The next weekend...

You decide to invite your friends over again on the condition that they provide the drinks this time. They were happy to oblige and you filled the cooler up with ice. You realised that it wasn't long until they were meant to arrive, but you didn't see your wife anywhere it seemed.

"Samantha! Are you getting ready? They should be here any minute!" You said loud enough for her to hear from anywhere in the house.

"It's okay babe! I'll meet them in the kitchen later. I still have some cooking to do." You heard in response.

Your friends arrived all around the same time. They were punctual like you no doubt. You guys cracked open a few cold ones and began chatting away for at least half an hour. One of your mates had gone to the bathroom and was coming back, a little too happy it seemed.

"Tell you what John, I'm glad last week wasn't a one time thing. You're a lucky man." He said with a grin, as he took his seat once again.

"What do you mean mate?" You said, definitely confused.

"Oh you don't know? See for yourself then mate haha." He said while laughing, signalling to the kitchen.

As you got up and walked into the kitchen area, you saw exactly what you meant.

Your wife was bent over the counter, cooking with nothing on but her panties and apron. You were almost immediately pitching a tent in your pants, but it wasn't just from the view, but the fact that some of your friends had gotten up and were taking in the same view of your wife as you were.

While she went to the fridge to grab something, she realised you guys were staring at her. She turned around with one of her tits popping out in full view for you and your friends to admire.

"Oh guys! It's just you. Um, dinner might be a bit so best to take a seat and have a few while you wait." She said, slowly covering her tit again. Surely she was doing this on purpose. You intended to find out as you approached her.

"Um babe? What's happening? Why are you not dressed?" You tried asking politely.

"Oh well, I just thought I'd be comfortable. They've seen everything anyway. And I'm sure neither of you are complaining haha." She said, a little giddy.

You decided to not push it further and sit back down with your mates. The thoughts were definitely in your mind for a few minutes after too. She's never dressed like this when it's just you around the house. But it was clearly turning you on, so you decided to focus on something else.

You were relieved to find your wife wore something else after cooking when she joined you guys for dinner. Although, it was definitely a skimpy outfit. Her tits almost all the way out of her dress. You couldn't keep your eyes off of your beautiful wife, and the same went for your friends, as she got up to pour herself another drink.

As the drinks flowed, everyone got a bit more comfortable. In fact, your friends got a bit too comfortable even for your liking.

"Hey, why don't you show us those tits? You're meant to be serving your guests. Let them freee!" One of your friends said, clearly a bit tipsy.

You were genuinely shocked, but before you could think, your wife played along.

"Patience is a virtue. I never said I'd be keeping the girls away hehe." She said, also clearly a bit tipsy, trying her best to tease the boys.

"Fuck me. Mate, your wife is fucking hot. You're so lucky." One of your mates said.

"Aren't you lucky as well? You get to see these too." She said with a grin as she pulled top down bringing her perfect tits into view.

You didn't know how to respond to him, or to her, or the situation, or even the fact that your cock was hardening in response. She stripped off completely teasing and putting on a show for everyone.

"I can't take it anymore." One of your mates said as he sprang up with his cock already out of his pants.

"Well I suppose it'd be mean if I didn't help out." She said as she lubed up his cock. You looked on nervously at which point Samantha's eyes met yours. "I'm just stroking his dick babe. Nothing more." She said as if to say, it didn't count as cheating.

You didn't know if you agreed but were turned on nonetheless as she stroked his cock.

You looked around and saw your mates felt the same way with the bulges in their pants. Some of them, fishing it out to stroke watching your wife.

"Haha you can't take your eyes off my tits." She said slurring a bit, looking up at him.

"Ah, guilty as charged!" Your friend joked, the lameness covered by the effects of booze.

"Well, I can always do this then..."

Your wife wrapped her tits around your friend's cock, stroking his dick within their softness.

"Ahh fuck that's the stuff." He said, clearly in heaven. He wasn't going to last long and your wife knew it.

Before anything though, you were hit with a stomach churning nausea. Did you eat too much, or did you have too much to drink? You decided quickly on what you should do.