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Bobby's Special Half- Time, Part 1
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GBV01A - M+/F - WIFE - Bobbie's Special Half-time - Part 1
by The Warthog
Standard Disclaimer--This story is intended for the entertainment of
adults only!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It was day one of the new NFL season and the boys and I were set to
watch some football. I had just put in a big screen TV and naturally all
my friends wanted to watch the first big Giants game on my new set. The
Giants were playing the Packers this afternoon. It was with great irony
that before half-time was over the only Giants we cared about were those
packing our shorts.
The boys showed up about 12:30 with beer and munchies in tow. It was the
least they could do, since I was providing the TV. I didn't realize I
would be providing the entertainment as well. The guys handed the
goodies to Bobbie, my wife, and took their seats in front of the TV. Tim
smiled at Bobbie and asked, "Bill, how did you get this beautiful lady
to marry your ugly ass?" I replied, "It must be my considerable charms."
"Bull shit," returned Tim. "If that was the case she would have gone for
LD over there," he added. I chuckled and said, "You have a point."
All this was lost on Bobbie who just smiled in her shy way. I should
describe Bobbie. She is five feet, four inches of the cutest, sexiest
female I have ever known. She has a tomboyish manner but her physical
assets are all woman. She has natural long blond hair and light blue
eyes. She won't tell me her measurements, however, by my eye she
probably measures about 36D-23-35. I'm certain of the first number
because it's written on the tags of her bras. Her fresh all American
face looks ten years younger than her 26 years.
Bobbie has only seen my friends a few times before. She doesn't really
know any of them. This fact caused her to be a little shy at first. By
the end of the first quarter she was becoming her usually friendly self.
It was not a great surprise that my friends were paying almost as much
attention to Bobbie as to the game. She volunteered to keep us all
supplied with beer and chips even though she is a big football fan
herself. She actually knows more about the game than I do. I was amused
to hear her arguing with Paul and LD about the draft choices picked up
by the Giants.
By the end of the middle of the second quarter the boys were getting
pretty loud. They were going through the beer fast. Looking back, I
think they were guzzling it so they could ask Bobbie for more. All eyes
would follow Bobbie as she bounced up and hurried to the kitchen. She
was wearing a tight tank top and short shorts that showed every curve.
The top was cut low enough to show Bobbie's substantial cleavage and the
shorts did not fully cover the bottom of her ass.
She would return shortly with the latest order. I began to notice that
she was walking with a little more shake than usual. Bobbie had
evidently had a few beers herself. She knew how the guys were looking at
her and she decided to put on a show. Her nipples were now poking
through the thin material of her top. Knowing Bobbie as I do, it was
just her way of a little harmless flirting.
Bobbie sat down and continued her discussion with LD about the Giants
second round draft choice. After a few minutes of discussion the
conversation lulled. Bobbie broke the silence by asking LD, "Is LD your
initials? What do they stand for?" LD smiled and the rest of us just
chuckled. Bobbie asked what was so funny. LD answered, "You don't want
to know, Bobbie." She looked at all four of us with a hesitant smile and
asked in a cute little voice, "Why not?" The laughter increased.
Bobbie's expression changed from amusement to frustration. She said, "I
don't appreciate this kind of treatment, guys. Why can't you tell me
what LD stands for?" I asked, "Are you sure you want to know?" Bobbie
nodded. I again asked, "Are you sure?" Bobbie bellowed, "Yessss, Bill."
I motioned for LD to answer the woman.
LD began, "It refers to the size of my genitals. LD stands for 'Long
Dong'". Bobbie began to blush. She said, "Ohhhh." Every one kept smiling
and looking at Bobbie. After a pause she said, hesitantly, "Well, how
long is it?" LD's face took on a more serious look as he asked, "Do you
mean right now?" Bobbie croaked, "I mean, how long does it get?" LD
proudly answered, "Fourteen inches!" Bobbie shook her head and said, "I
don't believe it." LD looked offended by Bobbie's skepticism. He said,
"You want me to prove it?"
To my surprise Bobbie said, "Prove it!" As far as I knew, Bobbie had
never seen another man naked. We had dated since we were both fifteen
and were both virgins when we were married. Without hesitation LD pulled
down his shorts revealing a huge bulge. He continued by hauling his
briefs down to his knees. LD's big schlong was folded under his balls
between his legs. It must have been about eight inches long soft. Bobbie
rose up out of her chair to get a better look. She was obviously
impressed with the size of his cock but she tried not to let on. Bobbie
smirked, "It doesn't look like fourteen inches to me!"
LD loudly replied, "Well, its not hard yet." Bobbie said, "Am I supposed
to take your word for it?" LD angrily said, "Why don't you come over
here at stroke it a few times? Then you will see fourteen inches." LD
shot me a look and then said in a calmer voice, "I'm sorry Bill, I
forgot who I was talking to." I said, "It's all right LD, she asked you
how long it gets not how long it is."
Bobbie looked at me with sort of an inquisitive look. I figured that she
wanted to see how big LD's cock would get, but she didn't want to jerk
him off. She asked, "Is there any other way you can get it hard without
me touching it?" LD thought for a moment then said, "Well, if you or
Bill don't mind, you could do a sexy dance." Bobbie looked at me to see
my reaction. I looked at Bobbie and sort of shrugged my shoulders with
my hands out, leaving the decision to her.
I left it up to her because I like to look at her sexy body and I really
don't mind if other men do as well. I secretly hoped she would do a sexy
dance, but expected her shy nature to keep her from doing it. Bobbie
looked back at LD and his cock and at me again. We all held our breath
to see what she would do. Suddenly she jumped up and hurried from the
room. I thought that she had become embarrassed. I started to go and see
about her when I heard music.
Bobbie appeared again with her boom box in hand. It was playing the
Michael Jackson tune that goes, "Pretty baby with the high heels on..."
I noticed that instead of bare feet she now sported a pair of 4 inch red
spiked high heels. She set the box on the coffee table and began to
strut around LD and his cock. Her fresh face now had a lusty look to it.
She never took her eyes off LD's cock as she wiggled and bumped. She
would alternate thrusting her big tits out as she bent over, her hands
on her ass, and thrusting her hips and pelvis out in a motion that
looked as if she were fucking. I didn't know that she could dance like
that. She had never done it for me. It must have been the beer.
Bobbie was having an effect on LD's cock. It was no longer soft.
However, it was not yet fourteen inches. When the song had ended, Bobbie
looked at LD's cock and observed, "It doesn't look hard yet." She pouted
and added, "Am I dancing right?" Everyone chimed in, "Yes!!!!" Bobbie
continued, "Then, why isn't LD hard?" LD reluctantly replied, "Your
dancing is great Bobbie, but what I probably need is something a little
more revealing."
Bobbie looked at me as she asked, "You mean you want me to strip?" LD
looked at me apologetically and said, "Well yea, that's what I had in
mind." I could see in Bobbie's eyes that she was torn. She had obviously
worked herself up but wasn't sure that she could take her clothes off in
front of these men. She looked to me to help her solve the dilemma. I
looked at her for a moment or two then I nodded. A smile immediately
came to her face. I knew then that she really wanted to do a strip tease
for all my friends.
Bobbie bounced over to the boom box and started the music again. She set
the song to repeat over and over. I guess she figured that she would
dance as long as it took to get big LD hard. She began to dance as
before, with lots of suggestive moves. After a minute she crossed her
arms and grabbed the bottom of her tank top. She slowly raised it over
her breasts and then over her head. She was wearing a shear red bra that
gave her support but very little coverage. Her big tits were essentially
uncovered.
Bobbie then hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her shorts and
struggled out of them. That left a pair of matching panties that
amounted to a small triangle of semi-transparent cloth covering her
trimmed pubic hair and held in place by thin spaghetti straps. The strap
in the back disappeared into the crack of her ass. Her bottom was naked.
When she would bend over and thrust out her tits, her cheeks would
separate, clearly revealing her asshole, bisected by the strap.
Bobbie continued to dance. The boys seemed eager for her to take it all
off but she seemed reluctant. She glanced my way to get my reaction. I
again nodded and she blew me a kiss. She reached behind her back to
unhook her bra and then stopped. She blushed red in the face as she
realized what she was about to do. I thought she might stop. The boys
egged her on. They yelled how beautiful and sexy she was. She smiled and
regained her confidence. All this was having a positive effect on LD's
cock. As Bobbie looked at it, she seemed more determined than every to
make it grow.
Bobbie turned her back on us and reached back to unhook the bra. She
held the cups against her tits as the straps popped when she released
them. She slowly turned to face us as she swayed her hips. The blush had
gone and lust had replaced it. She hefted her big tits, pushing them
together. She slowly lowered the cups revealing her large rock hard
nipples. She continued to sway, her tits attempting to keep up. Bobbie
noticed LD's cock twitching as it lay on his belly. It was still not
fully hard.
Bobbie hooked her thumbs in the straps of her panties and began
stretching the material away from her mound. Her soft blond curls became
visible. She turned around and slowly bent over pushing the flimsy
garment to her ankles. This exposed her asshole and pussy to all
assembled. To exaggerate the view Bobbie spread her legs farther apart
causing the folds of her pussy to open. It was clear that she was
sopping wet. The spot on her panties confirmed the fact. I never thought
I would ever see my beautiful innocent wife dancing nude in front of a
group of men. She was obviously very turned on.
Bobbie returned her attention to LD's cock. It was still lying on his
belly. However, it was longer. Bobbie asked with a frustrated tone,
"What do I have to do to make it hard?" We all knew the answer to the
question. The question was, did Bobbie know. She continued to dance but
there was indecision on her face. She looked at me a couple of times but
I was just enjoying her sexy dance.
Continued in Part 2.
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