Revelation 09 – Friday (Ken)
Date: 22.01.2008Keywords: –, Friday, (Ken), Revelation, 09,
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"Would you like some help with the bottoms too?"
Chris shuddered and just shook her head. She smiled at Mom and took the bottoms that she offered and stepped into them. Before she could arrange them, Karen knelt down and reached out and removed Chris' hands and, looking up at her said, "You just have to make sure that the bottoms cover everything that you don't want to show," making a production of adjusting the bottoms. Chris looked down to where Karen was kneeling in front of her, straightening the bottoms over her pussy while taking a few 'liberties' with what she touched. When she was done Karen stood up and smiled at Chris and stepped back.
"So, Chris what do you think? Are they the wickedest or what?"
All the ladies were now wearing the Wicked Weasels. Chris took a deep breath and looked at herself critically in the mirror. Her eyes were wide, her nipples were hard and prominent and maybe the bottoms of her suit were just a little wet. She looked at Mom, Kate and Karen who were standing alongside her and saw how god awful sexy each of them looked as well. Her eyes seemed to linger longest on Kate who was looking back with what could only be called a sultry look. "I could never wear this out of this room. This is almost like being naked."
"No, sweetie, even better than being naked. Men will step on their tongues if they saw you in this suit," said Kate.
"I do like it though, it does make me feel very sexy and dirty," and she giggled. "But I have no place I could wear it and no one will ever see me in it," she said almost in sadness.
Karen said, "You can wear it here anytime you come over and why don't we let you show it to Ken and see what he thinks?"
Great idea! Wonderful idea. I love me wife! I left the security room and damned near ran back to the lounge. I picked up the remote for the TV and turned on the Olympics and settled back in an easy chair with my back to the doorway, and waited.
Meanwhile, back in the dressing room, Chris had a look of shock on her face, "Oh, no. I mean, I couldn't. You want me to go down and let your husband see me dressed like this? I couldn't do that!"
"Sure you can. All women like to show off. Some of us have more to show off than others and some of us like to show off more than others and you," and Karen put her hands on Chris' shoulders and looked her directly in the eyes, "have a lot to showoff. You can do this and I know that Ken would love to see you in that suit."
Mom said, "My boy is a bit of a voyeur. I promise you he will act like a gentleman and he will be respectful and he will also tell you very honestly how you look."
"Josie, you don't have a problem with me parading around nearly nude, no, even worse than nude, in this suit in front of your son, she said almost flabbergasted?
"No, I have no problem with you showing my son what a beautiful and sexy woman you are. You aren't afraid of Ken are you? I promise you he will be a gentleman."
"Not exactly afraid of him but somehow it doesn't seem right that I should expose myself in this 'suit' to your husband," and she looked at Karen, "and your son," and she looked at Mom.
"Chris, honey. There is something about us you should know; it might make you feel more secure. We are nudists. We often wear nothing when we are all together. It's not like he hasn't seen naked women before and even me and Josie. We are used to seeing naked people."
Chris stood there shaking her head, "Nudists." Well, I have to admit I would like to show off a little and see what a man thinks of me in this suit. You are sure you don't mind?"
"Not a bit. Let's go, I want to see his reaction when he sees 4 very sexy, very naughty women march in and plant themselves in front of his TV while wearing these suits." Kate took one of Chris's hands, Karen the other and lead her out of the dressing room and down to the lounge.
By this time I was getting antsy. Was I wrong? Did Chris decide not to show off wearing the Wicked Weasel? Where were they? Just about then I heard them coming down the hall toward the lounge. I poured myself another glass of wine and tried to make myself look unprepared and casual.
Karen sang out, "Ken, don't turn around and please close your eyes and keep them closed until I tell you to open them."
Trying to sound confused I replied, "Close my eyes? Why?"
"Just do it and no more backtalk or there will be no bootie for you tonite! Got that buster?"
"Yes, ma'am. My eyes are closed." I sat there and waited. There was no sound except that I heard some whispering and giggling moving around until it was in front of me and the sound stopped.
"Okay, open your eyes."
I did and what can I say except that it was like a vision that everyman wishes for. Four of the lovliest women I have ever known standing eight feet in front of me wearing the sexiest bikini's ever created by man. My eyes went to Chris and I was stunned. George got so hard, so fast and with such an intensity I thought he was going to rip right through the fabric of my shorts. I must have looked like I had a giraffe in my pants.
Chris stood there with a somewhat strained smile on her face looking both excited and embarrassed at the same time. To lighten the mood for her I sat straight up, reached up with my right hand and grabbed my chest directly over my heart and yelled, "Oh, God you have granted my only wish, to die with the vision of lovlieness in my eyes," and threw myself back against the back of the chair and slumped down as if I had a heart attack.
I lay thee with my eyes closed and not moving. For a long second there was no sound then Mom burst out laughing followed by both Karen and Kate and they laughed loud, hard and long. I squinched one eye partially open and looked at Chris and she had her hand over her mouth and she too was beginning to laugh. I continued to lie there like that while the women laughed. You could feel any tension in the room disappear. The mood was almost festive.
Shortly, Karen, still laughing, came over and slapped me on the shoulder. "God, you are one bad actor. I'm glad you are a better lover than an actor. Get up!"
"I did and looking at Karen said, "What makes you think I'm not acting when we make love? I'm a damned good actor." I said that last with a very bad British accent.
"Oh, really. Well guess what Sir Basil Hardbone, your show has just been cancelled. Time for this actress to see about getting another, younger leading man," and she climbed on my lap and stroked my cheek. Feeling how hard I was she wiggled around a bit and made sure that my cock was nicely positioned between her ass cheeks. Looking at the ladies she said "Take it from me girls, he really likes what he is seeing," and very obviously ground her ass against my cock.
I had been watching Chris out of the corner of my eye; once or twice she had caught me looking at her and smiled in return. The last time, I made no effort to conceal that I was looking directly at her and looked her up and down and made a silent whistling shape with my mouth. She blushed a bit but seemed to decide to have fun with everything and stood very tall, pushed her breasts out and held her hands out to the side as she pirouetted for me letting me see all of her, literally.
Mom and Kate walked over to the bar and came back with four glasses of wine which they handed to Karen and Chris and then indicated that they were going to sit down on the couch and that Chris should sit on one of the chairs, actually the same chair she had sat in when she masturbated for the camera last night.
Karen got up and let me set up straight. I noticed Chris look down at my crotch and knew that she could plainly see my hardon in my shorts. Karen caught Chris' look and when she got ready to sit back down in my lap actually reached down and took hold of it and guided it between her legs when she seated herself. Chris watched the whole thing with interest.
When Chris had initially sat down, she sat up straight, her back against the back cushion and her legs crossed while she sipped her wine. But I noticed that, as Karen made it a point to keep referring to my cock and actually handle it while sitting down, Chris started to squirm around a bit and slouch down letting her hips slide slightly forward and uncrossing her legs. The material of the suit bottoms she was wearing tended not to slide over the chair fabric thus causing the bottoms to pull slightly downward and backward the more she moved her hips forward. Already snug, the bikini bottoms were now stretched quite tight and were even lower on her hips. This resulted in her pubs being quite clearly defined and the top of the bottoms just slightly above the beginning of her vagina.
Kate said, "Well, honestly son-in-law," and she emphasized 'son-in-law' what do you think? Should Chris wear a Wicked Weasel?"
I had just taken a mouthful of wine and had all I could do not to spit it out on that question. I nodded and, when I swallowed the wine, looked at Kate and replied, "Not only can she wear a Wicked Weasel but she should, as often as she can." Looking directly at Chris I said, "Chris, with absolutely no intent to do anything but tell you the truth I have to say that you are, without a doubt, one of the most attractive and sultry women I have ever seen.......present company excepted, of course," with a nod at Mom and Kate. "You should be modeling those suits for the company."
Chris blushed and thanked me with a smile and I swear she scouched down even more in the seat and spread her legs even more.
"That's it? That's all you have to say? Chris, I'm sorry that my husband seems to be.....hesitant about saying what he really thinks." Karen turned to me and said, "When a woman puts on one of these suits she doesn't want some mamby pamby response from a man, she wants to know that she has caused him to grow a boner that won't go away without lots of help. That if she wiggles her ass at him he will cum in his shorts.
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