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Subject: {ASSM} My Wife Trisha (MMM/F, wife, humiliation) PART 2
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Date: Tue, 09 Oct 2012 16:10:05 -0400
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My Wife Trisha (MMM/F, wife, humiliation) PART 2
by Tony
altony1234@yahoo.com

Background from Part 1

My wife Trisha is a slut. She loves attention from strange men,
specially when she dresses sexy and they strip her naked with
their eyes. She has now aged, but aging had not much changed her
sexual apatite. Every time she acts slutty, I like to document
and share. So I do have her pictures/videos..if you wish to see,
you can write to me at altony1234 at yahoo.

From Part I
... I saw one person put his hand on Trish's shoulder. I waited
few more minutes for them to get away from her.  My 4 inch penis
was standing erect making a tent in my pants. I was burning with
jealousy.  I could not wait any longer and walked back to the
table.
Trish said: "Oh, honey you are back.  I want you to meet my
colleagues from work.  Dan, Stan and Steve."...

Part II
I knew she was lying.  They weren't her colleagues. She did not
know them beforehand.  Dan and Stan were young muscular and
handsome with half cut sleeve shirts showing their arm muscles.
Steve was a little older with cunning eyes. I immediately
generated dislike for Steve.  Who are these people?  Why are they
surrounding my wife.  Why Steve has his hands on her?
I wasn't gonna ask questions at that time.  So I smile and said
"Hello".
Trish said: "Why don't you guys join us? I am sure Tony wouldn't
mind.  Would you Tony?

"Of course not.  Please join us." (Yes, I do mind ... but I
wasn't gonna say that to her newly found friends.)  They  
immediately pulled chairs to our table.   Steve sat on her right,
very close to Trish.  Dan sat on her left and then Stan. I was
sitting opposite to Trish between Stan and Steve.

Waiter brought next round of drinks and Steve generously paid for
the drinks.  As soon as waiter left,  I saw his left hand
disappear under the table.  In a minute, Dan's left hand also
disappeared under the table.  What were they doing?  Were they
grabbing my wife's thigh?  Suddenly, I saw Trish's face turning
red.  She looked at me with guilty look on her pretty face.  She
said:  "Honey, finish your drink.  Steve is buying the next round
too."

Then she looked at Steve and smiled.  Suddenly, she jumped in her
seat like someone pinched her rear. I dropped my spoon on the
floor and bent down pretending to pick it up.  Sure enough, Steve
had her skirt pushed back all the way up to the juncture of her
thighs. His hand was on her now naked flesh.  Dan was massaging
her other thigh.  To provide easy access to their hands, Trish
had her legs spread apart. I could see the outlines of her red
panties.  Drinks and men had made her horny as a whore.  To some
extent this was my fault. I was not able to satisfy her sexual
needs in the past few weeks.  No wonder, she was not able to
resist warm massaging hands of two strangers. They were giving
her carnal pleasures.  I just consoled myself on the fact that my
slut wife was enjoying this attention.  It made me feel good (I
think, I am not sure) and I decided to go along with this game. 
I smiled at Trish like telling her - go for it baby.  Don't hold
back.

Steve whispered something in her ear.  His lips were so close to
Trish they were touching her cheeks.  Suddenly, Trish turned red
again.  She shook her head like saying no. Steve again whispered
something in her ears. I felt she was feeling embarrassed by
whatever Steve whispered in her ears.  My curiosity as well as my
dick were high by now. Trish did not say or shook her head this
time. She picked up the wine glass took a deep sip and put it
back on the table.  Then she looked at me and said:  "Honey, I
need to go to bathroom.  I will be back soon." and she pushed
Steve to one side and left.

Steve whispered some thing in Dan's ears.  Dan was all smile.  I
guess, he liked whatever he heard.  Then he turned around and
whispered something in Stan's ear.  Stan gave a wide smile
showing all his teeth.  I thought Stan would now tell me what
they were talking about, however, but no one paid attention to
me. This made me a little upset and depressed. They were smiling
and winking at each other.

Trish came back rather too soon.  She took her seat between two
guys. I was annoyed why she did not sit next to me this time. Why
she had to go back and sit between them. Then she opened her
purse and handed something to Steve.  Steve looked at it and
suddenly he smiled.  He handed that thing to Dan who passed it to
Stan after a big smile.

I definitely had to know what was happening.  I peeked at Stan's
hands.  He was looking at some red colored piece of clothing. 
Then he fully stretched it.  It was a red panties.  Suddenly it
hit me.  They were looking at my wife's freshly worn panties. 
Does it men, she was sitting between these two men naked under
her high skirt?  Did she walked all the way from restrooms to her
table naked under that skimpy skirt giving everyone on way a look
at her ass?  What is she doing? Did she have no shame?  My fully
erect penis was rubbing against my pants trying to get out. 
Steve and Dan both moved their chairs closer to Trish.  She was
now a sandwich between the two men.  Dan's one and Steve's both
hands were under the table.  I saw Trish slide a bit forward in
her chair so that her head was now resting on the back of the
chair.  Her mouth was partially open and I could hear soft moans.
 I was dead hard in my pants but did not dare open the zipper to
release my dick in a restaurant full of people.  I was raging
with jealousy. I needed to know the truth.  What is happening
under the table.  I dropped my napkin to the floor. Pretending to
pick it up,  I looked under the table.

Trish's legs were fully spread exposing her pussy area.  Her
skirt was moved all the way up to provide open access to men.
Steve had made her lift one leg and put it on his lap.  Dan was
holding her other leg so her pussy crack was visible to me. They
were holding her legs open so that she could not have closed her
legs even if she wanted.  And yes, she had no panties on. Her
pussy was totally naked in this public place.  Although, It was
rather dark under the table, however, I was able to see upper
part of her slit.  Steve had his one finger inside her pussy.  He
was moving his finger in and out of her pussy like finger fucking
her causing her to moan.  My Trish, acting like a shameless nymph
pleasuring herself in a public place, finger fucked by a
stranger.  I had never known such wanton desires in her.

Suddenly, Steve's hand surfaced from under the table.  He brought
his finger to Trish's lips.  She started to suck his finger like
she was sucking his dick.  In the mean time, Dan's both hands
went under the table.  I guess it was his turn to play with
Trish's pussy.  It was hard to believe for me that Steve was
feeding Trish her own pussy juices right in front of me while Dan
was finger fucking her inside a public restaurant. I could not
take it any more.

I said:  "Trish, honey, let us go home."  Suddenly she opened her
eyes looked at me like a confused babe.

I repeated: "Let us go home."   She looked at Steve.  Steve
whispered something in her ears.

Trish said:  "Honey, you go home, take the car.  Steve says he
will give me a ride back home later."

Suddenly, I panicked.  No, no I can not.. I do not want to leave
my beautiful, young but very vulnerable wife at the mercy of
these three young studs?  But, I realized I had no choice. 
Either I go home alone leaving my slutty and sexually aroused
wife for a play toy for these strangers or I would just have to
play along with these three men.  Decision was quick.  I blurted
 "Oh, no honey, I am not in a hurry.  Please stay as much as you
want." Men immediately knew they now have my reluctant OK to have
fun with my wife.  I probably did not count at that moment.
End of Part II

If you like this story and would like to see some pic/videos, you
can e-mail me and request it.

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