This story takes place in the early 1980s. My name is Clay. I was twenty-four at the time, and my wife Jeannie was twenty-two. She is pictured above.
I had just graduated from a small South Georgia College. I am older as I had to work my way through school, working at the carpet mill. I am 6’0” tall with a muscular build and my hair is dusty brown, medium length, with a slight curl. My circumcised cock is seven inches and is as straight as an arrow with a medium thickness.
Jeannie just graduated with me. Her college and our house were paid for by her daddy. He is very well off and owns two mills in the county. Jeannie is 5’4” tall with auburn hair that she wears shoulder length and straight. She has a knock-out figure with firm 38DD breasts. She has large pink areolas with long nipples. Her stomach is thin, firm, and flat with a rounded, tight ass. She has a curly triangular bush with her pussy shaved. Her labia have long lips and when she is excited her clit gets as big as a marble.
We dated all through college and we married after her junior year. I took Jeannie’s virginity on our fourth date. My dick has been the only one that has been in her pussy and mouth.
I had slept with dozens of girls and was quite experienced with having dated a professor before Jeannie, who taught me all the ropes.
Jeannie had only given a couple of high school boys handies. One boy got her to take her bra off and squeezed her bare breasts. The other boy got his finger briefly in her pussy.
Sex with Jeannie was great, although it was conventional. We did missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggie style, and she loved her pussy to get eaten. She has given me head but has not let me cum in her mouth. Nothing has been in her butt, no fingers, tongue, or cock.
I was being promoted to vice president at one of Jeannie’s daddy’s mills. She was being hired as her dad’s executive assistant.
I decided to have a poker game at our house before I started my full-time career.
I had invited Tom, my best friend from high school. He was 6’6” and had a large muscular frame and had played tight end at college while I was a bench warmer. I saw Tom in the locker room and noticed he sports an eight-inch flaccid dick, although I have not seen it erect.
Jeannie asked me to invite Mark, who is the same age as Jeannie. They grew up together, and he had always loved her, but never had the nerve to ask her out. He was stuck in the friend zone. He is very handsome with an athletic build. His family owns half the land in the county, as they are peanut farmers and are well off. Mark is running the family farm.
The last two are Eric, a college friend and Juan, who is Honduran. He is in his mid-thirties and works the first shift at the mill.
Our house is an older Georgian-style house with big, tall white columns in the front. Off the kitchen, we have a large room that we turned into a game room. A poker table, a pool table, a foosball game and two old-style pinball games are in the game room.
The guys were set to come by at seven in the evening. Jeannie had made all kinds of finger foods and snacks with my chore being stacking the refrigerator full of PBR.
Jeanie was playing host, making sure the guys and I had everything we needed. For the game, she wore a short red pleated skirt with red granny panties underneath. She wore a tight white cashmere sweater that accentuated her big boobs. Dark hose with a garter belt decorated her legs with four-inch high heels on her feet.. She was gorgeous, and I was proud to have her on display.
Mark arrived first with some flowers for Jeannie. He helped her in the kitchen while I downed a couple of beers.
Juan arrived next, smelling of marijuana. He could not take his eyes off my wife as he shook her hand and sat at the poker table. Juan and I sat around talking and drank a few beers while we waited on the others.
Tom and Eric arrived together, entering the house laughing and talking loudly. Eric gave Jeannie a tight hug that lingered too long for her sake. Tom hugged her and spun her around through the air with her legs flying about. We all got a good look at her red panties. He put her down and slapped her hard on the ass.
Jeannie put her hands on her hips and scolded Tom. I was on my sixth beer and just smiled and said, “That’s what you get when you have a fine juicy ass.”
The poker game started, and we all were laughing and drinking. Jeanie was walking around the table making sure each of had a beer and had the snacks we wanted.
Tom and Eric would rub Jeanie’s butt as she walked by them. She would laugh it off but give me a stern look for my help as I did nothing.
I was down about two hundred dollars and only had fifty left. The other guy’s winnings were all up with my losses. The next hand had a big pot, and I had a full house of eights over threes, but I did not have enough money to cover the last raise.
Tom grabbed Jeannie around the waist and said, “If you let Jeannie show us her panties, I will spot you the money."
My eyes were getting heavy as I had at least ten beers by now and a hit of Juan’s joint when we went outside for a break. I said, “Sure, sure. She can give you a peek.”
Jeannie ordered me into the kitchen to scold me. She said, “The guys have been touching my ass all night, and you have done nothing. Now you want me to show them my panties. What the hell is wrong with you?”
I replied, “Come on babe, you are eye candy that distracts them from the game. Give them what they want, and I can win some fucking money. Sometimes you must play the slut for the betterment of the team.”
Jeannie was pissed at my attitude and the fact that I was getting shit faced. She shot back, “Oh, I can be a slut all right. I just might let them feel my big titties. What do you think of that?”
I just muttered, “Whatever.” I walked back to the game and sat and said, “Panties it is.”
Jeanie walked in and stood by the pool table when Tom slipped me the money I needed. The game came to a halt as we all stared at Jeannie as she turned around and leaned over the pool table. She slowly lifted the back of her skirt and showed us her sweet panty-covered ass. Everyone noticed the sexy garter belt she wore and how her panties rode up her crack. You could see the shape of each firm globe.
Tom said, “Very nice ass. Now show us the front.”
Jeannie hesitated and looked at me.
“Don’t look at him. We are in charge now,” Tom said.
Jeannie turned around and closed her eyes so she could not see their glare. She spread her legs to shoulder width and lifted her skirt to her waist. She did not realize that her panties were positioned so her protruding camel toe was outlined and that there was a small wet spot between the lips.
Eric exclaimed, “Damn girl, your pussy is wet. Is this turning you on?”
Jeannie looked down and saw the wet spot and camel toe. She shoved her skirt back into place and rushed into the kitchen.
My full-house hand was beaten by Tom’s higher full-house. I had lost all my money and now owed Tom money as well.
The boys talked together and came to an agreement. Tom said, “Jeannie’s bra and panties are worth another hundred if you want to keep playing.”
I walked into the kitchen and Jeannie said, “I heard what those perverts want.” She reached under her skirt and pulled her panties down and off. Then she reached under her sweater, unhooked her bra, and slid it off. She stomped into the game room and plopped her bra and panties in the middle of the card table.
Her breasts did not fall much, and they bounced as she stomped. Her long nipples were outlined in her sweater. Juan stood up and stopped her from leaving and said, “Let me make sure these are the ones she was wearing.” He grabs her tits over her sweater and squeezed both tits and pinched her nipples. “Check!” he said. Then he reached his hand under her skirt and ran a finger along her slit. “And check!" He laughed.
Jeannie turned red and pushed Juan back to his chair. She told me to get up, and that she was taking my place. I got up and slumped down on the floor in the corner.
Jeannie lost her money fast. Tom said, “If you want to keep on playing, take off your sweater.”
She looked at me and I had fallen asleep. “Asshole!” she exclaimed. “Fuck him, let’s play.”
She pulled her sweater over her head. The guys just glared at her bare tits as they were spectacular.
They played for another ten minutes when Tom told Jeannie, “Look here.” He pointed to his lap. She leaned over and peeked. His eight-inch cock was out of his pants, just lying on his leg.
“My God! That is a fat monster. That is bigger than Clay’s hard dick,” Jeannie said.
Tom reached over and pulled her hand over and laid it on his cock. He held it there, and said, “Squeeze and stroke it, rich bitch.”