Watching Her Bloom - Some More!

'Don't worry, don't worry,' I reassured them. 'She'll be back in a minute, but when she comes into the room, I want you all to try and keep as quiet as possible. You'll see why. Now, enjoy the food and I'll get you another drink.' I went to the drinks cabinet and got 4 more cans of beer while I had a big glass of red wine. We chatted some more, but my stomach was churning as to how the evening would progress...or not, as the case may be!

If Diana wanted to have some more fun, then I was only too pleased to let it progress. But I was never going to make her do anything that she wasn't comfortable with, so we would just have to see how things went. It was at least 10 more minutes, and then I could hear her coming down the stairs and then there was a soft tap on the lounge door. The moment of truth! I went to the door and slid into the hall, closing the door behind me again.

Struth! It's a good job the central heating was on at full blast, because Di had changed her outfit and had obviously touched up her make-up. She looked stunning.

'Do I look like a naughty girl, lover boy?' she said so innocently. She knew she was making me so randy and excited, and I really wanted to fuck her there and then at the bottom of the stairs. But I wasn't going to say anything else now because she was the 'naughty girl,' and I was going to lead her into the hot cauldron of the lounge where the guests were waiting.

She had taken off her yellow jumper and replaced it with an almost see-through, thin white shirt with buttons from top to bottom. She had also taken off her hose and was bare legged, and all the poppers on the brown suede skirt were open apart from the one at the waist which held the skirt together. To make it even more daring.....and mouth watering,,....... she had opened the top three buttons of the shirt, clearly showing her wonderful breasts squeezed up together in the tiny, white bra.

And her tummy and stomach were naked also!! She had undone the bottom three buttons of the shirt and tied the flaps of the shirt together, right under her breasts, so that her bare tummy was on display right down to the little skirt which hung provocatively low on her firm hips. God, what a sight.....this was so tantalising and, coupled with the little skirt that was opening at the tops of her thighs each time she moved, she was really pushing the envelop.

I could only just look her up and down with terrible lust and agree.

'You look like the worst sort of naughty girl, and I've already told you what happens to naughty girls, haven't I? And if anything happens, it's because you have let it happen, you sexy devil. OK? If you are not happy with anything, you just say so quite clearly, and I will ask the guests to leave. Otherwise, we'll see what happens,' and I gave her a big kiss again before she replied.

'I think you probably need this, don't you, big boy,' and I suddenly noticed a little piece of black material hanging from Di's finger. 'This is what happens to naughty girls, isn't it?' and she grinned again. She was really buzzing. In her hand was a black, velvet blindfold which I took from her, and then I gently placed it over her eyes, pulling the elastic round the back of her blonde hair. I had thought about using a scarf, but Di had obviously had it all worked out in her mind. I took a deep breath, held her hand tightly and then opened the door to the lounge.

As we entered, I lowered the lights with the 'fader' switch and the room fell silent....apart from some sharp intakes of breath at what they were seeing. I walked Diana slowly to the centre of the room and stood her under the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling. Then I went to the hi-fi at the end of the room and put on some soft music.

The room was electric for minutes as nobody said anything, but each guest was taking in the vision that they never expected to see. This gorgeous Texas woman, now blindfolded, was wearing a shirt that revealed a huge expanse of her breasts and most of her stomach, and a miniscule skirt that hung low on her hips, and was split down her thigh and held together with just one button at her waist. She also still wore her fuck-me high-heel shoes.

I wanted to try and prolong the suspense as long as I could, and just let them all drink in this wonderful sight. They all nervously took sips from their beers and then I spoke over the soft music.

'So this is Diana, gentlemen. Looks good, doesn't she?' The men didn't want to speak as I had asked, but there was a lot of 'ummms' and 'ahhhhs' of delighted appreciation from around the room.

'Say hello to our guests, Diana, please.'

'Hello guys,' Di replied with a wonderful smile on her face. 'I hope you're pleased with the way your hostess looks. I suppose you're ready for your New Year kiss, are you?' There was a lot more excited fidgeting and coughing.

'Not so fast, lady,' I interrupted. 'First, I think all our guests should all sit on one side of the room, to make things a lot easier.' I indicated to the men to try and get over to one side. Ned and Jimmy were sat on the sofa, so Jed and Tony, the younger men, grabbed a dining chair each, and moved to either end of the sofa. This was perfect. The 4 men were now in a straight line at the side of the room, with Di still standing in the middle of the room, facing them. I carried on.

'You've been a naughty tease to these men over Christmas, and again tonight, haven't you, Diana?'

'Have I? I'm really sorry.......I hoped they enjoyed it, but I know I've been a naughty girl and......and.......!'

'And what happens to naughty girls who tease, and want a kiss under the mistletoe.....especially naughty girls from Texas?' The 4 guys couldn't believe their luck at seeing my gorgeous wife going through this sexy charade in front of them, and I could almost see their cocks beginning to stir in their trousers. Ned, the fisherman, even had a sly stroke of his zipper. Di was obviously loving it.

'Naughty girls from Texas have their little ol' bottoms spanked, I think. Oh God, big boy, is that what happens to them.' More gulps from the audience. 'And do they get to have their kisses under the mistletoe?' she teased again.

'We'll have to see, young lady,' I went on. 'I think we would all want to see that lovely bottom we are talking about. Turn round, please, Diana!' Slowly, she moved that 5' bundle of sexual fantasy around until she had her back to the guests.

'Now, would you be kind enough to show us, Diana? Would you lift your skirt until we can see what you have underneath?'

'Ummmm....I have been a naughty girl, haven't I,' but her hands went to her hips and began to slowly inch the suede skirt up until her firm, hard cheeks came into view. It was wonderful and there were four mouths hanging limply, not daring to speak or move.

'Higher, please, Diana.' Without hesitation, Di lifted the skirt higher, until it was right above her waist, and the little strip of white thong could be seen disappearing between the cheeks of her wonderful ass.

'Is this where I get spanked, Sir? Right on my lil' 'ol bottom?' The teasing was extraordinary.......as though she was begging and pleading to please.

'That's exactly right, lady. Right on the cheeks of your ass! But now turn round again and let go of the skirt.' She turned back to face the guests and allowed the skirt to settle again on her thighs. She still looked fabulous, and I could see each man waiting for the next move.

'Diana, I think we all understand what may have to happen to you, don't we, if you continue to be a big tease? Now, I suppose you would like your New Year kisses, would you?' She dipped her head towards the floor in a coy manner but stood in such a way that the skirt split right open to show off the insides of her delectable thighs.

'Oh, yes Sir, that would be nice.'

'Well, there are certain rules, young lady, before we can begin, so you must agree to them. OK?'

'I'll try, Sir.'

Ned, Jimmy, Jed and Tony will all have a letter each...A, B, C or D. We'll only use their letters to identify them. Right? And.......young lady....... and this is important......you will hold your hands behind your back at all times......otherwise I will tie them behind your back. Understand?'

'Oh, that's not fair, Sir. What if.......' but I interrupted her.

'No 'what ifs,' young lady. You keep your hands behind your back, and you will be allowed to kiss the person you choose for only 30 seconds. Do you understand that, also?'

'Just 30 seconds? God, Sir........I'm only just warming up after 30 seconds, and......'

'That's enough now,' I chastised her. 'No more talking and in a moment, I'll ask you to choose a letter.' Christ, was Diana really getting into the mood of this......and so was I! I looked at the 4 men, all agog with anticipation, and read out the 4 letters, pointing at each one in turn. They all nodded their heads, so we all seemed quite clear what was going on. I took a huge gulp of my red wine and I sat down in an armchair.

'Right Diana, choose a letter, keep your hands behind your back and you have 30 seconds.'

'Umm,' she smiled. 'Isn't this exciting? I think I'll choose....ummmm......D for Diana.' It was Jed, one of the young men sat at the end of the line. He got up quietly, and made his way to the centre of the room, looking quite embarrassed, but just as eager. He reached Di and gently slipped his hand around her blonde hair. Then he gave her a little peck on her waiting lips, but they were both quick to want much more. Jed held her head firmly and the next kiss was totally different.

Di opened her mouth and Jed's other big hand went round her naked waist and held her fully while his mouth joined hers and the tongue fighting began. There was no shame as their faces mashed against one another, and Jed ran his hand all round her waist and across her tummy.

Being the first, Jed probably didn't want to push the boundaries and his hand only stayed above Di's waist and didn't even delve into her gaping shirt, but all too soon, his 30 seconds were over and I called time. He went back to his seat and Di stood there licking her lips and grinning like a cat.

'Are you sure I have to keep my hands behind my back, Sir' she asked with a pleading voice.

'Absolutely...or I'll tie them. Now, another letter please, you teasing minx!'

'B please.' B was Jimmy, one of the fishermen. He rubbed his hands together, took off his jacket and made his way to Di. He had a job not to speak, he was so excited, but he immediately wrapped both arms around her body and began to French kiss her waiting mouth. One of his hands went straight over her ass and he began to stroke the firm cheeks through the material. His other hand was on her ribs, just under the tied shirt and I could see his thumb creep inside the open shirt to rub over the flowery bra.

Jimmy was trying to eat Diana, and his hands did their best to delve onto the forbidden areas of skin, but Diana just let the exploration continue and kept her mouth working full blast with her tongue. Again, the time flew by and I shouted 30 seconds. Jimmy was dripping with sweat as he returned to his seat.

C was her next choice and Ned, the other fisherman, went to the centre of the room. He seemed to be taking his time, but knew exactly what he wanted. He ran his finger straight down the middle between Di's stunning breasts while his other hand went round the back of her body and underneath the brown skirt. At the same time, his mouth went to her waiting lips and I watched them engage in another animalistic kiss.

Ned obviously had his hand on her bare ass and was pulling her in to his body, right against his hard crutch. There was no doubt that Di could feel his cock as she was held against him and then, suddenly, Ned's mouth went down her chest, kissing the flesh all the way, until he was able to settle his teeth onto one of Di's hard nipples pushing against her bra.

I heard her sigh and moan as Ned nibbled and bit gently on the material holding her nipple and, all the time, his hands were squeezing and caressing the bare cheeks of her ass. Di was turned on, no doubt about it, but I played it fair and called time after the 30 seconds. Things were hotting up and there was no sign of any complaints from my wife. Quite the opposite, in fact!

'A is the last one, so 30 seconds Mr A.' I said and Tony, the other young man, rose from his seat and silently went to Di's figure. He had watched Ned enjoy running his hands and tongue all over Di's ass and breasts, and this probably gave him dutch courage, because he ran his finger down her face gently and, as he towered over her little 5' frame, one hand went between the slit of her little skirt while the other hand went to her bra and slid inside.

He kissed her mouth gently, but the hand on her bra went inside the cup and eased her magnificent breast out into the open, above the crumpled cup. Then his mouth went straight to the rigid nipple, beginning to suck and lick, like it was a lollipop. We all watched intently as Di allowed her breast to be suckled but his other hand was also enjoying exploring. It was inside Di's skirt, at the front, and I could see movement between her legs which were slightly apart.

Again, Di began to sigh and groan with erotic lust and her legs even moved apart a little more. Tony kept up the gentle assault, his mouth attached like glue to her thick nipple, while his fingers obviously toyed with her little thong. It was riveting!

I didn't know whether to extend the time, just to see what would happen, but I thought that would be unfair, especially as I wanted Di to let things happen at her own speed, so I called time and Tony reluctantly unhanded her body and went back to his seat.

We all watched the luscious woman try and compose herself again, sliding her breast back into her bra, but she was obviously flustered and excited, still breathing heavily, and back to smiling mischievously again.

'Well, young lady,' I spoke from my armchair, 'We all think you were a real tease there, and perhaps we think you don't deserve anymore kisses. What do you think, little Texas lady?'

'Oh my God, that's not fair, Sir. I had my hands behind my back, like you said, and I only got to kiss for 30 seconds. I wasn't naughty at all, but if you all think I was a little 'ol tease, then perhaps you should decide what should happen to me next! But I think I deserve some more kisses, Sir.....I was just beginning to enjoy them! Why don't you ask the guests if I deserve some more.'

I didn't need to ask the guests. Diana knew she was playing with fire...my fire, but she also knew that she could more or less do what she wanted.....and I would love it, and egg her on. And there was no doubt that the four guests wanted it to go on. So, here goes, I thought.

'What did we say, then, about little girls who were naughty and teased?'

'She would get her bottom spanked, Sir.......but only if she can have some more kisses as a reward!' My God, she was definitely up for it, and my cock in my trousers was also up for it, as were the other 4 cocks, I suspect. So, I went a bit further.

'OK, young lady. If you are going to get a spanking, I think you'll have to bend over one of these chairs, and I think that shirt of yours is likely to get in the way. So, would you mind slipping it off for us. She smiled and took a deep breath, still with the velvet blindfold in place. I think she realised there was no turning back now.

Slowly, and very sensuously, Diana undid all of the shirt buttons and slid the garment down her arms and let it fall to the floor. Her little bra was only just able to cope with those wonderful breasts as we all devoured the sight of them spilling over the cups.

'And the skirt will be in the way, too,' I said, my voice trying to sound firm but jumpy with anticipation. Without hesitation, but with teasing movement of her hands, she ran her fingers along the waist of the skirt, slowly undoing the one button holding the item together. Once the button was open, Di seductively moved the waist-band apart, so we could all see that stunning figure come into view, and then the skirt joined the shirt on the floor.

There were sighs and gulps of appreciation from all the chairs as we saw those wonderful charms dressed in just high heels, a little bra that cupped formidable tits, and a tiny, white thong that had difficulty in covering a luscious, bare vagina. Her feet were not stretched apart, but they weren't closed completely, either. This woman knew how to stand seductively and even I had to adjust my trousers, so God knows what it was doing for the other 4. Her tanned legs and torso looked really inviting against the white of the underwear, and I knew we had to move on.

Did I want to see anymore? Did Di want anymore? Would this develop until it was out of control? I think it was out of control already, but I just couldn't stop this roller coaster from bringing to life all my fantasies, and the seductive way that my wife was reacting to each situation left me in no doubt that she loved being the centre of attention and wanted the evening to continue.

By now, the snow was getting thicker on the ground outside, so what better way to enjoy the cold night? It was certainly hot in here, and now I would make it hotter...or at least, Di would!

I stood up and took a dining chair to the centre of the room. Then I held Di's arm and moved her behind the chair, so that her back was to the group.

'There's the chair, young lady. I want you to lean over the chair and put your hands on the seat in front.' She still was wearing the blindfold and I put a cushion on the top of the chair to protect her skin from the bare wood, but then I eased her body over the chair so that her waist and legs were on one side, and her head, hands and breasts were leant over the other side.

The 4 guests were looking at that scrumptious ass, the short, shapely legs and the little strip of white thong that disappeared between the cheeks of the delectable bottom. I tried to make it even more seductive by telling Diana,

'Over some more, young lady. Reach over further,' and I held her waist and moved her over the chair a little further, so that her legs were stretched and her high heels were only just able to touch the floor behind her. God, did her body look inviting! Her hands were resting on the seat of the chair quite comfortably, and Diana seemed to be relaxed with no murmurs of complaint! Her ass was shining like two moons in a dark sky and the fidgeting from the guests told its own story.

'So, you naughty Texas girl. How many smacks on that bottom of yours do you think you deserve?'

'Oh Sir. I don't think I deserve too many on my lil 'ol bottom......but if you are going to spank me, then I think I deserve more lovely kisses.......with no time limit any more, and I think my hands should be free the next time. I think that's only fair, Sir.' She really wanted more, she really wanted to let herself go........and she was prepared to let herself be spanked in front of our guests.

'We'll have to see, young lady.' I ran my hand over her naked bottom, and slyly slid a finger between her legs. She was wet....God, was she wet! My wife had engineered this sexual evening, and she was determined to give me something to remember for ever! I put my hand into the centre of her back, rubbed her bottom once more and then.....

'Smackkkk!' My hand went across both cheeks reasonably hard and I heard a little 'ooh!' from her voice. I did it again, and then two or three more in rapid succession. She groaned and sighed beautifully and I saw her feet just inch apart a little. From this position, the 4 men had a wonderful view of Di's body, particularly her ass.

I smacked her again, perhaps a half dozen times, and her bottom was beginning to glow and redden just a little. I rubbed it and caressed it and felt between her legs once more, and I could see her breasts heave beautifully. She was now in such an erotic state, I think I could have smacked her for hours without complaint. I stood back to admire my work and looked at Ned, the fisherman. I nodded silently to him and we both quietly exchanged places. Would Diana recognise the change?