It all started one night a few years back, when my friend was at our house playing cards with us. Just your normal card game, not strip poker or anything like that. As it was a hot night, and we had no air conditioning, my wife was wearing a pair of silk pajamas. These were a button down top, with a pair of shorts for the bottom half. My wife has blonde hair and, at that time, 36C tits, and a sweet ass that got plenty of looks from guys.
As we were playing cards, I accidently slid one of her cards off the table. I never thought much about it, until I dealt the next card to my friend. It was then that I noticed his eyes were on my wife and not on my dealing, it was just a quick glance, but enough for me to notice. I acted as though I was busy dealing and hadn't seen him, but it had got my attention.
Different emotions were going through my mind. At first I was pissed, but the more I thought about it, it kind of excited me! Hell, if the situation had been reversed, I'd have done the same thing. After that, I noticed that once in a while when he was dealing, he would "accidently" slide a card off the table towards her way. I also realised, when he that thought no one was looking, he'd adjust himself from time to time. After a while, I decided that he'd had enough peeks for the night. Then I thought, why not one more?
“Well, we'd better call it a night. It's getting late," I said.
They agreed and said that we would have to play again next weekend. My friend was real quick to announce that this was a good idea, as he had nothing else planned. To end the night, as I went to pick up the cards to put them away, wouldn't you know it I knocked them all on the floor.
As I cursed, my friend and wife were on the floor picking them up. I picked very few up, as I was busy watching him stealing glances down my wife’s top. She hadn’t even noticed him staring at her.
After thanking him for helping pick up the cards, I said, "Same time next weekend, don't forget."
He assured us he'd be there. All I really wanted at this point was for him to get the hell out . When he finally left, I was so excited but nervous at the same time. It felt like my chest was about to explode. On the other hand, I almost felt sick to my stomach. What would my wife think? Not only my friend looking down her top, but I had even been making sure that there were more opportunities. I decided to get right to it and find out her reaction. He had barely pulled away from the house, when I put her hand on the front of my shorts.
She felt my hard-on and said, "What in the world brought this on?”
“Didn't you notice him looking down your top tonight," I said.
She looked at me in disbelief, saying ,“Oh he didn’t!”
I kept trying to convince her I was telling the truth, and then I asked her if she hadn't noticed how he tended to manage tossing a few of her cards in the floor. She still didn't believe me, so I told her I knew how to prove it. I asked her to sit in the chair she had been using, then. I went and got a small mirror she used when she brushed her hair. Getting a card out I threw it on the floor, then I sat in the chair he had been in. I told her to pick up the card, like she had earlier in the evening.
When she did, I said, "Stay just like that! Now look in the mirror at what he got to see."
When she looked up, I could tell then, that she knew he'd seen all of her tits.