I showered and dressed before I went downstairs. I wore a short, blue jean skirt, pink cotton vest with a sexy white thong. Kevin asked me not to wear a bra, I didn't need much persuasion. I was conscious of my nipples already pushing the thin fabric of my vest out as I walked to the kitchen. My husband was chatting with our guest at the dining table.
"Wow, don't you look sexy this morning!" Phillip said as I walked into the kitchen, "Come give me a kiss."
I looked at my husband who was smiling, "You heard the man, go and give him a good morning kiss."
I kissed my husband as I passed him, he gently squeezed my nipple. I got to where Phillip was sitting, I puckered my lips and leaned forward. I gave him a quick peck on his lips.
"What was that?" Phillip said as he grabbed my waist, "I mean a kiss like we had last night."
He fiercely pulled me to him, I lost balance and almost fell on top of him. He gave me a long, hard kiss. His hand came up and caressed my left boob, right in front of my husband.
"Sit on my lap," he commanded as he pulled me into position, I obeyed! I was sitting on Phillip's lap, facing my husband. Phillip's hands were caressing my boobs through my vest top.
"Oh, I like the "no bra" feel this morning," Phillip chuckled, I blushed.
My husband surprised me when he said, "They feel nicer with no bra, don't they?"
"Yes, they do."
"Did you get those massaged last night as well?" Kevin inquired.
"No, I told you, I kept my bra and thong on," I quickly replied, "I only had my back massaged."
"And that sexy little ass of yours," Phillip joked.
"Oh yes, and my butt," I giggled.
"I told her to get naked, I would have done the front as well," Phillip said as he was squeezing my boobs, "I would have loved to massaged these last night, and everywhere else."
"Why didn't you?" Kevin asked me.
"She said that it was too late," Phillip butted in, "she was worried about being late in getting into bed with you."
My husband chuckled, "It wouldn't have bothered me what time you came up to me. Don't ever worry about that. I don't care what time you come up to bed."
"See!" Phillip said loudly, as he gently pinched my vest-covered nipples.
I said that I would make some breakfast while my husband went to shower. He came and kissed me before he walked out of the kitchen.
"You need to let go of my boobs," I said, "I need to get up and cook breakfast."
"Let go of what?" Phillip teased, "you know that's not what we call them."
I looked at my husband who was smiling, he waited until I answered before he left us alone.
"You need to let go of my tits," I said, feeling slightly embarrassed, "there I've said it."
Kevin smiled again then he left us, Phillip released me and I stood up and kissed him gently; he held my waist and said, "I don't know what sexy, little thong you have on today."
In a heartbeat, he raised my jean skirt to my waist.
"Now, that's a sexy little thong."
That's when my perfect life took yet another turn!
He ran his hand over the front of it, instinctively; I opened my legs a little. His hand ran down and in between my legs, he pressed on my clitoris area; I sighed.
Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw my husband come back into the kitchen.
"Kevin," I stuttered, "I thought you were in the shower."
Phillip still had his hand on the front of my thong! He did not attempt to move it, he just kept rubbing my pussy area.
"I thought that I'd take a coffee with me," Kevin said as he walked past me, he playfully slapped my thong-covered ass.
"Phillip wanted to see what thong I have on," I said nervously. I tried to pull my skirt back down, but Phillip stopped me. He didn't care that my husband was in the same room, he continued to fondle my thong and pussy area.
"It's sexy, isn't it?" Kevin chuckled.
"It sure is," Phillip answered, "it feels soft as well."
Again, I tried to pull my skirt back down, but again; Phillip stopped me. My husband had filled the "Keurig" coffee machine with water. I knew that I needed to say something but, my mouth was dry and numb. Phillip continued to rub my pussy area, in full view of my husband!
Strangely, I didn't feel any guilt at this moment in time, I figured that if my husband objected to any of this; he would have said something by now.
"I'll bring your coffee up to you," I managed to say, "go and get in the shower."
"Okay, thanks honey," Kevin replied as he walked back towards the door. He gave my ass another playful slap as he passed me. I felt a little embarrassed, hot; but embarrassed; our guest was rubbing my pubic area in front of my husband, and I didn't do much to stop him.
I had already climaxed at least three times. I insisted he allow me to cover my thong with my skirt.
I made my husband a cup of coffee, I told our guest that I was going to take it up to Kevin.
Kevin was just finishing his shower when I got there, the shower was off and he was holding his penis. I was shocked to see that he had an erection. I opened the glass shower door, the water was running off his body like a waterfall. Every couple of seconds, I heard a drip as the water dripped from his chin to the tiled floor. His penis was standing to attention, I could see the head of it was wet with sperm.
"Were you working yourself off?" I asked as I placed his coffee on the countertop, "you were, weren't you?"
"Maybe," he blushed, "want to finish it for me?"
I dropped to my knees, opened my mouth, and took all of him. I sucked furiously on his erection. Within one minute; he filled my mouth with his sperm. When I had consumed the final drop, I stood up and kissed him passionately.
I knew that I had better explain what he saw downstairs.
"I don't believe that Phillip did that in front of you."
Kevin giggled.
"I'm sorry," I said softly, "I tried to stop him."
"Don't be sorry, it looked super hot and sexy," Kevin replied as he kissed me again, "it turned me on."
"You were working yourself off, weren't you?"
"Yes, seeing my wife have her pussy rubbed by a friend, turned me on tremendously," he answered, "you should have gotten naked for him."
I couldn't stop myself and said, "He wanted me to get naked and get in bed with him last night!"
"Why didn't you then?"
"I'm a happily married woman."
"So, that shouldn't stop you from having a bit of fun."
"But what about you?" I inquired, "I wouldn't do anything to hurt you or our marriage."
"Honey, I told you; I don't care what you do."
"I'll remember that the next time he stays over then!" I giggled.
"That may be tonight, " Kevin informed me, "I'm going to see if he wants to stay here and have supper with us again tonight."
"Oh my, I may end up not coming up to bed tonight then," I joked.
"I don't care where you sleep," Kevin quickly answered, "or rather, which bed you end up in."
I kissed him passionately and left him to dress. I ran downstairs to our guest and kissed him.
"Is everything okay?" Phillip asked.
"Yes, he was okay with what you were doing!"
"Good, come and kiss me then," Phillip said.
I gave him a long, tongue-tasting kiss, his hands caressed my vest-covered boobs.
'You have to let them go," I giggled, "I am going to fix breakfast."
"Let what go?" he teased, "tell me."
"My tits!" I said loudly, "you have to let go of my tits!"
My husband walked in just as I said that. He chuckled and said, "Looks like breakfast is going to be late then."
"Tell him to let go of my boobs," I joked to Kevin, "I need to start cooking breakfast."
My husband shocked me by saying, "Why he's enjoying them, we're in no hurry to eat, are we Phillip?"
"No, I would rather do this than eat," Phillip joked.
This is where my "Perfect life" took yet another turn.
Phillip moved his hands down to my tummy, he pulled my vest out of my skirt.
My heart was racing as he pushed his hands inside my vest and up to my boobs.
I had longed for him to touch my naked boobs and now, that time had arrived.
My back was facing my husband who was making himself another coffee, so he didn't see what Phillip was doing.
I couldn't stop myself, I let out a cry, "Oh, my God."
Phillip was touching the naked flesh of my boobs, he was gently pinching my hard nipples; all this while my husband was in the same room!
"They feel even nicer like this," Phillip commented.
My eyes were closed at this point. I remember thinking that I never wanted him to stop. I was in ecstasy, I didn't care that my husband was in the same room; part of me wanted to call him over to look at what his friend was doing to me. I was wallowing in the sheer sexual bliss that I was in as I sighed again. I pushed my boobs harder into the black hands that were enjoying them.
I had no idea that my husband had come over to see why I was sighing, the first time that I knew that he was close was when he said to Phillip, "Her tits are soft aren't they?"
I froze and gasped as I opened my eyes, Kevin was sitting at the table and watching Phillip feel my boobs up.
I knew this had to stop but, I didn't want it to. It appeared that my husband didn't want it to stop either.
Finally, I pulled his hands out of my vest and tried my best to compose myself. I looked at my husband who was smiling at me, which gave me some reassurance that he wasn't mad at me.
"He was enjoying that," Kevin remarked.
"So was I but, I have to fix breakfast!" I replied as I tucked my vest back into my skirt.
Would you like to stay for supper tonight?" Kevin asked our guest, "I'll probably drink too much and crash out early but, we'd love you to stay."
I think that my husband was letting Phillip know that he and I would be alone again later.
"Please say yes?" I urged.
I'd love to," Phillip said as my heart skipped another beat, "I'll give you another massage if Kevin doesn't mind?"
"Of course not. I told you, I don't mind what you both do," Kevin quickly answered.
"I'd like to take you both out for dinner tonight," Phillip informed us.
"Okay, then we can come back here and drink," Kevin replied. My heart was singing, my black lover was going to stay over again tonight!