[Exhibitionist] advice on wager

[fheath]

Funny how things come together. From my brother suggesting the set up to it actually happening. My wife said she didn't really didn't think when I requested this. She thought she would just get additional uninterrupted sleep. She said she really did not think my father would come over till late morning after she would be up.

We spent several hours at my parents house later. I watched to see if there would be any awkwardness on interactions and there was none. After the initial conversation I wrote about nothing else was said and absolutely no awkwardness at all. I thought for sure my father would have some embarrassed reaction but didn't
As we were loading up to head back to the house my father gave my wife a hug and said if you need any additional early morning handyman work please call him first. My wife responded smiling that she may need to be better prepared for his arrival next time and have clothes on. He smiled also and said don't worry about that you made the work enjoyable for an old man the way you were.

My brother came over that night. He said my father called him. They have always been close. He told my brother that he walked into my bedroom to my wife completely naked in the bed on her back. My brother acted surprised and drove to his house. He said our father was like a school boy talking about seeing my wife. My brother continued to act surprised and got details from him. He never mentioned touching or "inadvertently" touching her. He did say that while he was looking between my wife's open legs that he shook her toe to wake her but she just pulled away opening her legs wider. He also told him about shaking her shoulder and watching her tits sway with the shaking motion. He told him that the motion also made her nipples erect.

My brother was amused by how our father was talking and said he could not stop talking and describing my naked wife. He said my father told him that he put a blanket over her in case we came home and my brother went in the room.

My wife took a shower and loves the new system he installed. She called him to thank him and told him that if he wanted to replace the other shower to feel free to do so. They laughed.

I will get to this past weekend

[fheath]

Ok. I believe that I am getting repetitive with our activities. I was reading from my original post and the surprise and activities are repeating. I will post the events of Saturday and unless something original happens will not be as repetitive.

I was having lunch with Bob last week. We were talking about my previous post and the trip to the coast. He mentioned that his brothers company is having a year end blowout in new orleans Friday, Saturday and Sunday. He said that he invited him to attend and said he could bring someone along. He said he was thinking that we could take the wives up and make a weekend of it. We had a lot of conversation about logistics and expectations. He said he envisioned a similar trip to our trip to the coast. A lot of flashing and flirting and sex. I was non-committal. He was going to followup with his brother.

We have met his brother several times. Divorced and lives in Chicago. Nice guy. I mention the possible trip to my wife. She was also non-committal. Bob called that night. He said that his brothers company had booked rooms at a hotel downtown and had the ballroom booked for live music and celebration saturday night. They would be there starting Wednesday thru Friday conducting year end business and party Friday night and Saturday night. Bob took it on himself to book two rooms Friday and Saturday night.

Neither of the wives seemed too excited to go. We tossed every sales pitch we had but was getting nowhere. For Christmas, the wives gave us coupons for favors. I have coupons from all three ladies. So does Bob and Kenneth. We issued each wife with a coupon. The coupon was as I quote, "you are entitled to one weekend of request that is within reason and agreed on by all". My wife asked me what was my request. I said a weekend similar to the coast weekend. We hammered out the details. The only thing she said was no see thru shirts. So plans were made to leave early Friday.

The trip down was uneventful. I was getting the impression this was going to be a not so fun trip. We arrived in new Orleans around 8 p.m. as we drove through town the wives perked up about food, music and bars. I dropped them off at the hotel entrance and took the car to the garage. By the time I got to the room I was exhausted. The ladies had packed their bags so Bob nor I knew what they brought. I walked in and Bob had drinks on the bar. We had a very nice room with a sitting area and a king size bed separated by large French doors. I asked Bob if his room was this nice. He smiled and said yes that this is our room. Turns out we are sharing a large suite.

Weather was really nice so we sat on the sofa while the ladies changed. My wife came out first. She had on her black leather vest and black pleated skirt. Her tits were displaying a good amount of cleavage from the vest. She also had a small light jacket. She did a turn and asked if she might get a free drink wearing this. We said yes. Bobs wife entered. She had on a similar blue pleated skirt and a light green blouse. Walking in you could tell braless from the bounce. She did a fast spin. Skirt lifted giving us a flash of ass and pussy. No panties. We agreed both ladies were getting free drinks.

We had a few drinks each waiting on bobs brother to respond. Knock on the door. Bobs brother was drunk and smiling when I opened the door. We all exchanged hugs and pleasantries while drinking. Bobs brother said the part will be in a ballroom at 10 so have fun till then. He gave each of us visitors badges to get in the party and he left with drink in hand. The ladies were ready to eat. We loaded on the elevator, 20th floor headed down. Bob asked my wife if she had on anything under her skirt. She lifted her skirt to a black thong. He complained she was breaking the rules. The elevator stopped. Three men got on. We started down again. My lovely wife announced to the elevator that she does no need a thong tonight. Everyone looked at her as she reached under her shirt and removed her thong. She stepped out of it, picked it up and handed it to me. I put it in my pocket. The men started announcing that they want to go to our party rather than their own. This continued to the lobby.

We walked several blocks to a small Cajun restaurant and was seated to an outside table. The wives were in heaven. Drinks food and people watching. We then moved to bar hopping. Drinks music and people. Places were not packed but we were having fun. As my wife drinks she likes to dance. We entered a bar with live music. The ladies excused themselves to restroom. Plenty of seating so Bob and I got a table close to the floor and band. We had been on the ladies about how the have their skirts pulled down so low. My wife approaches. She has the top button undone on the vest and she has rolled the top of the skirt to now a true short skirt. She does a slow turn at the table and ask what I thought now. The hem of the skirt was maybe a few inches below her ass cheeks. I said fantastic. Bobs wife had a few button undone but left her skirt long.

After a few more drinks and music my wife is dancing while sitting at the table. There was a few people dancing on the dance floor but mostly people drinking and watching. My wife then says let's dance. We get on the floor to a relative fast song. She did some slow turns but nothing wild. He tits were bouncing in her vest so I was fixated on them. After that song she took her jacket off and put it on her chair and ran back to the dance floor. The music had not started but she did a fast spin in front of me. Her skirt lifted giving anyone looking a quick view of ass, pussy and her blonde strip. She never even checked up. I heard Bob give a hoot followed by several others. Music started and I believe there was only three couples on the floor dancing. During the song she would complete a couple of spins to some clapping. Song ended. She gives me a big hug and thanked me for dancing with her.

My wife was on the dance team in college and can still dance, me not so much. I'm more of her instrument. Now a slower song. As we were dancing she asked how I liked her spins earlier. I said great. She said she heard a few claps and hoots. I said i did too. As we danced I looked around. Probably 30 people there and less than 10 females. I said it looks like a sausage fest in here. She looked around and said you want to spin me. We danced closer to our table. She said how about five. I asked are you sure. She smiled and said on three. At three she took a step back and I lifted her hand and she did five spins in rapid rotation. This left nothing to the imagination. After completing she grabbed me tight and said how was that. I didn't need to answer the hoots and claps did it for me.

[fheath]

We finally sit down to drinks and rest. I am sweating and its maybe 60 degrees. My wife is excited and in her element. Drinks and dancing. We finally convince Bob and his wife to hit the floor. I then notice that my wife is sitting on her stool with no regard to modesty. Her bare cheeks are on the stool and the hem of her skirt has her pussy exposed. He knees are apart so in the dim light you can see her pale lips and slit with no problem.

I mention this to her and she looks around while having a drink. She said no one seems to notice. I asked if the waiter noticed. She said he did not seem to. Bob and his wife return and the band goes on break. They both agreed that my wife was the hit of the dance floor. People are starting to mill around and cross our table but I did not see any noticeable sign. Even the waiter passed by letting us know that he would be right back. I said i guess it's too dark to notice unless you are on the lit dance floor. My wife said let's see. She finished her drink and put it in front of bobs wife on the table. She moved her stool forward. She then sat back down same as before. She may have pulled the skirt a little higher.

Eventually the waiter returns. He stands in front and between my wife and I taking orders as we hand him our empty glasses. He gets to my wife. He has made no sign that he has seen her pussy. As he takes her order, she leans back and reaches across the table to retrieve her empty glass. This causes her to extend her left leg. He look down and jackpot. He is now staring at her pussy with one leg extended. She retrieves the glass and settles back onto the stool. He smiles and says he will be back with our order. Fastest service of the night. He returns and hands us our order while glancing at my wifes pussy. He now checks on us often. He obviously spoke to other servers because we were the preferred traffic lane.

We even had other servers take our order and clean our table. Fantastic service the remainder of our stay. We danced more and decided to head back it was now after ten. Now the wives were good and drunk. We had about three blocks to walk back to the hotel. My wife continued to dance to the sounds of music as we walked. The streets were not crowded. As we were walking my wife lifted our hands and she did a couple of spins. Two drunk guys behind us started cheering for another spin. My wife smiled and did two more spins. The two guys clapped and wanted more. My wife just kept walking/dancing.

We turned down another street a little more crowded. She continued dancing and spinning to some encouragement and some lewd comments. As we turned on the street of our hotel there was a group of gentlemen following us for the show. They stopped and started cheering for another turn before they head back. My wife said what do you think. I said go ahead. She walked a few steps back on the sidewalk. She took her skirt and lifted it exposing all. She did a slow slow turn giving them ample time to view both front, back and sides. Once complete she dropped her skirt and gave them a deep bow. Her pussy was popping for Bob his wife and me. Bob then request a bow for us. She turns and repeats a deep bow for us giving them a view of her pussy. They cheered and hooted at the sight. We continued toward the hotel.

We are now on the sidewalk with cars passing so my wife stopped dancing. We enter the hotel and the ladies head to the restroom in the lobby. I ask Bob if his wife is ok. He said she told him she could not compete with my wife at that time. He said just wait. After some time we see them passing through the lobby. My wife looks great with the bottom off her tits are bouncing and the hem of her skirt is a few inches below her pussy. I look at bobs wife. She has rolled her skirt to the same as my wife. I wanted to jump them both. My wife asked if I would take her jacket to the room. They went to the ballroom to find bobs brother.

While in the room I had a bottle of water and made another drink. I got to the venue and walked in. This place was definitely a sausage fest. They had a live cover band on the stage. It looked like three hundred or more men and maybe fifty women in the room. Several groups of ladies were dancing along with some couples but mostly a lot of guys watching and drinking. I did not initially see my group but found an open bar. Present your badge and get a drink. I thought this will be nice. After walking around I got the impression that many of the attendees did not know each other. I finally find my wife talking to bob his wife and his brother by another bar in the back of the room.

Bobs brother was hammered. He was doing a lot of drunk talking while we listened. Then the band started a song. He grabbed bobs wife's hand and request a dance as he dragged her to the dance floor. We walk over and watch. They are dancing for a few seconds when bobs brother gives her a big dip. Yes the effect was her skirt lifted and gave a moment of exposure. We look around and several of the guys were pointing. Bobs wife is smiling and dancing. He then gives her a spin and more of the spectators get a view. She continues to smile and dance. My wife and I dance on the far side so I could look back at who was watching or noticing his wife. She has many of the spectators taking note and watching for the occasional glimpses.

After several dances they leave the floor. I notice a few kept watching my wife and I. I guessed they were waiting to see if. We joined Bob and his brother. The wives went to get another drink. Bobs brother continued to talk and talk. I've never seen him so drunk or talkative. The ladies returned and he asked my wife to come dance. She said maybe after her drink. Bobs brother went to refresh his drink and the band went on break. I asked bobs wife if she realized the show she was giving. She smiled and said yes. She said someone's got to get this party going. She reached over and unbuttoned my wife's second button. My wife had to adjust but left it undone. Bobs brother returned. His eyes went straight to my wife's tits. He said now you are talking. Nice look. She smiled and thanked him.

[fheath]

Not sure of the time but we mingled for some time. My wife top got lots of attention. We had men drunk and sober come up introducing themselves. I excused myself for a smoke. When I returned I see my wife talking to a group of men. I see bobs wife talking to a group of men and I see Bob and his brother by the bar watching and talking. I head over. I said did we lose our wives. They said it looks like it. Several minutes went by and my wife came up to the bar. She said that she has many request for dances. She went to bobs wife. They stood talking.

As the music started the floor seemed less crowded. I looked and estimated that maybe twenty women remained and about half the men. Eventually a gentleman was escorting bobs wife to the dance floor. My wife walked over to me and said I may have had too many to be dancing. I laughed at her and said that's a first. We watched several songs of bobs wife being dipped and spun. The men were enjoying the view. My wife continued to turn down dance opportunities. Bobs wife was also turning down some for the drinks were hitting her also.

Close to midnighthe the band left and they had just music playing. At midnight the open bars were closing so bobs brother got ten drinks and had then on a table. The room was now thinning. I had quit drinking but the wives, Bob and his brother continued. There was maybe forty to fifty people still in the room. One other female was there. She was hammered and trying to dance stumbling. She was fun to watch. Then my wife asked if I wanted to dance. I said there is only one couple on the floor. Now I saw the drunk smile. She said you scared to be seen with me in my skirt. I looked at Bob. He looked at his brother and said we need to mover closer for a better view. My wife hit him on the arm. So we headed to the dance floor.

It was a slow song so we were able to talk. I asked what was her plan. She smiled and said dance. I said there's a lot of men still here. She said well they can leave with the others. I said OK get ready for a dip. We are dancing in front of Bob and his brother with a few guys standing on either side. As I turned her I proceeded to dip her. My wife loves to stretch back for a full dip. As she did both tits come loose. I have her even with the floor her head back in full dip and both tits and nipples out the top of her vest. Bob, his brother and about six other guys got a full view of my wife's tits. I pull her upright. She fixed her top to the applause of the ones that got the view. She turns and waves at them smiling and we continue to dance.

I did not spin her. I was sobering up and wanted to see what the environment was like. The drunk girl was just dancing through the night. The crowd had thinned to maybe twenty drunk guys who just didn't want to go to bed. Looking around I think I was the only sober person in the room. So I decided to let my wife just Dance. She had her second drunk wind and wanted to dance. A queen song came on. Bohemian rhapsody. I looked at Bob and headed to the floor.

We started. She kept having to fix her top because after too much movement a nipple would want to come out and dance also. As we danced the crowd seemed to move to the dance floor. I swear I look over and we are the spotlight. I look at Bob and he is motioning me to spin. I dance close and ask if she wants to spin. I was thinking one rotation. She responded how many. I shrugged my shoulders. She danced close and said let's do four. My heart was beating a thousand miles an hour. We have fifteen or so strangers watching us from at most twenty feet. Also, my wife was an accomplished ballet dancer and can spin forever. So when she does her legs are not together so all this is going through my sobering brain.

She then danced close and clasped my hand. Took a step back and proceeded to spin four rotations. When complete she received a round of cheers and claps. She continued dancing. She also had to replace her tits in her vest at the end of the spin. It's a long song. As it was approaching the end she danced close and said let's spin ton the end. As the song was approaching the end she stepped to me and then back. With my hand holding hers high she started spinning. I look down and I am looking at my wifes pussy and ass rotate by. She had to drop and start spinning again to finish the song. It ended to the cheers and clapping of the remaining group. She had grabbed me in a hug till she had her balance. When she released she turned to wave at her admirers. Both tits were out during her spins. She turned her back to the crowd and fixed her top.

Both bobs wife and my wife accepted dances from several of the strangers. I actually enjoyed watching my wife laughing and dancing with strangers as her tits continued to spill out throughout the dancing. Both wives were dipped and spun. Bobs wife took breaks. My wife continued dance after dance. Some times I would notice that her tit or tits had escaped and she would take a minute to realize and fix.

Needless to say the remaining strangers got an eye full of spinning up skirt ass and pussy views along with many escaped tits and nipples. Around 1 a.m. the music was off and the party ended. We said our goodbyes and went outside for a smoke before heading to the room. Bob his wife my wife bobs brother and I went out a side door and found a sitting area for smoking.

Bobs brother was beyond hammered. He immediately said that he has not seen so much pussy and ass since his divorce. Both wives sat on the bench leaning on eacher other as we smoked. Bobs brother kept talking how hot the wives are and on and on. We smoke two and headed in. Now the girls are ready to pass out. We assist them to the elevators. I knew my wife was ready after all the dancing and partying. She is standing leaning on me somewhat limp. Her left nipple is again out of her vest. Bobs wife is standing leaning on him. Bobs brother is staring at her nipple. First time he was quiet in a long time. The elevator stopped two floors short and a man entered the elevator carrying a bottle and the room ice decanter. The doors close with him looking at my wife and her exposed nipple. He smiled and said hard night? I said very. The elevator stopped. He held the door as we guided the wives out. He never took his eyes off her nipple. As the doors closed he said good luck tonight.

[Oramac]

Fheath. You have by far the best stories. And very well written. You are a lucky man. I always look forward to reading what you've been up to with you wife and friends. It's great to see how confident your wife is with her body with a little booze in her. Keep living your life and telling your adventures. Thanks!

[fheath]

Thanks Oramac. I started retelling a previous experience with a trip my wife and I took to bobs lake house years ago. It was fun remembering and retelling the details. From there my recollections are pretty much as they occur. I was reading my previous post and was also intrigued by our evolution in this life from marriage to date. Also as I read them I found we are having a lot of repetitive experiences which I documented. I assume anyone reading the post sees the same. Even our new orleans experience seems repetitive to the coast. I know by reading that others hate repetition.

I did come clean and tell my wife that I shared a cleavage picture. She wanted to see the picture. I showed her on my phone gallery the cropped picture of the one she sent me. Her response was not who you shared it with as I thought it would be. Her response was why did you change the picture. Followed by, did you not like it. I quickly changed course and told her that I made the cleavage picture my background on my phone and I didn't think she would want others seeing the original. Her response was oh, I thought you showed that because you didn't like the original. I say this because even a year ago my wife would go into full on panic about the idea of a picture much less sharing. As you can tell, take her away from the chance of being recognized and she ....... no need to complete.

Something that I did not mention of the first night. I saw several cell phones taking pictures of my wife dancing and spinning as we walked back to the hotel. Also the guys were taking pictures or filming as they followed. I know they took pictures when my wife bowed to us showing them all from behind. Again I saw pictures being taken of both wives as they danced and dipped. I say this so if anyone comes across a tall blonde walking/spinning on a street/sidewalk with absolutely nothing on underneath I would like to see if it's us. Also the same if she is dancing spinning or dipping.

Also, Saturday, my wife and I spent the day walking around new orleans. As the sun goes down we noticed a change in people walking around. When we got back to the room she even told bobs wife that she felt over dressed walking around as the sun went down.

[2dollarbills]

My favorite poster here always love reading your stories and wishing my wife was even a little like yours

[fheath]

Continued.... I believe I left off at the elevator exit. We got the ladies to the room and placed them on the bed. Bobs brother, Bob and I are in the adjacent sitting room talking about the night and looking through the open French doors at the ladies. Bobs brother asked if we were going to help the ladies undress. I felt that it was time to end the day. So I announced bed time. He really wanted to help and most times I wouldn't mind but I was tired and had too much time with his drunk self already. Again, really nice guy but when he over drinks a little obnoxious.

Bob and I assist the ladies out of their clothes. I ask my wife if there was an opportunity for sex. She smiled and said not tonight that she was drunk and tired from all the dancing. Bob did not fare any better. I had planned on lying between the wives but with the responses we just scooted them together and went to sleep.

I am an early riser so I am up drinking coffee and smoking outside. After first light I go up and everyone is still sleeping. I ask my wife if she would like to walk to cafe du mode for coffee and beignets. She said she was still tired from dancing and the night. So bobs wife jumps up volunteering. She puts on a pair of shorts and a tee-shirt, no bra or panties. We head out. It was several blocks away so we took our time talking and walking. We spent about two hours out. She kept flashing her tits at me asking for beads. On the way back in purchased her a large plastic Mardi Gras neckless for her tits.

We enter the room and the beds empty. Bob and my wife are in the shower. So waiting our turn we strip and commenced a nice slow fucking on the bed. I didn't last as long as I would have liked but damn his wife is a tiger. Not too long after completion Bob and my wife exit the bathroom. They ask how long we were here. I lied and said just walked through the door. We were dressed again. Bobs wife took my hand and said let's test the shower. We had another longer session in the shower. She said that after that one she was going to be sore for a few hours.

My wife and I spent the day shopping, eating and having a good time. Loads of people watching. As I stated earlier, as the day turned to dusk, more adults were out. My wife noticed shorter skirts, nipples poking and overall different atmosphere. Pre Mardi Gras crowds were out. Lots of show your tits request after dark. My wife thought about it but chose to be discrete.

We arrived back to the room. Bob, his wife and his brother were sitting drinking and talking. We told them of our day and they described theirs. They spent most of the day in the casino. We are carrying bags of shopping so the wives went to the bedroom to look at the purchases.

Bobs brother asked what the ladies were going to wear tonight. Bob said I'm not sure. I said i just spent a small fortune on clothing so I'm not sure either. I believe I bought three or four "little black dresses" along with other articles and shoes. The ladies finally after a long long time returned. When the French doors opened they each had on a dress from our earlier shopping. I did pick out the dresses. Also my wife did pick out one that was bobs wife's size. My wife was texting her from the dressing room.

My wife's dress. Long lace sleeves, tight across the hips, butt and thighs. The top was called plunging. And it did plunge, the point of the plunge stopped a few inches above her navel. She had black heels on with it. Her hair was up and she was wearing a long gold neckless I just bought her with a small petite gold cross. This hung just below her cleavage.

Bobs wife had a little black sleeveless dress plunging front and a loose flowing skirt and similar heels. Hair up looking great.

I said we did not bring a suit or tux. My wife said that's OK, we will make you look good anyway. The light on in the bedroom and my wife standing like she was gave a somewhat see thru effect. I/we just couldn't stop staring at the plunging tops. The wives made their drink and sat down on the stools at the bar. As we discussed the evening. Bobs brother said they will open the doors at 9 and close the night at 1. As we talked I was watching the ladies.

My wife has great posture. When she was sitting straight on the stool the dress edges hugged the sides of her tits. When she slouched to get her drink the two sides would drop open revealing a side view of tit and nipple. While she would sit straight the light behind her made the material hanging below her tit see thru so I had a shadow view of her free hanging tits. Bobs wife's dress was doing the same but not as pronounced. I assumed the lace sleeves on my wife's dress made the difference and I was correct.

Bobs brother left and we continued to drink and decide where to go eat. We entered the elevator and Bob said he was disappointed with the skirts as opposed to last night's. He wished they were shorter. Well my wifes dress being tight she reached down and pulled the attached skirt up and folds it several times. It is now hugging her upper thighs a few inches below her ass cheeks. Bob wife tried but her dress did not work. Solution... as we walked by a shop the went inside and purchased a black cloth belt. She adjusted her skirt to the correct height and tightened her belt. Worked great. Her only complaint was it looked like she was fat and trying to squeeze it in place.

[fheath]

The belt did cause the plunging front to gap even sitting straight so opportunities for side views of tit and nipple were plentiful. As we walked through the quarter many hoots and request for tits. My wife was not feeling it but bobs wife did get a small neckless for pulling the front askew and flashing a couple of guys her right boob. As we walked my wife looked at me and said tell me what you see. I stopped and she took two steps. She bent down straight legs at the hip and pretended to adjust her shoe. The dress did move up to the crease of her butt cheeks and stopped. However, I got a perfect view of her smooth pale white pussy and slit. She stood up and as we walked said well. I said i could not see your ass but everything else is visible. She asked too much. I said depends on your point of view. Not too much for me.

We found a small hole in the wall Cajun restaurant. Only had a small corner booth available. My wife said for me to slide in first and she wanted to sit on the outside. I thought it unusual but I slid in. We are in the bar area with our backs to the wall facing the length of the bar to the door. Bob and his wife are facing us and the wall. A young guy comes over and takes our drink order. I say I think the wives are way over dressed for this place. We get our drinks and are having a great conversation. The bar is getting full. There's three tables between the booths and the bar and are full along with all the bar stools and a few standing. We get our second drink ordered along with food. As the waiter leaves my wife looks at us with her devious smile and said how long you think it will take for anyone in the bar to notice I'm am not wearing anything under my dress.

Bob said if they didn't notice when you came in they will never notice. She said no I mean no panties. I then take notice of the crowd. The bar had two male bartenders. Maybe twelve men and two women at the bar. Four your guys at the first table in front to our left. Man with wife/gf at the next table and look to be a couple double dating at the table by the door. Granted the ladies look like a million bucks in here and already have the men looking at their tops since we sat down. Even those who come to the bar do a double take when they see them. Bob said they will not get past the plunging top and tits. She had been sitting straight with legs crossed. She said let's see how this goes.

As the waiter got to the table to check on our drinks my wife takes her phone off the table and spins with legs still crossed. She is sitting with her back to me and those long legs crossed out in the open. She the slouched her shoulders and started texting. Bobs phone went off. As they are on their phones the waiter asked if we needed anyou refills. My wife stayed as she was turned her head and ordered her drink. The waiter took each order while looking down at my wife. As he walked away he looked back. Bob slid his phone to me. Here's the text. "Can you see my tit". Bob "a lot". My wife "how about now". Bob, "tit nipple and all". Wife "ok".

I look and a few guys have turned our direction at the bar and the table to our front left the two guys facing us are looking. My wife wife spins around sets the phone done and said I have his attention now. I said his and several others. Four guys sitting on their stools have turned and have their back to the bar talking and looking our way. The guy at the next table has definitely taken notice while eating. He is literally staring a hole through my wife. Luckily his significant other has her back to us. My wife said OK. Now I need to get more attention. She slides her but to the end places her napkin on the table. She said when I move my legs you see if anyone notices. She uncrowded her legs. Slightly parted them and stopped. As she took another sip of her drink I look down and the dress with that movement only slid up a little. Another inch and I would be looking at pussy.

The pause did it. The guy at the second table noticed immediately. He is trying not to look but is obviously looking between her legs. The guys are looking but nothing obvious the table of four not looking. She then extends her left leg out of the booth first pauses and follows with her right. The four guys definitely noticed. They started hitting each other's arms. Legs together my wife stands and adjust her skirt. Most men in the bar are taken notice. She walks across and down the bar. Most watching her tits bounce then ass walk by. Bob looks at me and said if no one noticed that pussy then they never will. She came back sat down like a lady and asked how she did. I told her what I saw.

She gave the waiter and others a few more unintentional tit sightings. After a few drinks and the check she asked if she should give them a parting flash. Most guys are checking her out every few minutes probably waiting to see if she will get up again. We start gathering our things. As we do this positions change. The same four guys stand talking facing us. A few others are looking our way along with the waiter and the guy at the second table. I said your audience seems ready. She said do you want to see also. I said sure. She had me slide her phone to my end of the table. She said wait on me when I come back for my phone.

She slides to the end and this time really extends her left leg around and out of the booth. She stops and finishes her drink. I look down and am looking at pussy. Everyone is. I look at the bar as I am killing my drink she has undivided attention along with the second table guy. She the slides her other leg around, fixes her skirt and stands legs together. We exit towards the bar. As we turn at the end of the bar my wife said wait my phone. Bob and his wife continued walking. I stopped. She walked up to the end of the table and bent at the hip and reached across to the end of the table retrieving her phone she stands up and walks to me and we exit. Bob and his wife are waiting. She ask me how she did. I said the four guys sitting at the table behind her probably saw her entire pussy. The rest of us saw a hint. I said the skirt did not ride up like before fixing her shoe. She kissed me and said she would remedy that.

As we walked she said look now. The skirt hem was even with her ass. We stopped behind her and I asked her to lean forward. She opend her stance slightly and leaned slightly forward. There it was. The prettiest puffy white pussy lips and slit you've ever seen. I walked up and squeezed her from behind pressing my hard dick against her. She said oh my someone excited. I said me.

We wandered around bar hopping for awhile. Bobs wife would flash a boob occasionally. My wife would bend or lean on a table allowing her top to fall open and giving anyone behind her a possible view. Some bars were well lit and just standing looking at the material under her hanging tit gave you a view. A little after ten Bob got a text saying where are you, you are missing a fun time. We head back. On the way back bobs wife would spin for the cheering crowd periodically.

Now to the remainder of the trip.

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We arrived to the same ballroom. This time they were having a credentials check at the head of the hallway. I say they must have had unauthorized visitors for the open bar. We assumed that this was going to be another live band dance. Nope.

The far left of the ballroom had a wooden dance floor and a DJ. Throughout the remainder of the ballroom there were games. One section had old school arcade games like Pac-Man and Stargate. Another had Xbox set up on two large screens. They had Wii bowling on two large screens. Another section had carnival games set up like basketball and bubble pop with darts. The far end had four pool tables and four ping pong tables. There were additional activities but too numerous to name.

Everyone was business casual so the ladies really stood out. My wife was feeling her libations because I assumed that when we entered that she would pull her skirt down that extra inch or two. Nope. She walked directly to the empty Pac-Man game and wanted to play. As she started I went to the bar and got us free drinks. I return. She has a gentleman on either side of her watching and two guys about five feet behind looking. I walk past and come up behind the two guys. My wife is tall. She is wearing heels so now she looks really tall. This pack man game is not tall. She is leaning slightly while guiding the character. While she is playing we are just looking at the space between her legs. Then she looses. When she would lose she would lean forward on her arm and voice her displeasure. With the heels on and leaning forward to that length a rear view of her pussy would come into our sight. One guy hit the other and said damn there it is again. The other said something I couldn't hear over the noise. The the same guy said you think she's for rent. I walked past and offered her a drink. The guys walked away.

As we were looking at additional games I asked if she remembered her skirt would expose her pussy from the rear with a slight lean forward. She said yes but no one has complained but me as she smiled. I said not complaining just wanted you to know that two guys were watching you on that game from behind and when you would die you leaned forward and they were looking at your pussy. She said I know I could see their reflection. She said the other two were looking in her top so she would lean and round her shoulders giving them a view. She said they didn't complain either.

We spent time playing different games and dancing throughout the evening. Around midnight the crowd had thinned. Groups of people were at different stations and both wives were in rare form. The DJ had departed and music was playing. No one near the floor so my wife wanted to dance. No hope of spinning her skirt but the top did have its issues. Her tits would come out and dance at differing aggressive songs. We did have a few voyeurs for some of the last songs. It was a smaller floor than previous so the two drinkers/watchers were not far away. My wife smiled and said spin me. I said that skirt will not move. She said no but my top will. She dances us over to the side of the floor where they are standing by a bar table watching. Then back to the middle. Then back to them. She steps in and raises our hands just over her head. She steps into a rapid spin. When she stops her right tit did not. She is facing me facing them dancing with her tit out. I give her a good ten seconds of dancing and her tit bouncing to the music. I point at it and she replaces it as the song ends. As we walk by she says I'm so sorry about that, the tape has worn off. They both waved her off. I ask what tape. She smiles as we walk.

Bob, his wife, his brother and another guy are on a pool table. She is definitely giving them views of both pussy and tits. They have several several spectators, all men. I ask my wife if she wants a game. She said not right now. We walk by a racecar video game. She says you wanna race. I say sure. You have to get in a car and race on the screen. There are two cars side by I step into the first one and slide down into the seat. Steering wheel is centered and the brake at the left foot accelerator at the right foot, legs apart. I look at my wife contemplating. I ask if she wants to try a different game. She said no. I said wanna pull your skirt down. She said I am doing this give me a minute.

She finally steps into the car and has a foot in each trough. She is holding her skirt tight as she sits down and extends her legs to the pedals. I ask her how much she is showing before we start. She looks down and says everything with my legs open like this. She asked why. I directed her to look at the screen. Three guys were making there way over and we're now standing directly behind us. I ask if she wants to do something different. She looks at me and said it's too late now. She hit the start button. There was a timer at the lower left of the race. Three minutes. I am focused on guys more than the race. The basketball hoop was beside my wife. The counter was about even with my wife's feet. At two minutes forty seconds I see them moving to our right. My wife is racing. That's my wife, competitive to the end.

I didn't think she even noticed them. She was steady shifting braking accelerating and driving. Theyou are now stand at the basketball counter with a ball in hand. Not facing the hoop but facing my wife. They stood there looking for the entire race. When we ended my wife released the wheel and put her hand between her legs. The guys shot the ball and moved on. My wife said I need help getting out. Good lord it was tough getting myself out. I walked to her car. She said how much can you see from there. I am standing where they stood. She moves her hand. Good lord. This place is not dark. The large game screen is bright. I take my phone out and snap a picture. Here's the description.

When she got into the car and straddled the seat she bent down and her ass hit the back of the seat it pulled her skirt up to just a waistband. I could not see this from my car. My wife is sitting in this toy car legs open, pussy on full display. Not part, I mean blonde strip, lips slit everything. These guys were not just getting a peek. They got a full on show. I lifted my wife out as she fixed her skirt. We walked to our drink storage table and had a few rounds. She looked at the picture said oh my and deleted.

We danced some more and close to one in the morning all the games were shut off. So we were ping pong or pool. No women left other than our wives. Maybe twenty guys there half playing pool with Bob and his group. My wife asked if I wanted to play pool. We took a table at the opposite end from bobs group. We played a quick game. My wife is hammered and I won quick. After I won she said what was the bet. I said you have to have your skirt back to how you had it when we arrived. After the car race she had pulled it to normal. She reached down and pulled it up. As she walked away I could almost make out ass cheeks. She bent down to break. I'm behind her. She said am I showing too much. I am looking ato a rear view of puffy white pussy lips and slit. I said not for me. She asked too much for the room. I said only if you think so.

We played another quick game. I noticed that when she had her skirt pulled up the attached part left the top just hanging on her. When the attached skirt is pulled down it tightens the top. So every time she addresses the ball the top opens to her tits hanging free uncovered. I point this out to her and she said is it distracting you. I said yes. She said good. We hand a long game. I mean long cause it took her forever to win. Now with the win she is competitive again. As we are joking around bobs brother and another guy comes down to our table. He said Bob sent us to kick your ass. I didn't have to say anything. My wife said I don't think so, rack them. I look around and our two groups are it. Six guys, Bob, his wife, and the four of us.

My wife of course calls the break. Both bobs brother and his partner are standing by me behind my wife. She sets the ball down, opens her stance and leans over the table. Both guys voice an excitement at what they are seeing. I I may be bias but from behind legs apart my wife has a pussy to dream for. (I stole that statement from bobs brother). After the longest time standing over the ball with us staring at pussy she finally broke and sunk a ball. She moved to the side of the table and addressed the ball. Now we are looking at those beautiful D's hanging. Nipples erect and standing at attention. More comments from the opponents.

This went on for several games a lot of missing on purpose. We won. I will describe the first time bobs brother left one for my wife on the center of the table at my request. She would not stretch for it and missed. His partner sunk a ball. I said we are gonna lose like this. She rolled her eyes. I had him do it again. She walked around for some time. We three got into position. She finally said screw it. She lifted her skirt to just below her hip. We are looking at three quarters of her ass from behind. She lays on the table and lifts her left leg up. We are staring at a full on spread open pussy. Again she takes forever and we are transfixed. She sinks the shot stands and adjust her skirt back and said take that. They both said OK.

Now we played two or three more games with them leaving my wife tough awkward shots but we enjoyed the show till she said I'm done. We put away the sticks and tell Bob we are heading up. They wanted to finish their game. My wife and I walk outside and I have a few cigarettes and we walk around some. Me walk her stumble. We head up to the room. We go in and bobs brother is there with a bottle. The ladies declined a drink. We have one. His brother is telling them all about our game and my wife. We talk awhile and bobs wife said she is getting out of her dress. Bobs brother said by all means. She stands unzips it falls to the floor and she sits back down on the floor. His brother looks at my wife and said don't you want to be comfortable. She says yes but I don't want to get up. He volunteers to assist. My wife said while laying on the floor. Ok if I don't have to get up. He said can I sit you up. Again to our astonishment she said sure.

My wife's dress has a small zipper on the back and sides of the skirt, that's it. You have to pull it off. He unzips the side. Sits her up and unzips the back and my wife smiles. He gets her arms out of the lace sleeves and she is now sitting there topless with the skit on and remainder bundled up behind. She lays down. Bobs brother is standing over her and said now that's a beautiful sight. Her nipples were hard and tight. She lays back and lifts her hips. He slowly pulls this tight skirt/dress down till her pussy is exposed. She has her hips elevated for the removal so he is looking straight at her elevated pussy. He finally got her dress off. Rather than get back in the chair he sits at her feet staring at her.

The conversation changed to how he let us win. She sat right up challenging. She is sitting in her favorite position ankles crossed pussy wide open. Bobs brother either didn't hear her or what but he was focused on her pussy spread open. We talked a while longer till my wife stood up and said it time for bed. Bobs brother jumped up saying great. My wife said just me. She turned went in the bedroom and crawled in bed.