Hypno-tricked Wives Part 6b ("You canÕt cheat an honest woman.") M/F NC Voy The last set-up would be the best, Jason promised. But it would have to take place out of town so Linda wouldnÕt worry about being seen by anyone she knew. And weÕd all want to bring high powered binoculars. Pre-season football had begun, and Jason told Brian to insist they go to one of the Friday night high school games about a half an hour away. Brain was supposed to tell Linda heÕd heard about one of the running backs and wanted to watch him play while it was still warm at night. As with all of JasonÕs plans, it was fairly simple. The first part of things would happen in the stands, and weÕd watch from the stands on the opposite side. Then if things went well, there was a private area behind the schoolÕs utility complex. Of course, Linda wouldnÕt know about the second part. All sheÕd know was that this was her last ÔpaymentÕ. If she did what she was told, the whole thing would be over and sheÕd hear about it again. Her instructions were to sit in the stands with Brian, catch the attention of one or more men, and give them a few wide open up-the-skirt views. She didnÕt know, of course, that Brian would conveniently not notice. Then at half time, she had to give the man sheÕd flashed a sealed envelope. Jason told her sheÕd find the envelope in her mailbox on Thursday, but if she opened it before it was time, Brian would know all about her bachelorette party fling by Saturday morning. When Jerry and I arrived at the stadium that Friday, we saw that sheÕd obeyed the first part of her instructions. She and Brian were seated about twenty rows up, with her on the aisle. She wore a light-weight beige jacket, partially open to show a peach colored blouse. Her skirt was dark brown, and just long enough to cover her knees as she sat. She was wearing open-back casual shoes, and kept her feet flat on the ground, her knees together, but her feet apart. It was a clever way to comply with the instructions. She appeared to be sitting modestly from above, but anyone who cared to look could see under her legs and up the skirt for a moment or two as they climbed the bleacher stairs. She knew she had to attract an audience, and she probably thought the little preview she was offering might do the trick. She was right. Every male climbing those stairs managed a quick glance, but most were either with a group of people, or a wife or girlfriend, and had to continue up the stairs. She finally got her audience when a couple of teenage guys climbed the stairs looking for a seat. Both of them noticed her sitting there, and took in all they could without an obvious stare. I couldnÕt tell for sure, but it looked as though sheÕd opened up more for them than anyone else whoÕd passed by. I looked at Jason, and I could tell he was thinking the same thing I was. Linda might have decided a couple of teens would be safer than a grown man. TheyÕd gone two or three rows past her when they stopped, exchanged a few words and headed back down. There were some empty seats two rows below her, and the boys took them. I donÕt know if sheÕd noticed them on their way up, but her eyes followed them now as they sat down. They were talking to each other, grinning and taking turns with a quick look over their shoulders at her. Show time. The game started but we kept our binoculars on Linda. The two teens below her got involved in the game, but they hadnÕt forgotten about the lady wearing a skirt two rows up. They took turns glancing back to check her out, probably hoping sheÕd get excited about the game and open those knees a little. One of them wore a baseball cap, so Jason, Jerry and I began to refer to him as ÔCapÕ. We called the other one ÔVestÕ because he was wearing a hunting vest. For a while it looked as though Linda couldnÕt make herself go through with it. She never even glanced at the boys, and her knees stayed pressed together. From the expression on her face, we could tell she was tense. Maybe she was arguing back and forth with herself about doing it or not. Or maybe sheÕd decided she had to do it, but couldnÕt get up the courage to actually open up her legs when one of them was watching. It was just before half time, and my arms were beginning to ache from holding those binoculars up. But the ache disappeared when Linda finally got her courage up. Her fan club had pretty much given up on her, hardly looking back at her at all. So when the guy with the cap took a glance, she moved fast to keep his attention. She leaned across BrianÕs lap, as though looking for something in his jacket pocket, and when she did, she moved her right leg toward him but kept the left on where it was. The angle was just right for the kid two rows down, and he found himself looking straight up her skirt. The gap between her knees was about a foot or so, and her panty crotch was in clear view. He tapped his friend on the shoulder, and now the two of them looked back at her. LindaÕs attention was focused on Brian, so the boys didnÕt worry about her catching them as they stared up her legs. It was pretty obvious sheÕd not only decided to do it, but to do it well enough to make sure whoever was sending her these damn instructions would be satisfied. She took a few seconds more patting BrianÕs pocket, and then poked him lightly in the ribs. When he laughed and poked her back, she slid her left foot out to brace herself. One more poke from Brian, and Linda held her hand up for mercy. The poking match was over, and she straightened up, still looking at Brian, but without moving her feet back together. It was the beaver shot to end them all. During the poking, sheÕd slid forward to the edge of the bench, and now as she sat up again with her knees wide open, she completely exposed the front of her panties. The two teens sat open-mouthed, staring up her skirt at the sheer, taughtly stretched fabric covering her pussy mound, the shadow of her pubic hair, the beginning swell of her ass cheeks and the crevice between them. Our binoculars gave Jason, Jerry and I a good view from across the field, but nothing compared to what those boys were feasting their eyes on. She held her legs open that way for another 15 or 20 seconds, and then shifted position again, closing up the view. Soon after that, the game reached half time. The three of us left the stands and headed for the utility building. As planned, Brian told Linda he thought heÕd seen a friend in the crowd, and wanted to look for him. Linda told him she wanted something from the refreshment stand and that sheÕd meet him back in their seats for the second half. Of course, Brian knew that isnÕt what she wanted at all. She was following part two of her instructions, and Brian knew exactly what they were. They both stood up and headed down the stairs. When they reached the bottom, Linda walked off toward the refreshment stand, and Brian watched her go for a few moments. When she was out of site, he worked his way through the crowd and joined us behind the utility building. >From where we were, we could see Linda standing at the back of the crowd near the refreshment stand. Of course, she didnÕt know exactly what was coming next, but the expression on her face told us she wasnÕt happy about her situation, no matter what was in store. She watched the crowd, and when the boys finally showed up, she walked over to them, envelope in hand, and offered it to the one with the cap. Both of them recognized her right away, and they looked at each other nervously as she approached. They were probably worried she was going to turn them in or something. When she offered the envelope to them, their expressions changed from nervousness to confusion. The one with the cap on shook his head, as though telling her it wasnÕt his, but when she put it in his hands, he took it and opened it. This is what he read: ÒSheÕs lost a bet. She canÕt say ÔnoÕ to anything you ask for the next 25 minutes. Try it. Tell her to walk over behind the utility building. Then follow her. P.S. She doesnÕt know what this note says. Show it to her.Ó The two boys read the note, put their heads together for a moment, and then handed it back to Linda. I donÕt know what they were thinking, probably wondering if there was some kind of trap waiting for them behind the shed, but it was pretty clear what Linda was thinking. She was furious. She turned her head in every direction, as though looking for whoever had written the note. She was so obviously angry that the boys stepped back a bit and talked with each other again. But LindaÕs anger probably helped convince them there wasnÕt a trap behind the utility building. There was a golden opportunity for some fun if they had the guts to go for it. It wasnÕt long before the one with the vest stepped close to Linda, said something and nodded his head toward the utility building. She was still angry, and when she answered, she almost butted heads with him. But then, after a long scowl at both of them, she turned and walked toward the shed. My cock gave a quiver, and IÕll bet BrianÕs did more than that. His lovely wife was headed straight for us! We stepped back into the cover of some trees and waited. It didnÕt take long for the three of them to reach the shed, and when they walked behind it, we could hear the anger in LindaÕs voice. ÒJust donÕt think youÕre going to get all carried away here, boys,Ó she said. ÒThis is mostly a joke and....well, youÕd better behave or thereÕll be hell to pay, IÕll tell you that.Ó ÒIf itÕs a joke, then how come youÕre back here with us,Ó asked Vest. ÒBecause I have to go along with the joke. But that doesnÕt mean you can.....Ó ÒThe note says you canÕt say ÔnoÕ,Ó said Cap, beginning to be less intimidated by her anger. ÒUhuh. Well you heard what I said.Ó Linda had nerve, IÕll give her that. Her instructions didnÕt say anything about not giving the guys a hard time, and she was doing it in spades. ÒSo what if I told you to unzip your jacket,Ó asked Cap. ÒThe note says youÕd have to do it.Ó There was a long moment of silence. And then slowly, with fingers that seemed to have trouble gripping the zipper, Linda undid her jacket. The effect on both boys was immediate. Their confidence rose, and they stepped closer to her. ÒAnd what if I told you to unbutton that blouse,Ó asked Vest. Linda looked him straight in the eye, but the hard edge was gone. ÒIÕd ask you not to,Ó she said. ÒYeh, but I think I really want you to,Ó said Vest. ÒNow.Ó ÒOr maybe you need some help,Ó Cap said. ÒMaybe I should unbutton one or two of Ôem for you.Ó With that, Cap put both hands at the top of LindaÕs blouse. He let them rest there for a moment, and when she didnÕt slap them away, he unbuttoned the top two buttons. A grin that wasnÕt exactly boyish spread over his face. ÒThink you can take it from there?Ó he asked, and when she didnÕt say anything, he slid both hands down to cup her breasts. ÒIÕd sure like to see these. They feel great. I bet they look even greater. What do they look like? I mean the nipples. Tell me. Have you got those big kind, or the small pointy ones. I want you to tell me.Ó LindaÕs face was beginning to flush a deep red as she pleaded, ÒDonÕt do this. Please.Ó ÒHey, you lost the bet, lady, not me,Ó Cap said in mock righteousness. ÒYeh. WeÕre just here to help,Ó Vest added. ÒSo what do they look like? ÒTheyÕre.....theyÕre pink, Linda said, forcing herself, ÒtheyÕre dark pink and, you know, just regular.Ó ÒRegular big or regular small?Ó Vest persisted. ÒBigger, I guess,Ó Linda said somewhat helplessly, ÒI donÕt know....Ó ÒSo letÕs find out,Ó Cap said, Òunbutton it all the way.Ó Caps hands began to move on her breasts, exploring and massaging as Linda fumbled with the rest of the buttons. When sheÕd finished, Cap spread the blouse open and both boys stared at her sheer white bra for a moment. Then Vest took the initiative and tugged downward on the cups. Her bra was tight, and only a small portion of her breasts came into view. ÒNot like that,Ó Cap said, pushing Vest away from her, Òlike this.Ó And he slipped his hands inside the cups of her bra and lifted her breasts out of it. I looked over at Brian, but he was glued to the scene. There stood his wife Linda with her blouse open and her breasts exposed, thrust up and resting on the cups of her bra. Both boys moved in close and examined their prize. ÒGod youÕve got beautiful tits,Ó Cap said, his fingers beginning to stroke her nipples. ÒGorgeous,Ó added Vest, and with that he pushed one of CapÕs hands away and lowered his mouth to her left nipple. He circled it with his tongue for a moment, and then pulled it deep into his mouth, sucking while his fingers squeezed the underside of the breast, pushing it deeper into his mouth. Cap didnÕt take long to follow suit. Linda closed her eyes tightly, completely helpless as each boy sucked and nibbled on one of her nipples. The whole twenty-five minutes might have gone buy with the boys happily massaging and sucking her breasts if Vest hadnÕt roused himself. ÒHey,Ó he said, ÒletÕs not blow the whole time. We only got, what, ten minutes left or somethinÕ?Ó Cap lifted his head away form LindaÕs chest. ÒYeh, youÕre right.Ó He stood back form Linda and said, ÒComÕon lady, letÕs see the rest of it.Ó ÒDonÕt...Please, isnÕt this enough?Ó was all Linda could manage. ÒDonÕt, nothinÕ,Ó Cap said. ÒBend over. Now. I always wanted to see somethinÕ like this.Ó ÒYeh, bend over,Ó said Vest, and put his hand on her shoulder to start her bending. ÒWay over,Ó said Vest. ÒHang on to that fire hydrant there.Ó ÒNo!Ó Linda said in a hoarse whisper. I wonÕt do that. Damn it, youÕve gotten enough!Ó ÒOkay,Ó said Cap,Ó ÒDonÕt. But if anybody asks us if you did what we wanted, weÕll have to tell Ôem no.Ó Another long silence. ÒSo?Ó said Cap. LindaÕs face lost all expression. Her shoulders sagged and she looked like she might fall to the ground if Vest werenÕt holding on to her shoulder. Then slowly she began to bend at the waist, lower and lower until her hands took hold of the hydrant. Her skirt rose up high enough to expose the bottom of her panties, and the boys took it from there. They both took the hem of her skirt and lifted it up over her ass, exposing her panty-covered cheeks. Again, they took in the delicious view for a moment, and then Vest hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her panties. ÒPlease....I canÕt....this is so bad...,Ó Linda pleaded. But the boys werenÕt listening. They were too fascinated with the view as Vest pulled her panties down inch by inch. The panties held for a moment on the crest of her ass cheeks, and then slid down quickly. Vest let them go and they settled at LindaÕs ankles. . Cap bent down and pulled the panties off of her feet. ÒSpread your legs wider now.Ó demanded Vest, and when she, did both boys stepped in for a closer view. BrianÕs hand went to his crotch, adjusting himself and pressing against his hardening cock as he watched his beautiful wife standing there, bent at the waist and thrusting her naked ass up for the two boys to explore with their eyes, and then their hands. They stroked her thighs and her ass cheeks, spreading her open, probing her anus with their fingers, and then began to play with her pussy. Then Vest sat down between her open legs, his face only a few inches from her pussy. He opened her vagina with his fingers, and strained up to inhale her fragrance. After a moment, he arched his neck and began to lick her pussy lips. ÒGod damn...,Ómuttered Cap, and he fumbled at his belt until he was able to loosen it and drop his trousers and shorts. When Linda heard Cap loosen his buckle, she started to straighten up, shouting, ÒNo! You canÕt!Ó loud enough to be heard well beyond the building. ÒQuiet!Ó Cap said in a loud whisper, forcing her back down again, ÒI donÕt think any of us want somebody cominÕ back here. IÕm not gonna cum or anything. I just gotta feel what itÕs like...Ó ÒJesus, Cap,Ó said Vest.Ó YouÕre gonna get her pregnant or somethinÕ.Ó ÒIÕm not gonna do it all the way, stupid, IÕm just gonna feel myself inside her. Now lady, stay still. IÕm just gonna go inside a little but I donÕt know whatÕs gonna happen if you start movinÕ around.Ó It was a strange kind of logic, but Linda must have decided there was something to what he said. Her best course was to provide as little stimulation as possible. Or maybe all the sucking and massaging on her body was beginning to have an effect? Whatever it was, she stayed bent over and didnÕt move when she felt his cock begin to stroke the crack of her ass. He held it with his hand and moved it in circles over her ass, sliding it between her cheeks, pushing in a little against her asshole, and then down to her pussy. The kid had a good sized hard-on by the time he found her pussy lips, and I couldnÕt help but watch BrianÕs face as Cap slid his stiff cock up inside LindaÕs pussy. He went in easy, which meant she was wet enough, and I wondered how Brian felt about that, too. The air was cool, but Brian was sweating now, and his hand began to stroke the erection that bulged in his trousers. CapÕs eyes closed in pleasure as LindaÕs pussy lips clung to his cock, and he began thrusting in and out, harder with each stroke until we could hear his balls slapping against her thighs. ÒHey!Ó knock it off, Cap,Ó said Vest. ÒYour gonna cum if you donÕt watch it!Ó Cap opened his eyes, and with obvious regret, pulled his wet cock out of LindaÕs pussy. But the urge was already too strong. With a groan, he pressed the length of it against her ass and began thrusting again, stronger and harder, pushing against her so much that Vest had to keep her from falling forward. Now thrusting rapidly, Cap let out a final hoarse breath and came against LindaÕs soft, full ass, his semen spurting up her ass crack onto the small of her back. For a moment, Cap said nothing, his spent cock growing lip against her ass. Then he backed away and said to Vest. ÒIf you donÕt try it, youÕre crazy. Her pussyÕs fantastic!Ó ÒNo,Ó Linda said, Òplease. I canÕt stop it...I..Ó ÒCanÕt stop what?Ó asked Cap. ÒNothing!...I...Ó ÒUh oh,Ó said Cap, stroking her pussy with his hand,Ó are we getting a little hot?Ó ÒGod...Ó was all Linda could say, but her ass pressed up against him, pushing her pussy harder against his hand. It was all Vest needed to see. In a moment heÕd dropped his trousers and shorts, and had his thick, hard seven inch cock aimed straight out at LindaÕs pussy. ÒJesus!Ó It was Linda, looking back through her legs at VestÕs cock. ÒOkay, lady,Ó Vast said, pressing his cock against her pussy lips, Òlooks like weÕre both gonna love this.Ó At the touch of his hot cock on her pussy, Linda lost control. She gasped, thrust her ass backwards against him and let out a long slow moan as he slid into her. I suppose LindaÕs arousal was hottest for Brian to watch, but the rest of us were breathing short too. Watching her beautiful ass thrust back against that cock and seeing the slick length of it open her pussy and slide deep inside was so damn erotic I donÕt think an earthquake could have distracted us. ÒChrist your pussy feels good!Ó he said, and began a slow rhythm thrusting deep inside her, and then back out to tease her clit with the tip of his cock. Linda met every thrust with a demanding backward pressure of her own, and soon they were crushing against each other. LindaÕs excitement built higher and sharper until finally it burst, consuming her in a shuddering orgasm. Her skin glistened with sweat and her breath came in ragged tears as she pressed her pussy against him. With a last moment of control, Vest pulled out of her and slammed his hot cock against her ass, his hands wrapped around her stomach, pulling her to him as he spurt his semen against her soft ass, covering her cheeks with it. It was a few minutes before Linda or either of the boys moved very much. And when they did, none of them had much to say. Linda dressed herself again, using her panties to wipe the cum off her ass. She tossed the panties to the ground and walked away without a word. The boys finished dressing a minute later, and headed back toward the stands with LindaÕs panties stuffed in CapÕs pocket. Brian had to hurry back to the stands to meet Linda there, and, of course, accept whatever excuse she came up with for missing the start of the second half. On Monday Jason offered to erase the whole thing from LindaÕs memory. Brian thought about it for a while and then told him not to. It was a good choice. LindaÕs whole thing about jealousy disappeared and never came back. But enough was enough. I mean, things were great, but weÕd had about all we could take watching other guys score. A lot of good-looking wives with hot wet pussies were going to waste, and it was definitely time to fix that situation. I said as much to Jason, and he laughed and said, ÒOkay....okay, IÕll see what I can come up with. One thing though. I donÕt have a wife to contribute to the pool.Ó ÒNo problem,Ó I said, ÒJerry, Brian and I owe you one, and IÕll bet we can come up with some other volunteers too.Ó ÒItÕs a deal,Ó Jason said. ÒYeh. One hell of a deal,Ó I thought to myself. ÒI wonder who died and gave me all their good luck?Ó