My Wife And My Close Friend

As a next step in my strong urge to expose my wife to others, lately I decided seriously to expose my wife to my close friend. My wife has no hassles in exposing to strangers in train, bus, in our car, or cinema halls and malls. We have done it at all these places very discreetly and without getting vulgar. But she was very apprehensive to expose to a person who was very well known to both of us.

I worked on her Mnd for almost 15 days before the scheduled visit of my classmate Mayur to our home in Kanpur. I told my wife that she has nothing to lose when I myself am going to enjoy her exposure to him. I also told her that we must keep exploring different ways to enhance our sex life and keep adding new spice to it to keep the romance alive. I told her that I will really enjoy seeing Mayur ogling at her assets or getting nervous due to is erection. She said that Mayur may take offense and he may think that we are pervert;

I may lose my friendship with him. Knowing Mayur very well, I assured her that nothing wrong is going to happen, I told her that Mayur will not know what to do; he will not even say anything. Mayur is married and likes his wife too. But his wife has put on weight within 2 years of their marriage and he is quite sad about it. We always discuss our wives on phone with each other and talk about their body and sex too.

My wife was surprised to know that I had been talking about her body to him. Now that I mentioned it to her, she wanted to know what all about her is already known to Mayur. I told her that Mayur knows her boobs are 34 C. her panty size is 34 too, she generally wears thong panties, and she likes lace bras. I have taught her to sleep nude at night with me; that I don’t allow her to wear bra and panty under her clothes when we are at home and now she is so used to it that she forgets to wear them sometimes even when someone visits us; she sometimes likes a vibrator for orgasm.

She likes her pussy licked by me but she does not like hard pressure on her clitoris, she sucks my cock like an expert, we do c2c on webcam on yahoo messenger with other couples and show all type of sex to them fully naked. But I had not told him about her exposure episodes in public. She couldn’t believe I had told so much to Mayur. But then she called me a naughty boy and said if he already knows so much, then little bit of fun with him is possible. She wanted to know what I had in mind.

She asked me, “okay, but I hope you are not thinking of parading me nude in front of Mayur”. I told her not to ask what I am thinking, because if she hears it, she may think I have gone mad. So I told her that it is all up to her how much to expose to Mayur. Now that I had put the ball in her court, she became mellowed down and asked me to at least tell her what I wanted. She said that she did not want to be seen as a slut to someone whom we know so well, she did not want Mayur to think that she has a loose character, or she is a nymph who is looking to bed with him.

I told her I have a plan which will make her exposure look very natural and unintended. I had worked out plan for all six days that Mayur was going to be with us which also included showing her full nude to him without him realizing that it is planned. When I told her my plan, she was mighty excited and I could make out she had liked it. Mayur was visiting out town for his company work. He was coming alone and was going to stay with us for almost four days.

He had mentioned that he would be leaving home daily at about 9 am with me and will come home with me in the evening at 5 pm. The day mayor was to come; I asked my wife if she is ready. She was quite apprehensive but excited too. She had done all the preparations as I had told her. I too had done couple of modifications in our house. She had shaved off all her body hair, including her pussy, had accompanied me to buy some clothes for her as per our plan.

What we had decided is that she will wear a total of four clothes at a time on her body (bra, panty, top and lower clothes) for the first day, three clothes for the second day, two clothes for the third day and only one cloth on her body for the last three days. Accordingly we had bought clothes which will enable adequate exposure of her assets without making it intentional. We had decided not to shock Mayur right in the beginning. So when we went in our car to receive him at the railway station at

7 pm in the evening, my wife was wearing a white shirt with round wide neck and a white knee length skirt with white bra and white thong panty inside. After the initial pleasantries, we sat in the car and moved to our home. I and Mayur, we sat in front, and my wife sat at the back in the centre of the back seat. She was chatting continuously to give an impression that she wanted to know all about his family, his wife and so on and was appearing unmindful of her dress.

As decided, she had by now having her shirt’s top button open (she had purposefully bumped into a lady on the platform to make it happen, and Mayur had seen her getting in to this encounter). She was wearing a push up bra with strings and her moons were nicely pushed up together peeking about one forth out of her cleavage. While placing his hand bag on her side, she had shuffled up her skirt while sitting in her seat so that her knees were clearly exposed and she was keeping a slight gap between her legs giving a little bit of view of her inner thighs.

As expected, Mayur was missing no chance to turn back and answer her queries, laughing, nodding, waving his hands, and making quick un-noticeable glances towards her cleavage and legs. After about 15 minutes of journey she intentionally closed her top button to give an impression that she is like any other lady guarding her dignity. Now she was leaning in front to talk to us with her elbows on her knees there by making sure that Mayur would get his share of view of her cleavage whenever he turned back to talk to her.

When we reached home; we got out and Mayur went to the back left door to take out his hand bag so that she could get out. She handed over the bag to him from inside and then slide along the seat to get out. This made her skirt ride up more and for a good 4-5 seconds he got a nice view of her left thigh, then she bent towards him and came out of the car, once again giving him a good view of her cleavage. She adjusted her clothes as if nothing happened and we all moved inside the house.

When Mayur was getting his suitcase out of the boot of the car, my wife glanced at me; she was seeking my approval of her actions so far. I gave her a thumps up sign expressing my happiness, and she smiled. She was enjoying it. We got freshened up; Mayur and I were now sitting in living room having a drink. My wife was working in kitchen getting the meal ready. The TV was on. Last week I had modified our TV shelf. I got glass sliding doors fitted to the shelves on both sides of the TV,

I got a mirror fitted to the door panels of the portion below the TV. The kitchen was in continuity with the living room and there was no wall dividing the two. Only a dining table was in between the sofas and the kitchen. So while facing the TV, one had to just look at the glass sliding doors adjacent to the TV to see what is going on in the kitchen behind. I had found out which seat on sofa is best to get a better view of kitchen and had offered that seat to Mayur. It took me just few minutes to realize that

Mayur had already discovered the use of glass doors and to cover his attempts at he even asked me about couple of gift items placed behind the glass. My wife was wearing a sleeveless kurta and a same pajama which was covering just till her calves. The cloth was thin enough to show the undergarments in a bright light. The kurta was again collarless with little more cleavage than usual. She was deliberately wearing black string bra which was little tight for her pushing up her boobs one third out of her bra.

She was wearing a black thong panty too. I got up and went behind into the kitchen pretending to look for something and told my wife that Mayur is watching her now. Then I kissed her on the lips and came back to the sofa. Mayur gave me a curious glance before pretending to watch movie on the TV. This assured me that he watched us kiss. To give him a closer look at my wife, I asked her to get me the mobile phone. She came closer and stood next to sofa little ahead of Mayur asking me where it is.

We both went into a two minute discussion on who had seen it last, who misplaced it and where it can be. I asked her to see in the shelf below the TV. She stood in front of the TV for almost one minute pretending to look in the side sheves. The light of the TV outlined her body curves through the thin cloth of her kurta pyjama. Mayur was watching straight as if glued to TV, but the fact was that she was right in front of the TV.

During her search, she gave good side and front views giving him good look at her undergarments and pushed up boobs through her thin dress. Then she did what even I had not thought of. She faced the TV and bent down keeping her knees almost straight and pretended to look for the mobile in the shelves under the TV. She opened only one mirror door and kept the one towards Mayur’s side closed thus giving him a good view of her cleavage in the mirror.

The light of the TV was now going straight between her boobs and her cleavage was exceptionally well lit. She had raised her buttocks facing us and the thin black thong of the panty passing between her ass cheeks was now almost visible. She stayed there like that for good about a whole minute. I didn’t even feel the need to see if Mayur was watching her booty, I was sure he couldn’t have missed it.

Then she got up as easily as she had bent and mockingly accused me of losing the mobile and went back to kitchen. I followed her in kitchen talking loudly cajoling her not to get angry and kissed her once again this time placing my hand on her right boob. Then we had our meal. Both of us sat on the sofa and my wife sat on the floor on the left side of Mayur, all watching TV. Her top button had opened again. She kept on talking thus giving ample opportunity to Mayur to look at her.

This was going to be our sitting arrangement for next few days, only her dress was going to change for better! There was only one single brick wall between the guest room and our bedroom. We retired to our rooms for sleep. I and wife, we decided to do a lot of moaning and sensual noises while having sex. It was not so loud to be seemingly deliberate, but neither so low that Mayur could not hear softly.

When my wife got up to make the bed tea, she put on her bra and panty and then wrapped a bath gown tied only at her waist. She was going by the plan and today was the day for three clothes. The gown was satin cloth with a wide collar along both sides of its length. It reached till her knees and made it clear to any one that she was only having her undergarments inside. She took tea to Mayur and got him wide awake by giving him a good look of her cleavage when she bent down to keep the tea on the side table.

I and Mayur, we got ready and came to the dining table for breakfast. My wife was still in her gown. I took chair facing the TV and offered chair facing kitchen to Mayur so that I can look at him while watching TV. I intentionally pretended to be in a lot of hurry; kept on shouting at her to hurry up with the breakfast, lay the table, pack my Tiffin, etc. she also pretended to be running around to meet my demands, shouting back occasionally at my questions, waving hands in support of her arguments.

This had its intended effect. She had not tied the knot at her waist very tightly and the two sides of the gown now parted an inch giving a limited but direct view of her thong panty and tight bra. She kept on moving as if she had not noticed it. She even came to the table several times to keep or pick up something giving a close view to Mayur who did not miss a single opportunity. He was constantly watching her body with his head bent down in eating. That one inch gap in her gown passed exactly over her pussy and her lace thong panty left little to imagination.

There was only a half a centimeter non transparent strip over her pussy slit, otherwise her pussy lips and pubic area was almost visible through the art work of the lace. After giving a close view like that at least 4 to 5 times, during one movement she unmindfully pulled the two sides of the gown together and continued working and chatting as if nothing happened. I could feel the redness rising on Mayur’s cheeks. Then we left for our jobs. I knew what she was going to wear when we returned in the evening!

I picked up Mayur from his company office and we moved toward our home. During the half an hour drive, we again came to our usual discussion about our wives. I asked Mayur if he had found any change in my wife since he saw her last time one year back and he opened up with lot of praise for her. He said she was almost same and very loving. He said I was very lucky to have such a modern wife who did not have any problem about wearing modern clothes.

I told him that we sometimes do not wear anything at home in these summer days but she has to wear now because he was around, and she was so used to being without bra panty at home that she was eager throw it away as soon as we entered our bedroom last night. He asked me how she has become so bold. I told him that our regular exposure attempts in public places and internet since past two years has reduced her shyness and caution to a great extent. Now she doesn’t even notice if her cleavage gets exposed more or her skirt rides up.

She doesn’t take offence any more if someone accidentally tries to touch her in train or bus, or is watching her in malls. She has got so used to it. Earlier she used to feel awkward to move out of house without bra panty inside, but now she doesn’t wear it if the weather is warm. I have made her sit exposing her cleavage and thighs in parks, malls, restaurants, cinemas, bus or train so many times by now that she doesn’t even bother to cover herself properly. Sometimes she tells me to remind her to mind her dress when we are visiting some relative’s house.

She trusts me completely and if I say that her dress is okay or nothing is visible from outside the thin cloth, she accepts it and wears the way I want. Mayur just kept on saying how lucky I was and he wished his wife could be like that. I innocently asked Mayur if he has seen my wife’s cleavage or thighs since he has come, he said no. I knew he was lying. But that’s how I wanted it. I asked him is he willing to see her body if I show him. He was surprised. He said will she agree for this? I said there is no reason to ask her.

Only thing I have to do is to make her dress as I want and assure her that nothing much is visible. Mayur wanted to say yes, but he did not. He was feeling shy to say that he wants to see my wife’s assets. So I told him that I am going to do it for him and only thing he has to do it be careful and do not let her feel that her body is being watched. Mayur was confused and did not say anything. I told Mayur that we had planned to go out for a movie in the evening, so he better get ready as soon as we reach home.

At home, wife was ready. She was wearing a sleeveless pink hosiery collarless top with little extra wide cleavage which barely reached her waist and low hip hosiery white Capri which was almost stuck to her legs like her skin. The absence of bra straps, the small pecks of her nipples pointing out under the cloth and the little extra jiggle of her boobs when she walked was making it clear to my trained eyes that she was without bra. The shape of her round ass cheeks was quite visible as both cheeks moved separately when she walked.

The centre line of Capri had got rooted deep inside between her cheeks. From front, the outline of her thong panty was visible under the fabric when she stood in light. Apparently she was wearing her smallest of the panties which had only a three by three centimeter triangle covering her pussy crack. While we were getting ready, she stood in the hall watching tv with sunrays falling on her front portion from her neck to thighs.

Mayur had got ready early and he stood reclining on the guestroom door facing her. He was talking to her and she was replying to him with her eyes on tv. This gave him opportunity to see her body rather than looking into her eyes. Wearing my shirt, picking my belt I kept moving here and there behind him to make him feel that I was not looking at them. What I saw was making my cock jump. My wife was standing with the sun falling on her front.

Her skin was glowing under the pink fabric of her top and the whitish skin of her braless boobs was visible under the fabric. Her dark nipples were quite visible through the fabric. The skin of her thighs was also seen through her white Capri and the triangle of her white thong panty was the only opaque portion inside her clothes. And she was standing there pretending as if she was unaware that she was putting up such a fabulous display. Finally I said lets go. I went to our car and as planned earlier I pretended that the car was not starting.

My wife pretended to get upset and asked me in anguish how we are supposed to reach in time now. I came up with the pre decided solution to this problem. I offer to go on our Pulzar bike. We didn’t give Mayur any chance to think. I immediately took out the motor cycle, kicked it to start and sat on it. My wife rushed and took a seat behind me. The seat was actually made for two and rose high behind.

Her boobs were coming just below my shoulders. While descending into her seat behind me, she rubbed her front tightly against my back. This made her boobs rise and pop almost half out above her top. Only a small portion of seat was now left for Mayur. I told my wife to stick to me more closely and advised Mayur to sit as close to my wife as possible. He jumped at the chance and sat behind my wife with his front touching all the way from his chest to cock to my wife’s back from shoulders to ass.

He was towering from behind over her shoulders. I had quickly adjusted my mirror towards him and I saw that his eyes were already glued below towards my wife’s popping out boobs. I patted my wife on her thigh to give her the signal that we are progressing as planned. My wife later told me what all happened behind my back.

My wife was making sure that her boobs don’t descend down below my shoulder blades by clinging very tightly to my back. She said her boobs were almost half out of her top. And they were trapped nicely between my shoulder blades. She said she could feel Mayur’s hard-on between her ass cheeks so much that couple of times she thought she felt it throbbing too. He was holding my waist and his arms were going around my wife on her both sides.

She being small in height and physique, he had almost covered her from three sides. His thighs were touching her’s all along their length too. So she decided to play it little further. She took advantage of the bumpy road and when the bike jostled on pot holes she pulled the front of her pink top further down by almost two inches. She pulled her front of the dress down and straightened her back at the same time.

This ensured that now her nipples were just out over the top of her dress and were now rubbing against my back. She said her nipples stood erect as they rubbed against my back. She was not sure if Mayur saw her nipples but she felt that that’s when his cock throbbed and twitched in her ass crack. All along the road she kept better part of her nipples out of her top.

When we reached the cinema hall, she got off my back and her top resumed its earlier position covering her boobs decently. It was now dark enough for anyone to notice her nudity inside her outer clothes. We had got seats in the back row. We got her in centre and sat on her either side. I had no plans to watch the movie. I wanted to fondle her when my close friend was sitting beside. I had told him I was going to do it but I had not told my wife that my friend knows what we were going to do. So very soon my hand was over her shoulder.

I pulled her towards me and my palm of that hand was now rubbing against her boob. My second hand was up her t-shirt fondling her other boob. I quickly glanced over my side to Mayur. He was having his neck straight but his eyes appeared shut. Naturally he was taking a slant view of my advances on my wife. Being taller and sitting close on her side, my wife was unable to see where he was looking. She was enjoying the movie. Mayur could see my hand moving inside her dress and pinching her nipple over her dress.

Soon while rubbing her boobs inside her shirt, I had managed to put one of her tits above the top line thus making it visible when ever light increased on the screen. There after she opened her legs as wide as she can in the chair and my hand slipped into her panty. I kept fingering her clitoris for almost half an hour without making any other movement. She was biting her lip to control her sensual emotions.

Her eyes were on the screen but mind was between her legs. And the only other person who could see the slight movement of my middle finger inside her thin hosiery Capri was Mayur. We did not bother to confirm where he was looking; we were busy having our own fun. She folded her hands and quietly started pinching her right nipple which I had almost pushed above her top.

This ensured that no one else could see her exposed boob and only Mayur could see her kneading her tit. When she climaxed, she held to both arms of chair tightly and just let out a heaving sigh. No sounds otherwise. Her panty had got completely soaked with her pussy juices and there was a small wet patch on the Capri too. It was enough for a show and soon we were out of the cinema hall after the movie.

We went to a nearby pizza hut and had our meal. I asked Mayur if he can drive a bike. He said yes and I handed the keys to him. My wife gave me a mischievous look. She sat behind Mayur initially keeping a little distance between her boobs and his back, but when I sat behind her she was sand-witched between us and her boobs were almost touching his back. But to show her modesty she still had kept a little gap. Now I took advantage of the bumpy road and when ever the road was rough,

I pushed her forward crushing her boobs again and again in his back. I was also holding Mayur’s waist for support and I made sure I pulled little back when I pushed her forward. To make it appear unintentional, my wife immediately used to pull back, curse the road and continue talking about general things like movie, pizza, markets, etc. Mayur had a good time for almost 20 minutes and then we reached home.

Now it was time to show a little more than just the top of her boobs and an occasional nipple.

We all changed into night clothes and gathered in living room. TV was on. We both sat down on sofa in front of the TV and my wife squatted on ground on the carpet leaning against the sofa between us. So we could both see her body from top as she rested her head on the sofa seat and started watching TV. I winked at Mayur.

He was already looking down at her. Now she was wearing a plain hosiery cream colour string top with a wide V in centre. The top was short and loose and reached just up to her navel. Her shoulders, upper back and front portion from neck to top of her boobs was completely open except the two strings of the top. Below the top her navel and shapely tummy was visible. Below that she was wearing same colour shorts. This shorts was actually a ladies pajama with its legs chopped of near upper thighs.

So it was not hugging her thighs and was quite loose but extended only till her upper thighs. Her shapely legs including almost three fourth of her thighs wee exposed. She was looking really hot but she appeared not to be realizing it. Her clothes were not semi transparent, but neither were they totally opaque. The cloth was thin and hung loosely on her body. Bra was absent but I knew the third cloth would be her skimpy thong panty. I winked at Mayur. But he was already looking down at her.

My wife was commenting about something on the TV and I was just replying casually to her. She was doing a good job to appear as if everything was normal. Casually she raised her arms and held them together behind her head for few minutes. It lifted her boobs and one third of them were now visible over her cleavage. After a while she quickly brought her arms down and folded them in front before the boobs could descend down in the top.

She held them one third out over the top supported underneath by the folded arms. She pushed them closer to each other from sides and pushed her top little down at the same time, all done in an unintentional action of tightening her arms fold. This position continued for almost 20 minutes. Then she yawned and said she is feeling sleepy. She rested her head on sofa thus further pulling her boobs out of her top.

The upper outline of the areola of her left nipple was now visible. The erect left nipple still hiding inside the top was also seen from top. I knew she was excited. She didn’t stay like that for long and slid under to lay flat on carpet. Her feet were now almost touching the tv showcase and her head was near our feet. The sliding down action had its effect. Her shorts further rode up her thighs and now her thighs beneath her pussy were exposed, the short got stretched over her pussy outlining her panties under the cloth.

Her top rolled up from below under her back exposing area of her belly above the navel. She appeared to keep her eyes closed and lay on her left side with face towards Mayur and back towards me. She folded her left arm under her head like a pillow and to shield her eyes from tube light, she folded her right arm above her hair. The upper one third boobs were exposed outside the top. Her right boob was now freely hanging over her left boob and had slipped little more out exposing the nipple.

She had folded her right leg over the left and her ass curves were nicely visible in the mirror under the TV. Mayor didn’t move his eyes even once to the TV. He was looking at her mesmerized. I had an idea. After about 10 minutes, I shook her up and said, ‘why don’t you lie down on the side sofa. You will be more comfortable.” My wife acted as if she was woken up from deep slumber. She just said okay, and first sat down.

Her left strap dropped from her shoulder and exposed her left nipple. She in a seemingly natural action again replaced the strap to her shoulder. It dropped again. She did not bother to replace it this time. She got up bending fully towards Mayur. For a second I thought both her boobs were going to get exposed completely, but the right nipple remained little inside. Left boob was almost all out. Her eyes were almost closed. She just moved to sofa and dropped on it.

Her rolled up top and shorts remained like that. The side sofa was on the side where Mayur was sitting. Her legs were now closer to Mayur and he was getting a view from her lower side now. Her left leg was still hanging from sofa and resting on ground. The shorts on the left side had ballooned up giving a big view inside. It was loose enough and her clean shaved pubic area and the small triangle of her panty covering her pussy were visible now. The triangle was not exactly in centre and so a small portion of her left pussy lip was also seen. She lay there like that for 10 minutes. It was almost 11 pm.

So we decided to go to bed. I lifted her up in my arms and carried her to bed while Mayur watched. Actually she was wide awake and wanted to know how I liked her performance, and whether Mayur might doubt that she was doing it deliberately. I told her everything and said I did not think Mayur will get suspicious. We had a good love making session there after, but this time quietly.

Now it was the day for two clothes. Now my wife wore the same satin bath gown like the previous day. Only the bra was missing. The wide V of her cleavage formed with the two sides of the gown was reaching much below her bra line and the absence of bra was evident. When I and Mayur, we sat at the breakfast table, I continued my chatter pretending to be in a hurry and getting late in the office. My wife reciprocated by adding her comments, arguments and gestures and in turn gave a good display of her boobs unintentionally.

She bent many times in kitchen with her side tilted towards us which gave a good view of her either left or right boob hanging freely inside the gown. The gown had parted in between showing the triangle of her skimpy panty through the small gap. Once she spilled little milk on the floor and then sat down facing us to wipe it off the ground. In the bargain the gown parted more and both boobs were half out in centre just concealing their nipples.

She was sitting on her haunches with legs apart. The lips of pussy had got little spread due to her sitting and the small triangle had slipped in between the pussy lips. She did the cleaning for good about 2 minutes before getting up and adjusting her gown to normal. Mayur was not missing anything, but he was really careful while stealing glances towards my wife. When she sat down to wipe off the milk, he quickly looked towards me. I pretended not to look at him or my wife, and then he viewed her entire sitting performance.

That’s what I wanted. I wanted her behavior to look natural and unintentional.

That day, while returning home, I started the topic of sexual positions which our wives prefer. I told him, my wife liked very much to do standing doggy and riding me in reverse. He said his wife was never so forthcoming in telling what she liked but he thought she liked missionary only.

He was sad that she is not agile enough to do some more activity in bed. He hesitantly asked me if my wife really enjoyed those positions and what did she say when she wanted a particular thing of her liking in bed. I told him that it was no problem ever for her. She is very talkative in sex and just tells me do this, or that and I do it for her. When she squeals in delight she makes lot of sensuous noises to assure me that she is enjoying it.

I recommended to him to buy some sexy lingerie for his wife like I keep buying for my wife to arouse her more. He pretended not to know what lingerie my wife wore. Probably he did not want me to know that he had been peeking inside my wife’s clothes. I said no problem; I would show him my wife’s some good lingerie. I knew what was going to happen at home. It was time for the pussy.

When we reached home by 6 pm, my wife had just returned from market. She had kept her promise of two clothes. She was wearing a loose full sleeve pale blue top and a white Capri. Due to summers, she was sweating heavily. She had returned in auto rickshaw, and back of her top was sticking to her skin from her shoulders to her waist line. The whitish smooth skin of the back was seen through the wet fabric.

The case of her buttocks was not much different and skin of the buttocks was visible through the wet white fabric at some places. The area under her boobs, around her belly button and her pussy patch were wet too showing the pale color of her skin. The pussy lips were giving away their shape and the cloth had ridden a little up in her snatch. She was little agitated.

When we sat down in hall to remove shoes, she stood in front of us and told that the auto driver charged her more, when she refused to pay more, he argued with her for good about 5 minutes in the hot sun, and he had no decency that she was so tired and sweating and frustrated. (I was sure the auto driver too had his share of fun there.) While talking, she was agitatedly shuffling, turning and trying to straighten her top.

It was leading to all round view of her figure and sweaty skin. I said some niceties to pacify her and she went in to bedroom to change. When we changed in to casual clothes and came back to the living room, my wife was still having bath. I asked Mayur if he wants to see her lingerie collection. He was apprehensive that my wife will not like if she finds out. I told him that it will take just 2 minutes and we can see it before she comes out.

So we went to our bedroom. I opened her cupboard and took out her bras, panties, nighties, etc. My timing was perfect. Mayur had just picked up the first bra I was showing him when my wife suddenly stepped out of the bathroom. As planned, she had only 2 clothes on her. A bath towel wrapped around her covering from nipples (upper part of the boobs was exposed) to just below her pussy and a small towel wrapped around her wet hair. She just stood there looking at the brain Mayur’s hand and asked me what we were doing.

Mayur was so embarrassed that he just threw the bra on the bed and stood their hesitantly looking at her like a child caught stealing a cookie by his mother. I told her what we were doing. She gave a mischievous smile to Mayur and said it’s all right as long as Mayur is thinking only of his wife. Mayur became more sheepish. He said off course he was trying to see samples because he had his wife in mind and nothing else. My wife said no problem she will show him because I don’t know as much as she does.

And then she proceeded to give us a small lecture on each one of her lingerie while holding them one by one in hand. She appeared to forget that she was only wrapping a towel. She suddenly asked me to get the two sets drying outside in the veranda and at the same time she turned towards the cupboard and said she will look for some old pieces kept there. Before leaving for few seconds to get them, I turned back and saw her.

Her back was exactly facing Mayur who was now sitting on the edge of the bed, she had bent forward in the cupboard and the towel had ridden up her buttocks exposing half of them to Mayur. She had placed her legs little apart and though I was seeing it from side I was sure Mayur would be getting a limited but sure view of her pussy slit from behind between her legs. She continued looking for it till

I returned in about 20 seconds, and finally straightened as I entered saying that she had probably misplaced them. I could see Mayur sweating heavily. So I finally said thanks to her and asked her to get ready and come out soon. Mayur woke up from his trance and just managed to say thanks to her before moving out of bedroom. My wife changed in to her evening casuals, same as previous day, the string top and the loose shorts. No panties this time. We were having a drink, sitting in front of the TV and she worked in the kitchen.

She did drop her strap few times but picked it up before exposing nipple. The meals were uneventful except that she was displaying her usual wide cleavage. After that we again gathered in front of the tv and she too sat this time on the side sofa adjacent to Mayur’s left side. First she sat with her legs crossed. Then she opened them and reclined little more comfortably on sofa. This stretched her top over her boobs and her nipples poked the fabric from below. Then very casually she folded her left leg placing the toe on the sofa.

This resulted in the right side of her shorts rising along with the left. Now her right inner thigh came into my view and I was sure Mayur being further to my left will be getting view of her right pussy lip, if not more. She sat like that for good about 15 minutes. She was slowing showing the drowsiness of sleep. Soon she said to us, she is lying down and resting a little.

Lazily she shuffled upsetting her top, further rolling up her shorts and slept on sofa. Her head was on the left corner of the sofa. But she did not rest it on the arm of sofa and placed it in line with her body on sofa seat. From Mayur’s side now her head was not visible as her boobs obstructed the view. Her legs were towards Mayur. She tossed and turned couple of times. Sometimes bending and scratching her thigh to make it possible for the top to rise from below exposing some portion of her boobs from below.

She then shuffled her legs few times and finally before pretending to be fast asleep on her back, she opened her legs, both folded at knees. No one was resting vertically against the backrest of the sofa and other was lying folded flat on the seat. Mayur had just gone to bathroom then. Sensing the opportunity I quickly set her dress as per my desire. I exposed her boobs half from lower side just keeping the nipples under the fabric.

Then I balloon her shorts and the right side of it to ensure that her pussy is completely visible from where Mayur was sitting. Then I moved to our bedroom when Mayur was about come out of bathroom there. I said he can watch the program on TV but I had some official work on internet, so I will sit here in bedroom on my pc. He said ok and moved to living room. The moment he reached the bedroom door, he saw my wife and stopped.

He hesitated and turned to me. He asked why don’t I ask my wife to move to bedroom as she may be little uncomfortable on the sofa and I said in a hushed voice that she is used to it and if I get her now to bed, she will fall asleep and I will miss the chance to fuck her, so I will call her to bedroom when my work is done. I pretended to be busy switching on the pc. He turned, went into living room and took his seat.

I could see my wife sprawled on the sofa but I could not see Mayur from where I was sitting in the bedroom. I pretended to get busy keeping a small 2 inch mirror in my hand to see what’s happening in the living room. My wife’s pussy was lying wide open exactly four feet from Mayur’s eyes. No doubt he was glued to it. First he seemed to be mesmerized by the view for almost 10 minutes. Then he moved and bent a little to pick up a page of new paper from carpet. This gave him a closer view.

He got up and came into bedroom, apparently to see if I knew. But I pretended to be deeply engrossed in some technical details on my pc. This time he went back and before sitting down in his seat, bent very close to her pussy. The light of the tube light was falling straight on her and nothing was in dark. He observed the complete detail of her love nest for almost 2 minutes. My wife told me later that she was so excited doing it that she could feel the wetness in her pussy. I then switched off the computer.

The sound of windows shutting down alerted my wife for her next move. She got up suddenly. Mayor was bending down to have a closer look. He suddenly bent down further to pretending to adjust the carpet. My wife ignored his movements and walked towards the bedroom saying him a good night. Mayur was going to leave tomorrow after work. So we had decided to go all out tonight. But my wife held on to her condition that she should not be seen as exposing deliberately or intentionally at any time, otherwise she will lose her respect forever in

Mayur’s eyes. So we had a plan! I knew that Mayur read some magazine for 10 – 15 minutes and then once he felt sleepy he got up and went to toilet before going to sleep. The guestroom toilet was not attached and he had to pass over our bedroom door to reach the toilet. After uttering good night to each other, I closed the bedroom door. But I had placed a small rubber piece on the upper side of the door which prevented the door from closing completely even though

I closed the latch in centre of the door. The door had a gap of about one inch between the door and the frame at the top and it gradually reduced to zero towards the centre. This arrangement was there since last one week but we had a curtain hanging inside the door and no one could have seen anything inside in spite of peeking through the gap. Now I left the curtain little open.

I had tried the arrangement myself and knew that the better portion of the bedroom was visible when the curtain was not obstructing the view. I knew Mayur will definitely fall prey to this when he sees light coming out of door due to lack of curtain. Question was how to know he is watching. Again I took help of my small mirror. I placed it on bed side table such that I could see the door gap when lying on the bed.

The light in the outside passage was always on and it would be easy to make out if someone is standing close to the door gap. In bedroom my wife couldn’t wait and threw away her clothes. She was stark naked female in full heat. I got nude too and we started fondling each other while making some loud sucking and kissing sounds, lying on the bed. The moment I we heard the sound of the toilet door opening in passage, we intensified our sounds a little. I kept my eye on the mirror too.

No doubt Mayur had heard us. The light of the passage visible in the door gap got obscured. That was the signal for us. Mayur was peeking inside. I switched on the music player keeping the volume very low and tastily asked my wife to dance standing on the bed. That was her best performance so far. She danced very vulgarly spreading her legs, pulling her pussy lips apart, shaking and separating her ass cheeks, jiggling her boobs in her hands, sucking them one by one, putting fingers in her pussy and licking them.

I joined her in dance and rhythmically she sucked my cock while fingering her own pussy. I then licked her pussy while she swayed to the music jiggling her boobs and licking them. She then took out her vibrator and lay spread eagled facing the pussy towards the door. She inserted the device in her pussy and turned it on which titillated her G spot and her clit at the same time. I kept biting and massaging her boobs and by one hand she kept rubbing my cock. I took a red marker pen and drew a shape on heart just above her pussy.

I am sure Mayur was having a view of his life time. She came violently in few minutes shaking and shivering and moaning loudly. I got her into standing doggy with ass towards the door. First I parted her legs; bent down licked her pussy to ass. Then I stood up and entered my cock in her pussy from behind. A little slant position to door ensured that Mayur could see me humping her from behind while I bent forward occasionally and pulled on her boobs too. I pinched her tits to make her moan. After about 7-8 minutes I lay on the bed with legs towards the door and she mounted my cock in reverse with her face towards the door. Both of us avoided looking at the door. She rode me with her boobs in her both hands. She used to rise fully to make sure that the entire length of my 8 inch cock is almost out of her snatch and then she used to push down fast taking it in like a ram rod.

We both were hyper in our activity and the pleasure of exposure was making it delightful. After few minutes she shuddered again announcing her climax. My rod was glistening with her juices when it was emerging out of her snatch. She took a half a minute break sitting on my cock and then resumed her bouncing movement again. I came soon in torrents. My cum oozed out of her pussy and fell on my balls. She rubbed the cum on my balls and her clean shaven pussy.

She got up with the cum still dripping from her pussy and took my cock in her mouth. She licked my cock and balls clean, something she had never done before. My joy knew no bounds. We fell on the bed hugging each other and lay still. After a while, I raised hand and switched off the light. The shadow in the gap immediately moved away. I whispered my heartfelt thanks in my wife’s ears and she said she enjoyed too.

She was happy that we were successful in our plan. We decided to give a last small accidental exposure in the morning before Mayur left our house. It turned out better that just that!

It was the day to have only one cloth on her body. My wife deliberately over slept in the morning. When I got ready and came out of bathroom, she was still sleeping. Mayur and I were now in living room.

Mayur wanted to leave early. So I shouted at her and asked her to get up and rush to kitchen immediately. I asked her angrily how she forgot that my friend was leaving. She was very apologetic and shouted back scarily that she is sorry. I angrily told her not to waste a single minute in tiding herself and rush to kitchen. She shouted she is coming and there she was, wearing only the bath gown and nothing inside.

She had a loose knot at her waist. She pretended that she had done a real blunder by sleeping for long; she appeared scared that I was really upset. She ran to front door, collected the milk pouches lying there with newspaper. I snatched news paper from her hand showing my anger and jerking her arm. She ran to kitchen to make tea, then to kitchen closet to take out materials useful in making breakfast,

She opened milk pouches and poured milk in pot over the stove, spilling some on her gown on her left thigh. It made the cloth stick to her skin and pulled the two sides of gown apart and now there was a gap of one inch exposing her clean shaved pussy clearly. The red heart which I inked above her pussy was also seen. She turned to us and using dining table, started cutting potatoes unmindful of her dress.

I was pretending to read news paper, but could make out that Mayur was greedily savoring her body. His eyes seemed to look at the potatoes on the table but her pussy was in the same line and fully exposed. She was looking down and appearing busy. Clumsily, unintentionally, she pulled her gown together closing the pussy display. Then she ran inside bedroom seemingly going to toilet. Just then the milk started boiling and started rising in the pot.

I shouted that she was going to spoil it; she turned back and ran to kitchen. Now enroute to kitchen, she tripped knowingly on the carpet and fell flat on the floor. She had ensured her gown flung open and she lay on the ground at Mayur’s feet with her boobs and pussy wide open and exposed. She shouted in pain and pretended that she couldn’t even sit up. I shouted at Mayur to try and help her as I ran to switch off the gas to save the milk.

Mayur was dumb struck by the awesome sight folding at his feet. But as a reflex action, he held her. She appeared to have hurt her back and thigh and arm. I deliberately stayed away for almost 15 seconds. She acted to be in great pain and tried to straighten her gown to cover her nude status. Mayur got a good 10 seconds exposure of her valuable private parts before she covered them.

He picked her up by putting hands under her buttock and her back. He lifted her up and her gown slipped again exposing left boob and thigh. Then I came to his rescue and we both carried her to bed. I meanwhile covered her assets again by putting the gown over her. Mayur moved out of bedroom to show his modesty. I and my wife talked for a while in bedroom to give an impression of crisis management.

Then I came out and told Mayur that I will drop him and return to attend to her. He, like a good man, said not to worry, he will go by himself. He said bye to my wife and me and left us after the usual good bye. I latched the door behind him and turned to go inside. My wife came running stark naked and hugged me. Her pussy was dripping wet. No doubt I missed my office that day.