My wife gave me a look that was half smile and half glare, for me being so bold as to offer the honor of undressing her to another man, but she didn’t hesitate to turn her back to Ken. And Ken hesitated even less to do the honors. He unzipped the dress most of the way down her back and then moved back a bit to await the fruits of his labor.
All eyes were on Jennifer as she grabbed the front of her dress and pulled it down just a little more slowly than necessary, soaking in the attention just a little bit before the big reveal. Ken was staring a little more than necessary, but who could blame him. Olivia even seemed to start smiling a little bigger, possibly in admiration, but more likely in anticipation of her plan coming together. And watching my wife undress in such an intimate setting was making me hard as a rock. Have I mentioned how good she looks?
“Ta-da!” she said, thrusting her arms out and trying to cut the sexual tension in the room with a little levity. We all honored the gesture and clapped for her and she seemed to be happy with her situation despite what seemed like a minor case of nerves at first. She settled back into her previous spot next to Ken, although now she was leaning on him and his arm was around her lower back. They were looking quite cozy with each other. Of course, I wasn’t doing too bad with Olivia sitting on the ground between my legs while I sat on the chair.
We continued to chat, talking a little bit about our lives back home, while the women sat there with their dresses pulled down and their tits enjoying night air while we guys enjoyed the view. At some point we all needed a bathroom break so in a brief moment where I wasn’t totally hard, I excused myself. When I returned, I took off my shirt.
Olivia decided to take her turn, so I offered her a hand up which she gladly accepted. This left her walking around with a dress rather awkwardly hanging around her waist and legs. When she returned, she walked out holding the dress and wearing just her underwear. We all stopped talking as she approached in nothing but black lace panties that were mostly transparent, especially if you were staring like me. She explained that she felt dumb wearing the dress around her waist, and asked if we minded. I think she knew the answer from the guys. Jennifer just giggled.
Ken went next and returned sans shirt, and then all eyes were on Jennifer. She had her dress around her waist and nothing else and I wasn’t sure where she was going to go with this. “Somebody needs to find my underwear that I left in here when I got dressed. There is no way I’m walking around buck naked.” I didn’t like the second part, but it sounded like she was okay with dressing down just a little bit more, which was progress. Olivia volunteered to go hunt down her underwear in the bedroom while Jennifer went to the bathroom.
This left Ken and I alone in the room for a minute. We didn’t say anything but at some point we exchanged a smile and knew he was good to go for just about anything. But like me, I think he was prepared to let Olivia drive.