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                    Another Hot Wife Tale

     My wife, Karen, is a beautiful woman with a dynamite body.
The first thing men notice about Karen are her large breasts,
which are "D" cups and look out of proportion on her otherwise
slim, petite body.
     When I first met Karen she was heavier and very much aware
of the effect her body (especially her tits) had on men, and was
embarrassed by it.  Because of that, she always wore baggy
clothing which made her look really overweight.  She lacked
confidence in herself and her appearance and seldom wore make-up.
     After we were married (eleven years ago), I was able to
slowly begin to change the way she felt about herself.  I
complimented her when she was naked and especially when she wore
some of her less-baggy clothes, and I always made a point to
compare her favorably to other women.  As a result, Karen finally
became motivated to wear tighter, more figure-revealing clothing.
I always bought her sexy things, including tops with plunging
necklines, stockings and garterbelts, high heels, and tight
skirts to urge her on.  Last Christmas, I bought her a complete
hair and make-up "make-over" at a local salon.  It was all money
well spent!
     Finally, I could see a change taking place as her confidence
was built.  She began aerobics and bicycling until, now, she's
slimmed down and her body is tight and hard and she loves being
admired -- even to the point of being a bit of an exhibitionist.
I have always been proud of Karen, supporting the change, and
even encouraging her to dress sexy and act sexy.
     One night in bed, we were talking about the way she looked
and how much I liked it, when Karen said she knew from the way I
reacted that I loved it when she flirted with other guys.  I
admitted to her that I had gone even farther than that by
fantasizing about watching her make love to another guy.  Karen
blushed and admitted her favorite fantasy since she was a
teenager was about making love to several men at the same time.
We joked about both of us living out our fantasies at the same
time, by letting me watch as she fucked a bunch of guys!  Karen
laughed but she said she could never go any farther than flirting
with me around.  I teased her and told her to just tell me all
about her escapades when they were over.
     Karen took me at my word.  Here's what happened soon after
that night.
......
     Karen works for a large builders' supply discount business
that's in a huge warehouse with a small sales area in the front.
She's the only woman worker, working at the service counter and
also taking inventory in the warehouse.  One of her co-workers,
Brad, was always grabbing at her, feeling her ass, brushing the
sides of her tits, etc., and telling her how he wanted to "fuck
her big titties."  He's the owner's young nephew, so there was no
point in Karen making a big deal out of it to the boss.
     One Summer morning, they were predicting temperatures and
humidity in the high nineties, and since the place isn't
air-conditioned, Karen dressed for work in a bra, summer top and
short skirt.
     Brad always opened the place up and Karen always arrived
early to get the counter ready.  Karen said she was making the
coffee when, like a homing pigeon, Brad came up behind her in the
warehouse and grabbed her hips and pressed his groin into her
ass.
     This time, however, instead of pulling away as in the past,
Karen pressed herself back into him.  Brad, not one to miss a
cue, immediately brought both hands up around Karen to cup her
breasts.  As he massaged her large tits, Karen continued to grind
against his crotch.  Brad spun her around and started to French
kiss her as his hand made its way under her skirt and down into
her panties.  His eager finger found her honey pot and he started
finger-fucking my wife as he rubbed her clit with his thumb.
     Karen told me she was beside herself with lust and losing
all control as she tried to catch her breath and could feel her
heart beating wildly.
     Brad lifted her summer shirt completely off, unsnapped her
bra, and then stepped back for a moment to enjoy the sight of my
wife's round, naked tits.  Quickly, Brad began to suck and lick
Karen's hard nipples as he continued to finger her cunt.
     When he pulled his head away and pushed down on her
shoulders, Karen said she knew what he wanted her to do, and she
didn't resist.  She fell to her knees, opened his zipper and let
Brad guide his hard cock into her mouth.  He started to move back
and forth, fucking her mouth and running his cock over her
tongue.  Karen was so excited, she started cupping her own
breasts and pinching her nipples.  As Brad got ready to shoot his
load, he pulled his cock from her mouth and told my wife to hold
her tits together and he shot his cum onto her tits and watched
it collect in her cleavage.  Karen said she had an orgasm as
Brad's warm, sticky jism hit her tits.
     Without waiting, Brad grabbed an old paint dropcloth, threw
it on the floor and motioned for Karen to lie back as he
straddled her.  He pushed Karen's breasts together, around his
semi-rigid cock, and for the next few minutes, he fucked her tits
until he shot another load all over her neck and chest.
     Brad collapsed on top of my wife with a smile.  "I can't
believe that this has really happened!"
     "Well, it did, and that may not be the last time it does, if
your cock has anything to do with it!"  They both looked at his
penis jerking back to life again and laughed.
     Brad got up and said they were lucky not to get caught and
that they better get to work.  As he ran off into the warehouse,
he grabbed Karen's bra and laughed again.  Karen sat up, looking
for something to clean off Brad's cum with when she heard the
back door open.  So, knowing it was the rest of the workers, she
quickly rubbed the cum-juice into her tits (which she said made
her even hotter!) and pulled her thin top on.
     Embarrassed to be wearing such a thin top without a bra,
Karen's plight almost immediately became worse when the material
stuck to her sticky chest like a second skin.  Blatantly stared
at by the rest of the guys she works with and her boss, Karen
said she had to take some pretty intense ribbing about her boobs.
Then, when the store opened, Karen had to work at the counter and
she said she could hardly keep her mind on her work as she was so
aware of all the male customers looking at her chest.  It was so
obvious to everyone that she was braless, and with the heat and
humidity and cum, Karen's top became virtually transparent, and
she couldn't believe how hot her exhibition was making her.
     She said she got so many offers to take her to lunch, or
dinner, or "whatever," she knew she looked like she was a slut
who was advertising.  She said that by the afternoon, she was
even feeling brave enough to bend over the counter and watch the
men almost die at her performance.  Finally, by closing time
Karen was so horny that when she saw Brad she begged him to screw
her again.  He told her to meet him in a certain corner in the
back, five minutes after closing.
     When Karen got back there, Brad had already arranged some
folding pads into a wide bed on the concrete floor.  Karen and
Brad embraced, and then started stripping each other.  Karen said
they were both so horny they couldn't see straight!  They
positioned themselves in the sixty-nine position, and just took
off from there.  Brad fucked my wife twice in the next half hour
and Karen said she had at least 3 orgasms.  Finally, they were
both exhausted and Brad said he had to leave to get to a supplier
before it closed.  He dressed and left.
     Karen laid there, naked, on her back with her legs spread
and Brad's cum leaking out of her pussy.  After resting a few
minutes to get her strength back, she reached for her skirt.
     Out of what she thought was an empty warehouse came a voice
-- "Not, yet, Karen.  It's my turn."  It was her boss, Dave.  He
had apparently seen or heard her and Brad and watched them fuck.
   Karen said she smiled at Dave and told him, "Okay, but I'm
beat.  You'll have to do all the work."
     Dave began to drop his pants and said, "No problem."
     Karen told me that Dave fucked her for a long time before he
came and she had two more orgasms.  Then they both dressed and
locked up.  On the way out, Dave patted Karen's ass and told her
he was looking forward to seeing her outfit the next day at work.
     When Karen got home, she was so excited, she could barely
talk.  She said it wasn't exactly her dream of a bunch of guys
all at once, but who knew what would happen when word about what
happened with her and Brad and Dave got around at the warehouse.
She said she hoped I didn't mind, but she could hardly wait for
the next encounter.
     After dinner, Karen said she wanted me to fuck her before
she showered, and then I could help her pick out what she was
going to wear to work, the next day.
     I could see how excited and happy she was.
......
     The next morning, Karen took great care in doing her hair
and make-up.  After powdering her beautiful body, she put on a
pair of tiny, almost-transparent white bikini panties.  Then she
put on one of my favorite dresses -- a mini-length, strapless,
white, underwired sundress.  She finished the outfit with a pair
of high-heeled slip-ons that always gave me a hard-on when she
wore them.  She was absolutely beautiful.
     I kissed her good-bye and we both left for work, but I
couldn't stop thinking about her and what she might be doing all
day long.
     Karen wasn't home when I got home from work, and she didn't
get home until almost 4 a.m.!  In the moonlight, I watched her as
she dropped her sundress.  She wasn't wearing panties and her
body was covered with dark finger and teeth marks.
     She said she was exhausted, but when she saw my erection,
she laughed, "Come on, Dear.  One more cock won't matter, now."
     I rolled over between her legs and buried my cock in her,
wondering how many other cocks had been there before me that day.
Just thinking those thoughts, I didn't last long, and Karen was
asleep before I pulled out of her.
     The next morning, Karen told me that they closed the
warehouse at noon and she went with all the guys for lunch and
then back to one of their apartments for an all-day-all-night
suck and fuck marathon.
     Karen has become a sex-toy at work for all of the employees
and some of their good customers and loves all the sex -- and I
love hearing all about it!  Of course, I love her and that hasn't
changed since hearing about her adventures.  The one thought I
did have was maybe she could set it up so I could watch!

(c) J. BOSWELL, June 1990

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