Naked by Lady Grey
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LadyGrey

Laura discovers her husband fantasizes about other guys seeing her naked. She loves the guy and would do anything to please him.

Naked by Lady Grey

I don't know how long Gill, my hubby, had had this thing about me displaying myself naked when other people were around, but on that first night it actually happened, I couldn't believe his response. After the event, we had the greatest sex ever. Now I really like good sex, and I thought I was getting it, but this was way out the best sex I had ever experienced. It had started at Sylvia's Christmas party. There were a dozen of us there that night celebrating Charlie's big win on the Lotto. They had really gone to town sparing no expense. The Champers flowed like water and the food was provided by Carlotta's, one of the best restaurants in town.

By midnight everyone was well on the way to being legless. The guys had their jackets and ties off, and everyone was in a party mood. I can't remember who suggested strip poker; I don't even remember it starting out as strip poker, just a game of cards, but that's how it ended.

I think there were eight of us sitting around the table playing and the others stood watching. I remember feeling a little apprehensive as the game started, but everyone was in a party mood, and I reckoned I was a bit of a poker expert having played it on line quite a bit. Things started off slowly, and I smiled as I won several hands, but things got more interesting as a couple of the guys lost their shirts and Miriam was the first one to reveal a bra.

I don't know what it was that came over me that night. I know I had never been shy about exposing myself; well, when I say exposing myself, I mean wearing revealing low cut tops and short skirts and even once going topless on the beach. I enjoyed the way guys looked at me, and always got a kick out of getting comments on the street or in a bar.

It really got to me when Sandra lost her dress. The looks she got from around the table as she stood up and suggestively eased down her shoulder straps and slid the dress down her body revealing herself in a skimpy matching bra and panties outfit really got to me. There were whistles and applause as she sat down grinning. I took a long swig of my drink and realised that I wanted some of this action. With little difficulty I managed to lose the next two hands, and I experienced the thrill of stripping off my dress watched by the others around the table.

As I sat down, Gill, who was sitting next to me, grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "You look fucking sensational," he said, whispering huskily in my ear. Then undercover of the table, he eased my hand over to his lap and pressed it against an already sizeable erection.

The game progressed and soon everyone was down to their underwear. The tension was rising; who would be the first to expose themselves? I held a crap hand that I should have thrown in hoping it would be me, but it was beaten by an even worse hand held by Mary, Sam's wife.

When she saw she was the loser, she protested that she couldn't go any further, but I think she was just putting on a show to get everyone going. After some hesitation and a lot of encouragement from the guys, she finally removed her bra and displayed her bare breasts amid much applause.

By this time I was beginning to get hot and excited about the whole idea of exposing myself in front of all my friends. I especially wanted to expose myself to their partners from whom I was already getting more than interesting glances, mainly because my bra was quite sheer lace and my already aroused nipples were clearly displayed.

The next hand I threw away two kings and picked up a couple of low cards. They did not go with any thing I already had in my hand and I ended up with a ten high. I held on to it and lost miserably, but at least I won as far as I was concerned, and with a slight smile on my face, I unclasped my bra, withdrew it, and placed it on the table with the other discarded clothes.

I couldn't believe how exciting it felt to be sitting there exposing myself like that. It had been exciting the time I experienced it on the beach, but this was different here; I knew everybody and they knew me. I turned and smiled at Gill, and he nodded approvingly and blew me a silent kiss.

Now that I had gone this far, I wanted to go all the way. I wanted them to see everything, I played silly, but I didn't manage to lose for several hands. Meanwhile, around the table, more flesh was exposed, but at that moment no one had gone all the way.

At last my chance came. My hand started trembling as I looked through the cards--just a low pair. Surely somebody could beat that. I discarded one card and was pleased when I picked up nothing. Five of the others dropped out, and I was left in with Mary and a couple of the guys.

When we laid our cards down, I almost orgasamed on the spot. My hand was the lowest by a mile. Under the table, I felt Gill's hand stroke up along my bare thigh and brush across the swell of my pussy. This was it, I thought to myself: the moment I had worked for.

Charlie, who was sitting opposite me, grinned. "Well, Laura, it's Showtime."

The two women smiled. I guess they were relieved it wasn't them having to do it. The guys just looked at me expectantly.

"No shrugging your pants off under the table, Laura," Sam said with a wide grin. "We want to see everything."

It was Gill, my own husband, who shocked me when he suggested that as I was the first, I ought to get up on the table for the final reveal so everyone had a good view. This suggestion was greeted with a rousing round of applause.

At that stage, I didn't see how I could refuse. Well, I had got myself into this, so what the hell, let's give them a show. I stood up and Gill helped me up onto the table. I looked down at the sea of expectant faces around me, and with my heart thumping wildly, I eased my fingers into the waist band of my panties and slowly began to slip them down. They slipped over the fullness of my hips and then fell freely to rest around my ankles. I kicked my feet out of them and stood there, my legs slightly apart and my arms spread wide.

I knew I was showing everything; nothing was hidden. I was hot and horny and I badly needed relief, but I just stood there, the applause ringing in my ears. Then I saw Gill reach out his hand and I grasped it as he helped me down from the table. I clung to him, pressing my naked body against his. "I need you now," I said urgently.

He took my hand and led me from the room. We found our way to a spare bedroom, and with no foreplay, I spread myself and groaned as he quickly entered me. The sex was incredible, like nothing I had experienced before. I just could not get enough of him. It seemed from his ardor; he felt the same way about me.

I don't remember how long we fucked, but the party was breaking up when we finally returned, looking a little sheepish as I was wrapped in one of Sylvia's bath robes. My discarded clothes were still on the table; well, most of them. My panties had disappeared. I guess someone somewhere had a souvenir of the night.

I picked my clothes up and left the room to get dressed. I bumped into Sylvia as I was returning. She asked me if I had enjoyed the evening. "What do you think?" I said with a grin. "Gill was so fucking hot afterwards; the sex was unbelievable. I can't wait to get home for more." She smiled. "Good for you, girl. I'm glad it went well. I think everyone seemed to enjoy the evening."

The following week it was as though we had found something new in each other. We just couldn't get enough of each other; in fact, I was having problems walking some mornings, but I wasn't complaining.

After one mind blowing session, we were wrapped in each others arms cooling down when Gill turned and looked at me. "Can I ask you a question?"

I nodded. "You know you can," I said, cuddling up to him.

"How did it feel stripping naked in front of everyone?"

We hadn't mentioned the card game since the party. I shrugged. "It was a little unreal."

"You enjoyed it though?"

"Enjoyed it? Fucking hell, yes. It was unbelievable: all our friends seeing me naked. God, I was so hot."

Gill smiled. "Don't I know it. And you have been so ever since."

I grinned and ran a hand over his chest lovingly. "I hope you aren't complaining?"

He shook his head. "No way. To tell you the truth," he said, lowering his voice, "it's always been a bit of a fantasy of mine to see other guys seeing you like that: naked!"

I hugged and kissed him tenderly. "Well, anytime," I said with a cheeky smile. "Just get a few of your mates in, and I'll do a little strip tease for you all."

He grinned and held me close. I could feel his hardness pressing into me, and I knew he was ready for more. God, I was loving this. The guy was insatiable. I rolled onto my back, spread my legs, and he eased himself between them. He located my entrance with practiced ease, and I wrapped my legs around him as he entered me once more.

Afterwards, I lay awake. Gill was sleeping contentedly by my side. I was thinking about how I could repeat the experience of the party. Gill was obviously up for it, and I certainly was.

The answer came in a telephone call from Mary who had been at the party. She had an idea, and she wondered after my performance at the party if I were up for it. She had been asked to put on a Christmas charity event for the company where her husband worked, and she had come up with the idea of a lingerie party. Well, it was coming up towards Christmas, and she thought it might be a good idea. Her husband worked for a finance house, and there were lots of guys earning big money.

I said it sounded fun, but I would have to check it out with Gill. I said I would call her back the next day. I spoke to Gill about it, and not surprisingly, he was all in favor, just as long as he got an invite. I said that was not a problem as I would not agree to do it if he weren't there with me. I called Mary the following day, and she said that it was not a problem.

She had mentioned it to a couple of the other women friends from the party already and they, too, had offered their services as models as long as their hubbies could come along.

On the morning of the charity event I was feeling quite excited about the whole thing. I showered and dressed carefully, but not before looking at myself in the long mirror dressed in just my underwear: a very brief outfit of a T backed thong and semi transparent bra. Well, guys, I thought as I looked at myself, cupping my breasts suggestively, you are all going to be in for a real treat this evening.

I met up with Mary and the other two, Sam and Miriam, at the offices of the finance house. We were shown around by the managing director's PA. She took us to a large comfortable room with a small stage at the far end. I presumed that this was where the show was to take place. Mary nodded when she saw the room. "This will be ideal," she said.

"There is another room just off the back of the stage," the girl explained, "that you can use as a dressing room, and I have put the maintenance staff on standby in case there is any thing you need setting up like seating and lighting."

Mary thanked her and said that everything looked fine. Just then the PA's phone buzzed. She excused herself and answered it; then she turned back to Mary. "The delivery from the lingerie company has arrived. I've told them to bring everything up to the dressing room."

Mary smiled and thanked her. "That's great. Now we can sort things out." The PA left, saying that coffee and cakes would be sent up for us, and if there were anything else, just contact her.

Two men in overalls came in and explained they were from maintenance. The three of us sat and talked between ourselves while Mary sorted out the seating plan and how she wanted the lighting set up. She would also need a podium and microphone for her to use.

We watched as a woman in her early forties, from the lingerie company, came in pushing a trolley on which were piled boxes. We went over and helped her to take the boxes through to the dressing room where she began to sort them out and place the items on racks she had brought with her.

As we began to examine some of the items, I suddenly felt warmth of excitement rise through my body. Most of the items were extremely revealing, and Miriam was even a little shocked by some of the more extreme ones.

She shook her head as she held up one outfit, a minute G string and a bra with only enough material in it to cover your nipples. "I couldn't wear this," she gasped. "Not in front of a room full of strangers. It would be just like being naked."

I smiled and took the skimpy outfit from her. "I think it's rather exciting," I said with a cheeky grin.

Mary joined us, and as we sorted through the whole selection, Miriam became even more concerned. "I don't think I can go through with this. I'm sorry to let you down, Mary, but I just couldn't."

There was no talking her around so in the end Mary reluctantly agreed to go along without her. I could see that Sam was not altogether happy, but she said she would stay. She did say that some of the outfits were just too skimpy for her to wear. I could see Mary was getting stressed out, but I put my arm around her shoulders. "You still have me, Mary," I said, hugging her. "I won't let you down. I'll wear anything or nothing; I'm up for it."

Sam and I, with the help of Vera, the woman from the lingerie company, spent the rest of the afternoon deciding which outfits we each would be wearing. I would be wearing the ones that Sam had rejected, but I didn't mind, for as the afternoon wore on, I was getting more and more excited about it.

Around four o'clock the PA returned to say that the Managing Director had invited us down to the management dining room for a meal before the show started. John Clarkson greeted us with a smile as we entered the dining room. He insisted we call him JC. I was a little surprised to see how young he was: mid to late forties I guessed. He was well built with a shock of blond hair and a tanned complexion.

He chatted interestingly throughout the meal, and thanked us for putting on the show, saying he was looking forward to it, and hoped we raised a lot of money for the charity. The meal was very nice and was accompanied by some very good wine. I noticed with a smile that he kept topping up Sam and my glasses. Maybe Mary had spoken to him and he didn't want any more defections. By the time we returned to the event room, I for one was feeling a little light headed, and I was pleased to see that Sam was looking far more relaxed.

In the room everything was ready. Two rows of chairs had been set up leaving an aisle that led up to the stage. The stage had been set up as cat walk. The maintenance men showed Mary how to use the lights. A bright spotlight illuminated the center of the stage, and then a series of floor lights could be brought up to illuminated the cat walk. It all looked very professional.

We went through into the dressing room where we found a bottle of Champers residing in an ice bucket. A note said it was a present from JC. He was really going in for overkill. If we downed that, neither of us would be too worried about what we were wearing and who was watching. We sat down with Mary and Vera and went through the program. Vera had numbered all the outfits, and it was just a case of slipping out of one and into another. She told us she would have each one ready for us as we came off. We had decided earlier that we would both wear hold ups and heels. Vera said it would look sexy and I agreed.

Outside, we heard the room beginning to fill up. We glanced through and saw the room filling up with men. I spotted Gill, glass of wine in hand, chatting with Sam's husband. Mary went out front to get things underway, and Vera passed us our first two outfits. She also handed us a couple of loose wraps, explaining that it might be more fitting to wear these over the outfits. "Just use them to tease," she suggested with a smile.

Sam started off the show with a matching black lace bra and briefs, and she came back smiling. "They seem a really nice crowd. I'm feeling a lot better now the first one's over."

I took my cue from Mary and strolled out in a matching white outfit allowing the loose wrap to drape open. I posed for a moment in the spotlight; then as the cat walk lights came on, I dropped the wrap off my shoulders and walked slowly down the cat walk confidently thrusting my breasts forward.. I saw JC nod and smile as I passed him, and Gill, who was sitting on the second row, gave me a big grin and thumbs up.

Everyone in the room had been given an order form to fill in. All they had to do was to tick the items they wanted to purchase. And I saw several writing on their forms as I did my second journey down the cat walk.

With each change of outfit, the items became a little more revealing, and with each trip, I began to feel more excited. You could almost feel the expectations and the temperature rising in the room.

The last item I wore before the interval was a red camisole trimmed with black lace. It was a little on the large size, but Vera assured me that it looked okay. The problem was that when I slipped my arms out of the wrap, one of the camisoles straps slipped from my shoulder, and as I began my walk down the cat walk, I felt it slipping further down my arm. I guess I could have easily readjusted it, but I was feeling mischievous and just allowed it to slip even further. At the end of my first walk, I allowed the wrap to fall off completely leaving me just wearing the camisole. Now as I walked, the loose top slid down even further revealing the swell of my breast. At last it was hanging on only by my already extended nipple. Around me I could see the expectant looks on the guy's faces. Most of the darker areola surrounding my nipple was already on view. I knew it wouldn't take much to dislodge it. I posed for a moment at the end of the cat walk, and then did a quick turn. I felt my breasts sway with the movement of my body, and then the camisole top dislodged itself and my breast was exposed to everyone. I continued my slow walk back to the stage enjoying the looks and watching the faces of the men on either side of me. Back on the stage I stooped to pick up my discarded wrap, and in doing so allowed the other strap to become dislodged. As I stood up the camisole fell down around my waist revealing me naked from the waist up.

I left the stage with a smile and a wave amid loud applause.

We opened the Champers during the interval, and Mary came back and joined us. She said she was very pleased so far, and hoped she we had managed to get her a lot of orders.

During the second half, Sam got into the swing of things. I think the Champers helped. She even decided to wear some of the more revealing outfits, and admitted when she came off that it was quite exciting displaying herself that way.

By the end of the evening, we were both feeling the effects of displaying our near naked bodies to a roomful of guys. Vera suggested as a finale a rather naughty auction where a pair of the revealing bikinis that Miriam had balked at wearing would be auctioned off to the highest bidder. The thing was we would be wearing them at the time, and then she said that the person who bid the highest would not only win the bikini, but would have the pleasure of removing them.

I saw the look on Sam's face. She was shocked and unsure about that, but I loved the idea. The thought of being stripped completely naked in front of all those guys was awesome. "Come on," I said. "It's all in a good cause. They've seen most of you already. You can't back out now."

"I'm not sure how my hubby will like it," she said. "He was okay about me being seen in the undie's, but totally naked is something else."

I smiled. "Well, if you get the same reaction as I got after my little show at Sylvia's party, you'll not regret it. Gill was rampant for a week after that."

In the end, still with some reluctance, she agreed. Mary was thrilled with the idea. She was well pleased with the orders she had already received, knowing that she could make a big donation to her charity but this could be the icing on the cake.

The two of us eased ourselves into the bikinis, and I had to admit that they did not leave a lot to the imagination. The bikini tops were difficult to keep in place, and it only needed the slightest movement for a nipple to become exposed.

There was loud applause when Mary went back to the podium and announced the auction. There was even louder applause when we walked out on the stage. She asked us to both walk down the cat walk to let everybody see what they would be bidding for, and when we returned, she asked for the first bid. I couldn't believe how fast the bids went. I guessed it wasn't just the bikinis they really wanted; it was the thought of removing them.

I had agreed with Mary to be first, and I was quite excited when mine was knocked down to JC himself for a considerable sum. There was loud applause all around when he stood up and came over to the stage. He handed a check over to Mary, then turned to me. "This I'm really going to enjoy," he said with a smile, reaching around me to unclasp the tiny bra top. The top slipped away and he waved it in the air amid cheers. Then he knelt down in front of me, and taking the ties at the side of the bikini in each hand, he tugged. I couldn't believe the feeling as the bikini fell away revealing my bare pussy to his close inspection and to the rest of the men in the room.

"Absolutely delightful," he said, rising to his feet. And I was startled as the back of his hand lightly rubbed over my bare pussy mound. I was not sure if it was done accidentally, but it certainly excited me.

I stood to the side as Sam's bikini was auctioned off. I smiled as the bidding was concluded and an excited elderly man hurried forward and divested her of it, amid applause from the rest of the room. Then JC stood up and called for silence. He thanked Mary and the two of us for an exciting evening, and informed everyone that drinks would be served to everyone in the board room. I didn't want to hurry away as I was enjoying the experience of being naked surrounded by so many strangers. I saw Gill and Sam's husband pushing their way through the throng towards us. "Great night," Gill enthused, and then introduced me to Kevin, Sam's hubby.

He nodded to me. "It's nice to meet you again, Laura, but why is it every time we meet you end up with no clothes on?" He grinned. "And this time you have even managed to get Sam naked as well."

We looked around at Sam who was now looking a little embarrassed in the presence of her husband.

JC came over and joined us. He thanked the guys for letting us do the show. "You two have a great pair of wives," he said. "Are you coming through for a drink?"

Gill looked at me and I shrugged. "I'm game if you are; the night's still young."

I looked over at Sam. "How about you two?"

She looked at Kevin. "I think we need to get home," she said.

I smiled. "I know the feeling," and I laughed as she blushed.

JC nodded. "Thanks again, Kevin. I'll see you get something extra in your paycheck at the end of the month, but be sure you pass it along to this little lady," he said smiling at Sam.

Sam moved off to get changed, and I was about to follow her when JC stopped me. "Do you really have to?" he asked looking me up and down,

I looked questioningly at Gill. He shrugged. "You'd prefer it if I came along like this?" I asked.

JC nodded. "Yes, and I'm sure everyone else would."

I grinned. "Okay, let's go," I said linking my arm through his.

There were a couple of dozen guys in the board room, and I got a rousing round of applause as I walked in with JC. All the guys were very friendly and eager to chat with me, and it felt wonderful being naked surrounded by so many guys. I could see by the look on Gill's face that he was also enjoying the sight of me displaying myself naked to the members of the company's senior management and their special clients.

As I sipped champagne and chatted amicably with the guests, I knew that when we at last returned to our own place I would be well rewarded for making it such a pleasurable evening for everyone.

I hope you enjoyed my latest little Christmas offering, I would like to thank all my many readers for their support over the last year and wish them all a very happy Christmas and a healthy and wealthy New Year for 2011.

I'm sure m many heroin's will be around to entertain you all in the New Year with many more erotic tales of their sexy adventures. Pleas don't hesitate to contact me I love hearing from you all and thanks again. Laura.