“I’m not showing you four horny guys my ass unless my husband says it’s ok.” There, that put the decision out of my hands.
The guys looked at Mark.
Jim spoke, “Well Mark? Are you going to deprive us of this beauty?”
Mark kinda sat there. He looked around the deck. Then he looked at me. I realize now I was hoping he’d say yes.
He looked me in the eye and said, “It’s ok with me.”
Now, I had his permission, but could I do it?
“Fine,” I said.
I stood at the deck rail and faced the water. The sun was almost under the horizon. Was I really going to do this?
I reached down the hem of my skirt and started to pull it up. The skirt was really tight. About half my ass came into view before it bunched up and wouldn’t go any further. I figured that was enough.
“There,” I said.
The guys all protested. “We saw more than that in your bathing suit while dancing,” said Tom.
That wasn’t quite true, but it was close.
“Well, that’s all the skirt will allow. So what do you suggest?” I responded.
“Take off the skirt,” said Jim.
The tone kind of changed. Up till now it had been kind of jokey and light hearted, but this was more serious. Not quite a command, but on the way to being one. It made my pussy wetter, if that was possible.
I looked at Mark. I knew what I wanted to do, but I wasn’t sure how he felt.
“If my husband wants my skirt off of me, he’s going to have to take it off,” I answered.
All eyes turned to Mark. He could end this all and just take me to our room and fuck me, or, would he show me off? I think I held my breath.
Mark got up and walked towards me. He grabbed the hem of my skirt, that was bunched around my ass, and pulled it down so it wasn’t bunched up anymore. I don’t know whether I was happy or disappointed.
But then he reached for the zipper. Of course he couldn’t unzip it all bunched up like that. He looked me in the eyes as he slowly unzipped the skirt.
As he did he whispered, “I love you.”
The skirt fell apart and fell to the floor. Now I was standing there in my panties , top, and wedges in front of seven people.
“Turn around,” said a Jim,
I did as I was told.
“See,” said Paul. “I told you she had a great ass.”
“Hey,” exclaimed Karen.
Uh oh… was I in trouble?
“When it was just us you weren’t wearing the thong,” she pointed out.
Karen wanted my thong off in front of her husband? In front of these men?
Mark was still standing next to me.
“What do you want?” I asked.
Mark let his hands go to the band of my thong. I put my arms around his neck, pulled myself into him, and kissed him. As I kissed him I felt him push my thong down over my hips down to my knees. When they got to my knees I wiggled my hips and they fell to the floor. I stepped out of them. I could feel Mark’s rock hard cock against my belly as I kissed him.
“This is fucking hot,” said Karen. “I’m horny.”
We all watched as she turned and straddled Paul’s legs where he was sitting and started kissing him. Her dress fell over his knees and covered his legs.
I reached down and rubbed Mark’s cock through his shorts.
“Mmmmmm…,” I purred. “Is that for me?”
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