Will do! We are headed to the airport soon. Probably getting there too late for any beach/pool time tonight but we plan on our first day tomorrow being an all day beach day. I’ll be pushing heavily for the new one piece to make its debut.

So the first day on the beach my wife wore what she termed her “beetlejuice bikini”. It’s white and black stripes on the top and the front of the bottoms. The rear is full black and very cheeky. She wanted to have more skin showing to get some tanning in. Liz wore a teal colored bikini and her tight yoga buns were on display. It was a fun day with nice views.

The second day after breakfast I asked my wife if her new one piece was making its debut. She was hesitant but decided it was the right move. When we got to the beach and disrobed, it was even more revealing than I remembered especially in the full light of the sun. I had insisted the one piece was LESS revealing but in actuality it showed more of her tits and ass than her bikinis do. Sam took many looks. There was one point he and I hit the waves for a bit and when we came back, she was on her back with her legs slightly apart. No actual pussy on display but much of the skin to the sides and her mound pressed nicely against the tight material.

The third day it was back to the beetlejuice bikini. It was a fun trip. The memories of her and Liz’s buns on display all day for three days are running through my head. And I’m sure Sam made quite the deposit into his spank bank.

Fun with mirrors
 

I’m sure this is common so I’ll tuck it here in the low key thread. But I love looking to the mirror to watch me and my wife when we’re fucking. I have a minor wife sharing fantasy. I’d love to watch her do her thing with another guy. We’ll never do it so this is the closest I get. Glancing over and imagining it’s someone else I’m watching with her bent over the bed while I’m fucking this imaginary guys imaginary wife.

Yesterday she was dressing in our walk in closet and I came onto her. She started sucking my dick. There’s a full length mirror on the wall as well as one on the door. Every direction I looked I could see different angles of my wife sucking cock. Gonna have to come onto her more in there.

If she is open to it, you might film you erotic escapades and watch them afterwards.

A barista at my local Starbucks is super friendly with me. But those types often are with everyone. But one key thing is every time she hands me my order it’s like she goes out of her way to make some skin contact with her hands on mine. Then immediately smiles while looking straight at my eyes. Gets me every time.

Follow up Exotic girl friend
 

Follow up from original post 1127. More about my erotic girl friend and her very pronounced pussy. After our event at the bar and her exposing her pussy I was able to get her to open up more about her past. She wanted to tell me for she got off sharing her past events. She was with out a car for a while and had to ride the bus. She said her life at the time was somewhat boring so she created her own erotica. She would wear skirts riding the bus and always try to sit up front. She loved sitting there with her legs a little open acting unaware and catching the bus driver looking in his mirror attempting to get a good look at her crotch. Depending on the time of the day many times you had the same driver. After about the third time the same driver attempting a peak she decided to ramp it up some. Understand she got very excited telling about this event in her life. She decided to sit up front in a skirt but this time no panties. Very few people were on the bus and all sitting further back. She kept her legs closed when the bus was moving and when it would stop for a light she would open up and expose her pussy. She did this with two different drivers over time one white and one black when she got on the bus both would give her a huge smile and welcome her on the bus. She said I could barely make it home so I could rub myself and have a huge orgasm.

unplanned posture check
 

FANTASTIC story dude!!! love the thought of what was going thru his head and he saw her taking off her (sexy? teasing?) sundress... and how lovely she must have looked turning beet red :) a lovely ENF for sure!!!

roughly how old was gf and the doc? was there any hint from him that he was enjoying it? I take it he had the full on view of her bush (or shaved? landing strip?) and her bare ass... was he seated and all this was at eye level as she stood in front of him, or were they both standing? did he have her lay down on the table at any point? and finally, any 'hands-on' feeling of her lower back/top of her ass? I think I would have defintiely found a reason to massage her glutes!! (_!_) and check how flexible she was by having her bend over at the wasit and touch her toes with me seated on a stool diretly behind her (_*_) LOL great story ... any clothed (or unclothed) pics of her?

Yes hot story. I’d also like a little further info on the questions posted above.

Wine Bra
 

This is a tame one, but I was in a wine bar with some friends, girls and guys. It was one of the girl's birthday and another friend came in and gave her shirt for a present. Birthday girl immediately takes off her blouse and is standing there in her bra while she tries on the new shirt like she was at home.

This same girl was once lamenting to me about her new boyfriend. She said he was too inhibited for her. "I want a guy to pull my hair," she said. Then she looked at me and asked, "Why are you blushing?"

I sometimes see her posts on Insta when she's camping with her new boyfriend. I always imagine him pulling her hair as he takes her from behind in the tent.

This story probably fits best in this thread, since it is not too big a deal, but I found it hot. Last year my wife got really behind on laundry, and it was starting to stress her out. I told her that I know of a place in the area which is a dry cleaning business, but will also wash and fold all of our laundry. She was opposed, as she did not want a stranger touching her clothes, and she felt like it was her duty, but eventually she relented. I wound up taking two large bags of laundry over to that dry cleaners.

A couple of days later she came with me to pick up the cleaned and folded clothes. She went in to pay while I waited in the car. I was surprised to see a balding man in his 50s help my wife with her clothes out to the car, as the place always seemed like a typical indifferent dry cleaners. When I looked at the pile of clothes he had, I could see about 15-20 pairs of my wife's panties on top. They were all different colors, many lacy, many transparent (she wears sexy underwear for me), some thongs, leopard print, etc.

The guy had a big smile on his face as he walked behind my wife to our car, clearly checking her out the whole way. He went out of his way to ask us to come back whenever necessary. My wife was a good sport about it, and made some remark about him being a little too friendly, and him seeming to enjoy her laundry a bit too much.

Drawing class
 

Excellent story! Did you get to keep any of the drawings? And did she find it a turn on?

How many men were drawing?
Was anybody looking in through the windows?
Will you volunteer?

My wife posed nude also, a few times for artists in their studio. A few times for art classes, the first time she did it was because the model got sick at the last minute. She had set up the class, which was all ladies except for a visiting artist.

Her mother had hired an artist to do portraits of all of her children, while she was posing she really likes his style and asked him if he would do a nude of her as a present to me. That was her present to me for my fortieth birthday. We hung it in our bedroom, so several people besides me saw it. Unfortunately we lost a lot of memorabilia in the 2016 flood.

Incredible story. More than low key, I’d say.

I once had the pleasure of watching my wife pose in the nude at a photographic studio. She looked like a million dollars in make up. She did wear shoes most of the time, but was otherwise completely naked.

There were only women present while I was there. However, I didn’t stay for the whole session. During my absence, a couple of men came into the studio and saw my wife striking a full-frontal standing pose under the bright lights.

When my wife told me about the men later, she said I would have been proud of her for carrying on regardless.

When we arrived at the studio for my wife’s photo session, it appeared that anyone in the car park would be able to see straight in through the ground floor windows.

I pointed that out to my wife, but she said that she didn’t care who saw her posing nude. She had presumed that the studio would be a busy place of work and was already resigned to having lots of people see her naked. All she was bothered about was making a good job of it.

It turned out that there were hidden window blinds so it was more private than we’d thought at first.

Apart that is from having two men walk while she was standing naked with her arms above her head.

She later described that as “helping to break the ice” because nothing worse could happen from then on.

My wife also described posing nude as being exciting and exhilarating. Lots of fun too, I think as she said that both her and the lady photographer fell about laughing as soon as the two guys left.

Being in heels keeps it classy 👍

My wife in only heels in photoshoots are some of the hottest shots I have. One I painted very badly…

The photographic set was part of some corporate design studios. We knew there’d be lots of people working there, but had no idea if she’d have complete privacy on the set. I had been in that kind of place before where it was all open plan. My wife had come prepared for any eventuality. It turned out that the staff were generous and we had exclusive use of a self contained photographic suite. Except that is for the two men who “accidentally” blundered in while she was posing.

“A great piece of artwork”

Thank you. It really isn’t. But this one is better, I think. (The one in heels.) It’s 100cm x 40, (that’s 40” x 16”) and hangs on my wall. I’m not sure how many family members have seen it now. Only one has asked who it is.

The other two are also on my wall. No-one has asked about these either. It gives me a little thrill that people see them.

We had a print of a nude line drawing by Gustav Klimpt on our dining room wall.

A lady visitor of advanced years once asked my wife if she'd posed for it herself. When my wife said that she hadn't been the model, the lady replied "Oh! It's just I know you like doing that sort of thing."

Drinking and to hot for cloths
 

Years ago when my wife and I would go out to the clubs to dance. She would get drunk and want to keep dancing and say let’s go home I want to dance more. We would get in the car and as soon as we would leave she would be suddenly hot and the windows had to be down no mater if summer or dead of winter in Ohio. Many times that still did not cool her off so off comes the top and bra she did not have a care in the world.
Driving several times passing semi’s, she would turn and smile at them showing her tits. It was rough driving in the winter with the windows down and she loved it. Her nipples would look like large pencil erasers from the cold she would pinch them and say look at my nipples does that make you horny.
We would get home and she would walk in the house topless not a care in-the world. As soon as we would get in the house she would turn on the music and strip completely naked then go out on our back deck with the porch light on and start dancing. We live in a plat and your house backs up to other homes, I am sure some of our neighbors got a show more than once but never said anything about it. Only once did I get photos of it but they were when she was way past her prime, unfortunately. I loved the experience and how she liked exposing herself with out a care in the world.

Haircuts
 

You know, I've read parts of this thread on and off for a long time now and never thought I had anything to add - until last night when I realised "maybe I do?"!

As with most things when you're 'of a certain age' this took place on a number of occasions quite a long time ago - when I had far more hair than I do today!!

I used a local hairdresser and like many, there were different people working at different times and the gents 'walk-in' side of the business had three chairs.

I'd had my hair cut by most of the ladies there until one day, a quite delicious woman invited me to her chair.

She was quite a bit older than me (Tick!), she was quite curvy - probably BBW really (Tick!) DEFINITELY big boobs (extra Tick) and she wore thong sandals (flip flops) to work (Big Tick!).

Wendy (as I discovered) wasn't very tall so it was a bit of a reach at times as she worked but what I noticed particularly was that as a result, parts of her luscious body were in almost constant contact with me as she worked and moved around me.

I liked that - quite a lot!!

She wore quite sheer kaftans at work. Not see-through but very smooth and very soft and I don't know what she wore underneath because nothing showed through - no lines or seams etc - except now and then, a lovely, hard nipple would present or on particularly warm days, what she wore might sometimes cling in 'special places'!

After not many more visits, I noticed that I was now consciously timing my arrival to make sure I was 'seen' by Wendy and every time, she slid herself around me in her delightful and delicious way, always in one of her soft kaftans and always in her sexy sandals. She had quite pretty feet for her age too so I was doubly delighted.

Being the relentless horndog that I was, I often found myself inventing fantasies involving her and made the most of every contact even though there was never anything to suggest any intent on her part.

I was quite sad when she finally retired and I've often wondered if she actually had any idea how sexy she she was and what she did for me.

I'll never know!

On
 

Funny, one of mine is similar to the above gent, but I think I was quite a bit older.

I love tattoos and go to conventions regularly. I had seen a female tattooist at one and her work was brilliant, she was also really good looking and had done photo shoots for tatttoo magazines. I caught up with her at a local convention, but she was booked up. We had a chat and I got her details, so next convention I have a sitting, I wanted an album cover piece done on my right forearm, so we sit down and me thinking she will sit on my right, but not enough space behind her, so she decides to go left and lean on me to get the better angle. So as I am sitting in the chair, my left arm brushes her tits ( big by the way), I actually apologised about the contact as it was happening a lot. She just laughed and said that after 2 kids the tits went flat, so it’s the clients and the bank that have bought them😂😂😂

It really broke the ice and we have become good friends, also she had tattooed me lots since and she is in a good relationship.

Officer friendly
 

My past partner and I had spent a weekend at a ski resort and had a great time.
On the morning we were set to leave the snow had been falling hard all night and there was over 2 feet of snow to remove from the car and was coming down hard as we warmed the car and made the trek repeatedly to bring our gear from the cabin. We were both cold and wet and my partner said she wasn’t going to spend the two hour drive in these cold wet clothes.

As we slowly made our way off the mountain she slipped off her wet coat then her wet jeans and tossed them in the back seat. Sitting in a little wool sweater and a g string she turned up the heat and settled in for the long drive. I could keep my hands off her as I reached over to fondle the goods on display.

Not long after we made it to the highway we came upon an accident and the road was blocked with police cars and as we rolled up the cop stopped me to provide directions to get around the road closure.

As he leaned in the window his eyes went directly to the bare legs and barely concealed crotch in my passenger seat as he stumbled through his little speech. He then started to question me on where we were coming from as his flashlight roamed my semi dressed partner in the early morning light….

She batted her eyes and put on the big smile while she convinced him all was fine, she just remover all her wet clothes to try and get warm.
Officer friendly seemed to appreciate the morning pick me up! Although he held us up far longer than needed he did wish her a good morning, safe trip home and all but forgot me as the driver…

Only slightly related but this reminds me of a movie short I saw in my younger days on HBO or Showtime I think. Some kids knew where an artist's studio was and they went to peek one day while the artist was sketching a lovely nude model. One of the kids makes a noise alerting the artist who goes out to catch them. Two of the three get away. Then the artist drags the caught kid inside, gives the kid some supplies and has him start sketching the model. I remember thinking what a lucky kid.

Climbing bush
 

Very low key event at the weekend!
I went to a bouldering centre for a morning's climbing, at which there was a nice collection of fit young women. I noticed one of them, wearing shorts, was sitting cross legged on the floor, and realised I could see a nice expanse of pale white inner thigh. A little later I walked past, close to her, and she was in the same pose, and I couldn't help enjoying her thighs once more. Then I realised the legs of her shorts were gaping, and I could see that she was wearing white knickers. Looking even closer, I could see a generous growth of hair at the top of her thighs. These hairs weren't escapees from inside her knickers, but permanent residents on her legs! For a muff-lover like me this was a beautiful sight, and nice to see a young woman who obviously had a lovely full bush.

I went to a wedding of a family friend yesterday. Also invited to the wedding was a girl (woman now I guess) I dated for maybe six months in my early 20's. Her husband is apparently cousin's to our friend's new wife. Small world. In any case, she (my ex) got caught up with a fundamentalist Christian group shortly after we broke up. She went full send on this. She almost dresses Amish with full length plain dresses and all. The opposite of when I dated her. I should also say that I never brought her around my family and no one at this wedding knew that we had dated. In any case, they coincidentally ended up sitting at the table I was at for dinner. When guests were doing the thing to clink glasses for the bride and groom to kiss her husband started talking about how he and his wife shared their first kiss on the alter when they got married. I asked, "with each other or ever?" He said neither of them had even kissed anyone before and that they had both saved themselves for marriage. I just said, "Really?" and looked over at my ex who looked super uncomfortable maybe even scared. I decided to play around a little and started praising them saying how special that must have been and how rare it is now days. I said imagine two virgins fumbling through their wedding night... how sweet... I said that I was not that good... I laughed and said I probably have pictures to prove it floating around somewhere. My ex looked like she was going to throw up. Her husband said that was too bad and started preaching about redemption and said he would pray for me. I really believe he believes his wife was a virgin... She had been with at least a couple others before me and was pretty good with me.

It was a huge thrill for me knowing more about this guy's wife than him and knowing that I had fucked her all kinds of ways and he had no idea. Seeing her squirm was amusing. My wife asked me later what that was about and I told her I had dated her before her "conversion" she said I was an asshole but laughed.

Our friend’s Sam and Liz were over last night for dinner. Afterwards we had some wine and they got into a small disagreement. At one point Liz says “oh you think because you got a blowjob this morning you’re king of the world”. He got a bit embarrassed and she seemed immediately regretful. My wife and I exchanged a glance. I thought it was hot to know specifically that she had sucked his cock that very day.

Even without the fundamental conversion there is definitely something about attending ex-gf's weddings. It's a mix of the memories stirred up, the wink-wink conversation about the wedding night and honeymoon and the I-saw-it-first factor.

Adding something new on this topic was headed to the wedding of an ex from HS. My date (fiancée at that point) was well aware of my past with the bride, so she made sure to wear an extra revealing dress to the wedding. She told me she wanted to make a very deliberate statement to the bride. Not overly low key, but massive thrill for sure!

Truck
 

About 2 years ago I gave my 2005 Chevy truck to my nephew Chris for parts,but stuck under the crack seat I put an envelope with 5 photos of my wife,every once I'll ask him what he's done with it,he said him and his buddy took alot off of it,transmission,starter windshield,dashboard and hos other buddy wanted the seats.He never said if their found them but I can't wait if he ever says,the pics were thong bikini from the rear,topless in the pool,topless in the river and walking full frontal nude...

I’m pretty certain someone is jerking off looking at your wife’s pictures. If it’s his buddy that found them, who knows if he told him. I would ask who the hot MILF was just to know.

Maybe your nephew found them first and just didn’t say anything. Pretty hot to think of your nephew looking at his aunt’s hot body and jerking off. Next time he sees her, he’s remembering what she looks like naked.

My wife, forever the tease.

This morning she joined me for coffee in a button up flannel. It used to be mine when I was heavier but now she wears it when it’s cold. She leaves the top two buttons undone. This morning she made her way to the kitchen where I was making coffee. She didn’t have anything underneath as she had woken up naked and thrown that on to be warm until her shower. She asked about the coffee and I said it wasn’t done and I’d bring her some when it was. She turned to exit the kitchen then called my name. I looked her way as she stood in the doorway to the hall. She pulled the shirt up over her head and took it off. Her big tits and shaved pussy looked delightful but I nearly collapsed as she turned and sexily sashayed down the hall, her wide hips and jiggly butt hypnotizing me.

She always does things like this then when I make a move to instigate sexual activity. Then suddenly she says she has no time. Then I hit her with a “you can’t do that to me then leave me hanging and she usually gives in. We’ll have a quick fuck or she’ll suck me off. Today it was the latter. She said she had to get going but agreed to suck me off. She told me I had to hurry so no slow buildup. Just straight to her knees and sucking me. I came in about a minute.

Fun at a College Ball
 

Back when I was in uni, my friend and I were heading to the annual ball together. She's the same platonic friend I've posted about here before (very sporty, nice tight body, long dirty blonde hair, small breasts, sculpted ass). I think it was the end of our first year, so both about 19. We had been drinking beforehand together. We get on the private bus that takes the students from the university to the hotel.

She had brought a small bottle of vodka to sneak in. Standard practice here is for the girls to tape these small bottles to their thighs, under their ballgowns. They won't get searched. (It's not an underage drinking issue, since the drinking age is 18 here, it's just much cheaper than buying shots at the bar.)

So, I was sitting next to her on the bus. She's wearing a long slinky black dress, low cut and with slit up to the thigh on one side. Already a bit drunk, so without inhibitions, she hikes up the front of her dress, almost to the crotch. I can't see her panties, but it's so close. Her thighs are so smooth. She holds the bottle in place at her inner thigh and asks me to do the taping. Obviously I oblige. I get to fondle her thigh under the auspices of holding it steady as I wrap the tape around. Something about her presenting the inner part of her thigh to me made it so much hotter for me.

I then got a bit cocky and I “steady” the bottle, pushing it upwards slightly. I know what I'm intending to happen, and it does. The neck of the bottle pushes into her panties slightly, directly between her legs. I hear a sharp intake of breath and she whispers my name abruptly, meaning "Hey!". I pretend not to have noticed and finish wrapping the tape.

...

Later at the ball together, it's well into the night, after the meal, after most of the dancing. We're both tired-drunk.
We're the only two sat at our dinner table, everyone else is getting in the last of their dancing. My arm is around her shoulder as we're chatting, both just slumped back in our chairs.

The chatting lulls. We're just sitting together in silence now, watching the dance floor. I slowly start giving her a one-handed neck rub. Nothing serious, I just change my hand on her shoulder from a static one to a slightly mobile one. It really started just like a friendly squeeze of the shoulder then back of the neck. She seems to like it, but says nothing, so I carry on.

Then, as usual, I start to push my luck. I move my hand forward. It's my left hand, on her left shoulder, and I'm sitting to her right, so my arm is basically drap*d over her. I'm now starting to drap*d it around that bit more. I go from rubbing her left shoulder to the top of her chest, around her clavicle. She still says nothing. I keep going, now, slowly reaching that imperceptible point where "not-breast" very much in my mind starts to become "sort-of-the-top-of-her-breast". It's very exciting for me to see how far I can take it, especially in this public setting.

Eventually my fingertips are inching inside the front of her dress, and I no longer have any doubt that what I'm massaging is her breast. I use the massaging motion to pull her breast upwards slightly with each rub inside her dress (it was very clear she didn't have a bra on), and in doing so get purchase slightly lower down. I have to stress how gradually this all went. I can’t believe she’s not noticed. Equally I can’t believe she’s straight up into it. At this point my fingertips are full-on rubbing her tit now, just shy of nipple...

And then a classmate comes back to table from dancing and we both snap out of it immediately. Damn him.

This is one of those prime low-key examples. We’re both drunk, but I know that I know what I’m doing. Surely she knows what I’m doing too and is going along with it. That drives me wild.

Showing pictures
 

I like to show friends or work colleague nude photos I find online. What they dont know is I sometimes put pictures of my wife into the mix. I will crop or blur the picture so they don't realize its her. But, what a TURN ON!!! if they stop on one of her pictures and make comments. Also very funny to know that they can be standing and talking to her without realizing they have seen and made comments to me about her naked body :D

Some probably know but don’t say…

I worked a very blue collar job but on the office/admin side, and a co-worker was like this. After his divorce in his mid-40s, he was dating using the apps (back when the apps were a new thing), and he would date 21-50yo women. They were so quick to send topless photos or more, and he would always show me. It was a new woman every few days.

He got fired, but for messing up money, not HR issues. It did help him get away with sharing photos at work that the HR woman was always in sheer tops/bras and often braless herself!

I wouldn't say anything either. The only result of saying would be that I wouldn't see any more of those pics.

How "Low Key" can we go?
 

Genuinely interested to hear others' opinions on this, as the title of the thread made me think of some incredibly low key moments that genuinely did give me a massive thrill. No nudity, no contact, no smutty talk, just super low key, but enough to get my perverted mind racing. Here's a perfect example:

I teach at a college. My students are mostly women, so each year out of all of them there's usually half a dozen or so women between 18 and 30 that particularly catch my eye. I'm professional, and I like not getting fired, so I'm not going to do anything beyond silently enjoy the view of the odd upskirt or downblouse that comes naturally with a classroom of young women lined up in front of you.

Anyway, one of the young women who had caught my eye recently (she must have been about 22) came up to me during a break in the class to ask a question. Nothing odd there, this often happens during the breaks. Now, usually, I'm just standing at the front of the room, so it's a quick face to face chat. This time however, I had taken a seat behind my desk to get something ready on the computer for the next segment. She was holding her laptop, and instead of just standing by my desk with it and asking her question, she placed it down so she could point something out to me. Then the incredibly low key thing happened. She crouched down beside my desk so that she wouldn't be looming over me as we spoke and as she referred to her laptop. In some sense it was a perfectly normal thing to do, just like how people sometimes come down to the eye-level of a wheelchair user out of respect.

But in that moment my mind split into two. One half (doing all the external work) was professionally dealing with a student's question. The other (internal) half was fixated on the unusual physical situation. You see, she wasn't quite at eye-level. Between the height of my chair and the fact that she had properly crouched down on her haunches, I was now looking down at her. She wasn't wearing anything revealing, just normal jeans and a jumper. But, as I had swivelled to address her, I couldn't put out of my mind the fact that this young woman (in front of everyone else in the class) was now low to the floor, practically between my legs, and looking up at me. I obviously don't need to explain why that particular position was exciting to me. It was made all the more exciting by the fact that she appeared completely oblivious. All the time we spoke, I kept thinking that that particular viewpoint is usually one a woman only gives to a select few. And, in the words of the title of the thread, it gave me "a massive thrill" to simply have seen her face looking up at me from that angle.

So, what do you think? Am I crazy to get anything out of that nothing-moment? Or can you relate at all?

Done similar over the years. I like to hear the comments about my wife too. I have a really close friend for decades who’s know her for that long also. He knew it was her and finally did tell me. But he only told me, knowing I wouldn’t cut him off. I share pictures of her non-edited with him only.

All natural resort event
 

My wife and I went to the Grand Lido in Jamaica several times. Loved the clothing optional area with beach, pool, hot tub, and bar.
My wife and I were sitting in the hot tub with two other couples that came together. All of us were drinking and feeling no pain. The two women started talking about the past several days and enjoying looking at all the nude people. They also talked about enjoying being looked at from both the other men and women.
My wife said it’s fun seeing first day arrivals you know have never done this before and slowly the cloths come off. They don’t know it but we want to see what they look like naked.
One of the women’s said wow that is so true, her husband said and of course us guys enjoy it also. The woman said is it wrong to complement another person?
My wife said I feel it’s ok if done properly. The woman spoke up and says to my wife I love your huge areola’s I wish mine were larger.
My wife stands up cups her tits together and says these? I call them my big brown spots and feel like a freak sometimes when I take my top off.
The woman says I think they are very sexy. My wife says well thank you, you have very nice tits your self I bet your husband likes your long nipples. He says I love sucking on them and says to me I bet you love sucking on your wives, as she calls them her big brown spots. I said I sure do.
Later my wife told me she got very aroused by the attention the woman gave her and her tits.