“Ummm,…yes,” was all he got out.
“Well you heard that sexy,” Karen said to me. “Give them a thrill.”
Mark hadn’t really said he wanted me to show off my ass. He didn’t say no either. I looked at him, nothing, then he kind of shrugged his shoulders.
That wasn’t enough for me.
“Well Mark?” I asked. “Should I?”
He looked from Paul, and to Karen, and then to me.
“Yeah,” said Karen. “Should she?”
Mark looked like he was cornered. He finally answered. It’s up to her”
Now what? Truth be told the idea excited me. Especially after my conversation with Mark the night before. After all, I was wearing panties and, although not admitting it to myself, I did put them on thinking I might show off again.
“Fine,” I said in a make believe huff. I looked from face to face, then turned away and pulled my skirt up showing off my panty covered ass.
“No fair,” laughed Karen. “Although they are cute panties.”
I wiggled my ass at them. “Happy?” I asked.
“Boo,” laughed Paul. “Party foul.”
Karen and I laughed. Mark looked like he wasn’t sure what to do.
“Mark, tell your wife that’s cheating,” laughed Paul.
Mark looked at me.
“Cheating?” I asked. “Mark, do you think I’m cheating?”
Again Mark looked caught in the headlights. So far he’d been pretty passive in all this, now I was making him make the call. I wasn’t sure what I wanted. My sensible brain was screaming at him to laugh it off and let everything go back to normal. My show off side was making my pussy wet, hoping he’d tell me to take them off.
The three of us were looking at Mark.
Mark looked from face to face. He finally looked at me and said, “Party foul”
I don’t know if I was relieved or what. I knew I was excited.
I turned my back to the group. “Fine, “I said.”
I hooked my thumbs in the band of my panties and slowly pushed them down over my hips. I wiggled my ass for effect as I pushed them down. When they reached my knees I just let them drop to the floor. I stood for a moment holding my skirt up leaving my ass on display. Then I bent down, straight legged, picked up my pantries and threw them at Paul. They hit him in the face.
“There’s your party foul,” I said laughingly.
“Mmmmm, sexy party foul,” he replied.
Mark stood there staring. I couldn’t read the expression on his face.
“Want another drink?” offered Karen.
“Sure, one more,” I said.
Karen got drinks. We sipped our drinks, leaning against the railing, watching the moon, with our asses exposed. Like it was nothing special.
Although, all I could concentrate on was my ass was exposed. I swear my pussy was dripping down my leg. My heart was beating in my mouth. I wanted to drag Mark up to our room and fuck the shit out of him. Just finish that drink and I could get fucked. I sipped my drink slowly though as not to let on how much this was turning me on.
“Ok, bed time I said.
I grabbed Mark’s hand and we headed to the bedroom. When we got there I closed the door, kissed Mark passionately, and said “fuck me.”
I pushed him down on the bed and undid his shorts. His hard cock popped right now.
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