Over The Years Pt. 07: Portsmouth

My wife, Anna, is very conservative when it comes to sex. She never masturbates, and is never curious or experimental. She never has even hinted at being sexually interested in anyone. She only wanted straight sex, no oral (giving or receiving), no other positions but missionary and the occasional doggy style for a quickie. The only occasional bright spot is her love of margarita’s and how drunk they could get her. She got horny when drunk.

A number of years a go we lived in the UK, while I worked for a company in Portsmouth. Being the only Americans working for the company we made all British friends. We were out one night with Tracy, a very nice British friend that lived in Southampton. Tracy is about 5’5″ and probably around 125 lbs, brunette, nicely built, but dresses so conservatively one really couldn’t tell what shape she was in.

My wife Anna is blonde, 5’2″, 110 pounds, with nice breasts and a petite figure. She shaves her legs but only rarely trims her pussy, never shaving it all, choosing only to keep off the shag. She, many years ago, let me shave her bald once. She said it kept her horny all the time and didn’t like the prickly feeling when the hair grew back.

It was a bank holiday and we had been out doing some pubing. Anna and Tracy were pretty pissed. Anna loves margaritas and had found a pub that actually knew how to make them. She had 5 and Tracy had 4. Since I was driving I only had a pint of lager and was in pretty good shape. Pubs close at 11 pm over there and we got back home around 11:30 pm. Tracy was going to stay the night with us. My daughter’s room was empty because she was spending the night at a friend’s house, so we had the extra room for her.

We got home and I sat down to watch some US news before going to bed. Anna decided she needed a shower because she hates the smell of smoke and pubs, the smell gets into everything. She went upstairs to take her shower.

Tracy was in the chair next to me when Anna called down that she needed her shampoo and back brush. Many British homes do not have an attached bathroom to the master bedroom and Anna kept her stuff in our bedroom, our daughter liked to ‘borrow’ her things. Tracy followed me up stairs and when I got the shampoo and brush she offered to take them into the bathroom to her. I figured there was girl talk looming. I gave the things to her and went back downstairs. I must have been downstairs for about a half hour when I noticed the water was running intermittently and it had grown a bit quiet up there. Anna is usually in and out of the shower quickly.

I went upstairs and could hear low voices but couldn’t make out every word being said. Above all the upstairs doors were little windows about 6 inches high and the width of the door. Not wanting to just barge in, and honestly wanting to see what was up, I got Anna’s night stool from our room and quietly put it in front of the bathroom door. The bathroom is situated with the bathtub on the right side facing away from the door, about 5 feet away, there was a short bathtub height towel cabinet by the foot of the tub, and the loo is istanbul escort immediately to the left and the sink opposite the tub next to the loo. The shower nozzles were on the far end of the tub from my point of view. The shower curtain was not fully closed. The end toward me was completely open. This gave me an unobstructed view into the tub. My eyes nearly popped out of my head.

Tracy and Anna were in the shower together.

Anna was sitting with her back to me on the end of the tub with Tracy kneeling in front of her but sitting back on her ankles. I couldn’t see Tracy well because Anna blocked her. Anna’s right foot was on the tub floor with her knee against the wall, and her left leg was on the side of the tub. Tracy was shaving Anna’s legs. I focused on what they were saying and I could hear them discussing men. Tracy hadn’t been seeing anyone for a while and they discussed her last boyfriend. Just as I suspected, girl talk.

How they got into the shower together I didn’t and still don’t know. It was a truly erotic scene and I was transfixed as well as almost instantly hard. Tracy eventually got to working on Anna’s inner thighs. When Anna opened her legs Tracy commented on how bushy she was.

Anna said she liked it that way. They then talked about the pros and cons of pussy shaving. Tracy was a big fan of being “well trimmed” but not completely shaven. She stood up and showed Anna how her pussy was trimmed. It was the first time I got a good look at Tracy. She was beautiful. Gorgeous breasts, probably a C cup, with quarter inch perky nipples, smooth unblemished skin, a black strip for a patch and a wonderful shapely waist. Tracy showed Anna how her pussy was shaved by leaning back a bit and parting her legs. Anna said Tracy’s pussy looked nice. She then added a question about whether having a shaved pussy made her horny all the time.

Tracy casually said, “No, not the way mine is shaved.” She then showed Anna that although closely trimmed, she wasn’t shaved. Anna then asked several more questions and then there was a long pause before asking Tracy if she would trim her the same way. Tracy didn’t answer right away. She just squatted back down on her heels and looked at her.

This made Tracy seem like she was looking directly at me since I was behind and above Anna. I leaned well back from the window into the darkness of the hall to make sure she couldn’t see me.

Tracy paused and eventually said she would do it if she wanted her to. Tracy told Anna to put both feet on opposite sides of the tub. Anna did that and then spread her legs widely, leaning back and placing her hands on the towel cabinet for support.

My view was partially blocked by my wife but I could see Tracy working diligently. British tubs often have a showerhead on a hose and Tracy was using it to rinse Anna from time to time. As the shaving went on I noticed that Anna was slowly leaning her head back and was obviously enjoying the attention. With Anna’s head back I could see her breasts. From my point of view it was as avcılar escort if you were standing over my wife and looking down at her. Tracy was so absorbed in her work that she hadn’t looked up at all. Anna began breathing deeper. I could see the increased rise and fall of her breasts and that her nipples were hard.

I recognized it immediately. She does this when she’s getting aroused. The next time Tracy used the hose to rinse off Anna, Anna jerked a little in the hips and thighs. Tracy must have hit her clit. Tracy looked up. All I could see was the top of her head and her eyes. She commented that she sometimes got horny while she shaved.

Anna didn’t reply and Tracy went back to what I thought at first was shaving. It soon became clear that Tracy was no longer shaving, but instead was rubbing. Anna seemed like she was in her own world. She began to make small, barely noticeable movements with her hips and soon you could see her thrusting just a bit toward Tracy. After about 2 minutes of this Anna leaned completely back on the cabinet, her head hanging back, eyes closed. She was breathing deeper and her stomach muscles were working. Her nipples had doubled in length. I could now see that Tracy had her hand in Anna’s pussy and was rubbing her clit with her thumb. Tracy then sat up straighter.

I could now see Tracy from the belly button up and she slowly moved her soapy hands up Anna’s belly and began to rub soap up across her breasts squeezing them at the same time. Tracy then put her right hand back down to my wife’s pussy and continued to tweak Anna’s right breast. Tracy watched her intently.

After several minutes of this and an increasingly grinding Anna, Tracy moved her left hand down between her own legs and positioned her hand to insert a finger into Anna. Anna jerked a little when she pushed in but then relaxed. Anna began thrusting forward grinding her ass in a circle with Tracy pumping her finger in and out.

Then some water shot up behind Tracy. She had turned the shower nozzle on her own pussy. Tracy was masturbating at the same time she was getting my wife off. Anna orgasmed harder than I’d seen in years. Her head turned to the side, her hands slid under the small of her back to lift her ass and she started to tense up. She then suddenly bent up a little and began to twitch and jerk. The suddenness of her move caused her ass to slide off the edge and into the tub. As she slid down she managed to keep her feet on the edge of the tub. Anna’s pussy slammed into Tracy’s legs and launched Tracy’s legs backward while Tracy’s body fell forward. The move was so sudden that Tracy never moved her hands and stayed with one hand between Anna’s legs and the other between her own, Tracy completely lost her balance.

Anna wound up laying face up in the tub, her legs spread with her calves on the edge of the tub, and both her arms were stuck under her. Tracy’s right hand was still between Anna’s legs and her left was between her own legs. Tracy was laying face down on top of Anna with her knees were tight against the end of the tub, şirinevler escort the soles of her feet pointed toward the ceiling, her head on Anna’s soapy breasts. They were so tightly in the tub and so covered with soap that neither could move much. Sticking up between Tracy’s buns was the shower nozzle, now shooting at the wall. Their crash into the tub made quite a thud.

Tracy and Anna’ looked at each other for a moment and began laughing hysterically. They laughed until they realized that they were stuck. Then their voices got low and they began to wiggle to extract themselves but they were wet and soapy and mostly just slipped and slid over each other.

On this cue I got down, put the stool back and padded downstairs. When I got there I made it a point to make noise coming up the stair while asking, “What the hell was that”.

Anna called out that she had slipped in the tub and I asked if she was ok.

She said she was. I then asked if Tracy was in there and she said that they were talking girl stuff that I wouldn’t understand.

“Ok, let me check on you thought,” I said and began to turn the knob.

I was stopped by a frantic, “NO! Stay out!”

Smiling to myself I asked, “What on earth for?” before innocently adding (as if suddenly dawned on me), “Uh, Tracy?”

“Yes” she replied.

Deciding on a twist to the moment I asked, “Please tell me you’re naked and you’re both in the shower.”

There was not so silent giggling before Tracy answered, “Yes, we’re um… conserving water.”

I cannot express how powerful the urge was to open that door and join them in the shower. But for some odd reason I half jokingly replied, “Ok, alrighty. Well, I’m going to go masterbate over that image.”

My still rather intoxicated wife saved the day, “Don’t do that, I’ll be in soon.”

Smiling to myself I replied, “Bring Tracy along, we might need a safety observer.”

More giggling from the bathroom.

With that went into bedroom.

The sex that followed was epic. I lay naked on top of the covers. Anna came in a few minutes later, dropped her towel and climbed on top of me where she proceeded to grind and fuck me cowboy style. A position she said she didn’t like.

A few minutes into it I saw a face appear in the glass over our master bedroom door. Tracy was watching us.

Anna had her back to the door and didn’t know she was there. It got me all that much harder knowing she was watching us fuck. I gripped Anna’s hips and helped her slide back and forth over me. Fantastic sex and a for only a handful of times, Anna and I orgasmed together.

After cumming I looked back to the window and Tracy was gone.

A few days later I got home from work and Anna asked me if I’d kissed the window above our door.

“Huh?”

She said she’d noticed it when she was cleaning, the sun hit it just right.

I got up on the stool and looked. Sure enough “someone” had kissed the glass leaving the impression of their lips. “I think I know how this got here,” I said.

Anna listened intently as I told her that Tracy had watched us make love. There was shock but as I talked she got more and more aroused. We fucked like teenagers again. That’s how I learned my conservative prudish wife liked to be watched, it was tremendously arousing to her.

Who’d a thunk?

Eventually Anna confronted Tracy and what that led to is another story altogether.