They should all go topless.

"To get naked? Uh..." There wasn't enough blood in my head for rational thought. My erection was pounding in my ears. "Everybody gets topless."

"That's it?" Amy mocked. The redheaded beauty unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor. Her breasts were larger and a little more bouncy than I'd remembered, but still lovely. Stephanie helped Elizabeth next. Her extraordinary rack broke loose from the cups and bounced free.

My wife went next, yanking her silky blouse over her head in a single motion. I felt relief at the sight of her perfect breasts, which had been teasing me all evening. I'd seen them daily for years now, but still felt a thrill when she showed herself off.

That left Corrine, who was wearing only her dress and would have to strip totally naked. Beside me, Rachel was trying to hide the fact that she had a hand between her legs.

Corrine stood, turned away from me, and beckoned me over her shoulder. I rose, and reached for her zipper. My cock nearly brushed against her as I pulled the tab down, revealing the tan skin of her bare back. I stepped back to take the sight in. The dress slipped off her shoulders to the floor, her long legs standing in a pool of fabric, extending up to her shapely ass.

Suddenly, she bent forward to pull Talia into a passionate kiss. Rachel and I got a full view of her glistening pussy between her legs.

Then she pivoted and sat down, her exquisite breasts bouncing as she did.

Talia rose to replace her, and gently dropped to her knees. Over my wife's head, I saw my four perfect friends as she pulled my boxers down. My erection leapt out. I froze, terrified that we had somehow crossed a line. Cool air rushed past and I felt strangely immature. But the looks in the girls' eyes reassured me. I'd seen that look in Amy's eyes many times, and recognized it in Corrine, Stephanie, and Elizabeth. Hunger. Lust.

Talia, eye level with my member, looked up at me innocently.