Part One

Years ago, my wife and I went to a young couple's house to pick them up and take them to our favorite microbrewery. We had just met this couple recently and loved their company. She was adorable, just married, as a virgin, and only just barely 22 years old that day. At about 5' 4" tall, with soft thick brown hair to the middle of her back, big brown intelligent eyes, and full soft, oh-so-kissable lips, full of playful energy, she was wonderfully fun to be with.

Her new husband was a tad under 6' 3" and looked strong and fit. With short hair and a carefully trimmed beard, all the women loved him. He has one of those personalities that always has people, men and women, around him enjoying his company. He was almost exactly seven years older than her and ran a small successful construction company.

When she was walking out of their kitchen, looking simply amazing in a beautiful short dress and high-heeled sandals, I stopped her with my fingertips on her tummy. Her dress was super cute with a wide and low scooped neckline, front and back. The shoulder straps were about two inches wide and the dress was sleeveless. The material was stretchy and form-fitting over her large full breasts to a two-inch wide band around her, just below her breasts. Then gently form-fitting down over her slim firm body and the tops of her hips and butt, from there flowing loosely downwards to just inches below her crotch, making it the perfect dancing dress. The skirt would flow nicely around her as she dances, and give nice glances at her pretty butt cheeks.

"You can't go out dancing wearing that," I said.

"Oh? Why not? You don't like my dress?"

"The dress is beautiful, and it looks super cute on you. But why ruin such a sexy look, with a bra and panty lines?"

I held my hand out because I was fully expecting her to place those items into my hand.

She looked at me questionably, suddenly unsure of herself. She looked into the living room, at her husband who was busy talking to my wife. She turned as if to walk away.

"Stop." I turned her back gently by her shoulder, looked her in the eye, and held out my hand again.

"You don't seriously expect me to stand right here and remove my bra and hand it to you. Do you?"

"And your panties. Yes." I extended my hand towards her expectantly.

She stepped out of her panties, and reluctantly handed them to me. I smiled and said, "Thank you," before raising the crotch of them to my nose. I smiled again. Mmmmm! She had a heavenly aroma. Oh yes, she smelled so good. "I can tell by the nice wet feel and delightful aroma, that going out dancing without panties and bra, turns you on."

I smiled with approval.

She beamed with happiness. Her dress straps came down, then her bra straps. She reached behind herself and unhooked her bra. Grabbing the cups with two hands she pulled the bra up, releasing her breasts with a bounce. Then handing the bra to me, she started to slip her dress straps back over her arms.

"Wait," I said while folding the bra properly. I set the bra on the island alongside her panties.
I reached over to her dress top, looked her in the eyes, and said, as I touched the neckline, drawing it down over her breasts.

"Let me make a small adjustment for you first.'

She didn't move a muscle, but her eyes locked on her husband, who wasn't paying us any attention.

I completely exposed her breasts, wiped the small sheen of sweat from under them, gave each nipple a little pull, and pulled her dress back up.

She looked at me in disbelief, then simply said, "Thank you," as she pulled the straps up over her shoulders.
Then she quickly returned to her happy bouncy self, smiled really big, and twirled like a little girl in a new dress.

"Oh my god! You look so beautiful and sexy. Go show your husband."

She beamed with happiness, kissed me on the cheek, and headed into the living room, telling her husband, "I feel so good in this dress! Am I sexy enough for you?"

He was overjoyed. She threw herself into his arms, her arms around his neck, giving me a wonderful view of her pretty bare butt. Then she kissed him, gave a twirl for his pleasure, and as the skirt of her dress swung around her, I received a delightful clear view of all of her ass, legs, and hairless pussy. Watching her dance tonight was going to keep many cocks hard! Including mine. She's sexy; men are going to be flirting with her, touching her, and dancing with her all night. I hope her husband handles having such a desirable woman as his wife well.

Off we went to go out dancing.

Before our drinks even arrived, two good-looking men whisked her off to the dance floor, where she happily danced, and after a few dances, started flirting back. God, she was having fun. Every ten minutes or so she would come to give her husband a kiss, take a swig of her beer, then take the men by their hands and head on back to the dance floor.

My wife kept telling her husband how beautiful his wife was, how fucking hot she looked enjoying herself dancing and flirting out there. How lucky he was to have a wife that other men think is hot. That he must feel very proud that she is his wife. He just sat there listening to her and watching his wife play. And he was grinning like a happy fool.

My wife guided his thoughts and feelings all night, making him feel like the luckiest man alive.

(She and her husband had no idea the whole night was a setup, by us, to introduce her to loving being a Hot Wife.)

Meanwhile, our two horny friends were dancing with her, touching her, flirting with her, and telling her how wonderfully hot and sexy she was. They told her to look at how proud her husband was of her while he was enjoying watching her having fun with two strange men. They told her to look at his hard penis and realize how much it turns him on to see her getting sexually excited in public, touching and being touched, by strangers. While she kept glancing at her husband, smiling at him, and blowing him kisses, they openly took turns kissing her on the dance floor, sweeping their hands across her body as they danced. Humping her front, back, and sideways, while dancing. Letting her enjoy the feel of their cocks and bodies pressed against her.

Each time, she came over to kiss her husband, telling him how much she loved him and what a good time she was having. Our friends came with her, holding her hands, touching her, hugging her close. Then they eventually kissed her right next to her husband. My wife was beside him, touching him and telling him how cool this was and how wonderful he must feel seeing his loving wife like this. And telling him how after a night like this, she must be getting so horny and she is going fuck him silly when they get home. She kept telling him, the hornier his wife gets, the more sex she will want when they get home. And he better be ready. Oh, he was ready. Rock hard, all night watching her.

When the band took a break, she headed off to pee, and our guys headed over to the bar and ordered three more beers. When she returned, she settled between them at the bar. They continued flirting and she kept glancing at her husband and smiling happily. Then the guy on her right, put his left arm around her waist pulling her close, his right hand slid over her breast, and he kissed her deeply. The other guy stepped up close behind her, lifted her skirt, and slid his cock right into her vagina.

It was all over in a few seconds. It was a public place after all. But her husband saw everything, including the man's cock disappearing inside his wife, and then being tucked back quickly into the man's pants. My wife said to him, "Oh my god! Look at that. Did you ever in your entire life see something this hot before? God Damn! But you have a Hot Wife. You must be very pleased." Then she squeezed his hard cock, and gave it a rub. Holding it, she said, "Of course you are. I can feel it. You want to fuck her now. Don't you!"

And he laughed, blew his wife a kiss, as she looked at him, and said, "YES! OH FUCKING YES!"

When the music came back on, his wife headed on over to her husband, giving him a warm kiss on the lips, holding his face in both hands, she said, "I'm having so much fun! I'm so happy that you are not mad at me!"

Then she went back to the dance floor. She danced for a while, then came back over, men close behind. She sat on her husband's lap, and kissed him and said, "Honey, I'm super hot and desperately need to step outside for about ten minutes to cool off. Do you mind?"

My wife whispered in his ear, "If you still want her happy and horny when you get home, you better pat her on the ass and send her outside with her two new friends." He looked confused for a second, then patted her on the ass, smiled, kissed her, and pushed her up off of his lap. She turned, jumped with happiness, giggled, and kissed her husband. Then she told him, "Thank you and I love you," and went towards the door with her arms around the men, absolutely beaming with joy.

Outside, we later heard from our friends, that they went behind the bar into a fenced area, and lifted her dress off over her head. Placing it over some empty kegs, they sandwiched her nude body (except her high-heeled sandals) between them and took turns fucking her vagina standing up, holding her close between them. Kissing and feeling her all over with their hands, they kept turning her every few minutes to face the other one. She was so fucking wet. After twenty minutes of this, they slowly DVP'ed her, for the first time in her young life. They didn't fuck her as she was DVP, just held themselves inside, letting her 'feel the experience.' This time, was just the tease. Fucking her with two cocks inside of her would wait until her husband was there to watch.

Then they slipped out of her, dressed her, kissed her, and hand in hand led her back to her husband, and said goodnight. Now with her husband once again, she sat on his lap and giggled while he kissed her neck and she rubbed herself on his cock, feeling it growing again under her butt.

We drove them home after we all finished our beers. The entire time they were in our back seat, they kissed practically non-stop, her dress around her middle, his cock out of his pants.

We couldn't wait to hear all about their first night of celebrating her birth as a new Hot Wife.