This is a story of how I came to succumb to a little sexy pressure and persuasion.
At the time I was 23, recently married, with a very young daughter. My husband worked in another country so I was on my own at home.
I had a work too at a small local company and Jenny was my office manager. Our desks were in the same room and to cut a long story short, we became friends and shared a lot of free time together. I also knew Jenny's husband, Mike.
Jenny and her husband were quite a bit older (Mike, was in his fifties, Jenny about 10 years younger), but I loved this mellow couple. Mike was very kind and Jenny had a colourful and uninhibited way of talking that always seemed to be filled with sexual innuendos that had me laughing constantly.
She didn't speak too openly about it but I got the impression that she was a hot wife. There'd been talk of a few indiscretions in her past (one at work with a previous boss, years before, one with a divorced neighbour and a few other shorter affairs up to a total of five). It was as if she had an understanding with her husband.
Even though my husband was an ocean away, I never considered cheating on him as we'd been married for only a year and half, but I have to be sincere, sex had always been an interesting topic for me, and our conversations became quite intimate.
I also loved the way Jen managed our friendship.
I am a bit submissive, in other words, I like being told what to do.
My mother sent me to a catholic school, and I was brought up in a very strict, non-sexual household.
At first Jen persuaded me to dress more sexily, "Your ego needs at least a few naughty looks from other men while your husband's away, Claudia. You can't act like a nun. You have nice legs and a beautiful pair of melons, let the world see them and enjoy it," she told me.
I nodded and accepted it as a boost to my ego.
My skirts started getting shorter and when I was in the right mood, I removed my bra; something I dared more and more often, especially in Jen and Mike's company.
Jen noticed and complimented me on my new look, praising my braless status.
Mike is a man's man and he couldn't stop looking at my legs and my bouncing boobs.
My friend wasn't a jealous wife and when I mentioned Mike staring and perving me, she would just laugh and put me at ease, saying "Just like any man would, you are so beautiful and sexy."
Apparently, they talked about me in bed and Mike admitted having erotic thoughts about me.
There didn't seem to be much planning about what happened later on. Jen explained to me that she wanted to use me in their sexual games as a part of her husband's fantasies.
She said that he'd been much hornier since I came into their lives.
We started to sunbathe topless when Mike went fishing. Being alone we shed our tops and tanned our naked boobs, enjoying the free time.
This became a regular occurrence, except when Mike was at home.
We kept our tops on when he was there, but Jen told me that as part of her "pillow talk" with Mike he had asked her how my naked boobs looked. He'd also asked her to try and persuade me to go topless for him.
After that Jenny regularly kept asking me to sunbathe topless in their garden in front of Mike, pointing out that she knew I had a secret desire to show off my body. I was flattered and I made her a half-promise, "let's see".
One Sunday the three of us were eating and talking near the pool. Jenny dived in and her bikini top came off. She came out of the pool topless.
Her boobs looked rather flat and floppy.
She asked me to take my top off as well, as Mike was a tit-man, and wanted to see some fresh flesh from me.
Mike nodded enthusiastically making me smile.
I thought about Jen's request, but was feeling a bit guilty about my husband far away over the sea. I told them I was still a bit shy about showing my boobs but I appreciate the compliment. This was an error from me as they insisted and Jenny, more than Mike, was very good at persuasion.
"Be good, Claudia, and make him happy, nobody can see us and nobody will know about it," she said.
She also reminded me of my half-promise to show Mike my boobs and tis time my good intentions began to crumble.
Mike for his part also joined in. He begged me to do it and make his day. He told me that my breasts made him so horny and Jen also added that a sexy young woman like me shouldn't have any problems showing off for a mature admirer with no other real intent. I felt helpless under the prolonged pressure from my older friends. By then, I had also become aroused and on getting an assurance from both of them that it really didn't matter, I untied my top showing off my large areolas and my hardening nipples.
Looking at my swollen boobs (I am rather heavy in that department) Mike was like a boy in a candy shop and Jenny thanked me. She explained that she was hoping I was awakening her husband's libido, to her advantage.
We giggled and this was a real blast for my ego.
I remained topless, running around in just a tiny thong all afternoon.
Since then I regularly sunbathed topless in front of Mike, twice (once on their boat and once in their garden) I also went totally naked.
They both complimented me on my newly relaxed attitude to nudity and Mike seemed absolutely fascinated by my totally shaved pussy. He was constantly watching me and after he begged me, I showed him my open pussy. Again it was only for a sort of adult play, not really for sex. The three of us were good friends now and Jenny was nude also.
This was a bit sexually daring maybe, as my husband didn't know, but Mike never made any blatant sexual remarks or advances, and I thought that being naked in front of my best friend's husband with her consent was okay. Since Mike was being so nonchalant and respectful about my nudity, I also let him put oil my back, while I was lying naked on the sun bed.
He was behaving like a gentleman but Jen encouraged him to put oil on my boobs as well.
I didn't object when he did it.
After some begging I also let him stroke my breasts.
I felt like a doll between this couple and I must say it was so pleasurable. All Mike had done was cup my boobs, nothing more.
Jenny and her husband Mike had an older friend, Paul, whose wife had left him for another man a year before.
He often came round for a drink and some sympathy.
Jen also told me, in confidence, about their relationship with Paul.
She said that she and her husband have had a few threesomes with him, just to cheer him up after his wife left.
She also said that the last time Paul came over, he had brought some pretty little summer beach things that his wife had left.
Jenny admitted that they were far too young for her, "I may still have nice legs," she commented, "but my tits are too floppy now for those low-cut styles."
She said they would be just right for me as part of my new braless wardrobe.
Jenny told me what a nice guy he was and I was curious, and wanted to meet him.
