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I had left Tina sitting on the couch twenty minutes before, packaged in her new green sheath dress that hugged her curvy form so decadently. Not long before we’d enjoyed a few cocktails to get her tame for what was going to happen.“You get me too drunk I’ll be defenseless.”“And what would be wrong with that my dear?”I teased her by kissing her deeply and touching her firmly.“What are you trying to do to me?” she giggled.”Priming the pump.”I stood up in front of her.“Show me what panties you have on.”“Pervert.”She gave me a naughty look with her tongue touching her upper lip and eased her thighs apart, causing the dress to ride all the way back to her round, firm ass. Red lace greeted me as she opened her legs wider.“You really are dressed up for him.” I liked that she’d gone to the effort to package herself up like a tasty treat for this guy, but felt a little twinge of envy that he’d be getting to unwrap and feast on her. Seeing something on my face Tina gave me a questioning look and then a sly smile took over. “You wanted me to,” she said, looking up at me through her eyelashes.She was loosening up now as the drinks and her libido numbed and excited her. At that point I couldn’t resist her charm and I knelt in front of her.“Naughty boy, what are you going to do?”Reaching along the outside of both her thighs and grabbing her ass tightly I pulled her to the edge of the sofa.“I want you wet and horny when your date gets here.”“Oh, fuck!” she breathed.I wanted her horny and wet, vulnerable. I rudely pushed her thighs apart exposing the tiny strip of red lace. It was just a formality, that tiny bit of fabric; a tease that barely covered her moist labia. I teased her by stabbing her with my pointed tongue through the material, putting just enough pressure against her clit to excite her.“Baby,” she moaned as she squirmed.I tongued up and down the moist fabric, my strong hands clutching her ass, pulling her tight to me. She’d tossed her head back and had begun to rub her tits. I had her in a good place now.“Are you going to show him your pussy?”“Yes.”Having licked her pussy without actually İstanbul Escort touching her bare flesh I had made her so horny. I pulled away at that point. Easing my hands forward along her hips I pulled her panties off.”I’ll take these down to the garage with me. You’re not allowed any.”“Dirty boy you…..they don’t go with the green dress anyway so I don’t care,” she giggled.I took those red panties and hung them over my hard cock. I wanted her ready. Dragging the tiny lacy panties off my erection I spread her thighs and then let them fall to the floor. Bending down, I slapped my precum coated penis against her bare vagina. I needed to feel her wrapped around me. My cock was hard to the point it was throbbing to be inside her. “Baby, are you gonna fuck me right here?”That warm purr of her voice set my cock throbbing.“Yes, slut.””I’m your slut.”“You going to be his slut in a little bit?”“Yes….”I could take no more of the teasing I had initiated. It was time to take action. Damn, it was so easy to slide into her. Tina was so sloppy wet I couldn’t help fucking her hard for at least ten strokes-my way of marking her mine before turning her over to a man more well-endowed than I. “Do you want him to fuck you hard, baby?” I knew the answer but hearing her say it thrilled me so. “Yes.”Having gotten the answer I wanted, I pulled out of her, delighting in the squishy “plop” that resulted. I reluctantly zipped my jeans over my bulk.“Baby, you going to just leave me like this?” she whimpered.”Oh, I certainly am….naughty slut.”“I can’t help it.””Oh, I know, baby.” I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply. “I’ m going down to the garage to work. Text me when he’s close, okay?””If I must,” she teased. It was hard descending the stairs to the garage to work, leaving her so unfulfilled but this is how it had to play out. My home improvement project was waiting on the tailgate of my truck which I’d backed into the garage to use as a workbench. The steps I had to take, getting my old trusty jigsaw out, unwrapping the cord, pulling it over to the outlet, were hard İstanbul Escort Bayan to focus on as I anticipated what was about to happen. While dealing with a tangled extension cord I felt my phone vibrate.Tina’s text popped up on my screen ”Rick is about five minutes away.”I couldn’t help gawking at it for a moment, taking it in before tapping out my own response“Don’t wait for me. I’ll be busy down here for a while, lover.”Nerves had my hand shaking a bit, but I managed to get the phone back into my pocket. Warm sunshine painted every surface in the open garage in lazy hues as I finally shook the distracting thought from my head and got back to work. The bulky block of wood fell from the edge of the mitre box and reflex had me stepping back to avoid the pain of it striking my bare foot. I’d been working in the garage, ascending the stairs into the house, working to complete the project, then going back down to the garage repeatedly throught the days leading up to this. Now I wasn’t sure what to do knowing Tina would be entertaining another man in the house. Working almost on autopilot with materials and tools, my mind drifted off to analyze how we’d gotten here. For most of us who engage in sharing our girlfriends with other men it’s difficult to find the right man for her. Tina was choosy. So many times I’d suggested a guy I’d seen on sites whose profile seemed to fit with what we wanted, only to have her reject him without even wanting to engage briefly with him. And when we would settle on someone she liked the other challenge would present themselves in setting up play dates only to have the guy back out at the last minute. Tina had played before and I had encouraged it although it was not something we’d just fallen into. Her bubble butt, red hair and her witty sarcastic approach to any social scene was an attraction to the bad boys. I was her steady, her man. We shared life together and were in love. I wanted her all the time but I also wanted us to always be free to enjoy the eroticism that a “normal” couple would avoid –or try hard to Escort İstanbul avoid. For some reason, I was almost obsessed with the idea of seeing another man have her. My heart was thumping, awaiting the domestic crystal bong of the doorbell from inside the house telling me it was really going to happen. Thoughts of sex were turning my simple woodworking into a discipline and I fought to concentrate. She had known Rick before she met me and they had fucked many times so she trusted him. There would be no drinks around the table this time, no unwinding and getting acquainted. He had been bold and dirty, texting her. I knew that within ten minutes of Rick’s arrival he’d be fucking her. Maybe, during that initial kissing and petting just inside the door he’d discover she was pantiless and just have her against the wall.She’d described to me many times the first time she’d fucked him. She had opened her apartment door and there he had stood, tall, fit, with rough angular features. He’d looked her up and down. She felt an urge, she’d told me, to grab him by his tie and yank him inside. Before she could he’d wordlessly crossed the threshold, grabbed her by the back of the head and taken her to him, kissing her hard, hands finding their way over her curves. With the stairs so close to the door he’d eased her onto her back, undone his pants and thrust himself inside her in seconds. She was unable to focus on anything other than what she desribed as the biggest cock she’d had in her life. Anytime she started to tell this story I’d heard so many times I never stopped her. It was hot.This time, the date had been initiated by her. I was encouraged by this. As it happens, an old platonic friend from school had messaged her on social media and she’d talked to him on and off for a few weeks. It was rumored that he was well-endowed and as they talked from day to day it became clear he was interested in visiting her.I enjoyed the thought, encouraging her to let him come by. I played at teasing her, telling her that I knew she was thinking about what he could do to her behind closed doors and such. I would text her gifs of bad girls getting it good from well-endowed males. But in the end Tina had declined his offer for the time being because of work but she had surprised me in texting the also well-endowed Rick out of the blue which, by the way, earned her an ass spanking from me when she fessed up.