Update. I have time this morning to update another story from my wife. Just like before, I was there and had no clue what transpired other than what I saw. I will try to keep it short. Of all I have learned, this story and her recalling it to me makes me want to do this again but be a participant. I think of this story during sex and lose it every time.

I had planned a fishing trip to prefish a tournament a week in advance. Since I was going alone I decided to go cheap and wait to spend money the following week for a hotel. I found a nearby campground called and rented a, as the person on the phone described, a cabin a level up from a tent. No luxury at all. Last minute after a weather check my wife decided to go with me. After additional packing we left early Thursday. This was a time when using an atlas to navigate was it. After several wrong turns we found the campground.

It was a large teardrop road,one entrance with a one way road in the form of a teardrop with tent areas, RV areas and in the back eight or ten rustic cabins. Cabin description, steps to a platform with wooden walls to about mid thigh. A wire screen to prevent bugs and allow wind to blow through attached to the wall and framed to the roof. Inside had canvas rolls to cover as curtains for privacy on each wall. One light bulb hanging in the center with a pull cord for light. Outside was a post with electric box beside a fire pit. Mornings, evenings and night were OK but it was HOT during the day. We unloaded and set up out bedding and chairs.

There was a communal shower/toilet building about fifty yards up the road opposite our site. We visited. It had air-conditioning and was cold inside. Open the door to the right was three sinks. At the end were two doors with toilets. Walk straight through an open frame and into the shower area. Left wall two large mirrors. Right wall behind sinks three showers with curtains. Wall opposite mirrors two larger showers with curtains. Outside wall was a wooden bench and a line of wooden cubbies.

We are in the first "cabin". Next to us is a large camper and truck. Across the road is another camper/truck. Both had lights strung around their areas and looked to be there for some time. So that's the entire layout. Very few campers or tents and no other cabins occupied.

We spend the morning and until 2 p.m. on the water. My wife sunned and read the whole time while I moved spot to spot. She was topless but no real sightings. We return to the site and it's hot. We set a box fan outside to move air across us and sat relaxing, me drinking cold beer her cold iced fruity wine coolers. My wife eventually removed her shorts and bikini top. She's sitting in a chair in string bikini bottoms and a yellow tank top tshirt. The arm holes are exposing a lot of side boob and the occasional areola glimpse as she lifted her glass or moved just right. She reminded me of this along with the ice water spritz fan she used. Eventually the front of the shirt became somewhat transparent giving the hint of nipple and areola. I remembered that.

I remembered that fishing with a topless wife that weekend was disappointing. No real up close adventure sightings. Now this campsite was a little different.

Later Friday afternoon the RV campers across from us returned. We had a cordial greeting and the went inside the RV. Was an elderly man in his 60's I assume and his wife. Later the campers next to us returned. Same age group, husband and wife. He backed in to his camper got out and greeted us. I could tell he was staring at my wife as he gathered bags from the truck. Additional talking as he went back and forth. Each time staring. I mentioned to my wife his attention to her attire and she responded with something about the heat. Later he came over and introduced himself. He stood in front of us talking. I recall they stay up to a month at different locations and will leave when they want a new environment. The whole time he was glancing and looking at her bikini bottoms and mainly her top. Eventually he left. I again mentioned to my wife his attention was to her not the conversation.

So bypassing some intentional flashing like I had my wife move the armhole exposing a partial nipple as he made trips to his truck. I went and showered. As I showered I heard the door slam. No ther sounds. Then sink going, then door slams. I get back and warn my wife of the lack of privacy for showering. She said this got her to thinking. According to her as I was making suggestions of exposures at the campsite she was planning the communal shower. When she would go to use the toilet she noticed from the fist two sinks you could see the shower room and last shower completely through the mirror, the second shower mostly. She was planning.

She told me I said the showers were empty if she wanted a shower. She declined. From this point on I was oblivious other than the few occasions at the site.

She waited till late evening when both couples were outside their campers to decide to shower. I didn't notice but she said she made sure both new she was going to use the shower. Toiletries in hand and towel over shoulder, she said she waited till in the road to loudly tell me she would be right back after her shower. She said she spent some time naked in the shower area placing her supplies and towel in the cubby. Entered shower and enjoyed the cold water. Hearing the door slam she paused. She then decided she had "accidently" left her shampoo and supplies in the cubby. Taking a look around the shower curtain she saw no one at the sinks. She waited looking. Eventually our neighbor camper came out of the toilet room to the sink.

She said she pulled the curtain and walked to the cubby naked. Retrieving her shampoo she glanced at the mirror. He was looking at her. She returned to the shower. Closing the curtain sh pulled enough to open a gap opposite. She washed her hair several times. She could catch glimpses of him looking in mirror. She hurried and finished. Opened the curtain giving him a full frontal. She walked to the cubby and started toweling dry. She said she gave him a good show drying her hair facing the mirror with her tits shaking to the motion. She then just slipped on the t-shirt and wrapped the towel around her waist. She turned and et into the room with sinks. He was gone. She brushed hair and teeth and returned. She never said a word to me.

The two couples cooked out that night as did we. We met both and had conversations. By this time my wife is wearing shorts and a full tshirt. We slept with the canvas rolled up. She ended up topless and panties on top of the sleeping bags from heat. Saturday before light I was ready. She wanted to stay. I hit the water. Our neighbors camper was maybe thirty feet away from our cabin up a slight incline. Laying on the wooden bed frame his windows were above the short wall. I did not take notice of this at that time.

My wife said that she couldn't go back to sleep after I left. Both campers left their hanging lights on all night, I appreciated the light for loading and leaving. She just laid on top of the bedding listening to our neighbor moving around assuming me leaving woke people up.
She said she heard the camper door open and close across the road. They were below our site so she looked over and he was taking his small dog walking around the site. She watched him start down the road toward the empty cabins and decided since it's still darkish she would walk to the cooler and get a water. She waited till she saw him returning to his site. Once almost to his camper she walked out letting the door make more noise than intended closing. She laughed telling me that she was only wearing her thong panties and no shoes. When she stepped out the ground hurt her feet. She had to walk slowly. She said he stopped and watched her walk to the cooler, get a water, take a drink and head back inside. Once inside laying down she heard him go inside his RV.

Excited from her recent activity she was wide awake. She said she was about to spend some alone time with her orgasm thinking about what she had done. Looking around to assure her privacy our neighbor was looking out his window. She said she was pretty sure he watched her walk to the cooler and back from the window. She said he sat there till daybreak looking at her through the window. When he left the window she got dressed. She said she was frustrated to have missed her masterbating activity. She sat around the site reading and visiting with both couples.

Saturday around noon she said both couples left and road traffic seemed to stop. She took a walk around the road a few tents were set up by the small lake with people fishing but not much activity. When she returned she was hot, sweaty and frustrated. She headed to the shower. Her intention was to cool off and rub one off.

To finish this story...

So on to the shower building. She was a little embarrassed telling this part. She was fully dressed bra panties tshirt shorts. She quickly undressed and into the shower. In explaining this part she almost had me cum in my shorts. I was rock hard with her telling me about her desire to masturbate. She said her first orgasm made her squat with her back on the wall as she quaked and shook. While showering, she started again. She said she had another more intense orgasm. I asked if she used this trip often. She smiled and said yes even recently. She said she had lost track of place and time being completely focused.

Now completely relaxed she showered and cooled off. She said she even opened the shower curtain while showering to let the air-conditioning/cold air hit her wet body.

I started a new paragraph because this deserves it. She said for a good long time she just rotated under the water letting it run down her body as the cold air from the room cooled her even more. She had applied shampoo at some point and turned facing the mirrors with her back to the shower head leaning back rinsing her hair. She saw movement in the mirror. She looked and a young black man was sitting between two sinks on the counter watching her in the mirror. Now according to her she is full on facing him with soap running down her face. She turns her ass to the mirror and starts rinsing face and hair. She said she was initially scared because this was absolutely unintentional showering in front of a stranger. While rinsing she said she decided to just act normal. I asked what's normal. She said quickly dry off and leave.

She said she shut off the water and stood there squeezing water from her hair thinking. When she turned to exit she glanced. He was still there but standing facing the sink looking. She said she was not sure what came over her but she took the towel from the cubby and covered her head and started drying her hair. As she did this she did as before and faced the mirror shaking her tits to drying her air. Once done she said she quickly dried her body and started dressing. When she had on panties and bra she heard a toilet door quietly close. She then finished dressing still half wet. She gathered her belongings and heard the toilet flush. As she walked out the man was walking to the exit. She said she greeted him. He smiled and asked if she enjoyed her shower. She said his smile really embarrassed her and she knows she turned red with embarrassment. She said yes as he opened the door. She went one way and he the other.

She said her mind was racing. How long had he been there? Did he heard her pleasuring herself? If he was in the building he absolutely heard her vocalizing her orgasms. Was he there from the beginning of her showering with the curtain open? Should she had quickly closed the curtain? She rattled off more but no idea what.

Back at the site she realize she had taken almost an hour in the shower. She said I didn't get back to the camp till close to 5 p.m. Just before I arrived she was sitting in front of the fan by the fire pit reading when a truck was slowly passing by. She looked up and the man that was in the bath house was on the riders side with his window down. The two men were smiling. She said when she looked up at them smiling the man waved and shouted nice seeing you today. She said by reflex she smiled and waved back. She said she was initially embarrassed but took it out on me sexually that night.

When I returned, I do recall being disappointed that she was fully clothed or at least wearing bra and panties. After showering I returned and she changed into a cami that was essentially see-through or close and thin loose cloth sleeping shorts that showed the lower creases of her ass cheeks. We did spend time with both campers that evening drinking beer and coolers but outside my wife's top, no exposure that I could tell.

Now my wife tells me that she gave each of the elderly men peeks at her pussy throughout the evening through the leg hole of her nitie shorts. Also she would occasionally adjust her tits in her top giving great nipple pokies. I can attest to that.

I even questioned her on this not believing because I was there. She smiled at me and said when she sat she would adjust the gap giving them differing views throughout the evening. All looking unintentional. I asked if they actually saw her. She said definitely. I asked how she knew. She said I seemed more interested in talking about fishing and lakes and gear and drinking beer than noticing her. They spent time talking to both. They always talked to her nipples or crotch. She also voiced it.

On my behalf she agreed that I was drinking a lot as were our elderly men and I sat most of the time beside her while they were in front of her. We were at our side neighbors site most of that evening because he had better lighting and bigger chairs along with a huge outdoor fan that my wife loved. One she relayed. My side neighbor wanted to see something in my boat. My wife got up to get another drink. She returned and sat down lifting her legs sitting Indian style in the chair. She was talking to our across the road neighbor. When she asked a question he didn't respond. She said the whole time he was looking between her legs. She looked down and said adjusting her position pulled the entirety of her shorts up and across. Her description was he saw everything from landing strip to almost butthole. She said she quickly put her feet on the ground apologizing readjusting. His response was to apologize for looking.

She said she forgot and as we sat talking she resumed that position. She noticed both men randomly looking. She looked down and guessed any time she sat this way she would be mostly exposed. Over the next several hours she would reposition to Indian style just to get a reaction.

Finally. All this exposure had her ready for sex. Both neighbors were disappointed we decided to call a night. Later In the "cabin" she stripped completely naked and said sex now. I asked about the canvas. She said she wated sex so make it quick or let's start. I recall all this. I went down on her and she was trying to remain quiet but didn't do too well. Both campers were dark but I guarantee they heard and eventually watched. From going down on her to her blowing me to missionary to cowgirl to reverse cowgirl to standing from behind in the cabin to outside by the fire pit from behind to much the same on my boat.

I always assumed they were sleeping till now. Sunday we packed up and fished then home. Other than topless sunning with no one seeing that was it. All this time I thought she was nervous showing her hard nipples through her shirt or the initial yellow shirt exposure. Now I hope anyone reading this may see my excitement hearing about these stories. ESPECIALLY THIS ONE.

Great story. Thanks for sharing it with us

Countrylivin
 

TERRIFIC story!! Your excitement comes through loud and clear. Great detail, and very enjoyable. Thanks!!

Very exciting
 

I`m never in the right place. Wish I would run into your wife someday:D

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Great stories! The way you write, you can actually visualize the event. I know you said you don't pictures earlier but would you be able to describe your wife physical attribute to have a better visualization.

Happy to provide a description.

My wife is 5' 7" tall. Estimated weight around 130 to 135 lbs. Sandy blonde hair to her shoulders except she keeps blonde highlights in her hair so she appears to be blonde. I honestly do not know her measurements but picture someone really into yoga and that's her. Not an athletic body but tone. She is one of those women in between bra cups. Some bras she will wear a large C, others are a D. She refers to her tits as D's. Larger than a half dollar areola with a proportional nipple. Very pink. As she tans topless they darken a bit to my enjoyment. She keeps her pussy hairless and almost always has a landing stirp for my decoration. All my buddies enjoy seeing her in tights. Just like this past weekend. A buddy and I were having a beer looking at the wives talking. Their backs were to us. He says quote, "good lord, look at all that sunlight between Lisa's legs". My wife is into yoga and riding her bike. So she has very defined calves and thighs. She could break a rib when squeezing me during sex. She has very fair skin. To keep a tan look she has to tan a lot. Two weeks of no tanning she is back to fair skinned.

Another snow/ice storm for the south again this weekend. I have posted several stories my wife has relayed over the past month or so of her enjoyment of exposing herself to others. All done with me having no clue or just oblivious to my surroundings. Over the past month or so there are many stories she has told. This weekend we are alone Friday night, as a blizzard it going on outside we are having drinks by the fire in our den. Seems the more wine she has the more she remembers and starts to recall. I encourage her every time.

So we are sitting talking. She says, so, I just remember one I haven't told you. I encouraged the story. She asked if I remembered us going to my favorite beer drinking, sports watching establishment for my birthday some years back. I did recall the time. Mainly because she is not a fan of Buffalo wild wings and all the loud men in the bar area watching and cheering on the sporting event being watched. Also, it was her idea and the way she dressed.

She said it had been some time since she had done anything exciting and had spent time that week trying to come up with something I may want to do for my birthday. With the bar area being heavily populated with men, she felt like she could dress sexy for my birthday and possibly do some fun things for herself on the side. She asked if I recalled what she was wearing. I did, a light red silky blouse and a short black flowing skirt. She reminded that she wore her sheer thin bra that keeps her nipples permanently poking through the fabric.

I remember walking in from work seeing her standing there. She said you ready to go out on the town for your birthday. I said I hope we are not going dancing or one spin will show everyone your underwear. She said no we will go to Buffalo wild wings. I agreed quickly before I thought she could change her mind.

Off we go. She chose the Buffalo wild wings in a town thirty miles away. She told me that one because it may be less crowded. I didn't care at the time all I was thinking about was beer, food, sports and of course my wife. I also recall asking if she would be OK in the bar area with her nips poking her shirt. She asked what I thought. I recall at the time, I was just excited to go drink beer and have a designated driver. I said something along the lines of no problem.

Things I recall. I do remember her getting looks from other men throughout the night but I attributed this to her beauty and her nipple pokies. Also the good service to being my birthday. Until her relaying this my only excuses are damn I was stupid and enough beer one becomes less aware of one's surroundings. On the rare occasion she will go with me she always wants a booth away from the loud bar area so when we arrived and she chose a tall table and chairs front and center of the bar I was elated.

Now my wife. She said she chose her attire to possibly "accidently" expose to others. I said well your nipples were definitely getting attention. She smiled really big and said yes but that she chose the skirt because she did not have anything on underneath. My jaw hit the floor. I said you went commando? She said initially no. That after some time in the bar she went to the restroom and removed them and had put them in her purse. Damn.

She even selected her chair for this. She said I sat facing the bar and big televisions. She sat to my right because she faced the door to outside dining and the waiter, bar pickup was on that end. So here we are on a small round elevated table with elevated chairs. She said she waited till it was mainly the two male waiters, the male bartender and mostly men at the bar and tables in that direction before her restroom trip. She said she again gradually worked up her nerves to sit with legs uncrossed. She said she had eventually worked her skirt up and had wrapped a foot around each side of the chair.

She said it was very frustrating sitting there playing like she was on her phone while watching people enter and exit or the waiters go back and forth for drink pickups never getting a hint someone could see her exposed under the table.

We were there for over four hours. I was drunk and having a good time with the tables around us. She said I kept asking if she was ready to go and her response was it's your birthday. We stayed till closing. The later it got the more frustrating she said it was getting. It was late and only our table, the table of two men I was talking with and another behind us with two men. Our waiter had got off work so only one waiter and the bartender. She remembers well.

She said she had really given up and was sitting back in the chair on her phone and glance up. The bartender was leaning on the bar staring at her. She looked down and the hem of the skirt barely concealed her view. She said he was just staring. She said she wanted to initially cross her legs but just continued on her phone. He moved to take an order she waited and repositioned. She watched him talk to our waiter and they kept looking at her smiling. She said both kept walking to the end of the bar looking back at her but legs together. She went to the restroom, sat on the toilet and positioned her skirt hem like before and she said she was very much exposed flashing him.

She said she was in the restroom aroused but went back to the table. She said I was drunk and talking to the drunk man beside me ignoring her. When her next opportunity presented itself. Our waiter if I remember correctly was an ex university of Georgia linebacker was at the end of the bar waiting on the bartender. She said he kept looking over at her. Her purse was in the chair beside her so she exaggerated her reach opening her legs to get it. When she put it on the table she looked down and saw more than intended but rummaged in it a few seconds and repeated placing it back in the chair and putting her legs together. She said when the bartender returned they both looked over smiling and talking.

She said that the waiter brought me a fresh birthday beer right after. She said I showed as much appreciation as a drunk could. With not much time remaining till close she said it was just our two tables remaining in the bar. She said as drunk as my buddy and I were we really paid no attention to her. The waiter and bartender ended up at the end of the bar visiting killing time till close. At around thirty minutes till close said she went to the restroom so no stopping on the way home. She climed back up into the chair and initially put her legs together. With fifteen minutes till close she repeated her purse reach. Looking down she said she was again more exposed than intended. Legs opens she gets her wallet looks up. Both waiter and bartender are looking talking. She motions to the waiter. She ask for our check.

She said the whole time they are talking and looking. The waiter returns with our bill and three fresh beers for the men again saying happy birthday. She gives him her card to pay. The waiter and bartender process this transaction slowly while looking at her according to my wife. She said she even leaned back in her chair pretending to look at her phone but watching them. She said leaning back she looked down and they had a direct view of everything between her legs and she felt herself getting wet but remained leaning back as the waiter brought her card looking as he walked. She sat up once there. Smiling he asked if we enjoyed our stay. She said she responded with, my birthday boy is more interested in talking to him than me. He said well that's just not right. She said it's OK I can be bored while he drinks on his birthday.

She said he went back to the end of the bar talking to the bartender with both looking over as they did. She said since she still had time to kill she repositioned. She hooked each foot around the leg of the chair phone in hand leaned back. Looking down she already knew she was completely open but opened her knees a little extra. She said both were staring talking. She said she remained in this position as the waiter moved from table to table cleaning and adjusting chairs. The bartender came around the bar adjusting the chairs at the bar as he looked. They each made trips to tell me and the table a countdown till close. The bar actually waited till the last dining table left to come tell us closing time.

I asked how long she stayed exposed at the end. She said she didn't really move positions till they said closing so around twenty to twenty five minutes. I asked what she did the entire time. She said she enjoyed looking over her phone at them walking back and forth or looking for excuses to get closer to look. She said the worst part was that I slept all the way home and immediately fell on the bed out for the night. She admitted to having to take matters into her own hand before she got in bed.

Not really sure how I would have responded if I knew what was happening under my nose the but now I wish I had a time machine so I could have enjoyed this time as much as she did. We are planning a trip south to my parents for the weekend.

I would love to come up with an exposure idea while away. We've done the highway topless. Staying at my parents takes out hotel or city experiences. I've been reading ways to expose but nothing helpful. If anyone has done something that looks accidental to expose I would appreciate any suggestion.

Life has been rather boring till this past weekend. However, I continue to get an occasional exposure story from her past. With the weather going from snow to rain from hot to cold we have just remained home other than a family visit south. It has been a long time since we have ventured out to see live music and spend a night partying, drinking and dancing due to mandates and shutdowns. I happen to notice a club promoting a live band for Saturday night and booked a table. We were excited.

Saturday arrived and we decided to leave early and do a little pub crawling to end the night with live music. The evening was warm so my wife decided to go comfortable. A tight long sleeve white under armour top with black leggings and tennis shoes. Her hair pulled back into a long ponytail. We drive the forty-five minutes and parking was horrible. We ended up parking on the sixth floor of a seven story parking garage four blocks from all the bars and clubs.

As the evening turned to night we progressed from bar to bar. My wife is not a strong drinker so she's feeling no pain. I decide to stop drinking so I could drive home much less locate the parking garage. We enter the final club early and take our reserved table. She orders a drink I order water. Prior to the band taking the stage she looks at me and said, you think if I take off my bra my nipples will show through. I responded with only one way to find out. She left to the restroom. Some time later, is walking back toward the table. Tits bouncing she's smiling carrying her bra in her hand. She sits down and tosses her bra on te table saying can you keep this for me. I fold it and tuck it in my pocket.

I could not really see her nipples through her white top but she was definitely aroused by the sight of protruding nipples. Throughout the night she got many looks and men passing our table to get second, third and more looks. Also as the place filled and dancing commenced it got hot. Combine that with the light show her top became a little more revealing. By that, every time the lights went extra bright her top would reveal a hint of areola.

Now time for the long walk back. The weather had gotten cooler and it's raining. Not a down pour but a steady rain. People are still walking up and down the streets going from bar to bar and partying. Maybe three or four bars past our leaving the music venue we pass two drunk college age guys. As we approach they start cheering and pointing. As we pass one says loudly, NICE TITS. We both look at the same time. Her top is wet and see thru. She crosses her arms over her tits after saying something in a shocked tone.

We had passed twenty more people as we left so not sure how long it took the rain to get the top to this point. She walked the rest of this still busy block arms crossed. We reached the corner where we turned to walk the four blocks to the garage. This direction was not so busy. It seemed that mostly guys were out walking and the females were waiting or running to a location. About half way past the first block we were laughing at the situation. She is still feeling no pain so I said why are you covering. She is laughing but said this wet top is like skin on me. She drops her arms and she was correct but as we walked I stared at her tits bouncing up and down side to side with her nipples hard and nothing left to the imagination.

As we made our way, we would come up on random individuals or groups heading to the partying strip. Most seemed to be already drunk. Mostly younger college age. Each time one approached she would cross her arms. After she did it twice, on the third time a single guys smiled as he passed and said damn I was hopeful for a closer look. We kept walking. My wife said I thought I was covered before they could see. I said not with all the street lights. Up the block two men exit a building turn towards us. They each have umbrellas wearing suits. Obviously not the party crowd. My wife is casually walking and said, ok see what happens. You could tell the moment they noticed her tits, smiling and talking. As they approached one said, I would offer you my umbrella but I guess it's too late. She smiles and said, definitely too late.

We passed several more groups with one group of guys cheering her tits as they passed.
She never attempted to cover. We finally enter the parking garage. To my disappointment no one was walking out. We shook off the excess water and I got a good look at her. She may as well not have a shirt on. Stairs or elevator. She was tired of walking, elevator. We rounded the wall to the elevator and there was one older man standing waiting. He looked to be mid fifties wearing a suit holding his umbrella linke a cane. He looked at us as we rounded the wall and smiled. My wife quickly crossed her arms. We stopped at the elevator waiting. He was still smiling and said, I guess you didn't expect it to rain. My wife said no.

We made small talk. He was there for a meeting with other attorneys and still had a two hour drive. This is the slowest elevator ever. We finally enter the elevator, he is staring at my wife as he pushed six for us and seven for him. I glance at her. She had adjusted her crossed arms. Her right nipple was covered by her arm. Her left nipple was exposed over her arm and he stared the entire slow ride to six. We say our goodbyes and head to our vehicle. I ask if she was aware of her nipple exposed. She smiled and said she adjusted when we got on the elevator.

We get to the truck. Before getting in she strips completely naked and jumps In with her clothes piled on the floor. The rain continued to be just a slight drizzle. Enough to just have the wipers on intermittent. So she's still drunk and turned on. She keeps flashing truck drivers but couldn't tell if they looked. Frustrated she would complain that I was only passing trucks when there were no street lights. There's one flyover interchange on the way home that is well lit and traveled I reminded her. This made her happy. I see two trucks ahead merging to take this ramp. I slow down and ask will these trucks work. Yes, but don't fly by them.

We get to this big flyover ramp and it is lit up like daylight. The first truck I slowly roll up to him. Older white haired man with a beard to match. My drunk wife lowered the window and is bouncing facking him waving. He's looking straight ahead. I slow pacing window to window. He glanced over and does a double take to my naked wife still bouncing and waving. He smiles and waves back. I pass. She is excitingly saying hurry to the next one before we lose the lights. He wasn't that far ahead but I speed up. I get beside him. It's a older black man wearing a hat looking strait ahead. Window still down, she is bouncing and waving. He looks over with no double take smiles and waves at the naked drunk bouncing woman.

We now are coming off the ramp. I pass. The big lights go all the way to our next exit. She is overly excited. I'm doing the speed limit. The last truck is catching up. I ask if I should speed up or let him catch us. She just looked back smiling and saying something incoherent. I said you should flash him your pussy. She looked at me smiling and said, really, how. I said turn in the seat facing the window, lean back with your legs crossed Indian style. When he's beside us lift your butt and wave. She asked window up or down. Your call. He is now closing quicker. She spins in the seat facing the window lowers the window,reclines the seat fully back and leans back.

Her head is almost across the center console turned looking behind us. Her nipples are hard as rocks and I'm looking down her body at her public strip and mound. I was thinking good god this man is going to see everything with her legs opened like this. We are less than a minute from him seeing us pass now he is passing us. My wife whispers over the open window, I think he can see me now he's smiling. With the seat reclined I'm pretty sure he could. At my back tire he started slowly moving up. Here's my wife's reactions.

Oh my God he's slowing down.
If I can see him he can see me right?
Oh my God he's looking strait at me smiling.
He's taking forever.
You think he sees my whole body?
Oh my God, he's looking smiling he can see me.

At this point I turn on the dome light and the directional lights in the cab. She was so fixated on him she didn't notice. I look and his window is beside my back passenger window and he is definitely looking and seeing her smiling. Back to her reactions.

Ok, he's almost beside us
Oh my God, I'm completely naked.
He can see my tits and pussy.
I'm getting your seat wet.
You think he can see I'm wet? I may orgasm.
Oh my God, he's right here looking at me.

Now he's beside the window looking at her. You have to read her reactions quickly one after the other. We are still not long from passing him that he's beside us looking at her. We go five or ten seconds with him taking in her naked exposed body pacing us. I look and he is taking it in smiling. I wish I could have watch more but driving sucks.

Ok what now. He's looking at me. I said lift you butt so he gets a good view and squeeze your tits. She lifted higher than I thought she could and squeezed her tits. Still lifted she said ok go. I said run your hand over your pussy then I'll pass. She slowly ran her fingers the length of her pussy several times. I found out after she took a middle finger dip to her knuckle on the last one. She completed and I sped past.

On the country road to our house takes ten minutes. She masturbated to orgasm.

This was something I can use for a long time.

Countrylivin-
 

Two amazing stories in a row- and very well told. My compliments, and of course, thanks. Your wife sounds like a real gem! It can be incredibly exciting to hear a woman tell those stories from her past, and hers are wildly hot!

A little extra from this past weekend. From being inside the music venue it was fun and exciting. Fun being out with my wife in a crowded venue braless. Tits bouncing and swaying to dancing, walking and general movement. Nipples perpetually hard poking through the material. I was literally transfixed on her chest most of the time or watching reactions to those continually walking by or just watching from a distance. Just walking back and forth to the restroom she was hit on several times.

The change in weather was an unexpected bonus. If she had been sober I'm pretty sure I would have been required to go get our vehicle and pick her up. Instead it just got better. She said that the walk back just changed her mood to be exposed. The positive reactions just encouraged her to want more. She said that she delayed getting into the truck as she stripped naked hoping that the man from the elevator would drive past as he exited but took too long.

Wanting more she attempted flashing trucks naked lying back in the seat fully reclined. Not getting to see or being able to see any reactions made her drunken desire want more so it got better.

I have never seen her so turned on, excited, aroused with the next part. Listening to her make excited statements over and over and talking about how wet and aroused she was had me so hard I was leaking in my wet boxers. When we got home, I would like to say we had sex for an extended period of time but sex is too soft of a description. She literally fucked the hell out of me. During this fucking she talked about what she showed and that she inserted her finger as he watched. She exploded into orgasm as she rode me and regrettably so did I. She even continued riding me till my poor penis just flopped free.

Next day she asked how I felt about the previous evening. My response. I really enjoyed all but getting my brains fucked out was the best. She was apprehensive to talk about her thoughts at first. I asked why she was avoiding the details. She said that she felt like she may have let loose too much. I asked how. She looked at me eyes wide and said I masturbated to orgasm in the truck seat going down a road. I said smiling, you sure did. I also told a little fib. I said I was glad she did because watching her do this made me cum in my boxers. That little fib excited her. She said really. I said absolutely. Then she started with details.

Most of the details up until the last truck were the same as most other details. The thing that she said different was that as she flashed trucks initially that in her drunken state she forgot she was completely naked and was just flashing tits. She didn't realize or remember she was naked till after bouncing her tits waving at the first truck in the lights. She then wondered if he could actually see everything mostly tits and her pubic strip after we passed. This thought really excited her. She said she didn't know if it was the alcohol or her thoughts or both. So when she got to the second truck she turned and as she lifted from the seat she was trying to get him a view of her pubic hair strip. Still unsure if he saw or just focused on her tits she was really aroused thinking he actually saw everything available.

She thought that was it. She was going to suggest we pull off the road for a quick sex session to temper her arousal. That was until I said the second truck driver was catching up to see again. She was excited that I suggested she give him a better look. Also said that she was nervous and her heart was racing a hundred miles an hour. She said she got in the position and looked down. With her knees so far apart she could see that she was wet, glistening, aroused and could not stop the progress. She decided she wanted to see him look and watche him the whole time.

Her first sight was when she was laid back looking behind at his approach. She realized he could see her as his window reached our back tire. She said he was smiling looking and slowed. She watched him slowly pace his way to beside her window. The whole time he made some hand gestures but only one she remembered was a few thumbs up. She said that she knew he could see everything prior to lifting her butt because she said his eyes went from face to tits to pussy and back giving a hand gesture again. Nerves were getting to her and she said she was dripping wet looking at him and thought we should pass until I suggested lift and run her and over her pussy.

She said without thinking she lifted and squeeze her tits and nipples to his smiling. She said her first hand rub was a full hand down and up soaking her hand. This caused her to get more excited and said she wanted to do it again so she used her fingers on the second pass and slowed her rub. The third pass she inserted her finger into her wet hole and paused. She said she looked at him with her finger knuckle deep and he was staring at her finger. She finished and I passed. She said if I would have stayed beside him she would have continued fingering herself to orgasm. I said damn.

When we took our exit it was dark. I did watch her rub one out in short order as we drove. She said that she could not wait any longer.
She masturbated to remembering his face and reactions to seeing her. I asked what turned her on the most. She relayed several things about what turned her on most but not sure how others would take what she said.

She concluded with, I guess with my telling you stories from my past and everything recent you know I'm a full blown exhibitionist and enjoy the excitement it gives. I happily said yes I do.

Ditto
 

I realized that too. I just wish I was around her to enjoy it more. Guess stories will have to do

1. The greatest white lie you'll ever tell!

2. Love a lass pleasuring herself in the passenger seat! Something electric about it. I persuade the wife to do it at least a few times every summer on trips to the beach. Last year I had to keep driving past our house for a good 15mins because she was so revved up. She knew if we stopped and unpacked she'd lose the feeling so I was instructed to keep driving!

3. Surely you gotta tell us this. That's Eldorado! This is what all men search for their entire lives. The more data points we have on it, the better!

I assume you are correct. It is "Eldorado" to me. In today's times where people get offended at anything and everything I did not add some details from the music venue, the walk and her thoughts, feelings and emotions. So at the risk of others being offended here it is.

I asked what turned her on the most from the evening not really expecting much just talking. This question was posed I believe the next day as we discussed. Her answer started a lot of questions and thoughts. She paused and said getting hit on by the black guys at the table in front of the hallway leading to the restroom started it. She explained on her second trip to the restroom she passed them braless and they smiled at her she nodded. On her way back one said nice shirt. She smiled said thanks and walked past. She said she went to the restroom several other times just to let them hit on her. She said they were not rude or crast but kept trying to get her to sit with them.

On the walk back the two college guys that first noticed her were black and said nice tits. She said in her drunken condition she was enjoying the black guys attention because they seemed the most excited by reactions. Now in the truck as we drove through downtown she said she was thinking only about those encounters and was getting aroused. She said even drunk she remembered that most truck drivers we pass were black and they also showed the most appreciation by reactions. While laying naked in the seat she said her mind was racing and wanted to flash truckers.

When the first driver was white she said she was disappointed. Then realizing she was completely naked wanted to really expose herself to the next truck. Once she realized he was black she was really trying her best to give him a full frontal. After passing she said she really got wet when she realized he wanted to see more and I approved. She said watching him watch her the entire time made her push boundaries. She said, when I had lifted my pussy up and he smiled, the dark contrast from his skin to teeth made me think he was smiling bigger than he probably was but I got excited. Again her words, so when you said to run my hand over my pussy I was sopping wet. So I decided to do it again but use my fingers.

She said this time she opened her fingers opening her pussy for him to view. She is staring at him. So the third time she went knuckle deep for his viewing pleasure. The rest is as posted.

So what turned her on that evening was the reactions from the black men that she came in contact with. I know it sounds racial but she is definitely and equal opportunity exhibitionist. It's just according to her that's what she was thinking and their appreciation of her plus some alcohol made her push boundaries.

Other than an occasional story of exposure from her past we have not had or generated any occasions to expose since last post. The weather has changed considerably to hot.

I arrive home yesterday. Searched the house no wife. Looked out at our pool. My wife is tanning topless. I change into shorts and head out to accompany her. It's hot and the sun is beating down on me. I sit under the umbrella in the shade. We talk. She is glistening in the sun from all the tanning lotion. Out of the blue she says, Charles has been checking in on me from time to time. Charles is our neighbor. Appears he has been frequenting his upstairs window to get a peek. We remained by the pool till she was ready to go inside. I did not see him look but I could have missed.

She told me that not long after she first got set up she noticed him standing in the window looking at her. She was wearing her dark blue string bikini at the time. He watched for several minutes and disappeared. She said after several rotations and thinking she removed her bikini top. She glanced up occasionally but nothing. She said she started tanning her back. She rotated but forgot about Charles. After thinking she glanced up and he was in the window looking. She said her heart started racing and nipples got hard. She then applied additional lotion as her watched.

She said he made several additional stops in the window to check on her but did not see him after I came out. We assume he got spooked by my presence. I asked why she didn't just go full on nude sunbathing. She smiled and said, I have to leave him something for the future.

Gulf coast beach
 

I have tried posting several times and just post the exposure but made no sense. I'm trying to condense so it's not so long with nonexposure.

Several weeks ago my wife and I were discussing our upcoming vacation to Santa Rosa Island for fourth of July week. She suggested a trip to the gulf coast and spend Saturday on the beach. I was hesitant to agree with two long drives in a month along with gas prices. She walked away. She returned wearing a string bikini from our early marriage. I have asked many times for her to wear it to a public beach with no success. She said if we go she would wear if we stayed away from families and kids.

This bikini was her favorite tanning bikini and never thrown out. A little frayed around the edges and strings a little worn but overall a viable option. The problem is just like most, my wife is not the same size. She was a B cup then and this bikini was small then. She is a solid D cup with half dollar areolas topped with proportional nipples today. The cups just covered past her areolas leaving a lot of titty exposed on both sides and the top. Also the cloth is thin leaving her to nipple pokies continously. The bottoms are also smaller, not a thong but when dry you see an impression of her pussy when wet there's a perfect impression of her pussy an slit. Color is solid red.

Skipping driving and crappy hotel. We pack our gear and head to the beach. We arrive to rain. We sit in the parking lot. I'm driving so I have water in the small cooler. My wife packed herself a container of her favorite alcohol drink. We sat talking to drinks watching the waves. Over an hour later rain stops. We load or gear in our beach wagon and off we go. She's carrying two beach bags, I'm pulling an overloaded beach wagon carrying my large beach umbrella. We turn left and walk forever. My wife is choosing our spot for lack of a chance she is around kids. In the distance I see a large blue canopy tent and people moving around.

We approached and a man was walking our way carrying a trash bag. He appeared to have been partying all morning. We greeted and he said pointing at their site that we should set up there if we don't mind the music and their behavior. We arrived and she decided to set up behind them further from the water. We are unloading and getting set up when he returned. Very friendly but obviously a little drunk. As we set up he told us about the group. They were there for a fraternity reunion and decided to just stay another week in condos down the beach. Five men and three wives. All looked to be in their late 50s to early 60s. In addition to their large canopy they had tables, coolers, chairs, blankets, towels, music, etc. Looked like a college party place.

He said they had several run-ins with life guards and was suggested they move to this area for less complaints. This soon after the rain they are back in full party mode while he is talking to us. We finish. I'm standing talking and my wife proceeded to remove her bikini cover. He's talking and stops looking at her. I look. She has her long cover going over her head to remove. Carrying her beach bag on her shoulder caused her nipple to escape the bikini cup. We are silently looking at her exposed nipple. She removes the cover and as she tosses it on the beach blanket she noticed her nipple exposure. She covers her nipple and says oops sorry. He laughs and said no worries its been happening all week to them.

He introduced us around. I do not believe there was a sober one in the group. They were all very friendly. Skipping ahead.

We were relaxing and soon I got to see what he was talking about. Over a thirty minute period I saw all three wives tit or tits or nipple or nipples in various displays. The waves were larger than normal and they were enjoying playing in them. My wife would also notify me if I missed a tit or ass. Throughout the afternoon we would mingle with them around their site or in the water. I was not too excited about fighting the waves because of the long drive home later. I just wanted to relax under my umbrella in my beach chair since I couldn't partake in the partying. My wife did otherwise. By mid-afternoon she was tipsy drinking her alcohol. She would go mingle and party while I read my Patricia Cornwell paperback.

She would come back and ask if I saw this person's tits or this person's. Sometimes I did sometimes I missed it. I would ask about her and she would say she has not yet. She said I'll let you know. Well after tanning she sat up and said I may go in the waves now. Usually when she would go to the water, if no one was in, a few of the men would go out to see her nipple pokies and pussy imprint. She walked in to two men and a wife. They were talking then turned and walked towards the waves. She held her tits the first one. They all were laughing and jumping. The second she did as they were and jumped hands up. The wave crashed into her. She spun and both tits were out. She was fixing her hair then replaced the cups over her nipples. The two men and wife were clapping and laughing. She walked away from the waves laughing.

Soon together they went back out. She would sometimes hold her tits some not. She had four or five tit or tits out exposures during this trip to the water. After a while she returned smiling. As she towled off telling me the conversation I'm looking up at her bikini bottoms. She has a natural thigh gap. She is self conscious about it at times wearing a swimsuit. Standing with her legs a little open the wet cloth is glued to her pussy. I didn't need a lot of imagination to visualize the bottoms missing. After she was on her blanket I described what I was looking at. She smiled and said I know they have mentioned the same thing to me. I asked and she told me the statements. She said that's why she stands the way she does in the water. I didn't notice.

Throughout the day everyone saw her tits or nipples many times. Even drunk she was cautious if someone passed by walking. It sucked not partying with them. They were really fun. It got to the point the wives would just pull up their tops to clean out sand and replace. We planned on leaving between six and seven so I'm watching the time. Just before five, the three wives and two men decided to pack up and go to their condos, Per their words, they need to shower, sober up and get ready to grill out that evening. We said our byes and great times and they left.

The remaing men were still in party mode. If I drank as much as they had I would be out. They continued. We were at our site, wife tanning. The three men walked towards us. They were inviting us to come belly surf. They are standing at my wife's feet not hiding the fact they are staring and talking to her pussy. She has her legs even further apart. I decline with the excuse of my long drive. My wife said she wanted to see the action first. They ran out to the water, one stumbling face first in the sand racing. They spent a good fifteen to twenty minutes attempting to catch a wave and body surf to the beach. It was a hot mess. My wife would cheer and clap at most failed attempts.

Now it's close to six. I notify my wife. After a long pause, she asked if I wanted to leave soon. I said at least before seven. As she's pouring the last of her alcohol and takes a drink she said that she was going to go attempt a belly surf and would be ready afterwards. Trying to sound like I was not rushing her but I was ready to go when the other wives left. I said, well I'm pretty sure they already know what your tits look like. She smiled finished her drink and said when I get back we will leave. I was happy she was ready to go. The three men are on the ground resting from their failed attempts drinking sitting in the waters edge. She walks up to them facing standing. They have the same view I had earlier and she has her legs open wider standing talking and laughing.

I think the waves took a lot of party out of them because she turned and walked out they remained sitting. Two waves out she spun facing us tits out laughing. The men whistled and clapped. She did not fix the cups. She turned and dove into the next swimming out. She went under several times, made a few attempts to catch a wave and swam back bobbing in the waves waiting. Themes were booing her attempts. She flipped them off. After getting closer to shore she started swimming hard and caught a wave perfect. Granted she's much lighter than all us. It looked like she was going all the way to the beach when she rolled sideways into the wave. The she's tumbling in the wash. She struggles at first to stand but then stands up facing the beach. Her hair is tangled around her head.

The men still sitting start cheering and clapping. Her tits are out and her nipples are pointing to the beach. They continued cheering, whistling and hooting. Then I see it. Her bottoms are gone. She's standing practically naked unraveling her hair. I'm looking straight through her legs and can see details from maybe twenty to twenty-five yards. The three men are sitting maybe ten to fifteen feet with the same view. Four or five seconds of hair she's done and both hands go to her pussy covering. She turns her ass to us. Strangely the thing I notice is how red she is today with the little bikini line on her ass cheeks. She starts bending over looking in the water for her bikini.

Rather than split up they are following her along the water "looking" for her bottoms. She has yet to move her hands, so for the next two minutes or so she has tits out bouncing and swaying looking for the bottoms. I then get up and take a towel to her. They had given up. I walk up to them and extend the towel. She removes her hands fixed her cups while we silently look at her landing strip and pussy and she takes the towel. She puts the towel over her shoulder and said I guess we better pack up and leave. She walks from us bottomless to our site. We follow.

We get to our site. She is drying herself with the towel. I ask if she wanted another towel to cover. She matter of fact says, it's too late for that don't you think. I put the towel in the wagon. I'm distracted by her being bottomless but start packing up. I'm squatted unscrewing the umbrella holder from the ground and look up. The three men are standing silently watching her. She turns facing her blanket, back to them, sideways to me. She then bends over forward and starts drying her hair in this position. I look at them and one man pushes the other, all smiling silently looking at her pussy. She finishes, stands wraps the towel in her hair and said you guys could help. They spring to working. We were done. She finally picked up her bikini cover. She then removes her top and puts the cover on. Many comments but we said our goodbyes and left.

I ended up carrying everything as she was too unsteady to carry. We eventually made it to my truck and left.

As we drove the alcohol had hit. Turns out she removed her bottoms while waiting on a wave. She said she was thinking about doing that since the wives left. At least I was able to get on the road before seven.

I did have two big truck encounters with a passed out wife if interested. Also one at a fuel stop.

Updates
 

Always love reading them. I for one would live to hear more

Early eighties
 

In the 1980’s we were still visiting nudist clubs around the country. We were in northeastern Pennsylvania going to Amsterdam , NY. My skinny young wife liked being nude in the car, especially if we were going to a club because once there she could just hop out. People at the club were usually surprised to see her already nude in the car and made a big deal . Instant friends!
She was sleepy from a late evening the night before. We had gone to a dance and she was a popular partner. She had on a knee length dress with a neckline that showed some cleavage but not a bra. All she had on under the dress was a garter belt and stockings, something rare after pantyhose took over . Dancing with her meant lots of spinning showing her long legs and sometimes her ass and pubic hair. She was nice see in the shadows of the dance floor. After a while, someone brought in some flood lights that sat on the floor. She was fully exposed, no doubt, but no one complained. This lead to lots of guys wanting her for the slow songs where she enjoyed being groped and fingered constantly. Dancing slow, her skirt was lifted to waist level so he could grasp and squeeze her ass cheeks to everyone’s joy. She loved the attention. Towards the end of the evening, guys would dance with him standing behind her , poking her ass , first grasping her breasts then to my surprise, some began to lift her skirt higher and higher until her curly haired triangle was fully exposed except when their hands felt her aggressively fingering her pussy. She came so often her dance partners were holding her up. She slept well but on our drive to Amsterdam she slipped off her dress earlier than I expected. She put her right leg under my right leg that was on the gas pedal and her left leg went behind my neck. She laid back with her head touching the passenger door. If I dropped my right hand off the steering wheel, it fell directly onto her very moist pussy.
I loved hearing her moan occasionally. I also enjoyed the trucks and some cars beeping or yelling at us, seeing her easily from the waist down. I had to lift my hand off sometimes so they could see all she had to show.
To be accurate, she didn’t remove her dress—-it was pulled up to her neck and her arms were free so nothing was covered.

Drive home
 

2dollar... ask and ye shall receive.

The only reason I mentioned the exposures on the road was what happened ten minutes into the trip giving me the opportunity to control to an extent highway exposures.

Once we got the truck packed and on the interstate the party quickly left my wife. I asked questions about her exposures and the responses got more and more incoherent. On interstate I10 I had to pull onto the shoulder. Opened her door she practically fell into my arms as she proceeded to give back the alcohol and saltw*ter she had consumed. Once done I had to remove her bikini cover because she soiled the front. I use a beach towel and bottle water to clean her chest and face. She's out, so I recline the seat fully and position her as comfortably as I thought I could.

In case of an unannounced repeat I took the towels and blanket and placed them on the floor under her feet. This caused her legs to raise up substantially. Looking at her I moved her left knee onto the center console on a pillow. When I got back in I adjusted her body over to have her not quite quartered to the window. Cooler with pillow on top beside her seat allowing this position. Driving down I10 I look over and think about the possibilities of exposures. I still have an hour of daylight so I decide to fuel up. I take an exit with a truckstop. It is huge. Hundreds of trucks parked behind, along with many pulling in and out.

I pull to the gas pumps in front, many rows of pumps but very few cars. I pull up on the first outside pump hoping that a truck might pass. No luck, they were going in and out the truck entrance to the back and out the truck exit opposite. While fueling up I wanted to see the possible view. My truck is lifted and large tires so it's not that big of a downward look from a truck. I started cleaning the windshield. To do this properly I have to stand on the step beside each front door. When I stepped onto the riders Step and looked in, I'm looking downward, I have a great view of her pussy and tits. Her left knee propped onto the console and right knee against the door. The blanket and towels elevated this open position. I'm rock hard thinking about possible truckers getting this view.

Instead of exiting the front gas pumps from the front exits I decided to drive to the back. Trucks with trailers are parked everywhere and moving in and out the pumps and entrance/exit. They park in orderly rows so I decide to drive down the first and go back out the last line. I carefully drive but not one single truck has a driver in either line. So I get in their exit to leave. The middle lanes are closed for repaving so the two outside lanes are open. I have to wait as traffic is going by. This exit I'm In is for commercial trucks and trailers. A truck pulls up close to my rider door with his window down. I look over and he looked angry at me. Around my age, white guy he then smiled. He motioned my window. I lower it. His truck is loud. He shouts, I was ready to cuss your ass out for that four wheeler blocking our exit till I saw her. I shouted back I thought it safer to exit here than the front. He shouts she ok, still staring and smiling. I responded, too much alcohol, got sick on herself and passed out. Our opening came as I said this I rolled my window and proceeded out. He stayed beside me in the outside lane. I drove slower letting him look until he pulled up his cell phone. I passed then merged then exit.

I have butterflies in my stomach and sure believe I leaked little out my hard dick as got back on the interstate. I'm pretty sure he radioed ahead my truck description because I counted the next six out of eleven trucks were looking as I passed. I allowed a few seconds but passed. I guess I was looking for more of a surprise reaction. Now I take another interstate north. Not much truck traffic. Something I was thinking as I drove was how quick the younger drivers are to pull out a cell phone. Maybe it's just me but so far that's true. I had decided if I see a younger driver I would just pass. Older I might not depending on reaction. What is different than any other time is I am the one making decisions on what to do and it caused me to analyze past experiences. I passed a few younger drivers but didn't look as far as I know but again in the two to three seconds it took to pass not much of an opportunity.

I was surprised at the lack of traffic on such a big highway. I'm doing 85 to 90 hoping to catch something before dark. Soon I see a non-sleeper pulling an empty flatbed. I catch him and get back to my regular speed. I slowly pass. When I'm by his cab I see an elderly black gentleman with balding gray hair. He looks over and down. He smiles big. I pace his window. He gestures an OK sign, I do the same back. His eyes are going from her hairless pussy to her tits. Knowing the view he has I'm nervous contemplating whether to pass. He keeps smiling and knodding. I stay beside him for a good two or three minutes. He gestures several times for me to touch her but I acted like I didn't understand. On a hill I passed and sped up. It took some time to get distance but he gave up.

I pass several more trucks but no looks I could tell. Another realization was a majority of the drivers pay no attention to passing vehicles unless you slowly pass.

The sun is going down and I have little time. Here's another first. I approach and start to pass a very large motor home. An elderly white haired man was driving. He has a huge window on his left. I can almost see his hip as I approached. When I get beside his window he glances over then looks back again. He smiles. I'm on cruise and I continue going past. He speeds up to my window smiling and looking. He points at her and gestures a thumbs up. I motion drinking then sleeping. He smiles big nodding. He is pacing my truck. I see him saying something but no idea what. Then another elderly man walks up and leans over him looking smiling. They are excited talking and gesturing. I give them a good several minutes to take in her naked body then wave and pass.

She remained in this position all the way home. When we arrived back she got out naked and into the house. I unloaded the truck into the garage. When I got into the bedroom she was back asleep. No sex for me. She woke to a massive hangover. After her shower she wanted to talk. I'm still in bed. She's sitting on the bed with her towel around her. She starts talking about how excited she was and went into detail her thoughts and feelings about each exposure she had on the beach. She said with the other ladies tits out so much she was bored showing hers. When she talked about her thoughts on losing her bottoms I'm rock hard again. I asked and she easily mounted me and slid my entire shaft in her pussy. As she talked she slowly grinded into me.

She then asked about being naked on the road back. I went into details of her position and what i saw as i cleaned the windshield. Also talking to the first trucker and reiterating what he could see. She had me describe him as she continued grinding. While doing this she had a quaking orgasm. After a few minutes she continued grinding on my soaking crotch, my dick still buried in her pussy. By the time i was done describing each exposure she was having multiple orgasms. I finally allowed myself to explode inside her.

This part is hard to put into words. She has requested that i recall/describe the first two truck experiences three times during sex. I never deviate from my recollections. The first time she requested, I was stroking slowly from behind her, ass high and face buried in a pillow. My favorite position. She asked me to tell her about the first trucker. I'm slowly deep stroking as I describe. I feel her hand between her legs rubbing her clit. I stop and say I can help with that. She aggressively declined and demanded I continue both stroking and detailing. Needless to say, I only got partially into details when she again had a massive orgasm causing me to lose control and blow inside her.

She has requested this two other times. Of the three times, the first was the first trucker, the next two she requested the second. Again I sometimes over analyze things so I asked. She said that she gets really turned on when I'm describing these exposures because she has no recollection of anything. She also said while I'm stroking inside her she is imagining the scenario as I detail the event and her rubbing her clit enhanced her orgasm. I must admit I'm a little confused at her explanation but did not ask further questions because I'm enjoying this almost as much as her.

Vacation
 

We leave Friday morning for an extended week of vacation. Just a heads up. My wife's new smaller bikini arrived as a replacement. String bikini, white base with pastel colored flowers. If you are near pensacola , Santa Rosa Island and on the beach. Look for a female wearing this bikini. I will have my blue and white umbrella in place sitting in a beach chair. Hopefully the beach will clear out some after the 4th.

Teasing can get Serious at times too!
 

My wife has a very playful spirit and at times she does go overboard with doing some innocent teasing that gets some of the guys into a more serious mood!
Having a few buddy's over our house and they play in a musical BAR band or just a few others that come to hang out in our play room, they have to pass by the Florida room that has the Hot tub in it.
If my wife knows the guys are coming over, she'll be in the Hot tub with one of her newest and smallest suits just to get some attention and maybe some comments too!
She might even splash the guys or call them closer to the Hot tub and try to dunk their heads into the water!
With all of these frisky moments hand moments going on, she gets a bit of body groping and is easy on returning the favor back. Needless to say she is great at inviting the guys to join her in the Hot tub and since they don't have a suit with them she agrees that they all should go NUDE.
Anytime we have any of this action going on with my wife getting al the attention that she enjoys, the guys end up either with a bobbing or full erection and my wife isn't the type to let that go without her enjoying it and I can say the guys are all Happy to let her and I end up watching since I enjoy her on a regular basis!
So I can tell you that teasing can get to be serious as it does here~
:D

Dam
 

I just got back from vacation. Anyone making it to Pensacola?

Well I would love to have multiple stories to tell but I do not. The beach was crowded with families everywhere so she only wore her tiny bikini once and was very conscious of all the families. The dad's seemed to like it but not so much others. The water was full of alge so not much water activity at all.

New lesson I have learned. Keep my expectations low. I had very high expectations after our other beach visit. I was very disappointed and it was also difficult to not let her see my disappointment.

We did many outing with her braless but the week of 4th this was normal as there were braless females everywhere. I did mention about midweek that there were many many tiny bikinis around so she should wear hers. She still declined because of all the families.

Countrylivin
 

Don't be too disappointed. You have still had many more exciting experiences than I have. And I'm sure she will give you more in the future. You have a firecracker there so just keep watching for her to go/get off. Please keep us informed

Here's a first.

It's hot as elephant balls here so I decided to take a half day off yesterday. Wife out with friends so a quiet lunch and afternoon at home in the air-conditioning. I get a call from Tim. Read earlier account of Tim accidentally seeing my wife exposed then a set up by my wife with my encouragement. Tim and his wife are vacationing at home this week. He saw me getting home as he drove by and was checking if everything was OK. I explained my half day. He started telling me about Sunday how they started their vacation outside and Jen actually tanned and spent the afternoon topless. They have no neighbors to worry about.

Jen is very conservative so this is an accomplishment for Tim. Other than the pictures he allowed me to see of her in various nude positions I have never seen her in less than a conservative bikini. Tim went on to say he is headed to the store for supplies and her favorite liquor (Gin). We chatted for awhile.

I have lunch and relax to a drink and movie. Mid afternoon I get a call from a drunk Tim. He is talking fast. Jen was inside and he said he has her drunk and agreed to a naked day. I say sounds nice. He said, wanna see Jen naked. Who am I to turn down a naked picture. I said sure. He said give it fifteen minutes and come over. Go to the kitchen window. He hung up. I literally jump up and get ready to leave watching the time for fifteen minutes. I pull up to his house and enter the front door, head straight to the kitchen. I look outside. They have a large concrete patio out the back sliding door.

I look out the window and Jen is standing at the table naked making a drink. Jen is very attractive with C cup tits. The prettiest pink nipples. She has shoulder length brown hair and a trimmed landing strip to match. She has a distinctive tan line from her bikini. The white tits and pink nipples contrast with her tan. The same with her bottoms. I am immediately hard. Tim is sitting in a large Adirondack chair with his back to me. Jen sits in the one facing Tim (and me). She is shinning in the sun with sunscreen. She sits with legs crossed. I am fixated on her tits and face. I assume at Tim's request she uncrossed her legs and opened them wide. I am staring at her hairless pussy. I spend a good minute taking in every detail of her pussy and tits. She is drinking, talking and laughing.

I decide to leave before getting caught. I slowly back away and quietly exit. I get home and text Tim one word, AMAZING. Not a proud moment but while I still had the mental picture of Jen in my mind I went straight to stroking one out, and it did not take long. Later I get another call, Jen had gone inside. Tim wanted to hear everything in detail. He said I should come back to get my saw and drill he borrowed. Surprise Jen. I agreed. Later I received a text, now.

I head back. I walk around the house. Tim is in the chair on his phone. Jen is laying flat on a tanning chair in the middle of the patio. I walk straight to the front of the patio a few feet from the bottom of her chair. I'm looking down at her laying flat, tits up and legs open pussy on display. I take in the view for a few seconds then clear my throat and say to Tim, didn't mean to disrupt your vacation but can I get my drill and saw. Jen looked up and actually smiled to greet me until she realized her nakedness. Panic set in. She is drunk scrambling trying to cover herself and get up at the same time. I'm taking it in. She stands attempting to cover backing up to the door.

She kept saying, I'm sorry, I'm naked. It's funny how women chose to cover. Rather than turn her butt to me. She took her hand away from her pussy and pulled the sliding door open and darted inside. Tim and I went to his shop. He was laughing the whole time. I said I hope you find it this funny when she sobers up and is mad. He just blew it off saying shit happens.

Summary. My wife arrived home. I told her about my intrusion on Tim and Jens vacation. I only relayed the second trip. She also found it funny. She said she would check on Jen later. Tim called later. I was right. She was initially angry and embarrassed not so much after talking to my wife. Tim again had me give as many details as I could since there was no rush to the call. I did tell him I had to stroke one out to my first viewing. He said he's done many to the memory of my wife.

OMG I am ROTFL
 

OMG thank you for sharing that. That was funny as he'll. You're so right about how we react too!

I'm still laughing!! :p

Several things to cover on this post. I started a different post asking a question about what I refer to as a closet exhibitionist. I use this term to define my wife. If anyone had significant others that exposed themselves but kept them in the dark to this activity.

Since the last post Tim is calling or texting a lot and our conversations are centered around the wives and nudity not so much our normal casual daily grind and projects we want to start. Also, a few days after seeing Tim wife, my wife and I were relaxing talking. She brought up that occasion and her conversation with Jen. Turns out Jen was more concerned about my wife's reaction than my intrusion on her nude day. They are finding it funny and conversational.

This brings me to the same conversation with my wife. She again brought up several times she was exposing herself prior to our dating and while together that she had not talked about. I enjoyed her recalling each but I was thinking that if she enjoyed this so much prior to and during our time, how in the hell did she keep me in the dark so long. I assume my reaction would have been a little different then. I continue to support her desires and still find her enjoyment of exposing as an excitement but have many questions. Not wanting to disrupt a good thing I have not asked. I will relay one of the stories she told.

Before I start with the recollection, let me say that I'm very pleased with my wife's willingness to talk about her desires and past. I just have questions I will eventually present to her.

In the conversation she brought up a weekend trip to her sorority big sisters home. I remember this trip after she refreshed my memory. This was during our engagement and Sallie would be my wife's maid of honor in our wedding. I had also been to her parents home fishing on many occasions. Nice house off the road, maybe three acre pond with a deck/pier over into the pond behind the house. No neighbors. Her parents were older and she was an accident (according to Sallie). Her mother had passed away while she was in high school so she was a massive daddys girl. She has two much older brothers that had taken over the farming operation by this time.

The intention of the trip was discuss wedding and tan by the pond to just get away. I would describe Sallie as an instigator and wild child. She was, according to my wife a big part of her exhibitionist behavior.

My wife said they arrived around noon to an empty house and immediately put on the smallest bikinis they could squeeze into. While on the deck tanning Sallie and my wife ended up topless. She said they were really casual walking around topless and going inside to refill drinks. First exposure. Sallie returned from the house and told my wife that her father was driving up. My wife started putting on her top. Now the instigator. Sallie dared my wife to go inside and refill her drink just as before. My wife was assured only her elderly father was driving up. After discussion of, I dare you, back and forth off she went.

I can not recall the floorplan of the house but my wife said the garage door opened into the kitchen. She said she entered directly into the kitchen expecting to run into Sallies dad. No one. She decided to visit the restroom that's in a hallway off the kitchen. She hears the garage door open as she washed her hands. She's standing listening. No one talking or moving. She hears ice hitting a glass. She said she looked at herself in the mirror and that her tits looked so white against her tan. She said she took a deep breath and walked out the door and into the kitchen.

Sallies dad turned to face her as she entered. She said his eyes went straight to her bare tits. She said she started to say hello, paused and then faked embarrassment partially covering her tits apologizing. I asked her define partially. She pulled up her shirt and demonstrated on her braless tits. She said she used her fingers to cover her nipples like this. Palm on the side of the tit, fingers extended over her nipples, a hand on each. Fingers partially open allowing him to still see nipples. She said she continued apologizing and saying she and Sallie were laying out on the pond deck. She said his eyes never left her tits as he assured her it was fine.

She kind of paused telling me so I asked so what happened. She couldn't remember exact conversation and I think she added this to give deniability. He asked their plans. She said continue drinking and laying out today. He said feel free to hit his liquor cabinet if needed. She remembered saying we may need to after drinking most of what we brought (deniability). He sat at the kitchen bar on a stool still drinking his ice water. She walked behind him and reached down retrieving her empty glass from the table by the door. She said she almost walked out but remembered the refill your drink dare. They had a premix in the refrigerator.

She said she didn't want to walk back to Sallie with an empty glass on her dare. She walked back into the kitchen with glass in one hand and the other arm/hand across her tits facing the refrigerator. She said she told him she needed a refill. She remembers him saying I don't blame you it's hot out there. She said she was smiling inside that he responded the way he did not leaving. She said she could have just set the glass down and get ice and pour her drink with one hand. However, deniability she said, I need two hands for this, we've been drinking all afternoon. She said he didn't acknowledge her statement but kept talking about things to do over the weekend.

She turned and walked to the kitchen counter in front of him and set her glass down still covering. Walked to the refrigerator, opened the freezer. She dropped her covering and pulled out the ice holder. She turned facing him and walked to her glass covering nothing. He stopped talking. She said well you already saw them. She said she was trying to act drunk. She slowly added ice to her glass and asked about his weekend plans. All he said was help on the farm while staring at her tits. She returned the ice holder. She then got the drink and as she poured said I guess we are going to spend ours in the sun. She said her responded but couldn't remember. Returning the drink to the refrigerator she walked to the counter and said thanks for having me here. My pleasure was all he said. She said he couldn't stop staring at her nineteen year old tits.

She casually walked back to Sallie who now had her top on and relayed what transpired. Sallie thought it was the funniest thing.

Skip to later that night. Both girls are drunk in Sallies room. Her dad is down stairs in the den. The subject of my wife topless was being discussed. Sallie was telling her that was probably the first tits he had seen since her mom passed. My wife said they started talking wedding night attire. Then into Sallies collection of sexy night wear. According to Sallie her dad would give her his credit card to purchase what she needed and my wife said she had a vast assortment of Victoria Secret night wear. This eventually turned into my drunk wife modeling wedding night attire for Sallie.

Work stopped the post.

This past weekend I did sit with my wife and I discussed my questions. I also brought up this story again. She asked why this one was so fascinating. After hearing her retell again I had two answers. I find this fascinating because it happend with two people I had a relationship with prior to meeting my wife. I spent many hours with sallies dad on the farm and fishing. The other is this happened just prior to our wedding and my nineteen year old wife exposing herself to people we know. At that time I saw her as an innocent beautiful naive girl. When I hear her tell this I think of her at that age and time.

Rather than go to al lot of detail I will go strait to the meat of the tale. One correction. I ended with lingerie modeling but prior to that my wife, Sallie and her dad were in the kitchen talking. Sallies dad asked what their plans were for the weekend. Sallie said that they were having a sorority big sister little sister bachelorette challenge party. He asked what that was. Sallies said usually its done at bars or and outdoor venue but it's safer drinking and challenging here in the middle of the country. The purpose is to embarrass and humiliate the bachelorette little sister. He agreed. He took their order for food and headed to the grocery store.

Now they are in the bedroom drinking and drunk talking wedding, wedding night and trying on lingerie. Sallie told my wife the topless encounter with her dad was just the first challenge of embarrassment. She had more to come. Hearing her dad back she looked at my wife. Challenge. Go down stairs in a bra and panties and refresh my drink. My wife said she put up a fight but allowed Sallie to win. She said Sallie chose a plain white bra and panties. She said her bikini showed more skin than this. Down she went. Not the least bit embarrassed but played it to Sallies dad. She refreshed the drink as they talked about Sallie and the big sister challenges.

Back in the bedroom Sallie drank and laughed at my wife telling her about the embarrassment she endured talking to her dad. Sallie said you get another when this drink is done. Sallie enjoyed teasing her the whole te thinking it furthered embarrassment. Skipping that. Sallie challenge. Same as before same bra but white thong panties. Same fight as before. Down she went. She thought Same as her tanning bikini at home. She walked in. Sallies dad looked at her and smiled saying she better slow down or she will not make it to food. My wife said in her best embarrassing tone, I don't think she cares. She turned her back to him and opened the refrigerator. He said, oh I see. My wife was filling with ice and said yes. She put the glass on the counter turned her back again the get the mix. She said she felt him burning a hole staring at her ass. As she poured he said if it makes you feel better Sallie wears a swimsuit similar to that to tan. My wife smiled and said me too. Back upstairs.

Again Sallie enjoyed my wife fake tale embarrassment. Skip talking. She said Sallie was getting past their drunk with slurring and laughing. Sallie challenge. Same deal. Now same thong panties but a shelf bra. She put on the bra and looked in the mirror. She said that most of her nipples were over the top of this bra. She turned to Sallie arguing that her nipples are almost completely out. Sallies argument was so what he saw both nipples earlier. Skipping, my wife agreed. Heading down she couldn't reason to herself how she would explain or talk to her dad. She walked into the kitchen. She said she wanted to cover up when he first looked her up and down. She turned opening the refrigerator. He said, well I have always said my daughter is a scoundrel. This made her smile. Once done she turned facing him and put the glass on the counter. She said she felt herself go flush as he looked at her nipples over the bra. Without looking and sounding embarrassed she said, well Sallie said you saw my nipples earlier so go get my drink. He laughed out and said now that's true. She said that interaction relaxed her so she stood talking. Skip the conversation back upstairs.

Repeat of before with sallie enjoying my wife's embarrassing encounter. Sallie is hammered. Skip conversation. Sallie challenge. Handed her a towel a said strip and go walk around the outside of the house naked. Same again with more discussion except she said sallie had a hard time putting a sentence together. Down she goes in her towel. She walked straight to the back door. Sallies dad asked where she was going. My wife said a Sallie challenge. She said it was completely dark outside so she started turning lights on and even turned the flood lights leading to the pond. Sallies dad said don't get in the pond that's not safe. She walked onto the patio. She said she paused and looked left and right to appear scared. She walked the couple steps to the end and repeated. This time she turned doing the same glancing at the door as she did. Sallies dad was standing there watching. Facing him she dropped the towel and looked both ways again as she faced him full frontal. She turned and walked towards the end of the house.

Skipping her thoughts but needless to say she was having fun drunk walking naked outside. She walked back into the light and looked at the kitchen window but he wasn't there. As she approached the patio he was still in the door. She said she got closer to the house faking her wobbly walk. She stepped onto the patio and walked to her towel. Looking left and right again she saw he was still there. She the said she gave him the show. Opening her legs ass to the door show did a slow bend over and fake struggles picking up the towel to give him time. She said she stood up and thought, I just showed Sallies dad my full vagina and my butt hole. She said that made her smile. She turned around towel dangling from her hand naked and looked at Sallies dad. She said she said the alcohol made her smile and wave. He turned and walked towards the kitchen.

She said she thought he was upset. She overed and went into the kitchen. She said I'm sorry. He looked at her smiling and asked why. She said that she didn't mean to make him mad for waving she was just surprised to see him there. He said I wanted to make sure you didn't get in the pond so I was watching. My wife was drunk and said she really thought he was no happy. She said, I'm really sorry, I don't want you mad at me or think bad of me for doing these challenges. He came around the island smiling, stood in front of her. She teared up telling me this. He said, honey, I love you like my own daughter and I would never be mad at you and would never think anything bad of you. She said at that point she hugged him and said thank you I love you too. She said he kissed the top of her head. As she released him and stepped back the towel hit the floor. She said she picked it up and said well I guess you seen everything I have now no need to be embarrassed. She said he smiled and said you are correct. She said that she turned to walk away but stopped at the door turned facing him still naked just holding the towel. He looked at her. She asked were you in the door the whole time I was walking. He said yes. She asked were you there when I got back. Yes. So were you watching when I picked up my towel. She said she could tell he was getting embarrassed. Yes. She said she smiled and said, so I guess you got a good look there too. She said he smiled and said a very good look. She turned and back upstairs.


I'll definitely finish this hopefully

WONDERFUL
 

THIS, THIS, THIS is the sort of story/experience that I hope to find every time I log in to this site- a perfect example of plausible deniability involving "innocent" young women teasing an older or younger relative. Plus the bonus of your situation, discovering so much about your wife's fun past experiences.

And very well written, thanks so much for sharing!

I will get this finished today. As always. The reason I love this story so much is the last challenge or the lack there of and the innocent wife I've had was not so innocent.

Rather innocent update.

My wife and I were preparing to go out this past Friday evening. Toothbrush in my mouth, my wife walks out of her closet wearing a sheer see-through bra and panties set. The material is very thin and white. Jokingly, I raise my phone her direction. She struck a pose with her hands behind her head lifting her hair. I quickly took two pictures. She asked if I thought that the bra and panty set were too much for the evening. I responded with absolutely not, all I'll think about is what's under your clothes. She walks back into the closet.

I go to the den and wait. While waiting I pull up the pictures. She may as well be naked. Her full frontal is on display. With the way she posed her thigh gap was exaggerated. Her landing strip was completely visible and the upper part of her slit and lips was visible. I started zooming in and out. Zooming close I could see plenty of details of her nipples, strip and slit. We are backing out and she asked if I deleted the picture. I said no but was hoping to keep it for the weekend. She took my phone and pulled up the pictures. She gasped a little and said I look naked. I said that's why I wanted to keep it. She deleted one then said take me to LB's steakhouse and you can keep it till Sunday morning or I deleted now. I quickly headed to her destination.

She spent the evening telling me about each person that looked or stared at the nipple pokies that the bra had no chance of concealing. Saturday morning I'm outside drinking coffee again zooming in and out on the pictures. I go into the edit mode and zoomed in making the picture larger and allowing more detailed viewing. Once I had it perfect and I mean it was perfect I added the picture as her contact photo and also made it the background. Now I'm outside just staring at my background. I also decided to change the pass code to my phone just in case. She eventually came out. I asked her to call cell. She did and saw my zoomed in version of her pop up. She took my phone saying, I'm definitely deleting that. She was a little mad that I changed my access code but after discussing understood.

She asked why I zoomed in so close. I said I wanted to see the details. She smiled and said you definitely can see everything. She added that she should have crossed her legs. I disagreed. Around mid morning she asked what my plans were. I said I turned down both invites to college football Saturday parties and planed on watching from home. She said she and a friend were going shopping. Later as I sat in my chair to start a full day and evening of football I received a text from my friend Xavier.

Xavier is a friend from college. He was also in our wedding. In college we lived in the athletic dorm and met as freshman. Xavier is six foot six, dark black and played tackle on the football team. In school he weighed in excess of three hundred pounds and muscular. He was a gentle giant until you made him angry. We were known as the odd couple. Im six foot four, white and at that time maybe one hundred eighty pounds soaking wet. He currently lives in Dallas and travels as a corporate trainer. We meet up twice a year when he is in the area. My wife and I met him out for dinner and drinks Wednesday night. He was to fly out Friday but was held over for another week so he text requesting I meet him for football at Buffalo Wild Wings down from his hotel. Also, Xavier is still six foot six but maybe two seventy and muscular. He is way into working out still.

I text back to let me see if the wife will give me a pass. I explained the situation and she said of course. She and her friend were now eating lunch and splitting a bottle of wine. I text Xavier that I would eat him there shortly. I walk in and he has a table in the middle of the bar area optimum viewing according to him. We have a blast drinking beer and eating wings watching football and catching up. He has been away from his wife two weeks and about to be three. He is hitting on every waitress. Not seriously but he said he need female interactions. The more beer Xavier drinks the louder he gets and more funny less serious. He gets on the subject of his wife and said he did his best last night to get her to strip for him on FaceTime but all he got was a quick tit flash. Turns out she is as adamant about sending or keeping pictures as my wife. I told him about the picture I took and the deal my wife made the night before.

Xavier is a lightweight drinker. The beers we had consumed had him tipsy, I felt nothing. He is quizzing me about the picture and all the details. I give him a full description. He said he was going to have to go to the restroom and jack off with the mental picture I had given him. I also told him I had made the picture my background and her contact picture. At half time my phone rang. It was my wife, luckily it was in my pocket. She was letting me know she was home. She asked how we were doing. I said great but that she's lucky my phone was in my pocket or Xavier might have seen more of her than intended. She laughed and said she was having more wine watching a movie. I said you might want to text in the future because I'm drinking and my phone my be on the table. She laughed again, I knew she was drinking then because she did not call me a name or threaten me.

Xavier was joking about being mad that my phone was not on the table for her call. I placed it on the table and said ok, I warned her to text not call so if she does it's accidental. He tried convincing me to just let him see the background. I said if it's accidental I don't care but I'm not intentionally showing you. He stated saying he was going to text her to call me. I said she will know you know then. We went back and forth with me staying adamant that only by accident. Xavier spent the rest of the game mainly staring at my phone and complaining. He excused himself to the restroom. I watched his drunk self weave walk to the restroom. Then my text notification sound went off. My wife text. Are you OK? I text back yes, why? She, Xavier text me to call you in five minutes. She, does Xavier know about my picture. Me, yes, he heard us talking earlier and now wants to see. She, did he see. Me, no that's why he's texting you from the restroom. She, should I call. Me, up to you but if you do, how many rings you want to give him. She, where's your phone. Me, center of the table. She, that picture is very revealing. Me, sure is. She, we'll see.

She never gave me a number. I put my phone back in the center of the table. Xavier made it back and we made jokes about how long it took him. He did not say anything about texting. He did nonchalantly rotate my phone and move it closer to his under the pretext of comparing it to his. Not sure how long but definitely over fifteen minutes later my phone rings and it's my wife. Xavier said after the first ring holy shit. I reach for it and he stops me as he's looking after the third ring he released my wirst and I answer. She is giggling. She said very sarcastically, three rings, I assume he saw. I said, yes, we are fine why, trying to act unknowing. She asked, if he reacted, I said absolutely and then some. She is giggling the whole time. I said, we are good and watching another game.

We ended the call. Xavier is smiling so big I thought his face was going to break. He said, I always thought she was really hot in her bikinis but now I can definitely say she is really hot you lucky SOB. He then went into detail describing her tits, nipples, landing strip, pussy slit, thighs, and everything else. Playing dumb, I said, I don't know why she called, she just asked if everything was OK. Xavier laughed really loudly, he said, I text her to call from the restroom. Football and wife discussions commenced. He described his wife in details. He even suggested we swap pictures soon. After some time I excused myself to the restroom. I text my wife. Me, he is over the top excited and describing every inch of you. She, oh my. She, then he liked the picture. Me, beyond words. She, did you show him. Me, no, I said it had to be accidental. She, sent embarrassed emoji. She, well I guess he will have to figure out another accident.

She then text. I just received another text from Xavier asking me to call him on your phone that his is running out battery. Me, hahaha. He probably will not answer just look. She, should I call. Me, he's already got a look. She, maybe. I returned. Xavier immediately said, come on now, phone on the table. I comply. He then said he text my wife to call him on my phone. I said why would she do that. He smiled and said, I told her my battery was low. I said you are just not right. He said quote, there's not a black man in the USA that wouldn't tell a lie to see her in that picture. We both laughed. I had quit drinking for driving but not Xavier. A few minutes later my phone rang. He picked it up and was closely inspecting her. I said you better answer after the fifth ring. He did and said that he wanted to tell her he was in town another week. He had her on speaker and was smiling pointing at the picture as he prolonged their talk.

I could tell she knew what he was doing and was going along. After many minutes they ended the call. Still smiling big, he said I could have talked to her for hours. I punched him hard in the arm and he laughed. We were there to late in the night. He had her call again later. We are not interested in the games and are talking. He is as drunk as I have ever seen him. He said, so what will it take to see the picture as your background. I said accidental no touching the phone. He kept saying it's not my background. I lift my phone and double tap the screen and flash the background. He loudly said, damn, that's a better shot. Skip all the discussion.

Xavier takes his phone and calls mine. He let's it ring a few times and hangs up. The background screen comes on. He lifts the phone looking at her picture closely then it goes dark. He again loudly complained that I have my screenlock set for seconds. Turns out it's about four seconds. Throughout the remainder of the evening he called my phone and reviewed her picture of four seconds at a time. I later looked at the missed calls he had 157 missed calls. If my math was correct he spent over ten minutes staring at my background picture of her not to mention the calls. We finally wrapped up.

Xavier had walked the four blocks from the hotel so I said I'm driving you back. In my truck, Xavier said he wished he had that picture for the week, quote, I could really do some work with it in my room. I said I would gladly let you but my wife wouldn't appreciate it in the slightest. I did activate my phone and allowed him an additional full five minutes of quiet viewing till we madeit to the hotel. Still looking at the picture he said what if I take a picture but no face. I come really close to agreeing but declined. I gave him another two minutes of quiet examination parked at the hotel. We got out. He about broke my back giving me a hug and we made plans to meet Thursday evening for food and drinks with my wife before he Flys out Friday.

It's a thirty minute drive home. About five minutes from home I get a text from Xavier. He thanked me for keeping him company and said he had jacked off twice since I left to his memory of my wife's tits and pussy. I text back, good seeing you again and can not wait for Thursday. Don't try to over use your mental picture you may hurt yourself. He text back same for Thursday but he's resting for ten minutes then he's pulling off two more.

I get home and my wife is waiting on me. She has sobered up some. She wanted details and I relayed all I wrote above. I also showed her the missed calls and Xavier's text about jacking off. When we made it to the bedroom she was soaking wet. We had a rather intense sex session and another that morning just before her getting access to my phone and deleting the picture. As a footnote, Xavier has called daily and text daily requesting the picture but does not believe me she deleted.
My wife and I and I are meeting Xavier tomorrow evening and I secretly hope he bring up the picture to my wife.

I don't mean to over post on this one occurrence but this morning added a new twist.

Since Saturday Xavier and I have talked daily after work. He calls as soon as he is in his car headed to the hotel. He does not believe me that I no longer have the picture. He will ask daily for a copy to facilitate his self indulgence as he puts it. Also every evening he will start a text conversation. It has turned to the picture and asking again. He then goes into his memory describing her tits, nipples, landing strip and his desire to see more of her, as he puts it, little pink pussy, than just the parts shown in the earlier picture. We have some fun back and forths that he will go into describing his wife to me and comparisons. His wife obviously enjoys a full bush and her tits are obviously heavier than my wife in his comparison. She must also have very large areolas and nipples. He continuously talks about how my wife's tits are perfect proportional to areolas to nipples to her tits and loves the pink color to her skin color.

Xavier seems to be masturbating continously in his room. His text are always over the top complimentary of my wife and said he has always found her hot from the first date we went on till seeing her in a bikini when we met her on the beach on spring break. You get the gist of our texting.

After posting yesterday I could not get it off my mind and after talking to Xavier as we both drove from work it was on my mind when I got home. After we ate we decided to get a night cap outside. We talked but I was still thinking how a college friend for so long that has known us since dating got to see her so intimately and can flat out describe her body to the minute details. I brought up Xavier and the picture. She asked if he mentioned it much. I said daily and then some. Every night so far by text. She asked if he was aware that she knows. I told he no. She asked to read the text. I advised that she may find our conversations a little graphic. She smiled and asked mine or his. I said both. She spent the next fifteen minutes reading and rereading our exchanges from Sunday till then.

She was a little embarrassed at the same time excited about both responses. She said he really thinks you have that picture. I said he does. She laughed. I said he really wanted a copy that night so he had material to pleasure himself with for the week. She smiled and said it appears he's having no problems with that now. We both laughed. She shocked me when she said, maybe you could have let him take a picture without my face. I laughed and said you would have killed me. She just said maybe. Maybe thirty minutes later Xavier text asking what I was doing. I look at my wife and said my nightly text. I responded sitting outside with my wife having a second nightcap. He said sounds nice send me a picture. I took a picture of my drink and my wife's and sent. He responded, not the drinks dumbass. Acting dumb, I said what then. I was reading to my wife as I received and sent.

At this time my wife is in her "pajamas", a spaghetti strap thin top and a pair of my boxers. He text, what's your wife wearing. I text pajamas. He text, can you sneak me a picture. I text back, she's wearing pajamas not naked. My wife laughed. He text, asshole. I asked what he was doing. He had walked to Buffalo wild wings to eat. My wife is across the table from me. She put her feet on the table. She reached into her top and adjusted her tits causing very prominent nipple pokies. She said how's this if I act like I'm on my phone. I look at her. Nipples hard as rocks. My boxers are large on her. I said, you may want to close you legs a little, I can almost see your pussy. She picked up her phone and drink and pretended to talk looking away. I took the picture. She got up and walked behind me and looked at the picture. Her nipple pokies were absolutely on display. She said you can not see much. I zoomed. She said, oh my. You could see through the gap and see the left side of her pussy. No slit or other details just the crease of her innerthigh meeting her pussy and a little more.

I text back, don't drink too much like last time. He text, no I got this. My wife asked if I sent it. I said no that I didn't know if she wanted that much showing. She smiled and said I've had more than that showing "accidently" wearing my bikini. I asked if she was sure. I advised that he will zoom on her. She took my phone zooming on the picture. She handed it back and said you really only see a little go ahead. I again advise of him having it. She said Xavier would never hurt he like that. He had text, wish you could be here. I text, me too but I have good company if she ever gets off the phone. She laughs at me. He text, if no pic, what type pajamas she wearing. I text, tight spaghetti strap top and my boxers. He text, damn, sounds hot. I text, stop touching yourself. He text a laughing emoji. He text, so you gonna sneak a brother a picture. I text, what's in it for me. He text, meal and drinks one tomorrow. I text, that was going to happen anyway. Let me see if I can get one.

Xavier text three times in a row, waiting. I text, I got one but I'm going to have to wait and get another. He text, why. I text, waiting on her nipples to get soft and adjust her legs. He text, ok why. I text, the picture I took has her nipple pokies and her legs are on the table across from me showing too much. He text, WHAT!!!, SEND THAT DAMN PICTURE. I text, I can not. She would kill me. He text, who else in this world would you trust more than me to protect your wife. When he said that my wife said, that's true. You call Xavier, he will be here same day. I text, ok but don't forget to delete before you get home. He text, you already know that. I sent.

After a good ten minutes with no response I text, hey you ok. He text, walking to hotel, give me ten minutes. My wife and I laughed at his hurried exit. She asked if I thought he was going to use the picture to masturbate. Absolutely. From the point he got to the room he asked if I could sneak a picture showing more. My wife laughed and opened her legs showing a lot more. As I raised my phone she closed them laughing. I text just me now, no chance. He said, I bet the rest is as pertty as what's showing. I said prettier. We text another thirty minutes.

I woke up to three text confirming his usage of the picture. I text back this morning, only three? He responded later saying if I saw more I would have unlimited.

Had to work. Now the twist. I woke up to his text. I am always up and going before my wife. I'm dressed in our bathroom and my wife calls me in. I walk in and she is completely naked covers thrown off. She opened her legs and bent her right leg slightly. She turned her head to the side and asked, does this look like I'm sleeping. Confused, I said yes. She said take a picture. I ran back to my bathroom and returned with my phone and took two relatively close pictures.

She got out of the bed and said come in the bathroom. She place me a little quartered behind her. She walked over to the jacuzzi tub and legs open a little wider than normal bent over turning on the water, now. I took three quick pictures. She then placed me in the same position at her makeup counter and sink. On the side wall there's a full length mirror. She moved her makeup bench close to the mirror. She sat on the very edge with her legs open extremely wide. Looking in the mirror she said how's this look from your spot. Fantastic. She picked up her blow dryer and blew her hair over her eyes. She arched her back and said now. I stooped down some and took five pictures. She got up and said make coffee, I'm getting dressed.

I do as instructed. I'm sitting outside Confused. She comes out with her coffee and takes my phone. She then hands it back. She had deleted all but one of each. I asked what's going on. She said I was thinking about last night and Xavier's request and responses. I woke up thinking. She said each one of those poses were suggestions that Xavier asked you to sneak. I said, when did he ask. She said throughout the week. He said sneak a picture of her sleeping, get a picture of her showering or getting ready for her bath and seak a picture of her getting ready. I said, yes.

She said she has not decided if she wants to or not but she asked if she excused herself after the meal saying she didn't feel well would Xavier bring you home. I said, sure why. She said if I'm not there would the pictures he's seen come up. I said definitely. She said if I do decide to, would you actually show him pictures he requested. I said only if you tell me to. She said hold onto those till tomorrow. She said, I'm not saying I will or not but maybe. My heart has been racing since.

I have taken all three pictures and zoomed and cropped for maximum viewing pleasure. Between the three pictures there is absolutely nothing not exposed. What I did not notice until zooming was how aroused she was. Sitting in front of the mirror zooming in on her pussy, you can see her clit, wet opening everything. Pretty similar on the other two. Also each picture shows her tits in differing positions. Laying down nipples hard pointing up. Leaning over tits dangling nipples still hard pointing down. Sitting at the mirror back arched tits pointing forward nipples still hard. Also get a shot of the tits not in the mirror over her shoulder.

Not sure if she will go through with this or even allow me but just sitting here zooming in and out I'm as hard as a rock. I did text Xavier a little over an hour ago confirming our date night. He responded that he was looking forward to seeing us again. He also said he hated deleting the picture but didn't want to forget if my wife wanted to see pictures of his family on his phone. I text back, yes that's too bad. Too bad you are leaving tomorrow also. He text he agreed but is ready to get back home. I text, well if you had another week I was able to sneak several pictures of my wife this morning. He said, SEND THEM. I said I can not, these are definitely not sendable. He said I suck telling him this late in the week.

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I would consider Xavier one of my closest friends. I always enjoy the times we spend together and have been on two vacations together with the wives. I add this for context because of how close we are. We have both made somewhat lewd comments to each other about our wives in the past. Such as when nipples are poking or when we are around them in their bikinis but this has been different.

As usual Xavier called me as I drove home and he drove back to the hotel. The first question out of his mouth was so tell me about these pictures. I said you had text during the week to sneak a picture and gave me the situations so I did. He obviously did not remember and asked what he requested. I explained each situation he requested and I made up stories how I was able to "sneak" each. He again almost begged to let him see. I told him I'm surprised that my wife has not caught them and deleted. We talked all the way till I arrived home. He asked what my wife was wearing tonight. I laughed and said clothes I'm sure. The bar/grill we were meeting was again closer to him than us so thirty minute drive.

Walked in the house and my wife was completely dressed and ready to go. She looked fantastic but nothing too revealing but still looked a ten. I asked if she was in a hurry. She said not really just got ready early. I took a shower and dressed. I walk through the house and find my wife sitting outside with a glass of wine. She also had me a drink waiting. I made a comment of starting early. She had a serious response saying, well what do you think so far. I said, not sure but I believe it's more about how you feel. She said she has been thinking all day about Xavier seeing her practically naked in the first picture. I said what about the other. Her first smile. She smiled and said, that's really nothing. I told her that my only questioning thought was being such good friends for so long possibly crossing some unknown boundary and changing our friendship. She was happy I said this because she was having the same thoughts.

We discussed our thoughts. She asked if Xavier has acted any different. I laughed and said that our conversation topics remain the same and the laughing is the same. Our discussing personal and business issues are the same but he is very enthusiastic about discussing you also. She was happy to hear this has remained. She asked if I still had the three pictures. Yes. I asked if she decided what she wanted me to do. She nervously said not yet, I guess I'll know when I see how Xavier acts tonight. I agreed. I did tell her that I told Xavier that I had taken several "sneak" pictures. She asked what he said. Sarcastically I said what do you think. He wanted me to send them. She smiled big and asked, did you. Taken aback by he response I said, no wouldn't you be mad if I did? Again I was surprised at her response. She paused and said, I don't know, it's Xavier.

We continued talking but that's the highlights. Now driving to the location I asked her plans with a not sure response. We arrive and Xavier has arrived and pre-ordered our drinks and appetizers. As I said he knows my wife's favorite drink and mine. He happened to order my wife's favorite appetizers. Imagine that. We had a great time together again. Much laughter and talk. My wife did go through Xavier's phone galley reviewing pictures with him giving her the back story to each. She excused herself to the restroom. As she got up and walked, Xavier eyed her the entire time. I said, dude stop looking at my wife like you are seeing her naked. He laughed loudly and said I can not help it.

Later, she excused herself to the restroom again. Xavier and I had the same conversation again. When she returned she said she needs to go home. Xavier asked if everything was OK. She said that it's that time of the month and was sorry. Before she could ask, Xavier said, he could bring me home if she didn't mind. She agreed and asked me to walk her out. She got up and she gave Xavier her traditional hug and kiss on the cheek telling him she loved and missed him. Xavier did his traditional bear hug lifting my wife up off her feet, kissing her on the cheek and also telling her he loves her and missed. I ran over and tried to get a bear hug but Xavier shoved me out of the way. He made sure to tell my wife it was our turn to come visit them in Texas. Xavier and his wife came a few years ago and spent a week with us. She said definitely soon.

We walked out and to the car. As we walked, I asked what she wanted me to do. She was happy with the time spent with Xavier. She said that she was reminded how much Xavier and his wife meant to us. I agreed but asked again. She said that I could do whatever I wanted with the pictures tonight but this was so different not getting to be part of the exposures. I laughed and said so you are jealous I'm getting reactions. She said yes. I felt bad for her. I said well tell me what to do. She smiled and said whatever you want but I'm deleting when you get home. I said well that's pretty open. She said other than you the last person on earth that would never hurt me is Xavier. I agreed. I said you want text updates or call. She said updates, I may just be in the bed waiting. She was implying some self pleasure. I went back inside.

Xavier and i talked for awhile about work family and life. I thought for sure he was going to bring up the pictures. We decided to go to a sports bar closer to my house since it was still early. I drove the rental since he had been drinking a lot. In the car he brought up the sneaked pictures and did not remember requested. I read him each text from the week. He laughed and said, well it's funny what a drunk, horney just busted a nut man will request. He asked if I really got pictures. I said yes all in one morning. After a quiet driving period he said, now I gotta see them. I took a calculated chance with my next response. I said, I'm not sure, she caught me with them this morning and told me I could keep them. I had no idea where I was going with this. After talking to my wife at the car I was trying to come up with something. He said you know I won't ever tell anyone. I agreed but said I'll have to see because they are very revealing. He called me several names for saying that. We arrived at our next location.

This is a private owner sports bar so not really crowded. Xavier was disappointed because the servers were male and the customers were ninety percent male. We continued talking but the more Xavier drank the more he asked. The most I would tell him was the pictures are almost exactly as requested. My wife had text that she made it home and had text that she's drinking more wine and tipsy waiting on an update. I waited till Xavier went to the restroom. I responded that I told him you found the pictures but allowed me to keep them but I haven't shown him anything. She asked why not. I text, Xavier is drunk and desperately wanting to see. I going to see where he takes this so just like last time you may receive a text. She sent an embarrassed emoji and said this may take another glass of wine.

I fully expected him to text her while in the restroom but he did not. Later I went to the restroom leaving my phone on the table. When I returned Xavier said what's your fucking access code to your damn phone. I laughed. He said your wife text but all I saw was don't do something with her pictures. I looked and she text, don't make those pictures you background in case waiters or customers are looking. Xavier asked. I said she was making sure I didn't have the pictures as a background like before. I know he's drunk when he curses. He with does not allow cursing. He said shit, that was my next suggestion. Then it clicked. I said text her and ask what pictures and why not as a background. He did. She text back, what are you talking about. I said, text her I'm in the restroom and you saw the text pop up. He did. She text back, it's nothing really. He took it from there asking what pictures and why not. My phone went off. She text, Xavier is asking about the pictures. He is texting from his phone, he's still in the restroom, what pictures and why can I not see them you saw mine. She said he took inappropriate pictures. He text really.

They are going back and forth. He asked how inappropriate. She text very. That should give how it was going. He eventually told her I returned. My text went off. Xavier is asking to see the pictures. I text really. He is still texting. Imagine us sitting at a corner table both looking at our phones texting not acknowledging each other quietly. My wife is responding to both. I text what are you doing. She text, drinking wine laying on the bed. I text what you wearing. She sent, nothing, very comfortable. I show Xavier what she said. He text the same. She responded the same. He text, what you wearing. She text me, you told him I'm on the bed naked didn't you. I text, no, I showed him your response. She text Xavier, you already know. We are actually having a good time texting. They are rapid texting I just get the occasional update from my wife.

It is still early around nine p.m. but Xavier keeps ordering drinks. I slow down. The summary of their text was Xavier trying to convince her that any pictures I have couldn't or would compare to some of the bikinis he's seen her wear. Her responses were that he did not need to see her like that. There conversation went to why not and trust and his wife and all kinds of directions. She is texting me asking if she should be the one to allow or just me do it not knowing. I finally said, you wanted to be a part of this so it's now on your shoulders. She text, that's why I love you.

I asked Xavier how it's going. He said not sure. I asked what's the conversation now. He turned his phone. He sent, I have to see them now knowing they exist. She sent, why, you are going home tomorrow. He sent, yes, but honestly I've always wanted to see you naked. She sent, why. Because how close we are and if he wasn't dating you when we met I would have tried. She sent, you are just too sweet. He text, so. That's where it ended. I asked if that was true. He said it was absolutely true. He said I've always considered you the luckiest man in the world finding her.

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Sorry this has turned into a book length post.

Work called.

So I ended with them texting. They continued. I'm sitting there bored watching Xavier text. I tell Xavier when he wants help let me know. He text some more and eventually looked up and said help. I read what they were texting and it was more of the same. She was teasing him to death. Getting him right to the point of yes then changing. I said, if I called you in Texas and needed you, what would do. Hop a flight immediately. I would do the same. If my wife called. Same. I said you have to remind her she can always trust you and that you would never hurt her. He said, she knows that. I agreed but you have to remind her. With a little help from me he text, other than your husband of course, who is the next person you would trust the most. She text, you. He text, exactly, I would never hurt you and keep your trust just like I do with your husband. He wanted to continue but I made him wait. She sent, I know that. I then guided him to text, it's all OK and I understand. Just always remember that I'm the first person to call if you need anything and trust I'm always there for you guys. She text back, you are going to make me drunk cry.

They went back and forth over how much they trusted and loved each other. I kept having to keep him from asking. After a long pause and me preventing Xavier from texting she text him, if I let him show you a picture you have to promise me two things. He text back, anything. She text, one, you can not tell anyone ever. Two, you will not tease me ever. He text, trust me I would never do either. Without my prompt he followed, can I give a compliment if it's deserved. I punched him when he read it to me. She text, yes if you feel a compliment is justified. She text, I will tell him to show you one. He showed me her response smiling and said this deserved aother drink and shouted at the waiter for another. She text me, I told him he can see one, my stomach is in knots nervous. She text, one, no scrolling. I text, which one. She text, bed.

I pulled up the picture and set it on the screen so no scrolling. I told Xavier, she said no scrolling or moving the phone. I placed the phone directly in front of him. He looked down and said rather loudly, sweet mother of God. he did not say another word he just spent the next minute or so looking. He asked if he could zoom. He immediately zoomed in on her pussy as far as it would go. He spent the next several minutes inspecting every millimeter of her pussy and tits face in the screen. He eventually set it back to full screen and looked at me. He said, this is just amazing and I'll say it again, you are one lucky SOB. I am sitting there with a raging hard on under the table. I asked what he thought. He stood up and was sporting quite a bulge in the front ofhis slacks. Smiling he said, nuf said, and sat back down.

Xavier is sitting there staring at the full sized picture when the waiter walks up and sets his drink right by the phone. He startled Xavier. I'm looking at the waiter. He is looking at my phone and smiles at Xavier. Xavier said thank you. The waiter still smiling said, I was going to ask if you needed anything else but it looks like you have all you need. He is looking at the picture as he says this. Xavier quickly put his hand over the phone and said we are good. The waiter walks back to the bar and is talking to the bartender smiling as they look back at Xavier still looking at the picture. It's been a good five minutes and I take my phone. He is smiling. I said you didn't have to show the waiter my naked wife. He stopped smiling and apologized. I laughed and said no harm. He asked how close I looked at the picture. I said really close why. He said she must be having a really good dream. I asked why he says that. Smiling he said, there's one thing this black man knows and that's an aroused nipple and this black man even knows when he is seeing an aroused pussy. I acted dumb. We discussed the picture. My wife had text several times for and update as we talked. I told him he had better update her.

Rather than try and remember all the flattering compliments used let's just say he sent a large number of text telling her how beautiful sexy fine hot and every other compliment women like to hear before she was able to respond with, you are embarrassing me. He said, that's is definitely not my intention. There is absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about on that photo. They text back and forth with additional compliments and her responding. All this seems like hours but was probably twenty minutes. He eventually asked her if he could see another. She teasingly text, that wasn't enough. He text, I could never get enough. She text ok. She text me jacuzzi. I asked if she was sure. She text yes. I text are you having fun. She responded more then you know.

Xavier is waiting. I pull up the picture and set it on the screen. I tell him same rules but try and cover if the waiter comes. I set the phone in the same position. He spends less time looking at the full picture and zooms in on her pussy. He is looking at every millimeter from butt hole to pussy. He looks up smiling and said I just knew that it was all white and pink down there. I smiled as he zoomed from her tits to pussy over and over. Then he did what I was waiting on. He zoomed as close as he could to her opening as said, see, never tell me I can not identify an aroused pussy. I gave him longer on this one. After about ten minutes or longer I took my phone. Our discussion was about the same but he added several times that that is his favorite position for sex. He had the same interaction texting my wife. He also text her that that is his favorite picture of the two. She asked why. He text, he can see everything in detailed and her bent over and open like that is his favorite position. She responded, oh my. He quickly apologized and said that he was too excited after seeing that. She text, it's OK, I have my favorite position too. She followed with I guess you want the last one now. He text, I'm not sure I can handle another. She text why not. He text that last picture had me a little excited. She text, ok don't want to over excite you.

They are going at each other. Xavier looked at me and said seriously, I leaked a little looking at the last picture. I said don't tell me, that's between you two. He text her. She responded, you did not it's just a photo. After several more back and forths of her not believing, he looked at me and said can I show her. I said how. He said a picture. I again said that's between you two. He said, I can prove it. She responded, ok. Now Xavier is really drunk. He heads to the bathroom. The place is not full at all. I order a drink since I had not had one. Xavier is gone maybe two minutes. I get a text. My wife text, oh my God. Xavier just sent me two pictures. I text, oh what. She responded with one picture of Xavier standing in his underwear in the mirror with a wet stain at the waistband of his blue briefs. I text. Well I guess he proved it. I get another text. It's a picture taken in the stall over the toilet looking down at his hard dick standing straight out with a thin string of fluid hanging from the end. I text back, I think you have him jacking off in the bathroom.

Xavier returns smiling. I said well did you prove it. Smiling he said I sent a picture of my wet mark and the it took a minute but I sent a picture of the actual leak. I acted dumb and said you sent her a picture of your dick. He is smiling and said yes. I asked what she said. He showed me. She text back, you win. She followed that with, you didn't need to send me the second one. He responded, it's only fair and I trust you with that picture. We are laughing when I finally get me drink. Xavier tells the waiter one last drink. He asked if I got a text. No. I said she may have gone to sleep. He text, hey, are we ok. She text yes why. He said you didn't text back. She text, oh, I thought we were done. He text, what about the last picture. She responded, you said it was too much on the other. He text not anymore. She text, ok. She text me show him.

Now this is my favorite of the three because of the way she arched her back has her tits perfect and nipples pointing at the mirror. Also the details are all there in the mirror because of her legs stretched so wide. I pull up the picture and set it. I said same rules and place it in the some position. Xavier just said, damn, rather loudly. He proceeded to do the same zooming in close on her pussy and tits. He said she has the best tits. I agreed. After a a while he set it to full size and looked at me. My favorite is the second but this one is fucking hot. He zoomed her pussy and said looking she is so aroused, look at her clit and he is pointing at it in the zoomed pictures. He panned down and said look at how wet she is. This is just fucking hot. He zoomed on hermits and said look how hard it is rubbing his finger on the screen over her nipple. He placed it back to full and looked at me saying you are just damn lucky.

The waiter walked up to the table with his drink and placed it by the phone but Xavier had his and over it and said thanks. He said you still have that hot girl sending you naked pictures to Xavier. Before Xavier spoke I said, he's been away from Texas for awhile so his girlfriend is trying to cheer him up. He said I wish I had a girlfriend to cheer me up like that. I said did you see the first picture she sent him. He said I saw the one of her on the bed naked and she's hot. Xavier looked at him, hand still on the phone, you want to see the last one. Smiling he said sure, if you don't mind. Xavier said let's see how fast you bring the check. Xavier looked at me and said what the fuck. Smiling, I said you already let him see her and he thinks it's your girlfriend so. Before we could finish the waiter was back. Was that fast enough. Xavier handed him his card and said lets see. Quickest I've ever seen a credit card run. Xavier moved his hand and as he signed the check the waiter leaned over looking at her picture in the mirror. Xavier handed him the receipt and said we are done. He put my phone in his pocket and we left. We looked at the clock and it's still early according to Xavier.

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I'm going to speak for everyone here on this forum. You said no last time but any possible way of a close up pictures of her. Areola, ass, etc...with us no way of knowing it's her. Cheers, love the story so far.

Again sorry for the novel length post.

When we got to the car I gave Xavier a choice. One, I drive us to my house and he stays the night and go check out of his hotel in the morning. Two, we go get his luggage and he stays at my house and head to the airport directly. He chose two. We Made the run to the hotel and back to my house. We talked a good bit about what had transpired over his time here. He was still drunk and repeated how much it meant to him that we both trusted him. He also spent a good bit of time reviewing the pictures with comments. I text my wife that we were five minutes from home with Xavier staying the night. She responded still in bed.

We arrived home after ten p.m. Xavier has his second wind. He said we need to keep this going. I agreed. He headed to the guest room to freshen up and change clothes. I went to change clothes and check on my wife. She was in the bed watching a movie wine drunk. I told her we were going to continue visiting outside and she was welcome to come visit with us. She threw the cover off and she was still naked. I said, well you seem to be dressed for the occasion. We both laughed. She received a text. Xavier text. Get your drunk ass up and come outside with us. I go into the bathroom to change. When I come out she is sitting on the side of the bed wearing an oversized blue cotton t-shirt. I said you coming, she said give me a minute.

I go outside and Xavier is sitting in one of the outdoor swivel rockers. He has all the lights on around the pool and both sets of floodlights on. I said good lord you have it lit up. He said this way we won't get sleepy. He already had me a drink prepared. We are talking. Mainly old college stories and where people are now when my wife appeared. Obviously braless as she walks to the chair beside Xavier. I'm sitting on the two seat sofa across from her. She's carrying a glass of water. She literally flops into the chair spilling a little water on herself. She says, I'm here to visit.

We continued talking and she is dozing off. After two or three attempts to keep her awake I leave her alone. We finish our drinks and talk about refills and a cigar. After several attempts to wake my wife she looks at me. I asked if she wanted me to help he inside and to bed. She asked if we were going in. I said for refills and cigars. She lifts herself up in the chair and crossed her ankles in front of her in the chair. Her knees are resting on the arms of the chair. She says, no I'm good here, I'll go in when you are done. She lays her head to the side and closed her eyes.

One of the two flood lights points at the deep end of the pool. The other points down on this set of outdoor furniture. I look across. In this change of position, she failed to adjust her tshirt. The hem of the t-shirt was now under her ass on the bottom and stretched tight across her upper thighs against the arms of the chair. She was definitely commando. She just pulled on the t-shirt getting out of the bed. I'm looking dead at her pussy. Xavier is sitting to her left and can not see what I'm looking at. We get up and go inside to refill and choose cigars. Cigars in hand we are refilling. I am thinking how exciting it's going to be sitting there looking at my wife exposed as we visit. Xavier spoke up. He said, correct me if I'm wrong but I think I caught a glimpse of pussy when she changed positions. I smile to myself. I said you probably did. When we go outside, Xavier said, how about we change seats. I walked fast and sat in my seat. Xavier did a very exaggerated lean way forward as he was sitting. Face at her knee, looks then sits with a huge smile. He said, that looks prettier in person. He does this five or six times using the excuse of stretching his legs or back.

After some time he uses the excuse that he's leaving tomorrow and we should sit closer and sits beside me. We spend the next hour plus reminiscing about old college stories and Xavier pointing out features of my wife. Around midnight I tell him I have to call it. He gets up and talkes a close look and sits back in his chair. He said he would finish his drink and mine since his flight was eleven tomorrow morning. I get my wife up and she is surprisingly lucid and stable. Xavier spins around as we head in. We get to the door and say goodnight. Xavier tells my wife, goodnight and it was great "seeing" her tonight. Emphasis on seeing. She said you too.

I am exhausted and fall into bed asleep. I leave for work before my wife and Xavier are up. I get a call from Xavier but missed it. I get a text. He stated how it was great seeing and visiting. He reminded me that we have to come visit soon. He ended with, you will hear about it when you get home but I surprised your wife before I left. He ended the text we love you guys, always trust me. I responded.

I know I've only posted the exposures but every time Xavier and I are together it's the best of times. So I get home from work. I had forgotten what he text about surprised. My wife and I sit down and catch up. We talk about the entire visit and she says every time you two are together you both seem so happy. She said she only wished his wife would come on his work visits so she wasn't a third wheel. Now the revelations.

She was not as drunk as she implied. She said that she was listening the whole time outside. She said that her intention was to adjust her t-shirt so that I was having to look at her while visiting. I explained that Xavier got a glimpse of her and questioned me. She said it was to late to do anything but enjoyed listening to our comments. I did not have to relay anything else she was well aware of comments.

Now what Xavier was referring. She said she got up and I was gone. She slept in the t-shirt and was still wearing it. She was in the kitchen getting coffee. Xavier stepped into the hallway from the shower and greeted her wearing a towel. She offered to make his coffee when he got dressed. He walked in and said I'll take a coffee now and said it may help his massive hangover. They ended up drinking coffee and visiting. They talked about her pictures. Xavier told her the highlight was visiting outside. She said she acted dumb. He said that when she adjusted her position that we had an unobstructed view of her vagina for over an hour. She said she acted embarrassed and apologized. Xavier went on to tell her again how much he appreciated her trust and never apologize. Skipping through all that. She said Xavier then said I guess to be fair there's no need for this. He took off his towel and stood there smiling. My wife said that he didn't have to do that. Still smiling he said he wanted to anyway.

She said he was not hard but was sporting a semi. She said it was difficult to drink coffee and talk with a naked Xavier standing there slowly rising to full erect. She mentioned his state of arousal. He said he couldn't help it because every time he sees her looking at his dick it has a mind of its own. She laughed. They made plans to go get breakfast before he leaves for the airport. He turns walking away. My wife said she was joking and said, you go handle that before we leave. She was in the doorway about to head to the bedroom when she said it in passing. He stopped and said, how about a quick little flash to expedite the process. She said that he had already see everything so she said again joking, how quick. He is maybe four steps away. He said how about three seconds. She lifted her t-shirt up and over her tits flashing him a full frontal and slowly counted to three. She then removed her t-shirt walked naked back in the kitchen retrieving her coffee. She asked if he would be ready in ten minutes. She said he responded I'll be ready in five.

They went to breakfast and he left for the airport.

Xavier and I talked later. He told me the same version as my wife except that he waited on her to get up and come to the kitchen and had planned to be naked in front of her. I asked if he did go handle himself. He laughed and said it took less than thirty seconds. He said he thought about another but was not sure he had time. We are making plans to try and visit either first of the year or early summer. Xavier's schedule and travels will dictate that. He has also suggested that next time he is in town that he crash with us. Absolutely.

It's been a long couple of months. My mother passed so the end of October and November has been a whirlwind of everything. That said we have had no time nor desire to participate in exposures. We have been spending weekends with my dad to keep him company.

That said we decided to take this past weekend to stay home and unwind. We spent most of our time just relaxing outside in the unseasonably warm weather. Saturday evening we were outside having our first alcohol drinks in months it seems. My wife a bottle of merlot and bourbon for myself. After the first few glasses my wife mentioned that she missed having opportunities to be exposed. Our conversation turned to possible ways to "accidently" be seen. Believe you me I relayed many of the opportunities I've read on occ. Some with positive responses and some not so much.

As we are doing this I get a text from Xavier. Since my mom passed he calls or text several times a wedad's. check in. I tell my wife. She said yes, he was held over the weekend in St. Louis. He's heading home Tuesday. I was not aware of this. He also obviously checks in with my wife also. I text back, sitting by the fire pit having our first drinks in a long time. I place her bottle and mine on the edge of the fire pit and take a picture and send it to him. My wife said, did you just take and send a picture. I said yes of our bottles. She said with me in the background. I looked and she was correct. I said yes but you made the picture perfect. She complained that she was not dressed for pictures but comfortable.

She was wearing a large yellow t-shirt and a pair of my boxers. She sitting on the other side of the fire pit feet in the edge. I get a text back saying we deserve a good drunk. I agreed. He text, love the wife's nipple pokies in the background. I look at the picture and zoom. He's correct. I text, you should tease her about the picture. They spent the next thirty minutes going back and forth teasing each other about current picture and the previous deleted of both. The more my wife drank the harder she teased.

The summary of their text went from teasing about pictures to Xavier telling her how much he has pleasure himself to the mental pictures. She is reading his to me and telling her responses. I could tell she has missed these opportunities the past couple of months. They ended eventually when he text that he had to go and call his wife. She text, you should convince her you need a picture to relieve your tension. He responded, I will try but.

An hour or so later she finished her bottle. She's drunk. She requested another glass. I do the right thing and return with a fresh glass. When I sat down she said that Xavier was successful at getting his wife to send a picture. She turned her phone screen to me. He text, SUCCESS, BEST PICTURE EVER. She responded, see ask and you receive. He later text, I had to go to the room and take care of that. She text, nice, where are you. He text, drinking at a crappy hotel bar with two older white guys that keep talking and teasing him about having to text my wife. She text, so I'm your wife now. He text, to them you are. He said they got to read some of our earlier texting. I think they are envious more that jealous.

I did get several text from him saying how much he begged on the phone to get a picture. He described it to me. A full frontal in front of a full length mirror. I just responded with, that should be useful. He text later, I could use one of your wife, imagine how many times I could jack off alternating pictures. I text, that would be amazing. He text, another drink and I'm going to try. I text good luck. All this transpired as they text. My wife left to go to the restroom. I called Xavier. He was drunk at the bar. I said she went to the restroom. We talked and he had no plan just begging.

She was gone for awhile. She returned and I asked if she was OK. She said just really drunk. She asked if I minded her going to bed. I said not at all. She gave me a kiss and said, I will send you something I just took and went inside. Not long, I get a text asking where's my wife, she's not responding. I text back, too drunk, went to bed. He text, damn I thought I was going to get a picture. I text, looks like you only got the one for the rest of your stay.

As we text I get a text from my wife. She sent a full frontal naked picture standing in front of her dressing mirror. I'm zooming in on her pussy and nipples. Amazing. I then get another. It's her sitting on her makeup bench. She's naked and sitting on the edge. Her legs are wide open. Her pussy is parted and she is obviously aroused. The way she is sitting leaning back slightly I was getting hard wanting to go to the bedroom and slide my dick into her. I get a text. She said, how are these. I said, did you look close at the second picture. She responded, yes. I text, you appear to be ready to have me slide inside. That's a full on exposure. She sent back, I might have assisted a little. I sent, well thank you. She text, use them as you want. Good night.

I am sitting there clipping each so that all the picture is centered on her. I then proceed to zoom in and out. Most of my zooming focus was on her pussy in the second picture. I couldn't believe she sent me such an exposed picture with her obvious state of arousal. I'm literally leaking from a hard dick looking at them as Xavier was texting me over and over eventually asking if I was still awake.

I regained my composure and responded, I'm here, I just got two amazing pictures from my wife. We spent a good amount of time discussing and describing. To the point that I said, you want me to call. He said, sitting at the bar with the same two drunk men. Don't think I can talk openly with bartender listening. He text, when you gonna send me the pictures. I text, who said I was sending them. We teased back and forth. Eventually he text, let's count to twenty from your response to this, you send yours and I'll send mine at the same time. I know Xavier and I was not falling for this. I text, ok, start countdown. I was not counting. I knew he was not sending anything.

Then a text. I open and it is a full frontal of his wife. She is standing at her mirror smiling with her head cocked. Beautiful tits, nipples point down slightly but absolutely beautiful. As I'm looking I get a text. Nothing here. I lied and said it shows sent. I zoom on her pussy. She has her pubic hair trimmed and triangle above. Her pussy is hairless. Much more meaty than my wife and her inner lips protrude out. I'm staring at her pussy. I get another text, nothing. I text another untruth, shows failed. He text send again damnit. I can not stop staring at her pussy long enough to send. I text back, now I can say you are one lucky SOB too. He text back a big smiling emoji and said I agree.

I sent the first picture. Soon I get a text, it's settled, I have the perfect black wife and you have the perfect white wife, both tens in these pictures. I'm hard as a rock still looking at his wife. I respond, absolutely. He text, I may have been a little to excited looking. I waited nothing. I text, did you soil yourself looking. He text, no asshole, I was zooming on your wife's body and made a couple of verbal comments and my two drunk friends asked if I finally got my picture. I was confused. I text, don't understand. He sent a long text saying the two men at the hotel bar have been teasing him for texting his wife so much to the point he told them he was trying to convince his wife to send him a naked picture. They have been making bets on if I get one. I just told them I got my picture.

I was shocked that he was having this conversation with strangers but thinking about it, drunk Xavier is ready for any conversation. I text, did you show them. He text no. I text, go ahead, your wife will never know. He text, that's a problem, they think my wife is white. I text, asshole. He responded, didn't show, they keep saying I'm joking and no picture, now they are saying I'm full of shit. I text, show them. He text, seriously. I text, sure I'll tell my wife in the morning. Few minutes later he text, done. I have received many many compliments on my "wife". I text congratulations.

We continued comparing our wives. We were both consumed by pussy inner lips showing vrs not exposed. We agreed both work for us. He also said he is going to see about a landing strip over the triangle. As we text he remembered I had a second picture. He text, what about the second picture. I text, I sent you one the second she was drunk and might have shown too much. He text, really, I've seen her naked in person. I text, not like this. We kept texting till I text, I'm going inside. Text me when you get back to the room.

My wife is out in the bed. I get in and my phone rings. It's Xavier, he said I'm in the room send the damn picture. I said, ok but you have to send my wife two pictures of appreciation back. He didn't even ask what. Send it and he hung up. I text, ok when you use this tonight you send her one before picture, one in use picture. He text, I will, send it. I pull up the picture and my hands were literally shaking. I attach it and am just looking at it hands shaking. I heard my wife say, are you going to send it. I look over and she is looking at my phone. I said, do you know how much you are showing. She said, yes, it took me several minutes and several pictures to get that one. I sent the picture. Within seconds I get a text. She asked what he text. I get my phone and it goes off again and again.

Xavier text, holy shit. Another, she's ready for a dick. Another, this is amazing. Another, did you zoom. Another, was she masturbating. Finally, I'm about to go take this to the mirror we will talk tomorrow. She read each one and said put the phone away. We proceeded to tear that bed up. Granted, my first attempt was not very good. My second was only marginally better. I told her that I was just too worked up. She understood.

Next morning over coffee my wife said want to see what I was sent. She pull out her phone. First picture was Xavier in the hotel room standing naked in front of the mirror with a semihard dick smiling with a thumbs up. The second was Xavier in front of thr mirror with a very hard dick standing at three quarters attention. He sent another with his hand wrapped around it obviously jerking off with a twisted face. He text a rather long text telling my wife thank you for trusting him and how much he loves us and he's always here if we need him along with many compliments. She had text back enjoy the pictures but delete them before you leave the hotel. He responded with a heart and said I promise.

I excused myself to go shower while she cooked breakfast. I took my phone in the shower and pulled up Xavier's wife's picture. I had a rather intense session culminating in a massive load down the drain. After breakfast I showed my wife the picture and she read our conversation. This to was taken back to the bedroom where I was so glad I had jerked off earlier. I performed so much better.

We have discussed what transpired and she is really happy. She and Xavier talked yesterday and she said they both laughed and joked mostly to the fact that she is his texting white wife. He also relayed the two men's reactions and comments to her picture.

We are spending the next two weekend at my dads.