she had been adventurous enough to play strip poker. Well, until recently, that is! Well, I'm sure I'm not the only one who noticed how wet you were before you jumped in the pool." Said Allie. "I'm sure the guys won't mind if you take care of that little problem."

Sherri turned out to be a real blast and we hit it off great. During dinner we started on a bottle of wine and by the end of the bottle we were talking and laughing like old friends. She helped me clean off the table, then we went into the den where the guys had the movie all set up. The movie was “Swordfish” and the guys couldn’t help but replay the “Halle Berry tit scene” a couple of times. We opened another bottle of wine, and by the end of the movie no one was feeling any pain. Anne giggled nervously, while Marisa glared at me defiantly, as if to say, "Are you daring me? You think I won't do it?!" Dave tried not to look too gleefully happy. Conversely to her likely embarrassment if she were ever to become exposed in front of others, I had sensed for some time that she almost certainly had a latent exhibitionist streak in her which was likely to more than overcome any shyness if she were sufficiently aroused. I realised however, that even if I was correct in my theory, she certainly wasn't even remotely aware of any exhibitionistic tendencies within herself - latent or otherwise. Horror Writing | Screenplay Writing | How To Write | Write Books | Read Write | Writing Tips | Writing Tools | Writing CommunityLaura slowly stood up and started undoing the button on her shorts. She kept trying to tell herself that it wouldn't be any worse than being in a bikini, but there was just something different about people seeing you in only panties that she couldn't get over. She undid the zipper and slid her shorts down her legs, letting her friends get a good view of her white polyester panties. Maybe it was all the wine, maybe it was the heat between my legs, or maybe both, but for some reason I felt obligated to listen. I turned around and showed off my best feature. No doubt all the guys were hard as stone staring at my plump ass. Yeah right, tell that to them," Emma told her, turning her glance towards the other four people in the room who were all staring at Jen's sexy outfit.

We decided on teams: Tim, Me, and Darren vs. John, Ann, and Sarah. I was relieved Tim was on my team but was a bit nervous about acting out sexual terms for Darren to guess as well. I took a hefty sip of my third glass to calm my nerves.

I won the first hand and commanded Lisa to play the rest of the game with her legs spread wide open so that everyone could get a good look at her pussy. I was surprised that Bill and Bob could concentrate on the game at this point because their eyes were fixated on Lisa’s Pussy, which was already glistening with her wetness. She read the card and started grasping at her tits aggressively. The pair on the couch guessed words like "tits" or "sexual massage" but ultimately Ann was frustrated that she couldn't convey what she needed through her dress and yanked the right side down. Apart from erotic fantasy during lovemaking and moments of solitary excitement, I had never really been too sure about letting Caroline show too much, even when we went out dressed up for an evening. I suppose I had always been too worried someone might make a pass at her when she'd had a few drinks and she might become vulnerable to any serious seduction which followed. Sometimes I had considered that despite the short term thrill of others seeing her, my fantasy might well turn into a nightmare for us. Since we were all down to our undies…. me with both bra and panties we decided to add another rule. The wine was no doubt helping in our decision making, and I was hoping to possibly get nasty with Dave, and was hoping that Barry wouldn’t mind. From the way he was looking at Sherri I didn’t think it would be a problem. Our next rule said the winner got to take off the article of clothing and fondle the loser on any exposed area. He let it drop for a week then started asking again. I finally said that I would agree, but on the condition that if I didn’t like it, then I could stop it without him getting upset. He asked me to just to try it once and if I didn’t like it we’d do something else. I agreed and left everything up to him.

Before the event I am about to relate, a couple of situations arose when I managed to contrive her partial nudity, knowing that a friend might see parts of her body if he should chance to look her way. Sadly, the guy in question missed out on both occasions; which was a shame for him, because he'd often told me how much he envied my being able to see her naked whenever I wanted. Interestingly enough, when I later told my wife what had happened and she realised that she might have been 'inadvertently' exposed, I could sense her subconscious arousal and sex that night was unusually physical!I could hardly believe this was happening. A surge of adrenalin coursed through my body. "Damn," I thought to myself, "now it's a sex party!" Paige also wiggled out of her jeans; why do women wear jeans that are that damned tight? Debbie had on this really pretty pink bra and panties and I really liked what I was seeing. In the event, we moved off the subject of photography, in favour of Peter drunkenly trying to persuade my little wife to do a strip-tease; but despite a deepening of her facial flush, she remained adamant and smilingly refused every suggestion he made. Peter showed a great interest in the subject of my wife's attractions and before I could stop myself, I began to describe how I'd taken various photographs of Caroline both dressed and undressed - and that one or two of them were really quite compromising. The more Caroline tried to divert the conversation away from the delights of her naked body, the more her embarrassment excited me to enlarge on her attributes and without actually describing in specific detail, Peter became well aware that Caroline was not only sexy in bed but really quite a lusty and adventurous person whenever the situation allowed.