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Kathy and My Frat Brothers, Part 1
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GBV07A - M+/F - WIFE - Kathy and my Frat Brothers - Part 1
by The Warthog
Standard Disclaimer--This story is intended for the entertainment of
adults only!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
About a month ago I received a letter from a college fraternity brother
of mine. I hadn't seen Stan since graduation three years before. Stan
was trying to get a group of us together to meet for the first football
game of the season. He had settled down in the town where our university
was located while most of the rest of our click had moved away. The plan
was to go to the game and then to the old frat house afterwards. We'd
finish off the night back a Stan's place.
I looked forward to the visit. I wanted to see my buddies, but I also
wanted my buddies to see my new bride Kathy. Now, I'm not what you'd
call a good looking guy. During college I didn't have many dates and the
ones I did have weren't interested in a second date. My buddies
continuously poked fun at my lack of experience and lack of women.
Well, since college I met Kathy. I'll never understand why she was
attracted to me. Of course, I smother her with affection and devotion.
She's the type of woman who values what's inside not what's outside. The
irony is that she could have had any man she wanted. You see. Kathy is
the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. To top it off, she has the
sweetest personality of any woman I have ever known. I'm not just saying
that because she is my wife.
Kathy stands 5'9" inches tall and weighs 120 pounds. Her hair is long,
silky and naturally light blond. She wears it parted down the middle.
It's a simple look, but with her perfect angel face any styling is
unnecessary. Her eyes are sparkling deep blue and her skin is baby
smooth without a blemish to be found. She sports a beautiful tan and
keeps herself in shape with aerobics. So far so good? There is more.
I have tried to get Kathy to tell me her measurements. She shyly tells
me she doesn't know. I think she is embarrassed for some reason. By my
eye she measures 38DD-23-36. I'm guessing at her waist and hips. I am
certain about her bust, however. I've sneaked looks at her underwear.
You may wonder why a fox like Kathy wouldn't be full of herself or why
she would marry a toad like me. I think it goes back a few years. Until
about two years ago, Kathy had been very overweight. She also wore very
thick glasses. After high school she got a job as a secretary. One of
her coworkers helped her through a diet and exercise program. She also
had eye surgery to eliminate the need for glasses. The result was as
described above.
Lucky for me I met Kathy when she had just finished her transformation.
We had many things in common and became friends before developing a
relationship. We continued to have a good time with each other and
finally decided to get married. We were both virgins when we met and
decided to stay that way until after the wedding. Kathy was never on the
pill and we decided that she would stay off it. We were eager to start a
family.
Needless to say our two months of marriage have been wonderful. We both
enjoy sex, although we are a bit naive. So far we haven't ventured
beyond strait missionary intercourse. I want to do a little
experimenting, but Kathy wants to go slowly. I'm not in any hurry,
anyway. As it is, Kathy is a handful. Although shy and reserved, she
heats up fast. It must be all those years as an ugly duckling. Her pent
up passions are very close to the surface. All she needs is a little
rubbing here or there and a passionate kiss and she gets super horny.
She especially likes to have her large breasts played with.
As I said, I was looking forward to showing off my beautiful new wife to
my friends. I thought it might be fun if Kathy bought a new outfit for
the game and party. I told her to get something real sexy. Something
that would make my friends green with envy. At first Kathy was lukewarm
to the idea. The more I begged her and one night of passionate sex
changed her mind. The day before we left on the trip Kathy went shopping
with her friend at the office. I ask her to show me what she bought but
she told me I would have to wait for the game, the little tease.
The drive down was uneventful. We checked in to our hotel late and went
right to be bed, after a nice twenty minute role in the sack. Kathy
again teased me about her outfit for the game. The most she would say
about it was, "You wanted me to look sexy for your friends. I don't
think you or they will be disappointed."
We slept in late the next day. We were to leave for the game at noon.
The game was at two. I got showered and dressed first. I called two of
my friends that I knew were staying at the hotel and made plans to meet
them in the lobby. I told Kathy to meet me down there when she was
ready.
I left Kathy in the shower and headed downstairs. I met Jim and Dave in
the lobby and we sat down and renewed acquaintances. We talked about
business and politics and swapped a few recollections about the past. I
learned that Jim was married and Dave was still single. Jim said his
wife hadn't made the trip. Jim said that he thought that he and Tom were
the only married guys in our group. Before I had a chance to tell Jim
and Dave about Kathy, I notice that something had their attention.
Jim said, "Would you look at the ears on that rabbit." Dave offered,
"Looks like a high priced hooker to me." Before I could turn to see what
they were talking about, Jim added, "I think she's coming our way." As I
turned, I saw Kathy approaching. I couldn't believe my eyes. Jim and
Dave just stared with their mouths open. We stood up as she swayed
sexily over to us. Kathy put her arm around me, gave me a peck on the
cheek and said, "Hi honey."
We couldn't stop staring at Kathy. Dave was right. Kathy did look like a
high priced hooker. Her outfit consisted of a top that looked sort of
like a corset, a short frilly flared skirt, thigh high white stockings
and blue pumps with five inch heels. The top was made of blue denim and
laced up the front. The laces pulled the two sides of the garment to
within two inches of each other resulting in a teasing view of her
smooth tanned skin. Closer to her breasts the sides separated more
revealing the insides of each breast. It was clear that the top was
meant for a bust several sizes smaller than Kathy's. In profile, the
bottom of her breasts could be seen between the laces. Only her nipples
and the outsides of her breasts were covered. Every male eye in the
place was checking out Kathy's breasts. She knew it too and appeared to
be enjoying the attention.
Kathy's skirt was white and came to mid thigh. The hem was lace and just
barely covered the tops of her stockings. I smiled as I noticed Jim and
Dave looking up and down my sexy wife. Kathy whispered it my ear,
"Billy, do you think they like me?" I chuckled and whispered back,
"Honey, look at how there staring. I think they love you." Kathy
blushed. I added, "I bet they would give anything to get into your
panties." Kathy whispered a reply, "They can't. I'm not wearing any." I
shot a look at her of surprise and she smiled deviously. She whispered,
"Well, you wanted me to be sexy. Tina, my friend, says nothings sexier
than going out without underwear." I whispered back, "You better be
careful or you will give every one a free shot. The way your dressed,
these guys are not going to leave you alone." Kathy gave me a puzzled
look. She really was quite naive.
I introduced Kathy to Jim and Dave. They couldn't believe she was my
wife. Kathy had to show them her wedding ring with our engraved
initials. Needless to say, they had fallen in lust with Kathy and I
couldn't have been prouder. We headed for the game in our car. We took
our seats in a block that Stan had arranged for us. About ten of my
buddies showed up and not a one with wives or dates. Kathy was the only
female in our group and she was getting a lot of attention. As usual,
nobody believed that she was my wife.
Despite Kathy's shyness, she warmed up to the group. I think all the
flattery helped. By the second half she exuded a confidence that I had
never seen before. She began to hold herself in a more provocative way.
Her posture emphasized her large breasts. She allowed her skirt to ride
up her leg. I'm sure a couple of my friends sitting below us used those
opportunities to steal a look at her privates. I think she knew what was
going on, too. When she spotted someone looking in the direction of her
skirt, she nonchalantly dragged her hand across her thigh causing the
hem to ride higher. I figured she was making up for all the flirting
that she had missed as an ugly duckling.
The highlight of the 'Kathy show' was when our team score its only
touchdown in the second half. Kathy began to jump up and down as we
cheered. Several people down below us, including some of my friends,
starred in surprise as Kathy's skirt floated high enough to expose her
blond bush. To my surprise, however, Kathy had shaved off all of her
pubic hair. I made a mental note to ask her about it, later. When she
had finally settled down from her bouncing I noticed that her top had
been overwhelmed by her large chest. One of her nipples had become
uncovered. I whispered to her about it and she looked down. Rather than
quickly fix her top, Kathy took her time and slowly adjusted her top.
Finally after several moments she covered her nipple that had hardened,
noticeably. The whole act seemed to have been calculated to draw
attention to her top so that everyone would see her exposed breast
before she covered it up again. If I didn't know her better, I would say
that Kathy was becoming an exhibitionist.
The game came to an end with our team losing. It was disappointing but
we were here mainly for the company. We headed back to the frat house.
The undergraduate brothers had hired a band for the after-game party and
they were already playing when we arrived at the house. We grabbed a
beer and headed for the dance floor. After downing my beer, I grabbed
Kathy for a dance. She giggled as we began to gyrate to the beat. Kathy
was careful to make no sudden moves. She was aware that people were
looking at her and thought it better not to expose herself. She swayed
to the music and swung her arms in enough of a jerking motion to impose
on her top the extra burden of containing her jiggling breasts.
The next song was slow. I got a chance to hold Kathy's luscious body
close. The feeling of her breasts mashing against me was making me hard.
She smiled deviously as she nudged her right knee into my crotch. She
put her head on my shoulder and whispered in my ear, "Honey, this whole
day has made me so horny. I really like the looks that I'm getting from
the men. I think I'll dress sexy like this all the time. You better be
ready tonight, because I'm gonna fuck your brains out." The last line
surprised me. I had never heard Kathy use that kind of language before.
She squeezed my neck as she pulled herself up to give me a very sloppy
kiss. My cock twitched. I was looking forward to satisfying Kathy's
demand.
After our dance we went back for more beer. Before we reached the bar,
Jim was asking me if he could dance with my wife. I looked at Kathy and
said, "Its up to the lady." Kathy said, "I'd love to, Jim." He whisked
her off to the dance floor as I headed for the bar. I got our drinks and
waited at the bar for Kathy to return. I watched Jim and Kathy dance,
and admired her body as I'm sure Jim was close up. He seemed to looked
at her chest more than her face. The next song was slow and before Kathy
could head back to meet me, Jim had corralled her for the dance. He put
his arms around her waist and pulled her close. Kathy tried to remain
apart a respectable distance. Jim's clutches were putting a strain on
her back, however. Finally, Kathy gave in and let Jim feel those
magnificent breasts mashed against his body.
When the song was over, Jim reluctantly let Kathy go. She joined me at
the bar looking somewhat flustered. She was obviously blushing. I asked
her what was wrong. She told me that she felt Jim get hard when dancing
slow with him. Before the end of the dance he began to grind it into her
stomach. I ask her if I should talk to him about it and she quickly said
no. I think she blamed it on the sexy clothes she was wearing. Before
Kathy could take a sip of beer, Dave was requesting a dance. She told
him she would after her beer. He seemed impatient so Kathy hastily drank
her beer.
Kathy's dance floor experience with Dave was similar to Jim's. When she
returned she was again blushing. It seems that her dance with Dave had
produced an even larger erection. Kathy drank down another beer quickly.
Either the beer or the dancing or both were having a noticeable effect
on Kathy. She didn't act drunk but she appeared to be having a very good
time. She wasn't able to spend much time with me. My friends kept her
busy on the dance floor. I began to notice that Kathy was getting cozier
with her partners. Her hips appeared to be doing as much grinding as the
men were. One of the undergraduates started a conversation with me and I
lost track of Kathy.
After about ten minutes, I found her again dancing slow with a man I had
never seen before. He must have been an undergraduate. He had both hands
on Kathy's bottom. I could see that he was squeezing each globe. Surely,
she was aware of what the man was doing. I also noticed that she was
thrusting her pelvis against his leg. I decided it was time to cut in. I
tapped the guy on the shoulder and he slowly looked my way not wanting
to take his attention off the babe in his arms. "Cutting in," I said.
His reply was, "Go away." Kathy heard me and whispered something into
his ear. Immediately, he separated and then back away.
I poured myself into my smiling wife's arms. Kathy hugged me tight. I
said, "Looks like you two were getting a little frisky." Kathy giggled
and said, "These guys are just getting me worked up so that I'll wear
you out, tonight." I said, "Sounds great to me." Kathy cooed in my ear,
"I want to feel your hard cock rubbing against my belly." Her boldness
surprised me but my cock obeyed her demand. She moaned as we both began
grinding into each other. Kathy was hot and she was getting me hot. She
said, "Lets leave and go the hotel." I said, "I'd love to but we've got
to go over to Stan's place." Kathy wined in my ear, "I can't wait for
that. I've been parading my body around all day making cocks hard and
now I want one in my pussy. I want someone to suck on my tits."
Continued in Part 2
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