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BuncoThis story was pieced together from several conversations with my wife, normally after several drinks when she was more open to sharing. Even then, she was pretty reluctant to talk about it but I am the kind of guy who wants to hear details. I’ll share more details about my wife’s past in a later story but although out of character for my wife at the time, let’s just say there is some history here.About 10 years ago, my wife used to attend Bunco parties in a different neighborhood. If you are not familiar with Bunco, it is a dice game and from what I understand popular with women as a night out, at least in our area. It is an excuse to get together and have a few drinks. At the time, my wife was about 42. She is about 5’9″ and 140lbs, brown hair and green eyes.On one of these nights I dropped my wife off with plans for her to either call for a ride or catch a ride with one of her friends. The games normally ended around 10:30 or 11:00. At around 10:00 I got a call that she was catching a ride with her friend Sheila. This was in the middle of summer and an extremely hot night. My wife wore a short cotton sundress that she normally wears as a beach cover up and sandals. I always wait up for my wife when she is out and was expecting her around 11:00. She didn’t get home until about 12:30. Our garage is a two car under, which means that when I look out the family room I look down into our driveway. When my wife got home, I heard the car pull up and the flood lights came on. It wasn’t Sheila driving but Jeff, the husband of Lisa who was hosting the party. They sat in the driveway for a several minutes, apparently talking. I then watched as my wife leaned back and spread her legs, pulling her dress up to the top of her thighs, her panties clearly on display. She sat there for a good 30 seconds. After that she got out of the car and came in.I met her as soon as she got in the door. She was pretty drunk. I grabbed bolu escort bayan her and tried to kiss her but she pushed away and said she was too tired. I pressed her against the island bar in the kitchen and continued to kiss her. I shoved my tongue into her mouth and tasted a combination of alcohol and cum. I then reached under her dress and rubber her pussy. Guess what, no panties. What I thought she was showing Jeff wasn’t her panties but her naked pussy and yes she is shaved.I got hard as a rock!Fingering her pussy which was soaked and in between shoving my tongue down her throat, I asked her if she fucked Jeff. She said NO! I asked her if she was sure and she was adamant that she had not. Then I asked her if she sucked his cock and she hesitated, a clear sign that she had. I asked again and still no answer. I told her I tasted cum on her breath and she whispered “yes”. My fingers were deep into her and she was really getting into it. I spun her around, bent her over the island bar and lifted the back of her sundress. I plunged into her extremely hot pussy and began to pound her. I was not making love to my wife, I was fucking her like a slut. As I fucked her, I asked her what happened. The rest of this is told from her perspective. I didn’t get the complete story from her that night but pieced it together over the next month or so. Some times what she told me contradicted what she told me before and when questioned she would either get upset or say, the details were fuzzy and I filled in some of the detail where needed with what I believe to be realistic.That night we played and drank and drank. After the games ended and the party broke up, four of us stayed for some more wine, Sheila, Lisa (the hostess, was curvy with huge boobs) and Margo, (late twenties and no k**s). At about 11:00 Lisa’s husband Jeff came home and started chatting with us. Sheila was ready to pack it in and we started escort bolu to leave, I wasn’t really ready but needed the ride. Lisa volunteered Jeff to take me home, if I wanted to stay for another glass of wine, so I took them up on it.Conversations during our Bunco nights typically included talk about sex. Jeff was asking about tonight’s topics so the four of us shared. It was pretty harmless. At one point, Margo bent over to get something from her purse when Lisa caught Jeff staring at her a$$ and asked if he was enjoying the view. According to my wife, she had skin tight white shorts on. He said that he was just trying to figure out if she had a G-string on or had gone commando. Margo replied that was up to him to figure out. This now became the topic of conversation, who was wearing what for panties. Lisa volunteered that she had a thong and my wife said bikini style. Margo wouldn’t tell. Finally, Jeff suggested that everyone show what they had on, that way they could figure out what Margo had on. Margo agreed that she would show if the others did. Lisa went first, since it didn’t really matter with her husband. Lisa had a denim skirt on and turned around and flashed her thong covered butt. My wife did the same and showed her ass and panties after lifting the back of her dress up. Margo made a show of turning around and undoing her shorts. She pushed them down and let them fall to her ankles and bent forward and shoved her butt at Jeff. Margo is a bit of an exhibitionist? Margo did have a G-string on and took her time pulling up her shorts. My wife said it was somewhat exciting and funny at the same time, everyone was giggling as it happened.As they continued to drink their wine, sex continued to be the main topic. Knowing Jeff, I’m sure he kept the topic on sex. At some point shaving their pubic areas became the topic: natural, landing strip or bald. Lisa volunteered that she had a landing bolu escort strip. Naturally Margo was completely shaven. My wife shocked them when she told them she was bald. She has a very prim and proper image and no one is really aware that she was wild into her 20s and even with me early on.Of course, Jeff wanted to see. He really is a dog. Lisa didn’t hesitate; she lifted her skirt and pulled her thong to the side to show a nicely trimmed bush. Margo again made a big show of unLisaipping her shorts, leaning back against the kitchen bar and lowering everything to her knees, showing a very clean pubic area. My wife refused and asked to leave shortly afterwards. Jeff gave her a ride home.The ride home was about 15 minutes. From the time they got into the car, Jeff was asking to see her pussy. He said he had seen the others, it was only right that he see hers. Not sure where that logic came from but when you are not sober, it kind of made sense. When they came to a red light and she lifted the front of her dress, pulled her panties to the side, turned towards Jeff and spread her legs. When the light turned green she put things back in place. Two minutes later, Jeff pulled into the back lot of the high school and asked to see again. She said no but he said it wasn’t a good look. Reluctantly (so she says) she pulled up her skirt and slid her panties to her ankles, spreading her legs and turned towards him again. After a few seconds, Jeff reached over and rubbed her pussy and then stuck his finger into her. At that point, she was so drunk and horny she came almost instantly. Jeff unLisaipped his pants and pulled his cock out and grabbed her hand, placing it on his cock. He started her hand in a jacking motion and my wife just continued when he took his hand off. He then reached around to the back of her head and pushed her down to his lap. She didn’t resist and just starting sucking. He came in her mouth and she spit out the door.After that he took her home. When they got to our house, Jeff wanted one more peek so she obliged him.Since then I have tried to arrange for her to be alone with him but she has made sure that that doesn’t happen.

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