Carol and I were invited to a superbowl party and to say she was excited was an understatement. Her team, the Indiana Colts were in it.
She dressed in a pair of sheer white thong panties with the Colts logo on them, blue Colts socks, a white Colts bra with horse shoes, a pair of blue Colts sweatpants and a white Colts tank top with very long open arm holes and a dipping neck line. She also wore a Blue Colts Zip.up sweatshirt over it that matched the sweat pants.
The party was held at John's house. John was a friend of mine who introduced me to Steve, Rick, Glen and Chris. John's wife was thirty years younger than John and built. She had huge tits and a smoking hot body. Best of all, she didn't mind showing it. Unfortunately I only got to see her for a short time tonight, as she was on call at the hospital and they called her in.
So far those attending were John, Rick, Rick's son Ryan, Glen, Steve, Chris, Roy, Dave, Myself & Carol.
The other guys' wives aren't into football at all so they all go shopping and weren't present either. Mark and Cher were invited so at least Carol wouldn't be the only girl there,even if it was Cher.
Carol and I discussed hanging with Cher and Mark as Carol always ended up in compromising situations. Carol would rather Cher & Mark not be there for that very reason.
A knock on the door came & John answered it. Mark stepped in saying Cher was out of town due to a death in the family. He did however bring a friend who Carol and I both knew. Hank. The guy who saved my wife from her attacker a couple years ago.
Suddenly Carol was the only girl here with eleven men. I liked the odds.
The Colts were playing the Dallas Cowboys and most everyone there were already Cowboys fans. Those that weren't, chose them over the Colts.
The only thing everyone shared in common between the two teams were the blue and white colors.
Drinks were flowing and so was the trash talk. Everyone was bashing the Colts but my wife held her ground and had some pretty good comebacks for the Cowboy fans. Many of her comebacks included the gay themed movie, Broke Back Mountain. Those usually put the guys at bay.
She was so proud of herself for fending them off that she gloated. The guys loved her attention and she was definitely a big hit with them even though she was dressed in heavy clothes and not showing anything at all.
I couldn't help but notice that of the eleven guys here, eight of the eleven have seen my wife in various stages of undress. Seven of the eight have seen her totally nude and some have even touched her. Steve, Dave, Hank and I were the only four in the group who have actually fucked her.
The three who haven't seen her were John, Roy and Chris. They have not even seen photos of my wife. That is unless Steve showed them the photos that Carol gave him a few years ago, which it is highly likely that he did.
The pre show was about over and Carol was well on her way to being drunk before the beginning of the game. If she didn't slow down she wouldn't make it through the game. Her words were slurring and the guys began flirting more with her and she was eating up their attention.
She hugged them from time to time and the guys always patted her ass. Even when they weren't hugging her, if she walked by they made a game of smacking her ass saying "GIDDY UP LITTLE COLT." I may have actually started this game.
We all laughed at it, including her, although she always slapped their hands away. She continued with her good comebacks against the Cowboy fans. They gave her shit about being a little Colt. Empathizing the "LITTLE." She shot back saying stuff like, "I may be a little Colt but you fucking Cowboys still couldn't ride me."
Everyone laughed at her comebacks as she continued handing them their asses.
Mark chimed in that he bet he could ride her knowing he had already been so close to doing that in a previous story. This hit home with her so she got up, walked over to him, leaned down holding on to his knees & looked him directly in the eyes. We were all silently watching to see what was about to happen.
She finally told Mark as we all listened,
"Even if you could ride this little Colt Mark, I doubt you could last the 8 seconds."
Then she stood and paraded her ass back to her seat, proud as fuck.
"OOOOHHH. You got told bro." Ryan said.
We all laughed at him. Mark sat dumbfounded and red as my wife schooled him. Carol normally is more reserved and even I was impressed with her comebacks. The amount of alcohol she has consumed has definitely erased any bashfulness she had.
She was so proud of herself and was having the time of her life. Her team just scored the first touchdown of the game. You would have thought she was the one carrying the ball as she hopped up and began doing a celebration dance.
We all loved seeing her shake her ass and bounce those tits. It was already warm in the house so during her dance she unzipped the sweatshirt and pulled it off twirling it above her head like a stripper to all of us cheering for her to take off more.
"Take It Off. Take It Off. Take it Off." We chanted and she gave us a naughty finger shake and sat back down giggling and sipping her drink.
"Take that Bitches." she said again taunting everyone about the touchdown.
"Hey. Put up or shut up." Mark said.
"Excuse me?" she said.
"You heard me girl. If you are so sure your team will win then maybe we should make it interesting."
I liked where he was headed.
"What do you have in mind?" she asked.
"Well whoever team scores, the other team loses an article of clothing."
"Ya right. Like I'm going to strip for a room full of horny men and I'm the only girl. I don't think so. Eleven against one isn't fair."
"It's not eleven against one. It's Cowboys versus Colts. If the Cowboys score you only lose one article but if Colts score all eleven of us lose an article. So actually since you think your team is better than ours you will get to see all eight of us naked and we only get to see you. In reality you have the advantage. Plus I am betting you are wearing way more items than us."
I could see she was considering it now as Mark did a great job of baiting her.
It was about then that her team kicked the field goal and made it and again she got up and began her victory dance only this time we could all see her bra through the large arm holes.
When she finished dancing she pointed at Mark and said "My team has scored twice so it's on. You broke back bitches need to lose two items."
No one hesitated to take off their shoes and socks and toss them aside.
Carol was so proud and sure of her team.
The Colts got close but didn't get a touchdown. They did get a field goal so again she danced and said "Take it off bitches."
We all tossed in our shirts.
The Cowboys took the ball and the QB made an awesome throw as the receiver took it all the way. Touchdown.
Now all of us guys danced and told Carol to strip.
"I already took off my sweatshirt."
"Nope the game started after that so it doesn't count."
"That's bullshit."
"Chicken much?" and we all started squawking like chickens.
She pulled her shoes off, throwing them at the guys.
"Field goal Yes." and the dance continued.
Carol looked at us and said, "Fine."
Off came her Colts socks as she threw them at us too.
Carol's team took the ball but ended up kicking it away.
There was a long dry spell till the end of the first quarter but the drinks flowed very well.
When the game proceeded the Colts took the field and didn't get a touchdown but were able to get another field goal.
Carol was up again shaking her ass but this time made her round around the room shaking it at each guy saying "Read my ass you broke back bitches." Her sweatpants had the Colts name written in big white letters arched around her perfect ass.
When she shook it at Mark he yanked them down to her knees. Everyone cheered & Carol quickly yanked them back up & slapped the shit out of him for doing it. Her face was bright red knowing that we all saw her thong panties.
She sat back down and said "Okay bitches. You got a peek at me now it's time for you to pay up the bet. I want to see some skin."
