Wife Offered to the House Guest (First Cuckolding Book 6) Page 4

  The older man had finished washing himself, and he stepped out and dried off.

  “I need some privacy for a little while now,” Tamika said. “Just for a while.”

  The men left her. They needed to talk, and Jeremy seemed to know that.

  “The rules are that you’re not to touch her sexually. You can look all you like and she’s going to give you a hand job but I don’t want it going any further than that,” Robbie said.

  “That’s fair enough,” Jeremy replied. “Same rules as with a lap dance – I can live with that.”

  “Good…. Do you want a beer?”

  They had two beers and ordered pizza before Tamika emerged from the bathroom. She came over combing her hair, and wrapped in a towel that was one of their smaller ones. It didn’t quite reveal her pussy but there wasn’t more than half an inch in it. “I was just thinking we could have that left over chicken and I could make a salad for tonight,” she said.

  “We ordered pizza,” Robbie said. “You could have a break for tonight and relax.”

  “Oh okay.” She was watching Jeremy, who was staring at her legs. “Sorry I had to send you men out of the bathroom but I needed to use the toilet and I’m not sure about doing that with you watching.”

  “That’s fine, love.” It was odd hearing Jeremy refer to Tamika as ‘love’ but it seemed kind of fatherly so it was okay. “I’m feeling damn fortunate to be here at all,” he added. “I think I should be paying more rent or something. How about I cut another check?”

  “You don’t have to do that,” Tamika said hesitantly. They really needed the money and it seemed Jeremy was loaded. Robbie was sure Tamika was thinking the same thing he was.

  “I wouldn’t mind. Considering the extra benefits, I think I could double up and still be ripping you guys off.”

  “Well, since you put it like that,” Robbie said before Tamika had time to knock him back out of politeness.

  “God, we could really use the extra money,” she said enthusiastically. “That would be so good of you, Jeremy.”

  “Hey, I’m serious! Can you imagine how much I’d be spending at a bar every night getting a show that isn’t half as good as this. I mean – to see a young wife take her clothes off with her husband in the room – you can’t buy anything as erotic as that. It’s priceless.”

  “So – should I be naked all the time?” Tamika asked submissively. “I will if you want me to.”

  “No – not all the time. It’s nice to have to sneak a look sometimes too. Just for the fun of it. Or if you sort of casually flash me sometimes – only for a few seconds though – for a tease!”

  “Like this?” Tamika asked sweetly and she opened her towel and showed Jeremy her naked body. Then she closed her towel again and turned away. “But I’d better go and get dressed before you have me doing that for the pizza guy,” she said coyly.

  “I’ll make out another check in the morning,” Jeremy said to Robbie when she’d gone. “And no touching. I fully respect that you want to keep your wife to yourself.”

  When Tamika came from the bedroom she had on the little yellow stretch cotton dress. It hugged her perfectly and showed her dark nipples, and when she sat down the men got a look at her lacy white panties. She sat across from them in a recliner and tucked her legs up, and from behind her legs they could see the thin strip of fabric covering her pussy. They were brief panties cut high at her hips, and the crotch was silky in appearance. It hugged her pussy lips and cut in between them a little.

  “That’s nice,” Jeremy said, tilting his head to look up behind her legs more obviously.

  “Do you like that?” Tamika uttered sweetly. “Can you see enough?”

  “Yeah, they’re very pretty. And it’s nice the way they cut into your slit like that…. That’s called a camel toe these days isn’t it?”

  Tamika nodded with her blush. “Do you like it?” She smoothed her hand over her bottom with her fingers brushing the object of the men’s attention. She then looked to her husband and watched his face as she slipped a finger beneath the fabric and pulled it aside, showing both men her pussy.

  “Yeah, that’s wet,” Jeremy said.

  “I know…. Constantly,” Tamika replied. Then she smoothed the fabric back into place and rubbed it into her slit, deepening the camel toe. “Do you men want me to go to the door when the pizza guy gets here?”

  “Do you want to?” Robbie asked her in reply.

  She nodded. “I feel like being naughty.”

  “There’s a guy coming here tonight to pick up some of my work,” Jeremy said. He turned to Robbie. “How about we invite him in for a few minutes – let him have a look at your wife as well?”

  “What guy?” Robbie asked.

  “My editor’s assistant. He’s about your age – maybe a few years older. He’ll be in a hurry, but just a few minutes to look Tamika over. Her nipples are easy enough to see and maybe give him a look up your dress like this…. Let him check out that camel toe.”

  “Okay,” Tamika uttered, biting down on her smile. She looked to her husband. “Is it okay for his friend to come in and have a look at me too – and for the pizza guy when he gets here? I think I’d let just about anybody right now.”

  “Yeah, it’s more than okay,” Robbie said. His cock was firm, and he looked down at it, inviting his wife to notice the effect she was having on him, as well as Jeremy.

  “I like making you men hard,” she cooed, and she pinched her nipples through her dress. “Actually there’s something I’d really like to do. It was something I thought about at the time but it wasn’t really the right time to be naughty.”

  “Something you thought about at what time?” Robbie asked. He didn’t understand.

  “Wait and I’ll show you,” Tamika teased, and she got up and started to walk towards the bedroom when there was a knock at the door.

  “That will be the pizza,” Jeremy said. He reached for his wallet. “Do you want to get it?” he asked Tamika, handing her a twenty.

  “Do I look alright?” she asked shyly. Her nipples were firm and clearly visible through her dress. She tweaked them a little then tugged at her hem. “Tell me when you can see my panties,” she said. She was standing in front of Jeremy, and she kept inching her dress up until he could see the silky white fabric cutting into her slit.

  “Yeah – like that,” Jeremy groaned.

  She went to the door and answered it. It was only a young guy – maybe eighteen. His eyes widened and flashed down to her crotch then back up to her breasts. “Thanks,” Tamika said sweetly. She had accepted the pizzas and she waited until he had gone before closing the door.

  “Well, did he have a good look?” Jeremy asked.

  Tamika handed Jeremy the pizzas and remained standing in front of him. She was blushing and she nodded. “Yes he had a good look,” she said.

  “So you guys really have discussed doing this?” Jeremy asked.

  “He’s been at me about it ever since our wedding day.”

  “Yeah well, what about our wedding day – why don’t you tell Jeremy about that?”

  “Tell me what? What happened?”

  “Well that’s what I was going to show you a minute ago. I was going to go and put my wedding dress on and show you what every other guy had a look at while they were dancing with me.”

  The men had started on the pizzas. Robbie went and got beers and they settled to their dinner while they chatted.

  “Okay – so what happened?” Jeremy asked again.

  Tamika answered him. “My dress was beautiful but from above there was a pretty good view of my boobs and every man and boy at our wedding had a good look at them. Especially our fathers! Both his father and mine! His dad was hanging over my shoulder all night and my own dad must have asked me to dance ten times.”

  “Well brides are always good to look at, and those gowns often show a fair bit of cleavage,” Jeremy suggested.

  “Mine showed more than cleavage.”


  “How much more? Did it show any nipple?”

  “Yes! I should have worn a bra but I was trying to be sexy for my new husband.”

  “And your own father was looking down your dress, huh? How did that feel?”

  Tamika blushed. “I don’t know – I was enjoying being the center of attention and I didn’t mind that dad was enjoying himself like that. He’s always been a little bit funny with the way he looks at me, and I guess the fact that he had just given me away, I didn’t mind him looking down my front a bit. And I could feel his breath on my shoulder when we were dancing so I knew he was looking down – and I could see that he could easily see my nipples. But it wasn’t only him. All of the groomsmen had dances and they all had a good look too.”

  “He’s actually her step-dad,” Robbie explained to Jeremy.

  “Oh yeah – he is actually, but ever since I was a baby, so he’s real enough for me.”

  After they’d finished eating, Tamika went into the bedroom and came out wearing her wedding dress. Robbie had forgotten how revealing it was until she leaned forward a little and showed Jeremy her tits completely bare and available. They then put some music on and Jeremy danced with her and held her quite firmly against his erection, and she allowed her dress to slip from her shoulder and they continued swaying together with one of her tits completely bare. They were interrupted by another knock at the door.

  “That would be for me,” Jeremy said, grinning down at Tamika.

  “Your editor guy?”

  “Vince is his name. We’ve been to strip clubs and that – he’s fairly broad minded. He said he was going to stop by on his way to the airport though, so he’ll only have a few minutes.”

  “Should I go and get changed?” Tamika asked a little anxiously as Jeremy went to get the door.

  “If you want – but you look good as is.”

  Tamika wasn’t wearing the petticoats under her dress and it was only three quarter length, so she could have passed for something other than a bride. She fixed her shoulder strap and straightened the skirt, brushing it down as Jeremy showed his friend in and introduced him.

  “Hi,” she said, blushing a little as the guy’s eyes lowered to her breasts. It was the same reaction as everyone had on her wedding day. Tamika sat down but remained forward in the recliner, just sitting on the edge of the seat with her hands clasped in her lap and with Jeremy shuffling his guest closer until he was standing at her side with a view down at her nipples.

  “I’ll get the folder – just wait right there,” Jeremy said to him, and Robbie caught the wink he gave Vince before going off to his room.

  “Are you getting married?” Vince asked.

  Tamika looked up at him, smiling through her blush. “No – we already did that. I’m just playing dress ups.”

  Robbie got up and went to the kitchen for another beer, passing his wife on the way and checking exactly how much this stranger could see.

  He could see her tits completely. The front of her dress was gaping clear of her nipples – as he remembered it doing on their wedding day. Vince was staring straight down at his wife’s tits and paying no attention to Jeremy, who had approached offering him the folder he had come to pick up.

  Robbie remained leaning over the breakfast bar, kind of in the background, while the two men chatted with Tamika. They had her giggling and carrying on while they both stood in front of her watching her tits. She glanced down at herself a few times and plucked at her dress a little but she never attempted to cover up or sit back or anything.

  “That’s an awesome dress. Very revealing!” Vince finally declared outright.

  “I know. Everyone enjoyed it on my wedding day too. At least all the men liked it,” Tamika explained.

  “And you didn’t mind?” Vince asked Robbie.

  “I thought she looked sexy. I was proud of her,” he said, making Tamika smile over.

  The guy had another look at her tits – very deliberately that time.

  Tamika blushed up at him. “Plus I went topless at the beach for the first time today, so lots of men have been having a look,” she uttered.

  “Yeah but this is fucking hot down your dress in front of your husband though. Wish I could stay and join in. Except I have to go! Do you guys swing or do a bit of wife sharing? Love to come back some time and nail her for you.”

  Tamika giggled through her deepening blush. “You’re not allowed to nail me though.”

  “No – we’re not into that,” Robbie added. “We don’t mind you looking but that’s as far as it goes.”

  “Oh! Fair enough,” Vince chuckled, blushing a bit himself. “I just thought that….”

  Tamika stood and leaned close to whisper something to Jeremy.

  He grinned. “Are you sure?”

  “Uh huh,” she uttered, peering back at Robbie.

  “Do you want to come and watch her get changed?” Jeremy asked his visitor.

  “Is that okay?” Tamika said to her husband. She was looking from one man to the other, blushing at Vince.

  “I guess,” Robbie replied. “Are you going to change your panties as well?”

  “No – I’m not going to put another pair on,” she grinned. “I’m taking these ones off though – while I have my dress off as well.”

  “So – completely nude?” Vince asked.

  “Uh huh – if you want to come and watch,” Tamika uttered.

  She led and the two other men followed. Robbie edged past them at his bedroom door and rested back on the bed. Tamika stopped in the middle of the room and turned to face the men leaning there in the doorway. She was wringing her hands in front, blushing at them.

  “Do either of you want to have a pretend dance with me in my wedding dress first? You can hold me and have another look down my front.”

  Jeremy stepped forward. “Love to,” he said, smiling and taking Tamika’s hand to draw her close.

  She swayed into him and glanced down at her chest then up into his eyes.

  “So this is what all the men at your wedding got to see?” Jeremy said. “Nipples and all.”

  “Uh huh. And they all wanted dances. My step-dad must have asked at least six times when there was slow music, and his two brothers both had a few dances with me.”

  “And the priest had a good look too,” Robbie chuckled. “Remember him checking you out, sweetheart?”

  “Um – little bit,” Tamika giggled. “But he never asked for a dance so I don’t think he saw my nipples.”

  Jeremy was swaying gently with her, holding her waist and staring down at her tits. Vince approached and she was passed to him.

  He took hold and pulled her close. His arm was higher up her back and his hand reached around her side, his fingers pressing up into the cup supporting her breast. Tamika seemed to lift her right arm away from her side, allowing him room there. He swayed gently with her, chatting and laughing, and Robbie watched the way he was looking down at her tits and squeezing a little with that hand.

  Tamika was checking what he was doing too. She glanced at Robbie, biting down on her lip and with her eyebrows lifting. The guy tossed her out and pulled her back, making her spin and catching her close again. “Need some music,” he grinned, and that time his hand lifted further and he gave Tamika’s breast a squeeze through her dress.

  “Um,” Tamika giggled, squirming a bit and pressing her arm against her side.

  “Yeah – times up,” Jeremy said, and took hold of Tamika, cutting his friend out.

  “Sorry,” the guy said to Robbie. “Couldn’t resist a little feel.”

  He was testing boundaries.

  “You sure you’re not interested in swinging? My wife and I do it occasionally. We’d be happy to fly over one weekend.”

  He opened his wallet and showed Robbie a photo of his wife. She was an attractive brunette.

  Robbie handed the photo back and met Tamika’s eyes. “No – I don’t think so,” he said, and she smiled.

  Robbie knew full well th
at as much as this new idea of flashing for other men was extremely exciting, there was no way in the world Tamika would stand for another woman in the scene. There’s no way she was going to allow one to rent the spare room and there was no way in hell she would let another woman into their bed.

  Robbie gave her a wink and smile, and she acknowledged that unspoken agreement with a smile as well.

  She was then spun around again and Jeremy caught her from behind and carried on pretend-dancing and cuddling her like that. He had his arms politely around her waist. She reached up and placed her hands behind his neck. He was then looking down over her shoulder with her dress gaping completely.

  “Damn! Did any of the men at your wedding hold you like this?” he chuckled.

  “Um – no!” Tamika giggled. “And I don’t remember feeling any of their erections either!”

  “Yeah – sorry about that,” Jeremy laughed. “Involuntary response to you being this close though.”

  “Well since it’s involuntary, I suppose it’s alright then,” she smiled back up at him. “You old pervert.”

  Robbie could see him pressing against Tamika’s bottom, and she was pressing back against him just as much as they swayed.

  Vince stepped up and Tamika was passed back to him. He immediately moved in behind her and she looked to her husband. The guy was staring down over her shoulder but she didn’t lift her arms like she had with Jeremy. Vince was holding her hips and her hands rested over his, untrustingly.

  She was swaying and he was holding her in place and sort of grinding against her – still just swaying, but with his movement out of sinc and with his crotch pressing deliberately into Tamika’s bottom.

  She checked with her husband again, biting down on her lip and lifting her eyebrows a bit. She then blushed and lifted her arms to take hold behind the guy’s neck.

  “Fuck yeah,” he groaned into Tamika’s hair, making her squirm back against him. Her neck was extremely sensitive and her eyes had closed, but they opened again and settled on Robbie’s as she smiled through her blush.

  “Yeah – totally involuntary,” Vince chuckled, and that made Tamika giggle, and his hand lifted and felt her breast through her dress again. He squeezed it as Tamika’s hand closed over his wrist, but her eyes had closed again and she squirmed back against his crotch for a moment.