My Wife's Show Off for me

My wife was 30 yrs old, a few inches over 5 feet, weighs around 105. She wears her blonde hair long, just beyond her shoulders, has very light brown eyes and a dazzling smile. I'd describe her as very good looking but wholesome. Her strongest asset is definitely her breasts. Due to her their small size, they do sag but are still full and very bouncy when she walked. With her light complexion, her areola and nipples are light brown and blend with her whitish skin and are very sensitive to the touch.

Even though she is conservative in nature and dress, that doesn't mean she is that way in the privacy of our home I have her go topless at home. Over the years, she has collected a wardrobe of sexy outfits she wears for me around the house. She has lots lacy bras, half cups, lace tops, teddies and sheer blouses, many of which she will wear without a bra. My hands down favorite outfit for her to wear, is a sheer blouse without a bra. Being able to see those beautiful small tits through her blouse and watch them sway, jiggle and move around underneath, is a sight to see!

A few weeks ago, my best friend was in town on business and we had him over for the day and dinner that night. He was flying out the following morning and had very little time to visit. Normally, he'd come and stay for a few days but this time it was in and out.

He and I have known each other since we were kids. The wife and he are close and get along like best friends, lots of teasing and fun bickering. He is not married. He's a good-looking guy of 29 years but has chosen to remain single.

The visit started out as they always do, hugs from both my wife and I, a kiss for her, a few drinks and a lot of catching up. We talked, laughed, joked and drank for several hours before having dinner and somehow, we got to talking about fantasies. My wife was intrigued by the topic and asked him what he always dreamed of happening or doing.

It was unusual for him to blush and he seemed taken back by her question. We both sensed his uneasiness and she prompted him in a teasing way, saying, "Oh, come on we all adults here, be a big boy and tell us your deep dark secret, we promise not to laugh."

He became very serious and told us, "I'll be honest with you, I'm not sure if I should say. I'm pretty sure one both of you might be offended."

Well hell, there was no way we were going to settle for that answer, he had piqued our curiosity and weren't going to take "no" for an answer. She kept at him, assuring him we wouldn't judge or make fun.

He looked at both of us and asked, "You're sure about this, no hard feelings, no throwing me out?"

I couldn't imagine what he might say that would prompt such a reaction from either of us, so I assured him all would be good no matter what he had to say.

With out reassurances, He shared his long time fantasy. He told us he had always dreamed of coming to visit us and for my wife to greet him wearing something sexy, showing her breasts and then later on, she would let him take photos of her.

We didn't see that coming, She and I remained silent just for a moment, then she broke the silence. "Gee that's not near as bad as I thought, you had me worried for a minute." Then, trying to lighten the moment, she added, "Heck, I thought you were going to want to do something perverted! Having the hots for me is flattering and not something to be sorry for."

I wasn't totally sure she meant that. I'm sure she was taken back by his wish, especially when you consider how conservative she normally dresses around him. She's never been one to show off her breasts by wearing lowcut tops or anything of that nature. I'm sure she was was not shocked by his desire to see her tits but she hid it well.

He looked contrite and told her he appreciated it and apologized to both of us, saying, "Damn, I wish we hadn't gotten on this subject. I think it would have been better to just keep that wish to myself."

"Don't be silly, you're our best friend, you have nothing to feel bad about, I'm actually kind of flattered, you naughty boy!" That seemed to do the trick and the awkward moment passed.

She says, "Ok honey, your turn. What's your fantasy and don't tell me you've always wanted to see me dress sexy, I already do it for you!"

I answered her truthfully and confessed that it was similar to he told her I like the idea of you showing showing your tits off."

I felt I needed to lighten the mood and joked, "See, all men are alike, we all like seeing tits." We all had a good laugh at that one, even she saw the humor in it.

"Ok sweetheart, you both have bared our souls, you're turn, what's your naughty little secret?"

Hers was typical for a woman, something about being swept off her feet by a knight in shining armor, riding off into the sunset to live happily ever after. I should have known it wasn't going to be as good as ours.

We dropped that subject and got around to talking about more important things, dinner. I asked her what we were having and if I could help. She said she didn't need any help, dinner was going to easy and that it would be ready in less than an hour. "We're having baked pork chops in a mushroom sauce, roasted potatoes and fresh green beans, I'll have it ready in no time, you guys sit back and relax."

I fixed us another round or drinks, She was drinking wine and poured her own. We chatted in the family room which is off the kitchen. Purvi was in the kitchen preparing dinner.

After dinner was in the oven, it got quiet in the kitchen but I just figured She was working on something else. Boy, did that turn out to be an understatement!

About 15 minutes later, she walked out and gave me the shock of my life. She had changed clothes and the change was magnificent!

She was still wearing her black leggings but had changed her top. She stepped up in front of him and I wearing one of her lace bras, the kind that has low cups that show the top half of her breasts and over that was a silk floral silk robe. She had it tied at her waist but had left it open on the top so the cups of her bra were visible.

The bra she chose was my favorite. The way it was cut left little to the imagination, with just some thin lace covering her areola. When she walked into the room, our eyes were immediately drawn to lots of white jiggling breast tops coming our direction. She stopped just feet away, put her hands on her hips, did a slow pirouette for us and asked in what I can only describe as a sultry voice, "Is this what you boys had in mind?" as she looked at him, then turning to me, "You like this? You like me dressing like this in front of our friend? Is this sexy enough?"

I truly didn't know what to say or how to react. A fantasy is one thing, actually having your wife standing there dressed like that in front of your best friend with most of her tits exposed is another.

I found my voice and stammered out, "Yeah, I mean, yeah, you look great. That outfit is more than I could have asked for! You're incredible."

He didn't have to be asked, her echoed my statement and told her, "Damn that is the sexiest thing I've ever seen, you look better than I even dreamed!"

Our fumbling over ourselves seemed to please her she smiled and simply said, "Good, I'm glad you like it because this is what I'm wearing for dinner."

Since dinner was still a while off, she sat with us and we drank our drinks. I was sure she was feeling the effects of her wine and that had probably helped her in her decision to change into something sexy. Whatever her reason, I had no objection. She looked stunning and I couldn't have been more proud. I had no doubt he was enjoying every minute and every inch of her nearly bare breast tops.

Dinner was ready and we ate in the dining room. She served us and made a point to bend over slowly and take her time while serving allowing him a great view of her tits, which were only inches from his face and straining to fall out of her bra.

Shortly after dinner, he got a business call he needed to take and it gave us time alone.

I told her I was shocked that she was wearing such a revealing outfit but that I loved it. I complimented her on the look, telling her I was sure He was impressed as well, then asked, "So what are you going to do? How far are you taking this?

She apologized for her attire and asked if I was upset. I assured her I wasn't and to the contrary, I was enjoying it and that she was allowing him to see some of her he'd only dreamed of seeing. "I think this is very sexy, I kind of like this side of you."

"I'm glad you're not upset. This isn't easy for me, I almost chickened out.

I reached out and ran my hand over the tops of her exposed breasts and told her, "Well you're certainly showing him plenty but you didn't answer my question, how far are you going with this?

She thought about it and told me she really didn't know. She knew part of his fantasy was to photograph her but wasn't sure she could go that far and it would depend on what kind of photos he wanted and how I felt about letting her do it.

I was a little apprehensive but told her, "Why don't we play it by ear and let's see how things go. If you want, I can sort of orchestrate things if he suggests taking photos, that way you won't have to feel like it's all your doing."

She liked the idea and said she would try but couldn't promise any more than she'd already done. I could tell she was nervous and had hidden it well from him.

Meanwhile, I had some thinking to do. How much was I willing to let her show? Just sexy revealing photos and plenty of cleavage but I let him expose her breasts completely, nipples and all? Yes.

His call took almost a half hour, so We had plenty of time to think things over. During that time, I noticed she had poured another glass of wine, building up a little courage, perhaps?

I had made my decision, I wanted to let her to continue to show off for him and let him see her breasts.

As we visited, I finally got the nerve to ask her "Honey, not that I'd ever get tired of seeing you in that outfit, would you be up for a change of outfits? Another sexy one, your pick?"

She didn't hesitate, she agreed and left to change into something else. This gave him and I time to talk.

He was first to speak, "You guys don't have to do this, I shouldn't have said anything. She looks great in that revealing top, even better than I imagined but she doesn't have to do this. She can stop at any time and I'll be happy. She's made my day!

I told him I appreciated it and that so far, she was ok with it and wanted to fulfill his fantasy as best she could, even though it's a little awkward for her. "Let's wait and see what she comes out wearing next. I'm sure we're going to like it." We sipped our drinks and waited patiently to see what was next.

When she came back, she had changed into a short black skirt, just above her knees and a black strapless bustier. It was made of lace, very see through with cups cut low enough that they barely cover her nipples and areola.

She walked a little more quickly than normal back into the room, her tits to bounce seductively, looking like they may actually bounce all the way out of her top. This top was also one of my favorites. He muttered, "Wow!"

Watching how she walked in and how she was presenting herself, I got the impression she was actually beginning to enjoy herself. She sure as hell had an attentive audience. She smiled at us and asked us, "Does this one meet with your approval?"

He enthusiastically voiced, "Oh yeah! Damn you look amazing. It's a shame you've been hiding all that for all these years, it's a great look on you and with your looks and that outfit, WOW is all I can say."

His comments pleased her and she broke into a genuine smile and thanked him as she turned back and forth, like she was posing while showing us her outfit from different angles.

I had to agree with him she really did look fabulous. I was enjoying the fashion show as much as he was.

What I liked best about this top over the other one, was that instead of having cups that fully cradled her breasts from underneath and the sides, this one cupped her from underneath but didn't have high sides that curved up, it went straight across, leaving the tops and outsides of her breasts more visible. The only thing it hid was the bottoms of her breasts and her nipples. Sexy but still covering,

We sat and talked, all the while enjoying the view of her breasts, especially when she laughed. With her breasts pretty much unrestrained in her top, any movement or laugh caused them to jiggle nicely. A guy could never tired of that!

After ogling her for about an hour, I took a chance and asked him, "So in this fantasy of yours, what was she wearing for your photos?

"Just a blouse. She had it buttoned up high like she always does and I was trying to get her to open it so I could take pictures of her tits."

"Hum, that doesn't sound too bad, what do you think honey, do you want to put on a blouse and give it a try?"

She agreed to "try" and went to find a suitable blouse. When she returned, she surprised me because she had chosen a thin yellow chiffon button up. She had it buttoned to her neck and without wearing a bra under it, it showed her erect nipples poking out under it. It was also thin enough that if you looked closely, you could make out the outline and shape of her breasts, through the material.

While he was fiddling with his phone for pictures, she told him, "If I'm going to do this, you are going to have to position me and adjust my blouse the way you want it. I don't know what to do and I'm not sure how much I'm going to let you see, so bear with me on this."

"Of course, we will only do as much as you're comfortable with. You can say no at any time, I promise. I'm just thankful that you're allowing this, you'll never know how much."

"Oh, and that goes for you too. Stop me anytime you're not ok with a photo." speaking to me this time.

She told him she was ready and asked where he wanted her. He had her sit on the sofa with her legs tucked under her with her hands in the lap. He said, "Just a few quick pics like this, not wearing your bra under such a thin blouse and seeing your nipples poking out like that is a great shot all by itself."

Him openly commenting on her nipples made her blush a little. So far, she was doing fine.

He had her shift positions and hold her arms differently as he took several pics with her blouse fully buttoned.

When done with those, he asked her if he could unbutton her blouse a little. She nodded her ok. I thought it odd that he didn't ask her to unbutton it herself and chose to do it himself. I was curious to how this would go.

He unbuttoned four buttons, opening it to just between her breasts, only allowing a tiny bit of cleavage to show. He took some photos like that then asked, "Can I pull your blouse open a little, just to show more of your chest. Again, she nodded her ok.

He took hold of her blouse and gently opened both sides so it showed more chest and also arranged it so it stayed out from her chest, allowing a view of the tops of her breasts.

He had her hold still so her blouse remained open and he moved around her, taking photos of her from different angles, making sure the shots showed as much breast as possible.

After finishing those, he asked her if she was doing ok and if she was good with everything so far. He looked to me and asked me the same. Both of us told him we were fine.

Pleased, he again asked her if he could unbutton her blouse down more. She was hesitant playing the game and looked to me. I nodded my head yes and she told him, "I guess so. Don't go too far."

He agreed and unbuttoned one more button and let her check to see how low and open her blouse was. She was ok with it, so he asked, "One more, maybe two?" she nodded yes but said nothing.

Since the buttons on her blouse were close together, he unbuttoned two more. This opened her blouse down to the bottoms of her breasts.

He pulled her blouse open on both sides as he'd done earlier, enabling him to see inside for the next photos. Since I wasn't at the correct angle, I couldn't see into her blouse but I was sure he was now able to see her nipples.

He took several more photos of her with her blouse gaping open, not doubt showing her nipples in the photos.

She seemed to be doing ok and looked relaxed sitting there on the sofa with her blouse open and gaping. I asked, "You doing ok?" She said she was fine.

That was good, because I was getting into watching her pose and letting him see more of her tits. Deep down, I think she was too.

He asked, "Are you ready for a few more?" She told him, "So far, so good." He took that as an ok.

Leaving her sitting in the same position, he had her turn slightly to her right, which caused the left side of her blouse to gap even more. He didn't ask to unbutton another button this time, he just slowly pulled both sides of her blouse open more, exposing the insides of her breasts almost to her nipples.

When he had her blouse the way he wanted, he checked with her for an ok and took his pictures. From my position, I was seeing my wife sitting on our sofa, legs tucked under her, hands in her lap with her blouse open in the front almost to her waist, with the lapels of her blouse pulled out far enough from her chest and to the side enough for him to easily see inside her blouse and photograph almost all her breast and nipple.

He took multiple shots of her in this pose, many of them close enough that they would clearly show her nipple.

Next, he asked, "Another button or two? as he looked to her. She smiled and told him, yes.

This was the moment I'd been anticipating. The only next logical pose was to expose her breast. I think she knew it too and didn't tell him no, which was a good sign. I was hoping she'd let him.

He unbuttoned two more buttons, leaving only one undone. The moment of truth had arrived and I watching intently as he slowly pulled the left side of her blouse off her breast, exposing it completely. Her white breast and light brown hard nipple looked so inviting. I also noticed when he pulled her top open, the backs of his fingers rubbed over her nipple, causing it to pop back after each finger passed over it. I wasn't sure if it was on purpose and not accidental, but I liked it.

From the quick intake of breath from her, I think she had enjoyed it as well. This was much more than I thought would happen or that she would allow. It was for sure, the most erotic thing I'd even seen.

He wasted no time and took several photos from different angles, moving out to capture her entire body in the photos and then back in close, concentration on her from the waist up and her bare breast.

He was into his photo session now and without asking, he reached into the other side of her blouse, took her right breast into his hand and lift it out, now exposing both breasts. Her nipples were as hard as I've ever seen them, it was obvious she was turned on by his touch and letting him see her almost topless.

When he was done photographing her with both tits exposed, he asked, "Can I take your blouse off and take a few more of you topless? I'll understand if you say no, you've allowed me more than I could have expected. I have an idea for one more pose and then we're done."

By this time, she was aroused enough that I knew she wouldn't say no. She stood up, both tits still exposed and told him, "Ok, I'm all yours."

He stepped up to her, and unbuttoned the remain button and, one shoulder at a time, slipped her blouse off, until he was able to let it slid down and off, leaving my wife standing topless in front of my best friend.

He took his pictures with her standing and had her turn different ways, putting her hands on her hips, lifting her arms up over her head and then with her hands behind her head, each picture focusing solely on her breasts.

"Ok, final shot." he announced and then told her. "This is going to be a video. If its ok, I'd like you to start with your hands on your hips. From there, slide your hands up under your breasts and lift them and play with your nipples. After a little bit, drop both breasts so they bounce, do that a couple times and then make them sway back and forth. Do that for a while and then slowly bend forward so they hang down and make them sway from side to side. Do all this while looking at the camera and then raise back up and with a big smile, blow a kiss to the camera."

"I know that's asking a lot, but can you do that?"

She told him she could and put her hands on her hips, shoulders back, which pushed her tits out, and told him she was ready when he was.

He started his video and told her to go ahead. She took it slow, showing her tits to his and his camera and did what he had asked. The entire video was probably two minutes long, giving him a nice video her showing him her tits and playing with them, something I'm sure he will enjoy for quite some time.

That was the end of the picture taking. She didn't bother to put her blouse back on but remained topless.

As we sat in the living room I confessed to her that I had one more fantasy. She asked me what it was so I told them. I wanted to watch as she got titty fucked. She asked if that's what I truly wanted and I said yes. With that she took a pillow off rhe couch and put it in the middle of the living room. she layed down on her back placing her head on the pillow. I couldn't believe that she was actually going to let my friend fuck her titties in front of me. She told him to remove his pants and get on top of her chest. As he dud this she pushed her breasts around his cock. I watched as he pumped his cock between her breasts. Each time his cock pushed close to her lips she would kiss the head. She started talking naughty to him telling him to fuck her tits faster qnd begging him to cum on her face. He finally shot his creamy white semen on her face and mouth. She used her tongue to get some into her mouth. I use my phone to video record the action. When he was done she cleaned his cock with her mouth and left his cum on her face.

When he got ready to leave we walked him to the door for our goodbyes, he and I hugged, then she and he had a nice long hug. When they separated, He took one last opportunity and slid his hands up to cup her breasts and give them a little squeeze as he kissed her goodbye, thanking her again.