Show Game: Story 2 of The Wife Games

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Story 2 of The Wife Games

By Arla Coopa

Copyright 2012 Arla Coopa

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Show Game

“Welcome once more to the Centurion Games.
Today’s game will feature three finalists from each region of the
state.”

Caleb watched on with eleven other husbands,
two from his region. They were on a balcony, with plush seats,
looking forward at a huge screen. On that screen were twelve wives,
one of them his wife, Kendra. Kendra and the other women below had
advanced to this round by being one of the first three to receive
cum on their face. The rules of that game had been that the women
had to pleasure a man with his hands tied behind his back with the
top half of her body and without removing her cloths. Caleb didn’t
know what the rules of the next game would be. None of the
onlookers did, not the husbands or the Centurions who got to watch
the games at home on their televisions.

The women below did. They had to know to play
the game. Caleb knew all this from observation and what Kendra had
told him after the last game. Like last time, the women displayed
so vividly on the huge screen waited in front of a building with
twelve doors. They were dressed the same except for the colors.
Each woman wore the color of her region. The color of the Northeast
region, Caleb and Kendra’s region, was blue. Otherwise, their
outfits were rather bland: T-shirts and skirts that went down
almost to their bare feet.

The husbands had been treated like royalty.
Being associated with the games was the only way for families from
the masses to be treated well. That was the way it was when the
Centurions took over, their science making it easy for them to
dominate the rest of the world. Caleb’s son had been bumped up to
better schools since his mother had won. Their living quarters were
better. The food they ate was better. All because Kendra had made
it out of the first round. He wondered what their lives would be
like if she made it out of this round. That was hard to imagine.
The women she would compete against this time were all winners. Of
course, he’d not thought she would make it out of round one, and
she had.

“The top three contestants will proceed to
the National District Qualifiers. Our judges would like to remind
all contestants that they and their families are in no danger
unless they cannot finish the competition or refuse to
participate.”

These were the same guidelines given last
time, Caleb thought.

“Without further delay . . . Let the game
begin!”

The voice that came from who knew where was
finished. And now the sound that came from the hidden speakers was
that of music. It was of the techno variety that the Centurions
seemed to like.

The doors in front of the women sprang open.
The view on the screen changed to twelve smaller rectangles.
Because of its size and the clarity of the picture, it was easy to
make out details about the women who entered the rooms and the
Centurion men waiting in the chairs. The assigned men wore the
flashy clothing Centurions wore. The Centurions had been taken from
all races, so there was a variety of skin tone. The man in Kendra’s
room had slightly tanned skin. The skin on his face was stubbled
and his hair was blond. Last time, the men had had their hands tied
behind their backs. This time, their hands were free, but their
feet were tied to the chairs. It looked like all twelve men were
smiling or at least had lascivious stares. Between each waiting man
and each woman were a series of lines. In the last game, most of
the women had been hesitant to start. This time, every single one
hurried in, but was careful not to step over the first line. The
women all displayed various movements that varied in seductiveness.
One woman did nothing more than sway her arms from side to side and
turn in a slow circle. One, a black woman with a bodacious booty,
had turned around and done the splits and was now oscillating the
lobes of her ass beneath the fabric of her skirt. If they’d have
been allowed to bet, Caleb would have bet on her to finish in the
top three. The rest of the women were somewhere between those two
extremes. Kendra was probably closer to the sway your arms and turn
in a slow circle extreme. She wasn’t much of a dancer. But at least
she was going with her biggest strength. Kendra was short. She was
lean on top with small breast. But she widened at the hips and had
a very ample butt. She didn’t love it, but Caleb was sure most men
would. Her legs were a little meaty, but not big like her
incredible ass. Kendra had turned around and propped that big butt
out and basically just moved it around. Kendra’s assigned man was
smiling and touching himself above his pants. This continued for
the duration of the song. Then the song ended and a new one
started, another techno piece, but with a slightly faster
rhythm.

All twelve women stepped forward, just past
the first line. Most of the women removed their shirts. A couple
removed the skirts instead. Kendra, sticking with her biggest
strength, was one of the latter two. The women were not uniform in
what they’d chosen to wear under the top layer of clothes. There
were bras of various styles and colors. The one thing they had in
common was that not a one of them displayed an uncovered nipple.
Kendra moved like before, shaking her butt, but the T-shirt was
pretty long and the way she was moving, he thought it must be a
rule that she couldn’t pull it up. He looked and saw the other
woman who’d gone with removing her bottoms. She was familiar. She
was a red head from their region. She was acting the same way as
Kendra, like she wasn’t allowed to lift her long shirt. And the
women who had removed their tops weren’t touching their bras. The
rule had to be they couldn’t alter any piece of clothing they’d not
taken off. Even when Kendra bent over, little more than the top of
her legs was on display. There was just a hint of her pussy lips
visible. She was looking back at her assigned man with her blue
eyes. Caleb thought that would help. Those big beautiful peepers
contrasted so well with her dark curly hair. He was surprised to
see the black woman hadn’t gone with the bottoms. But she had a big
chest too, so he supposed her move made sense. More boobs were
showing on the shirtless girls than ass was showing on the
bottomless girls. The black woman could really move that chest too,
making those big tits bounce beneath the bra. One man had pulled
his cock out. It was the black woman’s man. Caleb felt even more
certain she’d land in the top three.

The song ended and yet another started, this
one continuing the pattern, slightly more upbeat than the one
before it. The women all stepped over the next line, closer to the
male participants. They each removed an article of clothing. Kendra
shocked him. He would have thought she would have taken off the
shirt, so that her butt would be mostly on display. That’s what the
red head had done. And her ass looked incredible in that thong.
That ass was big on her tall slender frame. Her assigned man pulled
his cock out immediately, dropping his mouth open too. Why hadn’t
Kendra done the same move? Instead of that Kendra had reached under
the shirt and taken her thong off. Maybe she wanted her butt to be
completely naked when her man first saw it. It was hard to
tell.

Kendra moved like before, but her man wasn’t
really reacting. He was gawking, but his cock was still in his
pants.

There were tities showing now, but one of the
biggest and best moving pair was still covered with a bra. The
black woman had removed the skirt and now only had on her bra and
panties.

“Look at that,” a voice said behind him.
“She’s already going to win.”

Caleb thought the voice was talking about the
black woman. Her assigned man was really going after his cock. And
he was sucking in hard breaths. The black woman was amazingly
athletic. She moved so quickly. One second, she’d be shaking her
massive tits at the man. The next, she’d be turned around with her
legs wide, her ass shaking at an uncanny speed or doing a butt
clap.

What looked like it would happen happened.
The black woman’s assigned man shot out his wad. It didn’t land on
the black woman, but after seeing the black woman throw up her
hands in celebration, Caleb didn’t think it mattered. The big
screen lost a smaller screen and now only displayed eleven of the
rooms.

The song ended and another line was crossed.
What happened next made Caleb’s cock stand upright so tight it was
almost like a spike trying to shoot from his body. He saw his wife
remove the shirt and do it in a perfect manner. She turned around
so her butt was facing the man. She bent way over, and then she
very abruptly pulled that shirt up. The camera to her room shifted
so that both those big beautiful lobes and the long crack between
them was on display. Caleb felt like he had to hold back to keep
from cumming himself. He couldn’t help but love that so many people
were staring at his wife’s naked ass. She finished removing her
dress and then stood up. She squeezed her cheeks together and then
released. It was something she always did for Caleb. He liked the
way it kind of looked silly squeezed in like that, almost like an
angry ass, but he’d not known how others would react to it. Her
assigned man must have liked it, because he brought his already
hardened cock out. His mouth fell open. He looked like he’d soon
begin drooling.

There were more women who wore only a thong
than women who wore only their bra. He noticed something about the
women. They weren’t touching themselves. He thought that must be
the rule. Otherwise, why would these women, who were desperate to
make their men cum, not touch themselves. Caleb looked over at the
red head’s screen and noted something that he liked and hated at
the same time. She was bent over far enough that her ass had
splayed a little. Now her pussy lips showed beneath that round
booty and so did her butthole just a little. The way her bare pink
lips and slightly red butthole contrasted with her pale skin added
to her flare. Her assigned man looked like he was trying not to
cum, at least his face did. The way his hand moved on his cock
begged to differ. He lost his wad, leaving only one more spot open
for the next round.

Caleb looked back to his wife’s screen. It
briefly showed the front of her, though it was her back she was
entertaining with. She usually kept a little bush there, but she’d
thought it would be best to shave it for the competition. Caleb
missed those little black hairs, but he liked being able to see the
little beige lips too. She was shaking her ass a lot, and bending
over. Her butt was so round, her rectum was not coming into display
with such movements. Her pussy wasn’t showing much from the back
either. Caleb was worried. He supposed life would be better now
since she’d made it this far. But for Caleb, Kendra and for their
son’s sake, he hoped and she hoped they could have so much more.
Besides that, their sex life, which had been good before, had
become so much better after the first round. Neither one of them
ever spoke of why that might be. They just rolled with it, night
after night, and sometimes during the day.

The song ended with no one else having cum.
Yet another more upbeat song started and the remaining ten women
stepped over the next line. Then, all ten of them got naked. By
now, all ten cocks were being played with outside of the pants, but
some were getting played with more diligently than others. Looking
at Kendra’s assigned man, Caleb thought she had a chance. He
actually seemed pleased by her boobs, which were very small. Caleb
had always liked them. Her areolas were oversized for her handful
sized boobs. Those dark red things were about the size of half
dollars. Her nipples weren’t huge or small, but always looked nice
hard. Kendra had never really spoken about how she felt about the
last game. But it seemed very clear how she felt about this one.
That was assuming it wasn’t cold in the room. Her little nips
actually pointed up a bit they were so stiff.