Pandora's Box Pt. 03

Kellie and I had finally figured out the pose for the next photo. That is to say that we went through a lot of options before arriving at the final one.

We made it look like I snapped her coming out of the shower as we planned, but getting the right angle was really hard. And making it got us very hot. What it was for, what it showed, what it could lead into. We had never gotten so turned on.

As we were taking the photos, I had the brilliant idea to show it to the guys with her in the house. That really drove her crazy.

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It was game day. Instead of going out, Kellie begged off from accompanying Megan. She'd been dodging her a bit, concerned in case Gary had mentioned anything about the photo. She probably had nothing to worry about him seeing a photo from years ago that Steve found online, but she was worried if anything more happened that it would seem planned. I did suggest that maybe we exclude Gary and she quickly dismissed that idea. Perhaps I was reading something too much into her fast rejection, but I got the idea that Gary was my friend she was most intrigued about.

I guess I need to describe the guys.

Steve was easy. The horndog of the bunch. The guy who rarely had long-term relationships because he just had a high libido. Like most of my friend, he was pretty tall. He was about 5'10" with longish brown hair. He was skinny but still toned. We teased him that he looked a bit like Matthew McConaughey, which of course would lead to him trying (and failing spectacularly) to pull off his "Alright, alright, alright" line. He thought he was nailing it every time and we all would laugh our asses off by how badly he delivered such a simple impression. Steve remained a friend because he never went after the rest of our girls. He might make comments about how good they looked when not in female presence, but we never had a fear of him acting on it. He pretty much swore that he'd never settle down. He's dated a wide variety of girls, the most recent was a stunning black woman named Angie.

Chris was the quiet one. At 5'8" he was not really short, but he was the shortest among us. He was stockier than the rest of us. He didn't look like Dave Batista in the face, but he definitely had his build. When we played rugby, he often was our blocker and he could knock the crap out of our opponents. He could deadlift an incredible amount. He wore his hair cropped short and it was so light it almost looked blonde, especially if he got a lot of sun. As I mentioned before, he didn't date much and when he did it didn't seem to last long. Unlike Steve, he wasn't one to give a ton of intimate details. Above all else, if you needed help with anything, without fail he would be the first to be there.

And there was Gary. Gary was easily the pseudo leader of the group; I was the only one who would occasionally challenge him for that role. We had a friendly competition in life. I think it was a positive thing, driving both of us to excel. I ended up with Kellie, he quickly started dating Megan. He got a job in finance, I got a job as a general contractor. I know those two jobs don't sound too similar, but believe it or not because of how low on the totem pole he had to start we were both making very similar money until very recently. He was the tallest of the group at about 6'4". He had a shock of dark, almost black hair that he wore pretty well tended due to his job. He was pretty thick- nowhere near as stocky as Chris, but his height made him seem more proportional. He was good looking and never had a struggle getting girls.

So on this particular day, with Kellie home she had played the hostess, making sure the guys were well taken care of with drinks and snacks before heading upstairs to do some household projects she had been holding off on getting done. At least, that was her excuse to Megan.

The game had been going for a bit so I knew the current commercial break would be a longer one.

I turned down the volume as we often did during obnoxious commercials and waved the guys in conspiratorially.

"Ok. I so shouldn't be telling you with Kellie in the house, but I got a picture of her you're going to want to see. But you've got to keep it down."

The guys were wide-eyed and practically salivating. Knowing they were so eager to see my wife exposed was really hot. They'd certainly seen her in a bikini before or even in slightly revealing bedwear on some late nights at the house and I'd seen them checking her out, but knowing I was revealing her naked body was stimulating to say the least.

I connected to my TV to cast my phone to it and up came the picture of Kellie. The shot was one where she was stepping out over our tub and reaching for a towel. This put her in a position where her tits hung slightly, her ass was in view as she was stepping out with her right leg. That step out also teased a hint of her pussy, which was something Kellie really wanted to give them. She was looking over her shoulder towards me with the camera and she gave a very convincing surprised face to the camera, as if I had gotten her unexpectedly.

The guys moaned in unison, more loudly than they intended as the chorus of all three of them made the volume more significant. They quickly stopped making a noise as they released they might have alerted Kellie. As we had planned, she was near the top of the steps (I had texted her a warning when I was about to do it but later found out she was standing nearby practically the whole time). She came down the steps with a basket of clothes in her hands. She had changed into workout clothes- a pair of tight yoga pants and a sports bra.

I reacted quickly to get her picture off the screen as if I was worried she'd see it. The way our house was, she was approaching from behind the screen, so she couldn't see what was on it, so more than a moment the image was still on the screen as she stopped to talk to us.

"What happened?" she asked innocently.

"Oh, the quarterback missed an easy pass," Steve said quickly.

She looked at the screen and I had successfully gotten it back to the channel with a commercial still on.

"They, um, they went to commercial pretty quickly after the play broke up," I added.

Kellie shrugged as if it was no big deal, "So babe, I got done some of the things I wanted to but I'm going to take a break and get in a little cardio if I won't disturb you boys."

She said this as our machines were in a sunroom just off the living room where we were watching the game. This wasn't something we'd discussed before but I figured out her angle. She'd be working out in tight clothing just a few feet from us just after they had seen the picture of her nude.

"Oh, sure. That's fine. Right guys?" I asked them.

Like a group of school boys, they answered in near unison, "Sure thing!" "Ok!" "No problem!"

She put the basket in our laundry room nearby and then grabbed a water bottle out of the fridge and walked into the sunroom. The game was back on and the volume back up by this time. She positioned herself so she was facing away from us and she put her earbuds in. She began doing some stretching which immediately had her bent over with her ass facing us. The game was pretty much forgotten at this point as I could see all eyes were on Kellie. I snickered at this, but didn't call anyone out for doing it. Gary looked at me and I just gave him a grin and a shrug. He mouthed "Dude!" to me. I replied with a silent laugh.

Kellie did an excellent job pretending not to notice us staring, between positioning it so she would be looking away or even having her eyes closed like she was into her music and stretches. After the lengthy stretching, she got on our elliptical which was facing away from us. She went at it pretty hard and had her ass and thighs flexing. Her boobs were held in tight by her sports bra, which I'm sure the guys wished wasn't the case.

After a good half hour, she began to cool down and slow her pace. She had been the center of attention for that whole time, so when she came over to us after she was done we were unable to answer her what the current score of the game was. She shrugged it off to the guys, but I saw a smirk from her.

She downed some water and went back upstairs. Gary went to get up and I told him, "Hey, I think the toilet down here isn't working for some reason. You mind using the one upstairs?"

This was planned in advance by us, with the hope there would be an opportunity for her to flash one of the guys. The timing was perfect because she could strip out of her workout clothes at any point after the workout, but it seemed really logical now. The one issue might be that it was Gary and that might concern her. I banged off a quick text to her:

ME: Gary on the way

I didn't expect an answer as I figured she'd be getting into position or decide not to do it.

It was at least 10 tense minutes as I pretended to be watching the game.

Then I got a text.

KELLIE: OMG! I did it!

ME: Did what?

KELLIE: He saw me- Full Monty

ME: Everything?

KELLIE: EVERYTHING. I had my bottoms off already and had it where I was taking off my sports bra as he came by. Stopped him dead in his tracks.

ME: AND???

KELLIE: I smiled at him and said "take a picture it will last longer" and laughed

ME: You didn't?!

KELLIE: I did

KELLIE: Then he said "oh sorry Kellie" and went on into the bathroom

ME: He's probably jerking off right now

KELLIE: Oh god that's hot

KELLIE: Should I go offer to help him?

ME: *big eyes emoji* You wouldn't, would you?

KELLIE: Tempting, but no

KELLIE: Might be a little aggressive with Gary

KELLIE: Now if it was Steve or Chris...

By this time, Steve had noticed I was texting away. "Who are you texting with, Brad?"

I nearly dropped my phone as I was startled. Of course if he saw that latest text it would have been nuts. There was no way he could from the position I was in, but if I had dropped it the phone would have ended up at his feet.

"Oh, it's my buddy from work who is a Cincinnati fan. We're giving each other crap about the game."

Steve accepted my lie and took a swig of his beer.

ME: What are you doing now?

If you had told me what her response would have been before I got it, I'd have told you that you were nuts. No way would Kellie do that. But apparently, I'd have been dead wrong.

KELLIE: [close up picture of two of her fingers in her pussy, thumb on her clit]

Holy shit, I thought, was she doing that with the door still open?!?

ME: Is the door still open?

I got no answer from her immediately, but Gary coming downstairs answered that question. He looked red faced, probably confirming that either he did just beat off (or it was an aggressive dump).

It was several minutes later that Kellie answered me finally.

KELLIE: No, I had closed it after he went into the bathroom

KELLIE: But, damn... now I wish I had left it open *wink emoji*

KELLIE: I do have something else to confess

ME: What's that?

KELLIE: I checked out his package as I went to close the door

ME: Oh?

KELLIE: Brad, is Gary big?

ME: What do you mean?

KELLIE: *eggplant emoji*

ME: Oh Fuck! Um, maybe?

ME: I don't really pay too much attention

ME: Yeah, I guess so

KELLIE: Well, it looked big

KELLIE: And it would explain some comments Megan has made

ME: Let's finish this conversation later

ME: The guys are noticing I'm texting a lot

KELLIE: *laughing emoji* OK. You could always send another one up

KELLIE: I'm ready for more

I had to stop texting and took a big swallow of beer. I saw Gary giving me a side eye. I could tell he was feeling guilty, which in turn made me feel guilty. We were kind of using them in our game. I mean, I'm sure they didn't mind too much as they were getting to see Kellie nude multiple times now.

The game ended and the guys. Kellie must have heard them gathering to go because she popped out to see them off, back in her original outfit for the day. I saw her give Gary a wink as he left. The poor guy nearly walked into our doorframe.

As soon as the last of them had pulled away we were all over each other.

"You're so fucking hot, babe," I said as I was pulling her clothes off.

"Oh my god, I feel hot. Did they freak when I came down and you were still looking at the photo?"

I had to laugh, "Yeah. They were like a bad comedy movie where someone says 'act normal' and the actors look completely not normal."

Kellie was laughing with me, "Steve suddenly became really interested in one of my throw pillows, hahaha."

I got more serious, "So Gary really saw you fully naked?"

"Yes," she said lustily. "I swear to god it was just that he is married Megan that kept from pulling him in our room. Jesus, all this has gotten me so slutty. I'm sorry Brad. Is that too far?"

I looked her in the eyes. I loved her unconditionally. I loved how hot she was. I was very much enjoying her teasing my friends. I was so turned on by how turned on they were getting over her. This was definitely a precipice. If we went to a point where she was letting them touch her, it would be very hard to pull back. It was her body- she certainly could say stop at any point and each one of those guys would respect it. But would she want to stop? Would I? At no point in this so far had I ever felt that I might risk losing her. That was one of the things that kept me going.

"Babe, I love how hot you are. I love the idea of unlocking something inside of you. A deep sluttiness. They're my friends. We've been friends for almost a decade. I trust them to not hurt you, to protect you. If you really want to do more with them, whatever it is, I will absolutely support you. Fuck, I'll be getting off on it."

"Oh my god... the idea of having 4 guys doing me... ugh, so damn hot."

"You know, we've got our annual Spring boat camping trip coming up."

"Oh wow, yeah. In about a month, right?" she asked, with a big smile on her face.

"Yeah. I love the way they look at you in your bikinis. Now, with them knowing what you look like naked... mmmm."

"Plenty of opportunities to flash them... or more."

I put my hardened dick to her slit, which was absolutely drenched. After teasing it up and down I pushed forward causing her to moan.

"You want me to fuck your friends, don't you Bradley?" she whispered in my ear.

My dick twitched and I pushed deeper into her, "Ooooohhh."

"I want to fuck your friends. I want to try each of them, see what each one can give me."

I continued pumping into her, my rhythm increasing as I moaned.

"Do you think I can handle all that dick, Bradley? You're not afraid they'll wear me out and I won't have anything left for you?"

"Oh, god," I was getting close and her dirty talk was driving me crazy with lust for my slutty wife.

"Of course, I'll always have something left for you. But that won't stop me from trying to get them to fuck me out. Will you still want my cunt when they've worn it out?"

That was it. I blew my load into her which set her off. I was loving this new, slutty version of my wife.