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those were for his eyes only.
    “I can’t speak for Shane, but I promise a lot of fun afterward,” Dave said, giving me a squeeze.
    I laughed. “I’m going to get that anyway. I can feel how horny just talking about this is making you.” His hard shaft was pressed hard against my back through his running shorts, and I encouraged it by discreetly grinding back against him.
    “She’s right,” Lisa agreed.
    “Isn’t your loving husband asking enough? Have I ever asked you for anything like this before?” Shane said.
    “What about that one time…”
    “Okay, so this is only the second time. Come on, baby.”
    “I guess so. But only because it will be fun to tease the hell out of you guys,” Lisa finally agreed.
    Lisa stood up and without any preamble, she shed her tank top, revealing a lace-trimmed black bra. Her tanned cleavage was pushed up and plentiful. She was unbuttoning her shorts when she paused and asked me, “What are you waiting for?”
    I had never agreed to anything. Lisa did not speak for me. But since she had agreed, I was pressured to go along. I’ll confess, I was a lot more receptive to the idea after all the wine I’d been drinking, but that still didn’t mean I was just ready to get up and put on a show for our husbands. And there was one other complication…
    “I’m not wearing quite as much as you,” I told Lisa, as if she didn’t know I was braless. “I’m not really bikini ready, so to speak.”
    “That’s even better!” Shane announced.
    I turned and looked to Dave, but he offered no help—only a smile. So was he okay with me stripping down and showing Shane my tits? It sure seemed like it. If my husband did not mind, why did I? I decided that if I was going to put on a show, it was going to be a show to remember. I let Lisa pull me to my feet.
    Okay, so now we were standing there, and I realized I had no idea what to do next. No, I’m not shy—obviously—but that didn’t mean I was prepared to get up and show off for the boys. Luckily, Lisa had some ideas. After she wriggled out of her shorts, she began to move around me, swaying to music that was only in her head. It would have helped if there was music playing, but that did not occur to anyone at the time. I jumped when she first touched me, her fingers grazing my shoulders and then moving down my arms. She held my hips and got them swaying in time to hers.
    “Shane, go into my bag in the bedroom and get my lotion,” Lisa instructed, crushing her breasts against my back. I felt a little silly being still dressed while she was in her underwear, but I was in no hurry to lose my dress.
    “Should I grab your toy, too?” he teased.
    “Hush! Don’t give away my secrets!”
    Shane returned with the lotion and Lisa told him to take a seat on the couch with Dave, saying, “We need some room over here.” The boys leaned forward, sitting on the edge of the couch as they anticipated what we were going to do. I was as curious as they were. Lisa must have decided my dress was not coming off if she left it to me, so she set the lotion down and pulled the straps from my shoulders. My loose sundress flowed to the floor and I fought the urge to turn so turn my back to the boys.
    "There, that's much better," Lisa said. She stood close behind me and whispered, "Relax, this is going to be fun. The guys are going to go crazy."
    "I think you're enjoying this too much," I replied, sotto voce. I didn't want the boys to overhear.
    "What's not to enjoy?"
    Lisa squirted lotion into her hand and I started when she touched me. It was cold and goosebumps covered my skin. The way my body was turned presented the boys with a perfect profile to see my nipples pucker up, and I risked a glance over to see that’s where Shane’s attention was focused. My husband, on the other hand, stared at where Lisa touched me. She did not just rub the lotion into my skin, like on the beach. This was more of a massage, and it felt really good. Too good. I