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30/08/2017
My wife and I are in our early 40's.
My wife Jessie had this friend from work, Greg from the IT dept. . We've been friends for some years, we both always knew he had a crush on Jess. A bunch of times after some drinks, he's made off-color comments like hinting at wanting a threesome or how good she looks. Hes commented a few times that I must be a boob man, because Jessie has big ones. He's always finding any excuse to give Jess a peck on the lips or a hug. Over all it's always been kind of a turn on for us and he really wasn't a bad guy.
We were packing up our house to move and we had a bookshelf full of old books that we wanted to donate to the library. Greg was helping us pack up and he packed the bookshelf and offered to take those books and some other stuff to donate. I have to admit, that I heard Jess tell him to just take them all, she didn't feel like going through them. We hadn't really looked at them in years, she said. I imagine Greg knew what was in them.
When we got to our new house, Greg brought back a box with a some items in it he thought we'd like to keep. An old trophy, a VHS home movie, a couple photo albums that were on the book shelf, different certificates, etc. . We didn't really look in the box because we were still unpacking and eventually just stuck it in the garage and forgot about it.
A month or so later we had a house warming get together, everybody brought their swim suits and we went swimming. Later on as the crowd thinned and the alcohol kicked in Greg had a conversation with Jess. (I didn't hear it, Jessie told me about it).
It started with the usual flirting and hugging. Apparently Greg told Jessica, that he loves tan lines and it's unusual for a natural redhead like her to have tan lines. Jess found this really odd and told me, but I didn't think anything of it. I said maybe he noticed the tan lines when she was wearing her bathing suit. Jessie asked, how does he know she's a natural redhead since she usually dyes her hair blond.y I still didn't think anything of it, but Jess did.
The next day Jess dug that box out of the garage. She pulled out an old photo album and opened it. Literally the first picture was a 15 year old Polaroid. Jess laying in bed naked, covering her face and blushing. I remember taking that picture. On that page was a picture of Jess taking a shower and getting dressed. There were photos of Jessica at a nude beach when we were on vacation in Europe. Intimate pictures of Jessie playing with herself in all different positions. In almost all of the pictures Jess has tan lines and you can clearly see she is a natural redhead. The pictures were all falling out, because someone had carefully removed every single one of them and placed them back in there, but the tape didn't stick anymore. 58 pictures. Every single one of them.
Jessie looked at me and said, Oh my gosh! That twerp scanned nude photos of me! Then immediately asked about the video, if it was "that one". I didn't remember having a video and we didn't have a VHS player anymore, so Jessie made me order one from Amazon. A couple of days later when the VHS player aririved, we hooked it up and popped in the tape. Jessica was quick to point out the lines on the tape where there was no dust, but the rest was dusty. The tape began to play. It was just static, so we rewound. It started off innocent, with us filming each other and stuff around the house. Then about 15 minutes in to it, you see Jess turn on the camera, wearing nothing but a towel with dance music playing. She turns her back to the camera and starts shaking her booty, letting the towel slide off. I have to say watching it was getting me horny, the idea someone else was watching it only made it sexier. Jessie was shaking her ass to the rhythm of the music, dipping all the way to the floor by spreading her legs and then slowly coming up, gyrating her hips in a circular motion. She does this several times before she bends over to pick up the towel, giving us a view of her "natural red hair." She turns around pressing the towel to her body and drops it as she walks toward the cam, giving us a full frontal view. She turns the cam toward the bed and climbs in. Jess begins playing with herself.
Jessica then tried to turn off the tape, but I wouldn't let her. So she left the room.
I finished watching it, 20 minutes of her masterbating until she had her ass in the air convulsing from an orgasm. After relaxing in bed she gets up and says, I love you baby, then turned off the camera.
I went to the next room to find her. She was pissed that he had seen that. I tried to tell her maybe he didn't. She snapped at me, he's an IT guy, he converts all of our old video footage to digital. (Jess works for an advertising firm). She then reminded me of the dust free scrapes on the tape. I said, I would have watched it. She snapped at me again and said, Oh yeah? I made it for you and you don't even remember it. Jess grabbed her keys and left.
I know I never saw that video, because I would have remembered it.
When Jessie got home from the mall some hours later, I told her how much it turned me on and we had some great make-up sex.
Fast forward a couple weeks, Jessie hatched a plan to get Greg to admit to scanning those pictures and movie. I asked her why, what did she think she was going to accomplish. Jessica swore, she was going to shame him in to deleting all that stuff. So Greg and her best friend Elizabeth cane over for a cook out and to go swimming. Jessie filled in Elizabeth on what was going on and invited her so it wouldn't seem weird by only inviting Greg.
After some food, drinking and swimming, Jess got out to use the bathroom. It was after dark and a little chilly, so when she came out wearing a robe it wasn't that unusual. Jess sat in a chair until Greg got out to refill his drink. She cornered him by the bar area and just came out with it. She said, did you see me naked?
Greg looked at me, I have to admit I felt a little awkward and just shrugged.
Don't look at him, I'm right here! Jess said. Is this what you what you like? Tan lines? To Greg's and my surprise, Jessie dropped her robe and was stark naked underneath.
Elizabeth turned away and started chuckling as Greg stuttered and fumbled, looking over at me again.
Jessica said, Oh don't worry, my husband likes when you look at me, don't you baby? Looking at me over her shoulder.
Now I was the one stuttering.
Looking back at Greg, Jess said, Take your shorts off. I want to see your tan lines.
Take my shorts off? Greg said shaking like a leaf, looking around at everyone.
Yes take them off, Jessica repeated.
Pretty please, Jess said stepping in to him. Her boobs only centimeters from him, she put her hands on his waistband, but he grabbed the waistband too, to hold the shorts up.
Jessie pressed her body against his body and pulled his hands off the waitband. She squatted down taking his pants with her. When she stood up, she stepped back revealing him standing there with an erection.
I looked over at Jess and she was already wearing her robe again.
As soon as Greg realized what was happening and that Elizabeth was making a video with her cellphone, he covered himself.
Uh, uh, move your hands, Jess said.
The poor guy just stood there looking confused.
Move your hands, or you can walk out to your car and drive home naked. Jess said dangling his shorts.
Greg reluctantly moved his hands.
Put your hands on your head and do a little spin for the camera.
Greg complied. Jess threw his shorts on the ground and he bent over to pick them up, while Elizabeth giggled, filming him from behind while he picked up his shorts and hopped around trying to get them on.
Jessica looked at him and said, delete the video and pics of me. If anyone sees them, I swear they'll see this video too.
Greg said, I will, I'll delete them.
Jess said, Thank you honey and gave him a peck on the lips and walked inside. As she passed me she said, See? I told you he scanned all that stuff in!
Greg left without saying a word and he hasn't been over since.
Jessica said it's awkward when she sees him at work now and he tries to avoid her.
Elizabeth on Jessie's instruction, emailed that video to Jess and Greg with in 5 minutes after it all happened.
All in all, even though a little awkward, it was an exciting night and a story I'm sure we won't be telling our grandchildren.
My wife Jessie had this friend from work, Greg from the IT dept. . We've been friends for some years, we both always knew he had a crush on Jess. A bunch of times after some drinks, he's made off-color comments like hinting at wanting a threesome or how good she looks. Hes commented a few times that I must be a boob man, because Jessie has big ones. He's always finding any excuse to give Jess a peck on the lips or a hug. Over all it's always been kind of a turn on for us and he really wasn't a bad guy.
We were packing up our house to move and we had a bookshelf full of old books that we wanted to donate to the library. Greg was helping us pack up and he packed the bookshelf and offered to take those books and some other stuff to donate. I have to admit, that I heard Jess tell him to just take them all, she didn't feel like going through them. We hadn't really looked at them in years, she said. I imagine Greg knew what was in them.
When we got to our new house, Greg brought back a box with a some items in it he thought we'd like to keep. An old trophy, a VHS home movie, a couple photo albums that were on the book shelf, different certificates, etc. . We didn't really look in the box because we were still unpacking and eventually just stuck it in the garage and forgot about it.
A month or so later we had a house warming get together, everybody brought their swim suits and we went swimming. Later on as the crowd thinned and the alcohol kicked in Greg had a conversation with Jess. (I didn't hear it, Jessie told me about it).
It started with the usual flirting and hugging. Apparently Greg told Jessica, that he loves tan lines and it's unusual for a natural redhead like her to have tan lines. Jess found this really odd and told me, but I didn't think anything of it. I said maybe he noticed the tan lines when she was wearing her bathing suit. Jessie asked, how does he know she's a natural redhead since she usually dyes her hair blond.y I still didn't think anything of it, but Jess did.
The next day Jess dug that box out of the garage. She pulled out an old photo album and opened it. Literally the first picture was a 15 year old Polaroid. Jess laying in bed naked, covering her face and blushing. I remember taking that picture. On that page was a picture of Jess taking a shower and getting dressed. There were photos of Jessica at a nude beach when we were on vacation in Europe. Intimate pictures of Jessie playing with herself in all different positions. In almost all of the pictures Jess has tan lines and you can clearly see she is a natural redhead. The pictures were all falling out, because someone had carefully removed every single one of them and placed them back in there, but the tape didn't stick anymore. 58 pictures. Every single one of them.
Jessie looked at me and said, Oh my gosh! That twerp scanned nude photos of me! Then immediately asked about the video, if it was "that one". I didn't remember having a video and we didn't have a VHS player anymore, so Jessie made me order one from Amazon. A couple of days later when the VHS player aririved, we hooked it up and popped in the tape. Jessica was quick to point out the lines on the tape where there was no dust, but the rest was dusty. The tape began to play. It was just static, so we rewound. It started off innocent, with us filming each other and stuff around the house. Then about 15 minutes in to it, you see Jess turn on the camera, wearing nothing but a towel with dance music playing. She turns her back to the camera and starts shaking her booty, letting the towel slide off. I have to say watching it was getting me horny, the idea someone else was watching it only made it sexier. Jessie was shaking her ass to the rhythm of the music, dipping all the way to the floor by spreading her legs and then slowly coming up, gyrating her hips in a circular motion. She does this several times before she bends over to pick up the towel, giving us a view of her "natural red hair." She turns around pressing the towel to her body and drops it as she walks toward the cam, giving us a full frontal view. She turns the cam toward the bed and climbs in. Jess begins playing with herself.
Jessica then tried to turn off the tape, but I wouldn't let her. So she left the room.
I finished watching it, 20 minutes of her masterbating until she had her ass in the air convulsing from an orgasm. After relaxing in bed she gets up and says, I love you baby, then turned off the camera.
I went to the next room to find her. She was pissed that he had seen that. I tried to tell her maybe he didn't. She snapped at me, he's an IT guy, he converts all of our old video footage to digital. (Jess works for an advertising firm). She then reminded me of the dust free scrapes on the tape. I said, I would have watched it. She snapped at me again and said, Oh yeah? I made it for you and you don't even remember it. Jess grabbed her keys and left.
I know I never saw that video, because I would have remembered it.
When Jessie got home from the mall some hours later, I told her how much it turned me on and we had some great make-up sex.
Fast forward a couple weeks, Jessie hatched a plan to get Greg to admit to scanning those pictures and movie. I asked her why, what did she think she was going to accomplish. Jessica swore, she was going to shame him in to deleting all that stuff. So Greg and her best friend Elizabeth cane over for a cook out and to go swimming. Jessie filled in Elizabeth on what was going on and invited her so it wouldn't seem weird by only inviting Greg.
After some food, drinking and swimming, Jess got out to use the bathroom. It was after dark and a little chilly, so when she came out wearing a robe it wasn't that unusual. Jess sat in a chair until Greg got out to refill his drink. She cornered him by the bar area and just came out with it. She said, did you see me naked?
Greg looked at me, I have to admit I felt a little awkward and just shrugged.
Don't look at him, I'm right here! Jess said. Is this what you what you like? Tan lines? To Greg's and my surprise, Jessie dropped her robe and was stark naked underneath.
Elizabeth turned away and started chuckling as Greg stuttered and fumbled, looking over at me again.
Jessica said, Oh don't worry, my husband likes when you look at me, don't you baby? Looking at me over her shoulder.
Now I was the one stuttering.
Looking back at Greg, Jess said, Take your shorts off. I want to see your tan lines.
Take my shorts off? Greg said shaking like a leaf, looking around at everyone.
Yes take them off, Jessica repeated.
Pretty please, Jess said stepping in to him. Her boobs only centimeters from him, she put her hands on his waistband, but he grabbed the waistband too, to hold the shorts up.
Jessie pressed her body against his body and pulled his hands off the waitband. She squatted down taking his pants with her. When she stood up, she stepped back revealing him standing there with an erection.
I looked over at Jess and she was already wearing her robe again.
As soon as Greg realized what was happening and that Elizabeth was making a video with her cellphone, he covered himself.
Uh, uh, move your hands, Jess said.
The poor guy just stood there looking confused.
Move your hands, or you can walk out to your car and drive home naked. Jess said dangling his shorts.
Greg reluctantly moved his hands.
Put your hands on your head and do a little spin for the camera.
Greg complied. Jess threw his shorts on the ground and he bent over to pick them up, while Elizabeth giggled, filming him from behind while he picked up his shorts and hopped around trying to get them on.
Jessica looked at him and said, delete the video and pics of me. If anyone sees them, I swear they'll see this video too.
Greg said, I will, I'll delete them.
Jess said, Thank you honey and gave him a peck on the lips and walked inside. As she passed me she said, See? I told you he scanned all that stuff in!
Greg left without saying a word and he hasn't been over since.
Jessica said it's awkward when she sees him at work now and he tries to avoid her.
Elizabeth on Jessie's instruction, emailed that video to Jess and Greg with in 5 minutes after it all happened.
All in all, even though a little awkward, it was an exciting night and a story I'm sure we won't be telling our grandchildren.
Poster:
WJ
