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Drinking with the Enemy

Samantha came out into the living room wearing a short black cocktail dress and stockings. She was teetering in her high heels since she wasn’t very accustomed to wearing them.

“Whoa, where are you going?” asked her boyfriend Frank, looking up from playing his video game.

“I told you that I was going out drinking with Cindy tonight,” said Samantha with exasperation as she put in her earrings hurriedly.

“Why are you dressed like such a slut?” asked Frank suspiciously.

“You like this?” asked Samantha brightly, turning and wiggling her rump at him. Her short dress clung tightly to her rear, revealing it’s round shape.

Frank gazed longingly at Samantha’s butt and gorgeous legs. There was a strip of pale thigh visible above her stockings which always made him hard and this time was no exception. He felt himself stiffening at the sight of her.

“Who’s all going?” he asked her.

“Just some friends of hers from her new job at that bar Scooters,” said Samantha absently.

“Scooters?!” cried Frank in amazement. “That’s the place where I got in a fight with the bouncers!”

“Wait, what?” asked Samantha. “You never told me about that.”

“I uh, yeah,” admitted Frank awkwardly. “Well remember when I came home with that black eye last month?”

“Oh boy,” said Samantha, biting her nails nervously and avoiding Frank’s accusing gaze.

“Don’t tell me you and Cindy are going out drinking with the bouncers from Scooters,” yelped Frank indignantly.

“How was I supposed to know you got in a fight with those guys?” demanded Samantha defensively. “You never told me.”

“Well, you can’t go,” said Frank shakily. “You definitely can’t go drinking with those dickheads that beat my ass in the bar just for mouthing off to them.”

Samantha stood with her hands on her hips and just stared Frank down. She wasn’t used to taking orders from him and she wasn’t about to start now.

“I mean, come on,” he said weakly, wilting beneath her stern expression. “That’s not cool.”

“Frank, I can’t ditch Cindy at the last minute like this,” said Samantha reasonably. “I just have to go.”

“But that’s like betraying me,” whined Frank.

“Look, we are just having drinks,” said Samantha, pulling self-consciously at the hem of her revealing dress. “It’s not like I am going to sleep with all of them.”

“Yeah, well, can’t you at least go change into something less sexy?” begged Frank. “Put some jeans on or something.”

Samantha snorted in response. “You want me to go out looking like a bag lady?” she asked.

“Those assholes are going to be checking out your body like mad,” said Fred bitterly, his stomach roiling in jealousy at the thought of the big rough bouncers getting drunk and ogling his girlfriend.

“No they won’t,” said Samantha unconvincingly.

“Yes, they will,” asserted Frank. “That dress barely covers your crotch. And Jesus, are you even wearing a bra?”

“No,” said Samantha, covering her stiff nipples with her hands modestly. “But I never wear a bra with this dress, the straps would show,” she argued feebly, gesturing to the spaghetti straps of her dress.

“Oh man, what if one of them hits on you?” asked Frank, his brow breaking out in sweat as he looked his attractive girlfriend up and down. “Those big meatheads will get drunk and start pawing at you like crazy.”

Just then there was a honk from the driveway. “Oh shit, here they are,” said Samantha, glancing out the window. “Look, I know this is weird, and I wouldn’t normally go out with some guys that beat you up, but it’s too late to back out now. I can’t leave Cindy hanging.”

“Fuck!” said Frank in frustration, peeking out the window at the big black SUV in the driveway. The head bouncer from Scooters was at the wheel and Frank recognized him as the one that had given Frank his black eye.

“Look, I love you and I would never betray you, ok?” said Samantha, giving Frank a quick peck on the cheek.

Frank didn’t respond and Samantha teetered out the door. He watched through the window as she swayed down the driveway and the big bouncer got out of the SUV and looked her up and down appreciatively. Frank ground his teeth at the sight. The big man opened the back door for Samantha to get in and slapped her playfully on the ass as she climbed into the SUV.

Frank could take no more and went running out the door to confront him.

“That’s my fucking girlfriend, asshole,” shouted Frank, confronting the bigger man in the driveway.

“What the fuck?” said the bouncer, taken aback for a minute. “Oh hey, I remember you. Looks like your eye healed up but you still don’t know how to keep your mouth shut.”

“Samantha, get out of the car!” shouted Frank shrilly.

Samantha rolled down the window and yelled, “Frank, just go back inside, will you?”

“Yeah, just go back inside, Frank,” laughed the bouncer climbing back into the driver’s seat. “Don’t worry, me and my buddies will take good care of your girl tonight.” Then he slammed the door and pulled out of the driveway. Samantha waved consolingly to Frank as the SUV screeched down the street, loud music blasted from it’s obnoxiously loud stereo system.

Frank paced back and forth all night, unable to concentrate on anything but Samantha. He kept picturing her getting fucked by each of those muscle bound steroid freaks, one after another, crying out in ecstasy as each big man used her for sex and spurted his load inside and all over her. He drank beer after beer, getting drunker and more upset until he finally just passed out cold.

He was awoken the following morning by Samantha as she creeped in the front door with her shoes in her hand. Frank had fallen asleep on the couch and he groaned as he looked over at his disheveled girlfriend. Her hair was a mess and her makeup was all smeared. Her stockings were full of runs and her dress was stained with white splotches.

“Where the fuck were you all night?” demanded Frank. Then he paused after noticing how ragged Samantha looked and softened his tone. “Jeez, you look as bad as I feel.”

“Look, honey, I can explain,” said Samantha, holding up her hands for clemency.

“Ok, explain,” said Frank sitting up painfully and reaching for the bottle of water on the table to wash the taste of copper pennies from his mouth.

“We got a little drunk and I ended up crashing at Jimmy’s house,” croaked Samantha awkwardly.

“Who the fuck is Jimmy?” demanded Frank impatiently.

“Look, can I go get washed up first before we get into this?” pleaded Samantha.

“No, Jimmy is one of those bouncers, right?” spat Frank, his face burning with shame.

“Yeah, he was the one who opened the door for me last night,” admitted Samantha, with a grimace.

“And who slapped your ass,” said Frank tightly.

“Yeah, I guess,” said Samantha, coming over and sitting down on the couch next to Frank. She took the water bottle from Frank and took a long drink. “Look, those guys are actually really nice. It’s a shame you got off on the wrong foot.”

“Wait, what?” squawked Frank.

“They don’t have anything against you,” said Samantha defensively. “They said that you were being a real jerk to them the night they roughed you up.”

“Whose side are you on?” demanded Frank angrily.

“I’m on your side, honey,” said Samantha rubbing his shoulder to comfort him.

“Then why did you sleep at Jimmy’s house last night?” he pouted sullenly.

“The boys and I went to Jimmy’s house for more drinks after the bar closed and they uh, were too drunk to drive me back,” said Samantha evasively.

“Jesus, you went and drank all night with a bunch of asshats that beat the shit out of me,” said Frank, shaking his head in amazement and looking at Samatha with a hurt expression. “Why didn’t you take a cab home?”

“We were, um, it was, uh, I don’t know,” stammered Samantha, avoiding Frank’s accusing gaze. “We were having fun, actually,” she admitted in a small voice. “They were really into me.”

“They were into you?” complained Frank. Then he looked more closely at the stains on spattered all over Samatha’s dress. “What the fuck did you get on your dress?” he asked with disgust.

“Yeah, I, uh, don’t know,” said Samatha brushing at herself guiltily.

“Jesus, is that cum?” gasped Frank in shock. “Did you fuck those guys last night?” His heart was racing as the idea crossed his mind.

“No, ha, what the heck?” laughed Samantha weakly, taking his hand. “What kind of slut do you think I am?”

“You’re lying through your damn teeth,” said Frank, snatching his hand away. “Don’t insult my intelligence.” He glared at her angrily, but he didn’t want to believe she had cheated on him with those douchebags. That would be too humiliating.

“Ok, what do you want me to say?” pleaded Samantha desperately. “Maybe we horsed around a little, but it was just for fun, it wasn’t serious or anything.”

“What kind of horsing around?” demanded Frank suspiciously.

“Uh, let’s just forget about it,” said Samantha. “I’m taking a shower.” She got up and retreated to the bathroom, but Frank followed her insistently.

“You just seem guilty if you won’t tell me what happened,” whined Frank, standing in the bathroom door as Samantha twisted the shower knobs, releasing a spray of hot water.

“Look, let’s just talk about it later,” she replied, stripping of her dress casually.

Frank paused to admire her naked body for a moment then stopped short, “Hey, where are you panties?” he asked.

“Uh, I, well,” stammered Samantha, blushing furiously. She was at a complete loss of words. “I don’t know, actually,” she admitted. Then she hopped into the shower to avoid further discussion.

“How can you not know where your goddamn drawers are?” insisted Frank. His stomach dropped at the implication. “Why did you take them off?”

“I can’t hear you,” shouted Samantha as she soaped up her large round boobs and then reached down to scrub her bush while Frank looked on longingly.

“Oh, fuck,” swore Frank as he stalked out of the bathroom. “She fucked those guys, I just know it,” he said to himself miserably, pacing back and forth in the living room. He knew he should dump her over this, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He was too in love with her. Besides, he didn’t really have any proof that she cheated.

Samantha got out of the shower and then scurried directly into the bedroom, slamming the door behind her. Frank had to work that day, so after he showered and dressed quickly then ran off to work without talking to Samantha any further. When Frank got home from work, he found the black SUV in the driveway and Jimmy knocking on the front door while two of the other bouncers sat in the SUV waiting for him.

Samantha answered the door just as Frank approached. She was wearing a short trenchcoat buttoned all the way up, and fishnet stockings, which seemed odd to Frank given the mild weather.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” demanded Frank, approaching Jimmy belligerently.

“Honey, take it easy,” said Samantha nervously, glancing back and forth between Jimmy and Frank.

“Hey, Frank,” said Jimmy, looking down at Frank condescendingly. “Look, I just wanted to apologize for myself and the boys about that misunderstanding at the bar the other night. No hard feelings, huh?” He thrust his hand out to shake but Frank just stared at him angrily.

“Don’t be like that, Frank, go ahead and shake hands,” said Samantha, drawing the collar of her coat closed self-consciously.

Frank gritted his teeth and reluctantly shook hands with the big bouncer. Jimmy crushed his hand in steel grip and Frank nearly cried out in pain. He shook his hand ruefully once Jimmy deigned to release him.

“Ok, well, now that you have apologized, you can go,” said Frank in annoyance.

“Sure, let’s go Samantha,” said Jimmy. “You look really nice, by the way.”

“Thanks, Jimmy,” said Samantha, blushing and looking down as she stepped out of the house and started teetering toward the SUV with Frank in her high heels.

“Wait, where the fuck are you going?” shrieked Frank shrilly, unable to believe this was happening.

“The boys and I are were just going to take Sam out shopping,” said Jimmy with a broad smile. “Don’t worry, your girlfriend will be in good hands.”

“Shopping for what?” squawked Frank.

“You know, just to the mall,” said Samantha uncomfortably.

“Why are you wearing that damn trenchcoat?” asked Frank irritably.

“Oh, uh, it’s just, ah, you know, a gag I guess,” said Samantha blushing furiously. “It was Jimmy’s idea.”

“Show him what you are wearing under there,” coaxed Jimmy, wagging his eyebrows at her.

“Don’t rub it in, Jimmy,” said Samantha, looking at Frank with concern.

“Show me,” demanded Frank, sweat breaking out on his forehead.

“Oh shit,” said Samantha, rolling her eyes and unbuttoning the coat. She looked around nervously to make sure no one was around, then opened her trenchcoat timidly to reveal that she was dressed only in a lacy bra and panties with garters to hold up her stockings. She quickly closed her coat again and buttoned it up while Jimmy laughed deeply.

Frank was at a loss for words, “What, what?” he stuttered in shock, his pits damp with sweat.

“Come on man, don’t be such a stick in the mud,” said Jimmy slapping Frank on the back and nearly knocking him over. “We are going to have Sam flash guys in the mall and take pictures of the reactions she gets. It will be hilarious!”

“Sam, you agreed to this?” asked Frank in amazement, mortified at the idea of these guys humiliating his girl in public like that.

“Oh Frank, don’t make a big deal out of it,” said Samantha, smiling sickly. “It’s just for laughs.”

“Yeah, besides, we are going to buy Sam some real nice lingerie as a present,” said Jimmy rubbing his hands together in anticipation.

“Wait, you are taking my girlfriend lingerie shopping?” croaked Frank in disgrace. “Not going to happen, I won’t allow it,” he said trying to sound forceful.

“Oh Frank, just relax,” said Samantha, forcing a nervous laugh. “It’s all perfectly harmless.”

“Yeah, we just want to show her our appreciation for the good time she gave us last night,” said Jimmy with a lewd smile.

“Hush, Jimmy,” said Samantha, slapping his shoulder playfully. “Don’t tease Frank like that.” Then she opened the door to the SUV and hopped inside.

“Wait, when are you coming home?” cried Frank desperately.

“Um, later, I guess,” she called, rolling down the window.

“We are going to take her back to my place again and have her give us a little lingerie show,” said Jimmy clapping his big hands together. “But don’t worry, there won’t be any hanky panky. I promise.” Then he winked lasciviously at Frank, jumped into his SUV, and peeled out of the driveway while Frank stood there gaping like a fish.

He stayed up late waiting for her to get home, but he wasn’t too surprised when she finally called around 2 am and said that she would be spending the night at Jimmy’s again. He tried to ignore the giggling in the background as he pictured his girl strutting her stuff in skimpy lingerie for those dumb jocks and it burned his ass, but he just swallowed his anger as he crawled into bed. He tried to convince himself that she was staying faithful to him. She was just having a bit a fun. Maybe it was all perfectly harmless like she said.

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"Look, this is a very elegant look for me," explained your wife over your protests.

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Wife Casually Entertains a Stranger with her Body →

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Joshua was sitting in his living room reading on his iPad when his wife Eleanor walked in with a tall, broad shouldered man with chiseled features whom he didn’t recognize.

“Oh, hello dear, let me introduce my friend, Roger,” said Eleanor. She pushed Roger forward toward and he hesitantly…

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Wife gets fresh with your buddy

You and your buddies are watching television one day.  Your wife walks in wearing a halter top and short shorts and you notice some of your friends checking her out.  She likes to get attention with her body  which annoys you.  She flops down on the couch next to your pal, Tim and starts watching the show.  You notice Tim glancing over at her large breasts and exposed thighs several times.  You glare at him and catch his eye and he shrugs sheepishly when you bust him.  Your wife notices too and then looks at his crotch and see the outline of his boner running down the leg of his pants.

She turns to him with interest.  ”What’s this in your pants, Tim?” she asks, pinching the outline of his cock with her fingers.  ”Is it a flashlight?” she asks innocently?

The other guys break out laughing nervously as Tim wriggles in his seat and stammers a response.  ”Uh, no, that’s uh, something else.”

"Honey, what are you doing?" you ask angrily.

She just looks at you innocently as she continues to finger Tim’s cock through his pants.  ”I just wanted to see what this was.  I think I know now though.  It keeps getting harder the more I touch it.”  She turns to him and asks.  ”Did I do this?”

"Uh I guess so." he says, looking over at you desperately for help.

"Jesus, cut that out." you say getting to you feet, but unsure what to do.

"Ok, Ok." she says withdrawing her hand.  "Wow, so sorry to freak everyone out."

You shake your head in disbelief and sit back down, but you have a hard time concentrating on the show.  After your friends leave, you confront her about it.

"How could you grab my friend’s cock like that?" you demand as you shut the door behind the last of your guests.

"Well he was checking me out you know." she says smugly crossing her arms.

"Well you were flaunting your body again, what do you expect?" you ask exasperated.

"This is my house too, and I should be able to dress as I please in my own home." she replies heatedly.

"Yeah, sure, but what gives you the right to grab his cock.  You are a married woman!" you shout, embarrassed at how shrill you sound.

"You’re a married woman." she mimics, laughing.  When she notices your hurt expression, she comes and puts her arms around you.  "Oh honey, don’t make such a big deal out of it.  It was nothing.  I was just annoyed that you guys were taking over the living room with all your testosterone.  So I decided to turn the tables a little bit."

"Yeah, I don’t know." you say skeptically.  "That’s pretty… slutty, you know grabbing another guy’s junk like that."

"Well it’s not like I’ve never touched another penis before." says your wife coyly.

"Ugh, I don’t want to hear about it." you say pushing her away.

‘Ok suit yourself.” she says.  ”Want some food?”

"Uh, sure, what have we got?" you ask.  You feel that the matter isn’t settled, but you don’t know what else to say.

 

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Your wife takes some guys into the bedroom and closes the door

You are surprised when you wife brings home two strange men after work one day.

"Uh, hello," you say as they walk into the living room together.

"Oh, hello dear," says your wife, slightly embarrassed.  "This is Rob & Jerry, some friends of mine from work."

The two men give you a sheepish wave and quickly look away, examining the furnishings.

"We are just going to… hang out in the bedroom," says your wife hesitantly.

"Hang out?" you say, perplexed.

"Yes, well, it’s really quite comfortable in there," says your wife lamely.  "I’ll grab some drinks, excuse me."

She hurries off the kitchen and you stare with annoyance at the two strange men who are avoiding your eyes.  After a few moments of awkward silence, your wife returns with a drink tray and snacks.

"Follow me, boys," she says heading down the hall.

You stand up nervously , ready to follow them, but  your wife notices and calls back to you.  ”Dear, would mind terribly I spent some time alone with our guests?”

"Alone?" you call back stupidly.

"Well, yes, dear.  We would just like a bit of privacy," she says as they all enter the bedroom together.

"But…" you respond numbly.

"Nothing to worry about, we will be fine," she says brightly as she shuts the door.

You stand there perplexed for a moment and then sit back down.  ”This is preposterous,” you mutter to yourself.  But you don’t know how to deal with this sort of thing. Your wife has never done anything like this before.

You try to read for a bit but you can’t concentrate.  What could they be doing in there?  Your wife has never been unfaithful.  Surely there can’t be any hanky-panky going on…  After a while the door opens and you catch a glimpse of your wife scurrying into the kitchen. You are shocked to see that she is wearing nothing but a lacy bra and panties along with thigh-high stockings.

You jump up indignantly to confront her as she emerges from the kitchen to head back down the hall.

"My god, what do you think you are doing?" you gasp,

"Just needed more ice," she says blushing madly and holding up the ice bucket, trying to get around you.

"But where are your clothes?" you demand.

"Well… it’s…" she stammers.  "Look, I am perfectly comfortable dressed like this," she says nervously.

"You call that ‘dressed’? You are practically naked!" you insist, moving to block her way.

"Keep your voice down, dear," she says, looking with concern down the hall toward the bedroom.  "Our guests will hear you."

"Our guests!" you sputter in amazement. “What sort of shenanigans are going on in there?"

"Oh don’t be silly," she says, finally managing to slip deftly by you and hurry down the hall.  "What could you possibly have to worry about?" she says feigning levity.  Then she slips back into the bedroom and this time you hear her lock the door behind her.

You stand there in a daze for a while and then decide to go listen at the door.  You can hear the murmur of voices and occasional laughter but nothing else.  You can’t get up the nerve to knock, so you head back and sit down in the living room again.  Your wife is in there with these strange men for a long time and after a while you notice that your penis is hard thinking about what might be happening.  Embarrassed, you jump up and decide to listen at the door again.

This time you hear moans and rustling and the rhythmic creaking of your bed.  You turn pale at the sound as the blood drains from your face as your stomach flips.  But instead of banging on the door, you find yourself unzipping your fly  and pulling your cock out.  You are surprised that you feel this urge, but you start stroking yourself as you listen to obvious sounds of you wife getting fucked by two strange men.

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"Look, I’m just going to jerk him off a little, ok?" asks your wife innocently.

"Look, I’m just going to jerk him off a little, ok?" asks your wife innocently.

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"I don’t understand, what are you doing?" you ask as your wife takes off her blouse and hands it to you.
"I’m getting naked for our guest, silly," she laughs as she unsnaps her bra.
"Oh, yeah, that’s what I’m talking about," grunts your guest, rubbing his hands together excitedly.

"I don’t understand, what are you doing?" you ask as your wife takes off her blouse and hands it to you.

"I’m getting naked for our guest, silly," she laughs as she unsnaps her bra.

"Oh, yeah, that’s what I’m talking about," grunts your guest, rubbing his hands together excitedly.

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"My friend and I are just going to fool around a little, alright dear?" asked your wife."What do you mean?" you ask in confusion.
"You know, fool around.  I little kissing, a little groping.  Maybe some oral," she says bashfully."Yeah, oral sounds good," he grunts lustily.

"My friend and I are just going to fool around a little, alright dear?" asked your wife.

"What do you mean?" you ask in confusion.

"You know, fool around.  I little kissing, a little groping.  Maybe some oral," she says bashfully.

"Yeah, oral sounds good," he grunts lustily.

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"My husband ignores me sexually.  I think we have been married too long," says your wife, showing your buddies her lingerie.

"My husband ignores me sexually.  I think we have been married too long," says your wife, showing your buddies her lingerie.

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"Sooo, what do you guys want to talk about?" asks your wife casually, acting as though it were perfectly normal for her to wear a see-through top in front of your males guests.

"Sooo, what do you guys want to talk about?" asks your wife casually, acting as though it were perfectly normal for her to wear a see-through top in front of your males guests.

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"Surprise," laughs your wife as she reveals what she is wearing under her coat.

"Surprise," laughs your wife as she reveals what she is wearing under her coat.

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"Um, that’s my wife," you complain when this stranger comes up and starts kissing your wife boldly.
"Oh, relax, honey," she laughs.  "He is just being friendly."
But you distinctly hear him whisper “I wanna fuck you.” in her ear and see her nod in response.

"Um, that’s my wife," you complain when this stranger comes up and starts kissing your wife boldly.

"Oh, relax, honey," she laughs.  "He is just being friendly."

But you distinctly hear him whisper “I wanna fuck you.” in her ear and see her nod in response.

— 3 weeks ago with 11 notes

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"Don’t look at us like that, dear," says your wife.  "We are just getting to know each other better."

"Don’t look at us like that, dear," says your wife.  "We are just getting to know each other better."

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"Oh, come on, darling, be a good sport about it," laughs your wife as she strips naked for this gang of hoods.

"Oh, come on, darling, be a good sport about it," laughs your wife as she strips naked for this gang of hoods.

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