Lisa's Revenge
Hammer
Lisa's Revenge
Another great wife turned slut story.
"nauk...@net1plus.com"
My wife Lisa and I have been married for seven years. We have two kids and
live in a nice home in the suburbs. My wife is a very beautiful and sexy
creature. She is tall with long brown hair and bright green eyes. She works
out a lot and has a flat tummy, tight ass and full C-cup bustline.
Lisa is somewhat of an exhibitionist. She has a bubbly, perky personality
and is an outrageous flirt. She purposely dresses in sexy and revealing
clothing just to be a tease. Sometimes she likes to go out shopping without
her bra on and flash her sexy tits, to whoever might be around. I usually
try to keep her under control and talk her into dressing more
conservatively. Lisa just laughs and tries to convince me that no one cares
and that no one is looking at her.
Of course I can actually see them all looking at her and so can she. Men are
naturally drawn like a magnet to such a beautiful woman. Especially when she
is playfully flashing them her nice bouncy tits or letting them look right
up her dress. At the beach she wears these skimpy string bikinis. She likes
to walk along the shoreline with her tits and ass happily jiggling away. I
always try to get her to cover up a bit, but Lisa insists that the beach is
too hot and that she doesn't have anything lightweight enough to put on.
I know she is doing it on purpose, and all this exhibitionism can sometimes
be very humiliating for me. One day we went shopping for a new bedroom set
and Lisa insisted on wearing this tiny sundress. The hemline barely covered
her ass and the halter style top was tied too loosely behind her neck,
allowing her breasts to cascade out of the sides. To make matters worse you
could practically see right through the thing. I tried to persuade her to
put on something more conservative but she wouldn't hear of it.
The salesman at the furniture store was very attentive showing us
practically every piece that was available. My wife was in one of her
playful moods and kept bending over in front of the guy. I was sure that he
was getting a clear view of her ass every time.
Lisa made it a point to lie on every bed. While she was lying there talking
to the salesman her tits were almost falling out of the sides of her
halter-top. Most times we could see part of my wife's pink nipples peeking
out from the edge of the fabric. In the process of getting on and off the
beds she kept flashing us her skimpy panties with a substantial amount of
her dark hairs poking out from both sides of the leg openings.
I was so embarrassed that I nearly died right there on the spot. I was
trying to get her attention the whole time, to tell her to cover up a
little, but she wouldn't look at me. The salesman had this huge grin the
entire time he waited on us. The bulge in his pants was just as huge. Lisa
was laughing and brushing up against him at every opportunity. Needless to
say, it was a very long day of shopping before we got the bedroom set.
It seems that the more I try to influence my wife to cover up, the more
outrageous she gets. I have learned to accept it because I love her very
much. She is, after all, a very beautiful woman. Lisa is a fine mother and
fun loving companion. I have resigned myself that this little character flaw
doesn't change how much I love her as a person. She has too many other good
features not to overlook her little flirtations. Sometimes it can be hard
for me to swallow but I just love her too much to lose her.
Wouldn't you know that in spite of her excessive flirtatious behavior, she
is very jealous of other women. She can't stand me even glancing at anyone
else. She firmly insists that she dresses sexy for me so I won't have to
look at other women. She is even pissed if I happen to pause for a moment,
on an attractive female, when flicking through the TV channels. Watch
Baywatch? Forget it! In my mind this is kind of a contradiction. Again, I
love her and have learned to accept her for who she is.
One Saturday morning over coffee she dropped a bomb on me.
"Jeff" she started "I was talking to our neighbor Brian yesterday and he
told me something very interesting."
I couldn't imagine what Brian could possibly say that Lisa would find
interesting.
"Really" I countered back in an uninterested monotone.
"Jeff, Brian told me about that party you went to a few weeks ago. The party
that was held for your old buddy that was getting married."
Uh Oh! I thought. Shit! She found out about the stag party. Fuckin big mouth
Brian!
"Yeah, what about it" I tied to say without sounding alarmed.
"Well, Brian said that there was a stripper there at the party with you and
your friends and I had to flirt with him a little to get the rest out of
him."
I sat there quiet. Looking at the morning paper. Fuckin Brian is all I could
think of. My wife probably flashed him her tits or brushed up against him
and he shot his mouth off!
"He told me that the stripper was naked and dancing around the room and
touching all the guys and you too. He said that you were all touching her
and feeling her up! He told me that she even gave a couple of guys blowjobs.
Is that right?"
I couldn't lie to her. I caved in right away.
"Yeah that's right honey. But I didn't know they were getting a stripper and
I didn't touch her. She never touched me or gave me a blowjob!"
"That's not the point!" Lisa said in a loud and firm tone
"The point is that you are a married man with a wife and two kids. I
exercise to keep in shape! I dress up sexy all the time for you! I buy
special outfits and wear them when we go out so you won't have to look at
other women. Aren't I sexy enough for you anymore? When did you stop loving
me and start looking at other women?"
"I'm sorry honey." I confessed "I don't know what to say. It was just a stag
party. That's what men do at stag parties. The girl was just a stripper. It
meant nothing."
"Nothing! Nothing! Maybe it meant nothing to you but it means something to
me!" Lisa shot back.
"I'm sorry honey." I told her again. "What more can I say. I don't know what
you want from me. It was just a stripper at a stag party. I still love you
as much as ever!"
"That's not enough, Jeff!" she scolded "You have to prove to me that you
love me!"
"Lisa, I'm sorry." I answered in my most sincere tone. "I love you very
much. What is it you want me to prove to you?"
"Well I've been thinking" Lisa started "It's not fair unless I can get even
for this! If you want to look at women dancing naked at a party then maybe I
should be the one who's doing the stripping and the dancing."
I said nothing. Lisa continued her scolding.
"Would you like that?" she asked facetiously "Would you like to see your
wife dancing naked at a stag party, getting felt up everywhere and giving
out blowjobs? Is that the kind of thing you want me to do since I'm not sexy
enough already?"
"Honey you're plenty sexy enough." I answered softly "You don't need to be
more sexy. I love you just the way you are."
"Well apparently just the way I am was not good enough for you three weeks
ago! Now I just wont feel right unless we are even. Now promise me you will
do what I say and let me get even for this. I won't forgive you until you
promise to let me get my revenge!"
I wasn't exactly sure what she had in mind but I promised anyway. "Okay I
promise"
Lisa had a sly smile and started in with her irresistible playful flirting
voice.
"So you promise that we can do whatever I want to get even. That I can get
my revenge for the stag party and then we'll be even …right? You promise?"
"I'm sorry. I promise honey. We can do whatever you want." I answered
honestly.
"Okay then" Lisa seemed happy and ready to forget the whole matter. I was
thankful that this little confrontation was settled so easily. Little did I
know what she had in mind.
My wife works as a receptionist for a company that distributes sporting
goods. Although she works in the office, there is a big warehouse where all
the shipping and receiving is carried out. Of course, she always dresses in
these super short dresses and is always looking for an excuse to go for a
stroll through the warehouse and tease the workers. The guys usually stop
anything they are doing to watch her walk by. I don't know why she feels
compelled to hand deliver every telephone message to every guy in the place.
I thought that's why they had voice mail. I guess it's just part of her
exhibitionist nature.
One Friday Lisa came home from work all bubbly and excited.
"Guess what honey" she started "We were invited to a party tonight. It looks
like you will get the chance to make good on your promise."
I didn't have a clue what she was talking about. "What promise?"
Lisa began using her firm tone again "What do you mean what promise? Don't
you remember how you promised to let me get even with you? You promised that
I could have my revenge for you and that stripper at that stag party you
went to. Well tonight is the night you get to keep your promise!"
I wasn't sure what she had in mind but I knew that tone and I knew not to
disagree. "Oh that promise!" I said convincingly "Exactly how are you
planning to get even?"
"You'll see" she assured me "Now promise me again. Promise that you'll do
whatever I want you to and you won't complain one bit. Now promise me!"
In spite of my concerns I reluctantly agreed. "I promise you Lisa it's okay
if you get even."
"Okay, now don't forget." she said, "You can go to the party dressed in
jeans. But I have to get dressed up special for this"
With that she disappeared upstairs to the bedroom. Since I was dressed to go
I decided to crack open a beer while I waited for her. I could only imagine
how this was going to play out. I assumed that she would come down dressed
to kill in some sexy outfit of hers that left all too little to the
imagination. I figured she would be the hit of the party, as usual, and I
would end up embarrassed and humiliated. I knew this scenario too well
already.
Much to my surprise, my wife returned in rather a plain and conservative
dress. It buttoned all the way up to her neck! Her long brown hair was tied
up in a bun that rested on top of her head. She wore high heels and silk
stockings. The whole outfit was very uncharacteristic of her. I could tell
that she had her bra on and everything. She looked like an everyday normal
conservative housewife. Her appearance left me wondering what this revenge
thing might be all about.
Without saying too much we hopped in the car and left. Lisa had the address
written on a small piece of message paper from work. I listened to the
radio, as my wife would periodically give me directions. Finally we arrived
at the house we were looking for.
"Who lives here?" I asked her
"Gary" she explained "The warehouse foreman from work. He is throwing a
party for one of the guys who works in the warehouse."
"Now I need you to promise me again." Lisa said, "I need you to promise me
that you will do everything I say."
"I promise" I told her
My wife had a mischievous smile. She started with the promising business
again.
"Now everything I say to you I want you to answer YES, all right? And when I
tell you to do something you have to do it. Now promise me you will do what
I say."
"I promise … I promise …Okay … I promise!" I answered firmly.
After this little exchange we headed to the front door and rang the bell.
Lisa's coworker answered the door. He welcomed us in and announced to the
group "The entertainment I told you about has arrived!" I couldn't begin to
guess what he was talking about.
We walked into the living room where about 10 guys were seated and drinking
beers. My wife asked me to sit in one corner and then stood in the middle to
address the group.
"As I told Gary", Lisa started, "My husband Jeff here has a perverted mean
streak in him. I lost a bet to him and now he wants me to be your
entertainment at this stag party. He told me that he would like to watch me
dance for all you guys. He wants me to be his naughty slut wife for the
night…. Isn't that right Jeff?
"Yes" I answered so everyone could hear. I was keeping my promise but
secretly I was hoping that this was just Lisa's little joke to get even with
me and that she wouldn't get too carried away.
Gary started the music and Lisa started doing this sexy dance around the
room. After a few minutes she danced over to where I was sitting.
"Are you going to make me unbutton my dress?" Lisa asked
"Yes" I answered obediently. I remembered my promise and now I understood
why she was wearing her bra. She must have wanted to show off in her
underwear. Heck it was no worse than her bikini. I was convinced that this
little revenge thing wouldn't go much further than her having this little
bit of teasing fun with me.
"But I don't want to, Jeff." Lisa lied. "All these guys will see me in my
underwear if I unbutton my dress. You're so mean to me, making me do this in
front of everyone. If you really want me to go through with this you'll have
to unbutton it yourself."
She stood in front of me and smiled a wicked smile while, one by one, I
unfastened the buttons all the way down the front of her dress. I hoped that
this was the end of the gag.
Lisa turned and danced some more. Her dress, totally unbuttoned was hanging
open giving everyone a full view of her lace bra and skimpy panties. She was
wearing a pair of stay up white stockings. She looked so sexy. She danced
around the room like an exotic dancer stopping at each guy as if to give him
a personal show. This was getting embarrassing for me. I was curious how far
Lisa would go with this joke and hoped we were nearing the end of her
retribution for my previous behavior.
My sexy wife danced back over to me and threw me her dress. She continued
dancing. Now she was going up to each of the guys and brushing her bra
covered tits up against them or wiggling her tight panty covered ass in
their faces. The guys were mostly holding back, but once in a while one
would grab my wife's ass or feel up her bosom.
This was getting a little out of hand. But now that I had promised her I
didn't know what to do. Part of me wanted to stop this. Part of me was
enjoying the show. The rest of me knew that if I went back on my promise I
would likely sit through something worse that Lisa might dream up to get
even. Who knows what that could be. I decided to go along. This was actually
pretty harmless I thought. It was really very erotic.
Lisa danced over to me again. She had a sly smile on her face and she
started in again.
"Jeff now I think this has gone far enough. I've been naughty enough for you
now. You don't want me to take off my bra in front of all these guys that I
work with … do you?"
Now I really wasn't sure what to do. I didn't answer. Instead I made a
scolding, clenched mouth, face of disapproval to signal my wife that this
was enough. I thought Lisa would read my objection and quit this naughty
wife act. Instead, she used it against me!
"Okay, Jeff, no need to get mad at me! I'll take off my bra just like you
told me."
My wife's bra hitched in the front. She unhooked the fastener and slid the
straps off of her shoulders. Lisa turned to face the gathering. She had a
big smile. They all cheered as she playfully jiggled her firm full breasts
with the big pink nipples.
Lisa was in her glory. I knew she was. I knew that there is nothing more my
wife loved than to be the center of attention and flash male admirers. She
danced around the room some more. This time my topless wife spent a little
longer with each of the men. Every now and again one of the guys would sneak
a feel of Lisa's tits. She never complained and always looked over to make
sure I was watching.
She sat on the lap of Tom, the groom to be, and offered no resistance as he
obscenely fondled her beautiful breasts. She danced over to Gary and sat on
his lap too. This time she looked over at me with a big smile and a wink.
She put both hands on top of her head giving him full access to her sexy
bosom. Gary took advantage of the situation and openly caressed my wife's
tits, pausing now and again to pinch her big pink nipples.
My wife got up and danced her way over to me.
She started her naughty girl routine again.
"Okay now Jeff, I've done all the things you wanted so far." Lisa said in
kind of a mocking tone. "But I don't know if I can go through with this
honey. These guys might get out of hand if I go any further. Do I really
have to keep this up for you?"
There is no way I was going to answer YES, like she had instructed me, even
though I had promised her. But I wouldn't answer NO either. That would mean
trouble. I was trying to think fast. Scowling didn't work last time. I tried
smiling a happy smile in response to her question.
"Okay!" She responded taking my smile as an affirmative. "But don't forget
this is what you wanted." Lisa mocked as she slipped her panties down to her
ankles in one quick motion and then daintily stepped out of them.
The guys were really cheering now. Lisa danced around in the center of the
room for them. She was naked except for her high heels and a pair of stay up
white stockings. She looked so sexy with her great figure and hairy bush. I
was actually kind of enjoying the show myself. All of us had huge tents in
our trousers.
My wife moved back over to the guest of honor. She sat on his lap again and
he resumed fondling her breasts. Lisa looked over at me and licked her lips.
She had a wicked smile, and looked me right in the eyes as she took Tom's
hand from her chest and placed it purposely on her pussy. Tom wasted no time
in inserting a finger up my wife's slit and started moving it in and out.
Lisa looked back at Tom and started squirming in his lap making noises like
she was really enjoying this. The other guests were enjoying it too!
My wife got down off of Tom's lap and knelt in front of him. She unzipped
his pants and pulled out his cook. She started stroking it slowly while she
softly cooed. Lisa looked back at me again and licked her lips. It appeared
to everyone as if she was putting on a special show for me. I'm sure they
thought I was really making her do it.
Lisa turned back and lowered her mouth on the groom's cock. I watched in
amazement as the whole thing disappeared in one gulp. With her hair tied up
on top of her head we all had a perfect view of Tom's cock slurping in and
out of my wife's willing mouth.
Tom was really getting into this and moving his hips up and down rapidly
fucking my wife's mouth. Every now and again Lisa would turn her head to
look at me. When she did, I could see Toms cock poking up against the inside
of her cheek. It made this big bulge appear as he moved his cock in and out
of Lisa's mouth.
Some of the guys had taken their own cocks out and were rubbing them as they
watched my wife perform this spectacular blowjob on Tom. It wasn't too long
before Tom became noticeably tense and started shooting his load right into
my wife's waiting mouth. Lisa rolled her eyes to look at me, but kept
sucking and rubbing Tom's cock like she was trying to milk every drop down
her throat.
When Lisa was finished with Tom, she got up and came right over to me. My
wife leaned over and planted a big sloppy wet cum filled kiss right on my
mouth. She stuck her tong deep inside so I could taste Tom's cum deposited
there.
Lisa broke off the kiss before I was ready. She pulled away and returned to
the center.
"Okay now who's the best man?" Lisa was looking around the room.
Gary the warehouse foreman raised his hand " I am"
My wife wasted no time as she knelt in front of her coworker and opened up
his pants. She boldly reached inside and pulled out this huge cock. It had
to be nine or ten inches and so thick that my wife's fingers barely circled
the outside. Lisa began stroking Gary's monster cock and making noises.
"OOOu. This is a big one, Gary. I can see why you're the best man." Everyone
laughed. My laugh was more than a little bit forced.
Lisa turned to give me her little sly smile and then turned her attention to
Gary with the same enthusiasm she had shown to Tom. My wife had Gary's huge
cock in her mouth and was making these slurping and sucking noises as her
head bobbed up and down.
Before I realized what was happening I had hold of my own cock and found
myself rubbing it rapidly. The sight before me was just too erotic to
resist. Here was my lovely, sexy, naked, wife practically worshiping this
guys massive cock. It was an incredible site, and I was actually enjoying
it!
All the stimulation my wife was giving to Gary eventually had the desired
effect. I saw him tense his body as he grabbed on to the back of my wife's
neck. He started thrusting wildly with this huge cock pumping his hot seaman
directly down my wife's throat. I could see Lisa struggling to swallow it
all. She obviously failed as the excess white liquid was running over her
lips and down her chin.
When Gary was finished my wife made her way back over to me. She planted
another wet cum filled kiss right on my lips. She was holding the back of my
head and pressing her face against mine with fervor. I was getting Gary's
cum all over my face and mouth.
When Lisa stopped kissing me she noticed the cock in my hands. She smiled
and got down on her knees in front of me. She moved my hands away and took
my cock into her warm oral cavity. Lisa gently sucked my cock as she tickled
my balls. It wasn't long before I started cumming. It was great!
Just as quickly as we had arrived, Lisa put on her dress and we departed.
On the ride home we talked a little about the events of that night.
"I hope you learned your lesson." Lisa said in a mock scolding tone.
"Oh I did" I assured her "I learned you have to try something to know if you
like it."
"You're not mad now are you?" she asked "Mad that I wanted to get even."
"No Lisa I'm not mad. I think I've been missing out on some great fun!" I
told her honestly
"I'd rather watch you than some stripper any day. I love you. You're so
sexy."
Lisa had a contented smile.
From that day on we had many more adventures.
Let me know if you would like to hear about them.
The End
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