As much as the previous evening and morning were incredible, yet confusing, the day at work was pleasantly normal. My mind really needed it to try to get a handle on what had happened, and this apparently new relationship with both Linda and Emily.
I tried texting my wife a number of times, and the only thing I got back was "shopping... wait till I get home!"
I got off work and walked in the door of an empty house. I sat in my chair and texted my wife to seen when she would be getting home and received a simple, "Won't be home for dinner." I decided to get a burger to eat and was sitting in my recliner watching tv around seven when I heard the garage door open.
"Hello lover!" My wife called as she walked into the house. I could hear three sets of shoes coming down the short hallway from the garage door toward the family room. I sat in total shock, my jaw hanging wide open as I looked at my wife standing with Linda and Emily.
My wife is far from young any longer, the two of us in our forties, but I've told her for a long time she looked only thirty, with a trim body and muscular legs. An hour of workout each morning didn't hurt any either. Her new outfit seemed to accentuate all her best features, and was, if nothing else, stunning. It was also so completely different from anything I have ever seen her wear. I have bought things for her for years, slinky lingerie, sexy tops, but I have never been able to get her to wear them, even at home in the bedroom. Now here she stood, wearing four inch black heels, black stockings framing her muscular legs, and I was quite sure they were stockings since I could see the tops of them peeking out from under a miniskirt that was incredibly short. Above the hip hugging miniskirt, she wore a silver satiny halter top covering her tits, wiggling enticingly as she set down her shopping bags, her hard nipples clearly visible beneath the thin material testifying to the fact that she didn't have any kind of bra on.
"What do you think?" She asked as she turned once for me and then strode over leaning down over my chair. She placed her hands on the arms of the chair to support herself and then leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips. "Do you like my shirt? I've been watching all the men stare at my tits all afternoon. I've been waiting for you to touch them, wondering how it will feel to have your fingers tease my nipples through the material."
I reached my hands up and used the backs of my fingers to stroke across her hard nipples, the slick material yielding to my touch.
"Ohhhh yes. I'm so horny for you. "I want you to fuck me so bad. Would you like to guess what kind of panties I've been wearing all day?" she whispered to me, between kisses on my cheek and neck.
"Oh, what kind are you wearing?" I asked quietly.
"Why don't you find out?"
I moved one hand down her front, gently stroking her body as I worked my hand slowly down the front of her tiny skirt, slipping my fingers up her thigh until my fingers touched her naked wet pussy lips. "You aren't wearing any?" I half asked, half stated.
"Uh huh." She said with a grin. "Watch this!"
She gave me a gentle kiss and then pushed herself off of me and walked over to her bags. She bent over with her legs straight, her tiny skirt riding up her round ass as she did. She was three quarters of the way bent over when I could see the first glimpse of her wet lips, and by the time she was reaching into the bag, I had a clear view of her pussy lips gleaming with her moisture. "I wonder how many men were looking at just the right time to see what you're seeing right now?" She asked as she straightened up, holding a package. "You've been buying sexy things for me for years, and you always wanted me to wear them. I'll make a deal with you. From now on, I'll wear the sexy things you by for me, as long as you promise to wear the sexy things I buy for you." She said as she took a few steps toward me.
It was a surprisingly hard decision. For years I wanted her to become a bit more free, wear the sexy things, I bought for her, but I seemed to have unleashed a monster. Now the question was, did I want to keep her going this way?
I looked over at Linda, wearing a short gray dress, looking quite sexy, and Emily wearing a halter top dress that accentuated her tits. Clearly it was a packaged deal. I stood up and walked over to my wife, taking her free hand, I pulled her toward me, and kissed her gently. "On one condition. Just like you asked me to never have sex with Linda and Em without you, I need you to promise the same thing. Neither of us have sex with anyone else without us being together."
"Worried about me going out and getting laid by some strange man?" she asked, staring into my eyes.
"Actually yes."
"Good, I wanted you to be worried." She said quietly. She shook her hand from mine and held it out toward Emily, who put a small handful of black material in it. She held the damp material to my nose to smell. "Just so you know, I wore these until I was home." She said with a grin. "I was horny all day, but I wasn't about to show off everything. Yes, I'll make that pact with you. We never have sex with anyone else unless the other is there as well, or we give permission in advance." She said with a grin. She reached her face to mine and kissed me gently. "Now what about that other part? Will you wear what I buy for you in return?"
"Yes." I said simply, her free hand gently stroking my hard dick through my pants.
"Good." She said with a grin. "Now, from now on, no more whitey tighties. I want you wearing underwear just as sexy as I will be, so, take off your clothes."
"Here?"
"Why not. It's not like Linda and Em haven't seen your hard dick before."
"I guess that's true." I said as I started pulling my shirt off. Emily stepped over and helped me undress, giggling as she stroked my hard dick a few times when it came into view.
"Now, here's your new underwear." Nancy said as she opened a bag and pulled out a pair of men's bikini underwear. She squatted down, her knees up and apart, revealing her wet lips under her short skirt while she held out the underwear for me to step into. She slid them up my legs and over my hips, trying to tuck my rock hard dick into them. "Hmmmm. Doesn't seem like this is going to fit, does it?" she asked, pulling them back down to expose all of my dick and stroking it gently. Would you ladies mind if I rode my husband for a few minutes? I really don't think that it's going to take either of us more than a few minutes to get this back to normal size."