Chapter 42

We relaxed a while then Lana and Elke went to clean up. Outside you could hear the frequent rumbling of heavy trucks hauling away building debris.

They came from the bathroom, freshened up, long hair combed perfectly. Lana went to her bag, taking out some folded blue material and shaking it to fluff it up. She slipped in on over her head, and it clung to her sensual-looking body. Her sexy dress was unbuttoned as low as her other one and just as short. The light blue easily showed the darker mound of her breasts.

Lana picked up her peach-coloured dress and placed it over Elke’s head. My eyes widened as it formed to her luscious-looking body. Her tits were a little larger than Lana’s, straining against the thin material to escape their encloseure. Her nipples hardened with arousal they stuck out proudly. The hem was identically short to Lana’s dress, and they raised their hems a few inches to show me their bare pussies.

My wife came to me, and we embraced. As we kissed, I slid my hand inside her dress to feel her left tit, my right hand going under the short hem to caress her bare ass cheek. I felt her hand go under my shirt and release my cock and balls from my shorts.

Elke replaced Lana in my arms. I kissed her, a hand inside her dress to feel her left tit. My hand found her bare ass under her short hem, and I felt her hand caress my cock. My wife joined us for a three-way kiss and hug. She and Elke went to their knees, alternating sucking on me.

“Je bent trots op ons lichaam in onze sexy jurken, we zijn trots op je lul en ballen die vrouwen misschien zien.”

“You are proud of our bodies in our sexy dresses, we are proud of your cock and balls women might see.”

We walk past the indoor restaurant out the front door. The warm afternoon sun greeted us, along with many enjoying a drink or meal on the cafe terrace. Eyes turned to the two women holding my hands. The international sound of a man seeing a hot, sexy woman was a wolf whistle, and there were several appreciative men.

“Those two prostitutes must have cost you a pretty penny!” I heard one guy jokingly say to me.

“They aren’t prostitutes,” I replied, stopping. I could see three pairs of eyes stripping and fucking my girls.

“If they aren’t hookers, then they must be sluts or whores that let you fuck them for free. You’ll never see a woman wearing such a revealing dress unless they advertise what they have to offer,” another added.

“This beauty in the blue dress is my wife. And this other beauty is, strangely, is also my wife.”

“Two wives, that can’t possibly be legal!”

“Who says it has to be legal?” I smiled as my arms went around their hips.

“Hij is mijn man. He my husband,” Lana smiled. She eyed the three looking at her in her skimpy dress.

“Hij is ook mijn man. He also my husband,” Elke said, going along with the ruse.

“I bet you have a lot of fun keeping them satisfied.”

“I do enjoy fucking my wives, especially from behind as she licks the other’s pussy,” I boasted.

“You lucky bastard!” The third one said.

I figured they were too interested looking at Lana and Elke in their revealing dresses to see my low-hanging balls and the tip of my cock below the hem of my shirt.

We began our walk with the blast of truck horns seeing the girls with me. Our stroll took us again to the pond park where there were several people feeding ducks and pigeons. Men gazed at my girls wearing a next-to-nothing dress. Several prudish women shielded their child from looking at us. I knew my balls were hanging low, the edge of my shirt brushing against the head of my cock with each stride.

We sat on the same bench, where Lana place her leg over mine, fully exposing her bare pussy. Elke did the same, and I happily fingered two pussies as Elke revealed my growing cock. I looked at each other as I licked my fingers then they licked the opposite one from their pussy.

Lana took my book, finding the words to say,” You, Elke, walk.” She said the same to her, and Elke stood, smiling and taking my hand. “Remember Elke is wife.” I nodded, embracing her, a kiss and hand inside her dress to feel her tit.

I figured we didn’t know what it was like for someone to see us walking together and wanting to look at us. She adjusted the opening of her dress, almost revealing her nipples. We held hands that in a few steps was our arms around the other.

“Lana is een zeer gelukkige vrouw met zo’n echtgenoot die trots is op haar lichaam. Ik zou ook van jou genieten als mijn echtgenoot, mijn vorm waarderen in zo’n sexy, onthullende jurk. Ik zou je bijna elke dag verwelkomen als je me neukt, en mogelijk een baby bij jou.”

“Lana is a very lucky wife to have such a husband proud of her body. I would also enjoy you as my husband, appreciating my shape in such a sexy, revealing dress. I would welcome you fucking me most every day, and possibly a baby with you.”