Dressed in lingerie

We open the door, and our wives are all sensually posed on the bed. They each wear a set of sexy lingerie they secretly packed. My jaw drops. How did this night get even better?

Joey says, “Holy shit girls. Did you coordinate this before the trip?”

Monica said, “We didn’t talk about it. But unsurprisingly we all wanted to let loose on a weekend away from our kids. Do you guys like it?”

Ross says, “We’re going to pull up some seats, and you can each show them off to us. Like the speed dating from before, but way sexier.”

Joey said, “I was excited to get started but yeah let’s build up the tension some more.”

I agree, “What’s the point of taking the time to put on the lingerie if we’re just going to rip it off right away. Let’s enjoy the sights.”

We set up some chairs and arrange them a couple feet from each other. The room has a closet with a floor to ceiling mirror as a sliding door. We face the chairs toward the mirror, so we can get extra views of the women while they’re in front of us.

Monica steps in front of me first. A sexy red and black corset shapes her soft body. The cups only reach a quarter up her boobs, and her perfect nipples are exposed. I look in the mirror, and see her thick ass cheeks eating up a pair of lacy red panties.

She smiles seductively, “What do you think?”

“You look so fucking sexy,” I say. And then pull her into a kiss.

Monica says, “Thank you baby. These girls are so skinny. I’m glad this corset hides my fat.”

“Oh hush. If anything, they are jealous of you.” I reach and grab her ass, pulling her in for another kiss.

Monica backs off after a little make out. She says loudly, “Okay, ladies, time to switch before things get too heated.”

Rachel sets in front of me next, her pale freckled skin clad in black. I start from her smiling pretty face and work my eyes down. A bustier pushes up and rounds her large pale tits. She looks like a Victoria’s Secret model in a half shirt that exposes her toned belly. The bustier top connects to black stockings running up her long legs to her white thighs. The fabric of the skimpiest G string underwear barely covers her pussy. I look in the mirror and just see a black string taunt between her toned ass cheeks.

I say, “Rachel you could seriously be an underwear model. How are you not making millions and flying around to take pictures on the beach?”

Rachel says, “This view is worth more than millions. Consider yourself a very lucky man.”

I tell her, “I’m the luckiest man in the world tonight. Come sit on my lap.”

She sits on my leg and I bring my hand up to her slender neck. I bring her head down for a kiss and my lips touch her soft lips for the first time. She kisses back. I feel her tongue coming over to my mouth. I rub my hand over her smooth stomach, inching it lower and lower.

Before I get to her barely covered pussy, Monica interrupts, and says, “Switch it up! Final stop before the fun.”

Rachel gives me a final kiss, and a shake of her small ass as she leaves. She is so sexy. I’m so ready to pull that g-string to the side, and fuck her so hard that her big tits bounce out of her bustier top.

As I’m thinking about what I’m going to do to Rachel, Phoebe steps in front of me. Fishnets entrap her entire petite body: from her arms down to her legs. Her perky tits are exposed and her nipples press out between the taunt diamonds of string. Her nipples are small and dark, each pierced with silver bars. A large intricate tattoo slithers and swirls down the left side of her body, starting at her rib cage and going down to her thigh. There is a deliberate hole cut out from her fishnet bodystocking at her crotch. The opening of fishnet frame her jet black pubic hair between her legs. I look in the mirror and check out her ass. Her plump booty pushes against and stretches the fishnets.

I say, “Two questions: 1. How did you get into this? 2. How has neither of the guys ripped it off you yet?”

She answers, “Oh they tried. But I told them that Chandler gets first crack at me.” She turns around and bends over seductively, presenting me her ass. I give her cheeks a nice smack. She bends lower, giving me a view of her dark pussy lips.

Phoebe asks, “Don’t you want to be the first man tonight to enter me?”