OK Macnfries,
I have taken your advice and tried to play her game. It’s possible that this weekend wasn’t the best weekend to try it because both all three sisters were together. Needless to say, it was an experience trying to play games with my wife. You know that feeling you get when you suddenly realize that you are in WAY over your head? That is how it made me feel.
Alright, on with the details. I am going to try to remember the comments as closely as I can. There were two related incidents this weekend. One of my nieces was having her first communion, so most of my wife’s family was in town. The middle sister, Pam, came into town with her family Friday night, so the 3 sisters and husbands got together for dinner and drinks after. It was a nice time, everyone was fairly dressed up, and I got lots of cleavage shots of all three sisters.
On the way home, we were talking in the car and we were discussing how Pam had been talking about their daughter, 16, who had recently discovered Victoria’s Secret, and the argument that VS was just an underwear store, not a lingerie store. Her argument was that Frederick’s and others were lingerie stores, not VS. (News to me, but go figure). Anyway, it was my opening, so I quipped, “Like Pam would know anyway, it’s not like she wears underwear much anyway.” My wife chuckled and replied, “that is a bit ironic, especially as she wasn’t wearing any tonite.” I was like, “really?” She said, “Well yes, they would have ruined the lines of her dress.” So then I was like, ‘Oh.” After a pause, she started giggling a bit and asked me in a playful tone, “So, what are you thinking now? Are you thinking about my sister?”
Now in my head the “Danger Will Robinson!!!” signal was going off in my head….LOUD. I wasn’t sure where to go with that, because, truth was, well, I was. Quite frankly, the thought was creating a stirring. Normally I would have retreated, but I decided to try to play the game. So I replied back, with as much sarcastic bravado as I could muster, “ Well, DUH, you just told me she was commando under her dress, who wouldn’t think about that? For all I know, you’re going to tell me next that she sports a full brazilian down there too.” At that she kinda gasp-snorted-giggled and she leaned towards me giving me her sweet voice, “Ohhhh…is that what you are all interested in? You want to know if Pam, my sister, is bare? Is that what you are asking?” Wow. I was soooo out of my league. I had no idea how I should answer that. Damn, so I finally said, “Well, uuhh, like yeah, you know, sure.” Wow. Could I sound any more tentative or stupid?
After that she leaned back in her seat and looked out at the road, and then she asked, “Why do you want to know?” O crap, o crap, getting deeper and deeper. After a bit of a pause, she continued, “Well? Cat got your tongue?” I gave her a cop out, like, “Hold on a sec while I get around this car.” I was desperately trying to frame an answer that was believable and wouldn’t piss her off when she reached over and grabbed my crotch. Of course by this time I was partially hard. “Hey, what is this?!” she exclaimed, but at least she didn’t sound pissed. “Got you a bit excited, did I? Or is it Pam? Or maybe Dawn?” (her other sister).
I was having a hard time concentrating on driving. By now I was completely hard, and then she asked again, “Why do you want to know?” OK, so I tried to rally a bit, “Well shit baby, it’s gotta be obvious by now that hearing you tell me those type of things turns me on.” Then she laughed again a bit and gave me some mock exasperation, “You just can’t help it, your such a horny boy, aren’t you?”. So I was like, “Well yeah, especially with what you are doing now, I hope we don’t get in a wreck.” At that she giggled, “Well, don’t wreck us, I guess I had better stop so you can concentrate.” And she let go of my crotch and leaned back in her seat, but still looking at me. She continued, “Go ahead and ask, I’ll tell you, but just so you know, since you are asking, I’ll be telling them something about you, it’s only fair.” Now THAT threw me for a loop. I was like, “What do you mean, tell them something about me?” She smirked at me and re-grabbed my crotch, “having trouble paying attention? I thought I was clear. You want to know intimate details about my sisters, so I think it’s only fair they know some things about you in return.” So I replied, “Look, I didn’t mean to upset you-“ She cut me off,. “I’m not upset.” She kinda chuckled, “I am not worried about you and my sisters, and I wouldn’t be telling you if it bothered me.” Then she used her seductive voice on me, all the while she was fondling me through my pants, “It’s alright baby, ask me what you want to know.” However, there was something not quite right with her voice, at least I thought so, but I may have been imagining it. At this point who knew? I was completely on the defensive, just reacting.
I was so out of my league, but at this point the little head was doing the thinking for the big head. I want to point out that the conversation wasn’t nearly as simple as I am making it, I am just going on memory here and not bothering with the brief sidebars that happened, this thing is getting long enough.
So, given that I was starting to lose my coherent thought, I was like, “Uhhh, so, are Pam and Dawn, well, shaved?” My wife let go of my crotch and sat back, but kept looking at me, she appeared to be enjoying this. “Dawn is completely bare. You know she is always going to the salon? She gets waxed there when she goes, and yes, it is a complete wax job, or so she has told me.” (She rolled her eyes a bit). Pam on the other hand, I really have no idea. I suspect though that she still shaves at least the area between her legs for comfort. Pam has these really long lips that hang down a LOT. Dawn and I tease her about having a saggy pussy. That is why she doesn’t wear panties alot, it is uncomfortable for her to wear anything very tight there because of her lips.
She stopped, giggled a bit, then suddenly reached over and grabbed me, of course I was still hard, “ Still hard I see…thinking about Dawn’s bare pussy and Pam’s long hanging lips?” By this time we had pulled into our garage. She kept fondling me through my pants and started nuzzling my neck and kissing. I was starting to return the favor but all that talk and occasional touches had gotten me pretty dang horny, so……before I could stop it I came. Right there. In my pants. Dang. I felt like a high school kid. I was stammering about it and she cut me off again, and said, “Shhh. It’s OK baby. It seem’s like it is time to go inside.” And she proceeded to get out of the car. Right before she closed the car door, she said, “Oh, and don’t forget, I owe Dawn and Pam a few details about you now.” I sat there for a second before getting out. Man I felt dazed.
That was friday night. The rest of the weekend to follow.
