Share your story witnessing other guy looking up your girlfriend/wife/partners skirts
 

I go first. My wife wears a lot of skirt because I like seeing her in ones. Before getting together with me, she’s not a skirt type girl, so wearing a lot of skirts letting her become a easy-exposed girl.

Don’t know if I share this story in other threads before. Years ago we went to pumpkin farm during Halloween season. She was wearing a long sleeve sweatshirt and a khaki plaid a line short skirt.
The farm has a big maze. It took us about 45 minutes to get out. When we were still in it, we saw some parents climbed up stair ladders on the side to hint their children where to go. So after we got out, we wife wanted to see what’s the view of the maze. I checked the ladder, it was about 2 stories tall. Many dads and moms were around. Then my wife walked up the ladder. I was a bout 3-5 ft away from the ladder, but from my angle of view I could easily see my wife’s thighs. Some dads below kept having their glances go up, I bet they all had such a view up my wife’s skirt.

Here open up for everybody.

Share your story.

Share your excitement.

Or if it’s happened on your other female friends, also welcome.

Enjoyable upskirt
 

I posted a story in Family Exposures thread, about an Ex who was a model, 5'10" with amazing legs. Story goes::::



I have previously posted about seeing up an (now ex) GF's sister, Angela, up-skirt here.


https://forum.oneclickchicks.com/sho...13#post1858813

She had two sisters, both very attractive. The one in the story above had a get together at her and her husbands place.

The other sister was there along with the parents, partners and kids.

After lunch, we were sitting around talking, and Angela asked where < husband > was. It was more of rhetorical question than actually asking someone in particular.

Someone said he was watching Kathy (the ex) on the trampoline. I knew what this meant straight away. Kathy always wore short skirts and he would be getting quite an eyeful if she was on the tramp.

I had sneaky look outside, and sure enough Kathy was happily bouncing on the tramp and making a feable attempt to keep her modesty. But her sisters husband was getting a great view.

Angela knew he was perving at her too and you could see it on her face. I told the GF I saw him perving at her, she said she was just enjoying herself, besides, "you check out my sisters, so only fair"

Photo of the ex below.

Omg!! I love this quote so much.:p

neighbour
 

Many times i have caught the old boy who lives next door having a crafty peek up my wife's skirt , normally when my wife is leaving for or returning from the school run , he will stand next to the drivers door window sometimes with his head almost in the car to talk to her sometimes even opening the door for her to get out and speak from experience that he has enjoyed many a panty triangle while she has been sitting in the seat or open leg flash of her knickers as she swings her leg over getting out , i have seen him on numerous other occasions when my wife has been wearing skirts or dresses where i know he has been getting a good look at her knickers and know this summer just gone was a jackpot for him as we all spent a lot of time out in the garden with my wife wearing mainly thin summer dresses often with him joining us for a tea etc , i have posted a couple of other upskirt incidents in oblivious mothers :)

wife
 

The wife wears short skirts as daily attire.......i've seen guys looking when she puts bags in the car....//....and when she walks up stairs /escalators......

ONCE, A GUY AT HOME Depot actually reached under her skirt from hehind...she pulled out her gun on him, and he took off out the store.........

Don't Mess w GRITS...:eek:

I wrote about a few experiences of this type as suggestions in another thread... here:
https://forum.oneclickchicks.com/sho...&postcount=556

No story yet, sorry. But a fantasy of my wife's that says still too shy to play out. I'll keep working on it and hopefully come back with something.

wishing you good luck !!

I couldnt find her underwear at the end of the night, i must have dropped it on the dance floor[/QUOTE]
pretty sure someone else went home with her underwear in their pocket !! :D

My favorite was when my daughter was in HS, she was tall 5'10", and very pretty, she was all-state in soccer, so athletic. It school one day she bent over slightly to get a sip of water from a fountain, a boy, encouraged by two other idiots, tried to slide on his back to look up my daughter's dress. My daughter, who was wearing gym shorts under her skirt, saw what was going on and kicked him in the ribs. It hurt, she said, she walked away while the peeper was crumbled on the floor.

We didn't find out until dinner when my daughter said "I did something today, I may be in trouble", She went on to explain what happened at the fountain. She said she was worried that he was really hurt. I was just going over the incident when our phone rang, he wanted to talk to me (I'm figuring he wants to sue us). He calmly asked if I was aware of the incident, I told him that I had just found out, he explained that they were at the ER due to his son's broken rib. He explained that he thinks he has the truth from his son, he said he is very disappointed in his son's behavior and as far as he is concerned, he got what's coming to him. With a dad like that, maybe he'll turn out ok.

Ante-Natal
 

Durban in summer. Ship Alongside, open to Visitors. Dozens of Teenage girls, some with Parents, come aboard. It's been decided that the For'd Engine Room has the easiest, straight access, via a 15ft ladder. YES, it meant having to Change into Tropical Gear, but the numbers of Stokers who VOLUNTEERED to Act as Guides and stand at the base of that ladder ! And then there was the leaning right over the waist-high Guard Rails to tell the tale of the Golden Rivet supposed to be in the Bilge ! You would NOT be surprised what some Girls felt obliged NOT to wear ! And did their Mothers and Fathers actually know ?

So this got me thinking of a fun story. One of the girls I used to work with and would go bar hopping with used to wear the shortest skirts ever. She was a thicker white girl a little on the heavy side and it was always a pleasure to work and go out with her cause I would get a glimpse or two of whatever she had on under. Well one time I went with my friend and her, and this was the first time he had hung out with her, and the last as she was but snobby to him, not sure why. So he bounced out early and I finish the night going to another bar or two and then drop her off. When I talked to him the next day, he was told me how she was kinda b*tchy and he wouldn’t be hanging out with her, but he did enjoy staring at her panties the whole time we hung out together. I told him I understand and the panty view where half the reason I hung out with her.

Hope this suits here, it was not skirt, but shorts, my wife, then girlfriend, and I went to a small river, close to town, a guy friend of mine and a girl cousin of hers went with us, we wanted to bathe, however my girl realized she didn't bringed underwear for changing after, she bringed bathing shorts and blouse (no bikini since she was shy to show body at that time), so she decided to use only shorts, without underwear, so she can have some to put after changing to dried clothes, we went to water and have some drinks, so she was kind of dizzy now, by the time we went out of water to have some food, we all have seats on rocks, and being little drunk now, she didn't care about the way she was seated, so she was legs open, with no underwear, shorts were showing everything, and she was seated right in front of my friend, from my angle, I was able to see everything, so his view must be better than mine, I was about to let he know about it, but I was too exited seeing that, that I just keep quiet and enjoyed. (photo is not from that time, is just an example, I never think about taking pictures since I was a little drunk too and enjoying the moment), , next day I told her about the show she was putting and she was mortified, of course, that has changed over years, now she has accepted she loves showing off.
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Certainly not the most subtle of upskirting techniques ! and brings home the realisation the fact that many of us with daughters may have to deal with something like that in future years :eek::eek:

Brother in law
 

My wife and I had her sister and her husband (so my brother-in-law) over for board games. My wife was dressed in a dress and sat on a bean bag facing the sofa with her knees bent.

The dress was quite long but rode up due to her seating position. She was unaware that both myself any my brother-in-law had a perfect view of her legs, and panties squeezed very tightly between her butt cheeks.

mmmm sounds a lovely view :)

The great view I’ve always waiting for when sitting across a lady.

a view i can certainly agree with !!

Always commando
 

She rarely wears knickers. One time, our son-in-law and I were in the pool and she was standing by the pool in a dress. She didn't realise how close she was to the edge of the pool, we could look right up under her dress to see her bare sn*tch.

Another time, my ex and her new husband were visiting and we're all sitting around facing each other and chatting across the coffee table. My wife wasn't careful about keeping her legs together so we all just kept chatting with her bare c*nt in plain view. My ex later remarked that she could now see why I was so attracted to my present wife! (Actually, the ex's pussy wasn't so bad, could be that I have a preference for women with pretty pussies.)

Once, sitting around at a party the conversation somehow descended into a discussion about styles of pubic hair. While the other women kept talking in abstract, impersonal terms, my wife invited anyone interested to just go ahead and see for themselves.

The last I'll mention is when she was wearing a skirt while demonstrating to a neighbour how to properly get into a canoe. He got a good view of her bare tw*t as she settled in to the boat.

Fantastic to read, must be a rush to realize they might have a secret like that for their parents. I wonder how/why would their parents know, and if so then how did they still end up dressed like that on the ship. Any specifics you remember and want to share? I feel a little bad asking for more, but I can totally imagine how went.

Memories
 

Durban-South Africa-Apartheid. Cape Town/Durban many British (Ex-Service) Immigrant Families. Visiting Warship, Decks Ceremonially Lined, met at the very end of the Outer Breakwater by "The Lady in White". Megaphone to hand, she Patriotically Serenades you, strolling alongside before finally standing in her car and accompanying you ALL THE WAY into the Port. Salutes Exchanged, Ensigns Dipped as you Pass. Many cars, mostly open-topped, waiting on the jetty with girls (bikinis/topless) standing on the seats and waving. Hundreds of heavily scented "Up-Homer" Invites arrive onboard. Numerous "Front-Line" Old Comrades want to Pay their Respects. Hence "Ship open to Visitors". Young Ladies wishing to meet "someone like Daddy" form "The Old Country". You're 7000 miles, and many months away from Home. And you are not yet half-way into your South Atlantic Commission ! OK.

I think this story is perfect for this thread.
My wife and I are on vacation with one of my closest friends and his family (wife and teenage son). With this couple we have a family relationship, like brothers and sisters with no sexual aspects, to be honest my friend's wife is not attractive.
One evening after dinner we sit on the floor to talk (yoga position). My wife is wearing the dress in the first photo. My friend is sitting across from my wife and I notice that he keeps looking at her between her legs. But my wife is sitting composed, her dress is not short (but it is transparent in the photo you can almost see the underpants) and you can't see anything. When my wife gets up I see that my friend looks carefully between her legs waiting for an upskirt but it doesn't happen because my wife is careful. For the first time I understand that my friend also has a sexual attraction to my wife.
The next night my wife is wearing the white pants in the second photo. They are completely transparent, in the photo you can also see the red label on the underpants. We take a long walk through the village and the two women often walk in front. My friend enjoys my wife's ass and panties for at least ten minutes. The village has neon lights and the transparency is even more evident. I think he enjoyed the show as he was waiting for the upskirt the night before.
The next night was even better. My wife is wearing the mini dress in the third photo. After dinner I invite everyone to sit at the bar on armchairs and I make sure that my friend and I are facing my wife. My wife sits down, stays for a few seconds as in the third photo clearly showing her panties, it's a perfect upskirt, then she crosses her legs completely showing her panties for a moment and in the end she's left with only her thighs uncovered.
I expect a series of upskirts in the following minutes but this is not the case. My wife receives a phone call, answers, uncrosses her legs, shows her panties again for a few seconds, then she gets up again with one final upskirt and walks away to talk. The phone call lasts a few minutes eventually my friend and wife leave before my wife sits down again. It could have been better but in the end I am satisfied for the few amazing upskirts my friend has seen. I think he liked it too.

Fantastic! What a treasure she must be.

I'd love to read more in more detail, but this already paints a vivid picture ;).

Crab hunting
 

We were on the beach crab hunting one night and I was using my phone as my flashlight with video going in case the wind blew her skirt up. We came across another family and they kind of tagged along for a short while with us. While the other husband and I were on the ground digging for a crab, she came over chasing a crab and bent over right in front of us. So since he had a flashlight where we were digging, I turned my phone up so that it shined up her dress and acted like I didn’t know where it was pointing. He tried to act like he wasn’t looking but I know he got an eyeful of her ass and pussy. She also bent over with a crab in her hand and showed the crab to the group, and you could see right down her dress.

Crab hunting
 

We were on the beach crab hunting one night and I was using my phone as my flashlight with video going in case the wind blew her skirt up. We came across another family and they kind of tagged along for a short while with us. While the other husband and I were on the ground digging for a crab, she came over chasing a crab and bent over right in front of us. So since he had a flashlight where we were digging, I turned my phone up so that it shined up her dress and acted like I didn’t know where it was pointing. He tried to act like he wasn’t looking but I know he got an eyeful of her ass and pussy. She also bent over with a crab in her hand and showed the crab to the group, and you could see right down her dress.

WOW! She has a really nice pussy!

Couples night
 

My wife (Charlotte) and I occasionally meet up with a mate of mine who I've known since school and his wife (Amy), we're all in our late 20's and both couples have been together for a while. I sometimes meet up with just my mate and we inevitably end up talking about our wives after a couple of pints, I've got the impression from these chats that my mate quite fancies my wife, and to be fair, she is stunning! Now for years I've had this thing where I just really want him to see my wife's knickers, I've occasionally been tempted to just show him a picture of my wife in her underwear, however, i don't want things to get awkward so I've always thought that an "accidental" flash would be much better. Unfortunately, there's just never been the opportunity...until a few weeks ago.

We met up with them in a bar in town which was fairly new and none of us had been to before, Amy was wearing a short black dress and Charlotte looked incredible in a short, red bodycon dress. We all arrived around the same time and were taking in out surroundings when we all noticed the staircase which went over several tables (including ours) and up to a mezzanine level where there was another bar. As we looked over to the staircase a girl was walking up in a skirt, now the design of this staircase was essentially like a row of shelves with gaps between each step, presumably to keep it from blocking all the light. This however meant that any time a woman in a skirt or dress walked up the stairs, they flashed their knickers at the tables below. The girl walking up the stairs therefore gave a great view of her pink underwear, to which our wives instantly remarked on how badly the staircase was designed for women in skirts and scolded my mate and I for looking.

After a couple of drinks it was time for another round and Amy suggested that she and Charlotte go to the bar. There was a long queue at the bar downstairs so the idea was floated to try upstairs. This immediately got my heart racing at the thought of my wife climbing those stairs in her sexy short dress and showing off her knickers. Charlotte was hesitant mentioning the fact that they were both wearing short dresses and Amy responded saying it would just me and my mate who would see anything (which wasn't strictly true as there were a couple of other tables with the same view). At this point I was torn between not wanting my wife to be put on display like that and also really turned on by the thought. Amy and Charlotte looked towards my mate and I and we both made jokey "we think you should go for it" comments, both of us deliberately ignoring the fact that we weren't just going to see up our own wife's dress.

Charlotte finished the bottom of her drink and said "okay what the hell" and so they both got up and made their way to the staircase. At this point my heart was racing as I realised I was going to see up Amy's dress and my mate was about to see up my wife's. They were nonchalantly chatting as they took the first steps, the angle was shallow at this point so neither of them were revealing anything. I glanced at my mate and his eyes were glued on the girls so I looked back. At about the fourth step as Charlotte raised her foot the white lace of her knickers came into view, I glanced over to Amy who now had her white cotton knickers on full display. At the next step the views up their dresses were perfect and I was incredibly aware of the intimate view my mate now had of my wife and her knickers. As they reached the top of the stairs I turned to my mate and remarked that it had been a good show to which he joked that it was a good thing they were both wearing underwear, the subtle acknowledgement that he knew that was incredibly hot.

knickers
 

At about the fourth step as Charlotte raised her foot the white lace of her knickers came into view, I glanced over to Amy who now had her white cotton knickers on full display. At the next step the views up their dresses were perfect and I was incredibly aware of the intimate view my mate now had of my wife and her knickers.
:DI have to say both Amy and Charlotte's knickers sound just perfect :D

There have been a few times that I know for SURE that guys were looking up my wife's skirt. She used to never wear anything under her skirts and dresses, except for maybe twice in decades.

Once at a store, she got out of the car and the dude pushing carts got an eyeful of her goodies. He stopped to look. She wasn't totally pleased with him staring, but she understood why and didn't blame him.

Another time at a restaurant, she was getting out of the booth and a guy watched her get out. Again, she didn't blame him and nothing she could do about it, but it was gross seeing his burger literally fall out of his mouth.

Her own dad saw once while she was getting out of a car. He made some gross comments, too.

Sitting on a couch during a family event, trying her best not to let everyone see her blue panties. But everyone saw her blue panties and she knew it.

On the floor playing with some toddlers and inevitably her dress came up and her purple panties were exposed for quite some time, with all of the adults staring, men and women.

Minigolf on a very steep hill in a skirt so short it barely covered everything. She didn't realize how short it was until she saw vacation photos later (otherwise she wouldn't have worn it). No panties. Several people noticed and looked up longer than they realized as we worked our way down the steep hill, hole by hole.

Las Vegas
 

Story is a little long, but I think worth it!

A few summers ago, I was dating a really pretty thin blonde girl and we sent to Vegas for a weekend in July. On the first night we mainly hopped around from bar to bar then brought food back to our room to eat. On the elevator to our room I asked her to flash me so pulled down her top and bra and showed me her amazing tits but before putting them away she turned and shook them for the security camera and anyone watching it.

She being a little drunk and not wanting to get anything on her clothes decided to strip down to just her lacey purple panties. One of my close friends was texting me at this time and I had described what was happening. He made a joke about how he'd love to see that, and I told him to facetime us.

About a minute later I got a facetime call from him and I picked up. At first I had the camera pointed at me who was laying across from her. After a little, I turned the phone to her so he could see her sitting legs crossed in her panties topless on the bed. She let out a little laugh scream and covered her boobs with her arm and said hello. We talked for a few minutes, and I would switch the phone to me or her. After a while she would either move her arm up to cover her boobs too late or would not even bother. It was a great start to our trip.

The next evening we were feeling really frisky and I convinced her to wear her cute yellow sundress out without any panties. There was one couple walking behind us when we approached a grate. I looked over at her and she gave me a little smile. As she walked over the grate the back of her dress blew up completely exposing her bare ass to the couple walking behind us. The best part was hearing the woman notice and say "oh my, wow".

We continued our night roaming around and bouncing around the bars. We sat at one high top in an empty bar and when we left she spread her legs wide giving me a show as she got up. We had a great night walking around with a lot of ass grabbing and making out. Once we decided it was time to head back to the hotel we began the stroll back down the strip.

Approaching the grate, I looked around and it was now packed with people in front of us and in back of us. Our stride slowed a bit and I moved us slightly more toward crossing the center of the grate. As she stepped on the grate her dress flew up this time exposing her ass to everyone behind us and her tight bald pussy to everyone in front of us. It felt like her dress was up for such a long time but it was only a second or so as she made no effort to pull it down she let it fall naturally. I watched as one guy passing by turned his head, eyes glued to her pussy and said "Damn!". There were so many eyes looking at her pussy as we walked over that great.

So to recap, in one weekend, my friend had seen her tits, maybe a security person saw her tits, and multiple people saw her ass and pussy. Last part, a few weeks later we visited my friend and it was the three of us drinking. I was making jokes about things and her boobs. She said something another friend seeing her boobs when I let her know my friend in front of her was the one on the phone. She looked shocked and said "wait you saw my boobs?!" to which he replied yes. She turned a little red and let out a loud laugh.

dozing wife
 

This is a true story that occurred about 25years ago. Sadly it is before the days of cell phones or g-strings, but it was still a mind blowing experience. Let me know if you enjoy.

My wife is a tall, slender brunette with legs forever. When she was in her early 30's, she was diagnosed with chronic depression and admitted to hospital for 2 weeks where she was heavily sedated undergoing sleep therapy. Most of the time she was sleeping other than around visiting hours when the meds had somewhat worn off, but still left her extremely groggy. Because of this she was not allowed to walk out of the ward without someone to assist. As she was a smoker this was frustrating as she basically had to wait for visiting time so that I could escort her to the smoking room.

Each wing of the hospital had a smoking room shared by all wards in that wing. The room was a pokey 3by3m box with a large window that was always left open to allow the smoke to escape. The room had 2 consecutive doors, an external door leading from the hospital corridor, followed by a short passage before the internal door which entered the room. Both doors closed automatically and were far enough apart that they would not be open at the same time thus ensuring no smoke escaped into the corridor. Lounge chairs were set against each wall facing inwards, even the window had chairs just below it.

The first time I was allowed to visit was a few days after my wife was admitted, so as soon as I arrived in the afternoon visiting time, my wife desperately pleaded for me to take her for a smoke. We sat in the box of a room for the whole hour while my wife basically chain smoked. Other patients came and went periodically from both male and female wards. I am not a smoker, so spending an hour closeted in a small space with a bunch of smokers was not my idea of a fun visit, so when I went to the hospital for the evening visit, I deposited my wife in the smoking room and told her I would come back after she had finished her cig. Rather than stand around awkwardly in the corridor, I strolled around the hospital and eventually found myself going outside into an internal quad that the hospital appeared to be built around. As my wife's ward was on the ground floor, I suspected the smoking room window looked out into this quad and soon located it.

Deciding that it was logical to check to see when my wife finished smoking rather than to guess, I made my way over to the window. Vertical blinds covered the window, but they were opened partially to let the smoke out. I looked through one of the gaps and immediately made out my wife sitting in a lounge chair facing the window. She had finished smoking and had dozed off waiting for me. I couldn't help noticing that her normal prim upright posture with knees together had declined as she relaxed into sleep. Her hands were on the chair on either side of her legs, and her knees had drifted open. My wife was wearing a summer nightie that came to her mid thigh when standing, but slid up much further when sitting. Luckily she had a satin gown over it and even though she had not tied the belt, the hem of the gown had crumpled down between her legs preserving her modesty.

There were 2 other women sitting adjacent to my wife quietly talking as they smoked, as well as a middle age man sitting reading a magazine while smoking on the same side of the room as my wife. As I was taking all this in, the 2 women stubbed their cigs out and stood up to leave. I noticed that one was a nurse as she stopped and shook my wife. My wife did not immediately react until the nurse shook her harder, after which she woke and blearily tried to focus on the nurse. My wife mumbled something (I guessed it was to tell the nurse that she was waiting for me), after which the nurse continued and left the room. The door had no sooner closed than my wife's head drifted forward again as she dozed off. I was about to move back across the quad to the entrance, when the man put his magazine down and stood up. He walked towards the window and I quickly backed off before realizing that he would not be able to see me through the gaps in the blinds as the quad was dark and the room was well lit. I was about to turn around anyway when I noticed him sit. I realized he had moved to sit directly opposite my wife.

My heart started beating faster as my imagination switched into gear. I walked back to the window and stood immediately behind the man who was now sitting with his back to me no more than 2m directly in front of my wife. My heart rate continued to increase and my mouth started to dry as I watched this greying, balding fat guy, get down on his knees in front of my wife and try and see up the slight tunnel my wife's dressing gown had created between her legs. By now my cock was pushing uncomfortably against my jeans as I tried to imagine what he was seeing. Even though I was probably less than 4 m in front of my wife, the angle was too high to be able to look up the slight narrow gap in her gown. Thankfully the middle aged creeper was not long satisfied with whatever limited view he may have had, and he gently gripped the hem on both sides of my wife's gown and carefully pulled them up and away from each other, revealing his prize like a present being unwrapped.

My wife's legs were not brazenly spread, but with her knees relaxed out from her feet that were resting on their sides on the floor, her legs were almost as wide apart as her hips. In her seated position, her nightie had crept up to just below her crotch and was spread tight across her legs leaving an unobstructed view of her panty clad pussy. Even from my vantage I could see my wife's white satiny panties with a tell tale dark shadow of her bush very visible. The panties had lace on each side of the leg holes and my wife's pussy hair was clearly distinguishable as it curled around the edges of her panties leg holes. My wife's slender thighs did not touch even when she stood with her legs together, so now that he legs were so wide apart, much more than a mere triangle of panties were visible, the old creeper and myself could see where the panties ran down between her legs, disappearing around her ass. I recognized those with great fondness, and although she had sexier lace see through ones, these were definitely erotic. I watched with held breath as the creeper moved his head forward between my wife's legs and knelt with his face poised just above my wife's crotch for what seemed forever. It became obvious that he had positioned his nose just above her pussy and was taking deep breaths. Even though his head was largely blocking my view, imagining what he was doing made my cock so hard it needed release.

Despite the precariousness of my position in a public quad in front of a lit window, my insane lust defeated reason and with well practiced moves, I had my zip open and cock out almost instantly. I gripped my wet shaft and started to slowly stroke it while watching the creeper sniff my wife's pussy. When he eventually lent back, restoring my view I could not resist. My cock erupted spewing cum against the wall under the window. It seemed that I had perfect timing as no sooner than I squeezed the last drops of cum from my cock, the old man rearranged my wife's gown to restore her modesty and with admirable nonchalance exited the room. It was time to go recover my wife and take her back to her bed.

My thoughts raced with excitement at the possibilities the remainder of my wife's hospital stay held. She still had over a week to go, and she would need fresh panties during that period....and guess who would be choosing those panties...."it's not my fault you have so many pairs of very see through panties my love"...heh heh.:D:D

More than a simple upskirt…
 

Thursday nights I go out with the guys, and my wife has a meeting she goes to. A few months ago we decided to meet at our favorite local watering hole after our respective activities. I told her she should wear a little jean skirt she owns that is a favorite of mine. As all guys know, blue jean skirts are great because of the stiff material. They tend to lie straight between the thighs, rather than sagging like cloth skirts, providing excellent up-skirt opportunities. But with this skirt it hardly matters, as it is very short - no more than about 2-inches past her butt. Frankly unless she crosses her legs, you’re going to get an up-skirt. And as usual, she wore no panties.

I planned it so that she would get there a good half an hour before me. I was hoping she’d make some ‘friends’ as she waited for me. Sure enough, she was only there a short time when she started texting me that some divorced dude around the corner of the bar to her right was hitting on her. He and his buddy probably had a good angle on her skirt and I knew that would get her worked up, so I told her to order some food, and i took my time getting there. It was taco night, so she ordered one, but the kitchen was swamped and she ended up having two drinks before her food came. What I didn’t know is that she hadn’t eaten lunch or dinner that day.

Soon a younger guy sat down on her left and she started talking to him. When I got there she was turned, facing him engaged in a conversation, so I sat down immediately to her right, and proceeded to look at my phone as if I didn’t really even know her. They probably talked for another half an hour before he figured out that I even knew her. I was dying to know what kind of view he had from straight-on as she faced him, but I was trying to play it cool and all I got were the occasional side views as she faced the bar from time to time. Honestly it was driving me nuts as she’d face him directly, but when she talked to me she faced the bar, so I couldn’t see what he was seeing! I knew he could see a lot though, because I was able to see a few glimpses of skin even from the side view.

Another round of drinks and 2 rounds of shots later, she was really feeling no pain. This particular bar has one of those giant Adirondack chairs outside - the chair back is probably 5 feet tall, and if you sit all the way back in the chair your legs are straight out in front of you and your feet barely reach the front edge of the seat. I whispered in her ear that she should ask her friend to take her outside and take a picture of her in the chair (with her phone), knowing that sitting in the chair and especially climbing on and off the chair would be impossible to do with any modesty - even sober!

I stayed inside pretending to be absorbed in my phone. They were gone for what felt like a pretty long time, but was probably only about 5 minutes. I barley glanced at them as they came in, but as they sat down, I could tell that she was: A - pretty worked up, and B - fairly intoxicated.

At this point I have to paint a little picture of the bar setup for you. As you walk in the door there is a big u-shaped bar immediately to your right. We were all the way around on the far side of the bar, furthest from the door. Our new friend was in the last seat, right before the opening where the bartenders can walk into the serving area in the center. The bar stools are the kind with seat backs. They also swivel, which is how she would turn to face her new friend. (We’ll call him Matt, because…well… his name was Matt) You’ll see why all this is all important in just a sec.

Getting back to the fun, my wife’s skirt was short enough that it was barely under her butt as she sat on the stool, but the seat back had kind of hidden this from being too obvious. Getting more and more turned on and with her judgment starting to fade, she wanted me to get in on the fun, so instead of swiveling her chair, she was turned in her seat. I could then see that her skirt was not under her at all. As she flirted with her new friend, she reached behind and pulled up on her skirt so that I could see the bottom inch or two of her bare butt on the barstool.

Being a quite a bit more sober, I knew this was pushing things a bit too far, so I reached over and pulled her skirt back down to at least touch the chair behind her, covering her butt. But I could only imagine what it was doing to the front of the skirt when she pulled up the back. It’s all about plausible deniability. You can get away with showing a little skin at a bar, especially if it seems accidental, but you can’t just sit bottomless in a bar! At this point, though, I was distracted by her phone sitting on the bar-top and my curiosity about the pictures they had taken.

I discreetly picked up her phone, typed in her passcode, and looked at her photos. The first was fairly modest. She had turned about 45 degrees sideways and raised her outside knee a little, showing a lot of leg but covering the front of her skirt. But the second picture was even better than I had hoped for! She had straightened her out her outside leg and raised her inner knee. This alone would have made for a great up-skirt, but what I don’t think she even realized was that it caused the front hem of her skirt to fold up on itself about an inch or two. This meant that her skirt was pulled almost straight across her hip bones. She was bare for a good 2 to 3 inches above her pussy. Her landing strip was totally visible all the way to the bare skin above. And this was the posed position! I can only imagine what showed getting on and off (no pun intended.)

So at this point I was pretty pleased. I had a great picture and she was sure to be pretty hot to trot! I was a little jealous of this guy as I had certainly never had a women I didn’t know flash me in such a blatant manner! She had pushed the bounds of what you could get away with further than she ever had before. I mean yes, she was outside and it was dark. But this is a bar with picnic tables and at least a dozen people drinking outside. Who knows what they saw. Pretty freakin’ hot stuff. I couldn’t wait to hear about it!

And that’s when I glanced over and froze. Although she had her back to me, I could see her skirt had flipped up again in front. And although Matt was the only patron that could see her from the front, the bartender had come down to the opening at the end of the bar and was staring straight at her from behind Matt.

This is where my thinking might have gotten a little bit fuzzy from the drinks. We’re regulars at this bar, and I’m thinking I don’t want us to get thrown out, so she couldn’t’ let on that she knew how much she was showing. (Which she very well may not have - she was flashing on purposed, but I don’t think she meant to be virtually bottomless) And somehow in my alcohol induced haze, instead of turning her toward me and helping to straighten things out, I somehow thought I needed to act as if I hadn’t noticed what was happening.

So for at least the next ten minutes I pretended to stare at my phone while intently watching through my peripheral vision as she squirmed around on the stool with her skirt almost around her belt line. Man, those guys were very interested in whatever she was saying, lol! I already had a boner from seeing the chair picture, and I felt like I was getting harder and harder as the minutes ticked by. I felt completely locked in place and unable to act.

Finally the second bartender came around and asked if we wanted another drink. I was able to get her straightened out, and we got out of there pretty fast after that. I’d love to tell you we had a night of epic sex after, but she was more wasted than I realized, and basically passed out the minute she hit the bed. We did have a pretty good morning though, as she filled me in on the details she could remember, and I filled her in on some she couldn’t.

I know this is a long story already, but there are a few footnotes. Two things remain a mystery from that night. The first is why there are only two pictures on her phone. They were outside a long time for only two pictures. …Not long enough for anything really fun to have happened, but longer that just 2 pics should take. I asked her if he took any with his phone, but she isn’t sure. So maybe there are some amazing pictures somewhere of my wife sitting in a big orange chair outside a busy bar flashing her pussy. I actually hope he took some, cuz she really left the poor guy hanging! So I hope he’s gotten some use out of them. I really hope they don’t turn up on the internet somewhere - cuz that would be awesome. Oops, I mean terrible, that would be terrible. Post ‘em if you got ‘em kids!

The other mystery involves the skirt. She does remember people smiling at her as she walked though the crowd and back into the bar. Probably because it was pretty clear what kind of naughty pictures she was taking… but just maybe the skirt didn’t flip up when she was lifting the back of the skirt on the barstool. Maybe it stayed up from the moment it happened on the chair. I was too busy acting nonchalant and staring at my phone to look up and see if she walked past all the picnic tables and around the whole bar with her soaking wet pussy on display. It’s a nice thought.

To wrap things up, as I mentioned this is our regular watering hole. We’ve never seen Matt again, but there’s a certain bartender that always has a big smile for her. She certainly has no secrets from him. But she always blushes when he smiles at her. And it makes her a little wet.

PS - Matt, buddy. She got a good talking to about being a cock tease. If you ever come back please know that she’s expected to take you out to the parking lot and show you a good time… Or you can show her a good time… I’m pretty sure a good time will be had by all.

PPS - and she made me add this in the hopes that he’ll read it it (or that someone else will figure it out and tell him - because you know the story’s gotten around) …All the bartender has to do is ask. She feels she owes him too. She’s always wanted to be dragged into the men’s room, or the storeroom, and taken from behind. (So I guess actually don’t ask, just take). You know that she let the cook finger her as they sat at the bar one time… but that’s a whole nother story.

Not on purpose
 

I have only seen this happen once and even then it was accidental, we were at a local country park specifically to take pictures, my wife knows how much i love taking pics of her outside and so this day she dressed in just a denim skirt and a vest top with nothing at all underneath, we had taken a few shots of her with her top and skirt pulled up and as we walked around the virtually deserted country park we found a memorial bench next to a footpath in a secluded area

we sat down and had a drink before my wife laid back on the bench a put her legs over me, i knew what she was offering so her skirt was soon pushed up to allow me to touch her pussy, we stayed like this for a while as i played with her and finally fingered her as she lay with her legs spread over me

she was lost in her enjoyment and oblivious to everything as she orgasmed, after she did so she still lay there with her pussy on full view with neither of us aware that another couple were about to walk past, in the instant i realised they were there i had no time to cover her up and they both had a full view of her with her legs open and her pussy on show

i was unsure to tell her what had just happened as she was still laid back with her eyes closed but i did and thankfully she just said it is too late to worry about it now, i honestly thought i was in big trouble for letting it happen but she was quite laid back about it, i wanted to show her what they had just seen so i took a picture of her laying there and when i showed her what they had seen she again just brushed it off as done and over with

i personally enjoyed knowing what they had seen and my wife knows i enjoyed them seeing her like that so i think there was an element of her being happy for me and it being truly accidental in her calmness, we have spoken of it many times since and she always smiles and says it was my lucky day, i know she will go topless on the beach for me but i also know she would never show her pussy like that on purpose so for it to happen at all was a one off accident but for her to be so calm and let me enjoy it when she could have raised hell to me for letting it happen was an even bigger treat

Wow that's a meaty pussy. Nice

wife flashing
 

This happened in the 80’s when my wife and I were in our early 30’s. We both worked in the same building in a large city’s downtown area. We worked on different floors of the building but would often meet for lunch. We liked to go to mall with a food court that was a block away from our office building. The mall had been built recently and was attached to an older department store. You could enter the department store from the mall but there were 3 or 4 steps that had to be ascended. Workers would sit to eat lunch on the steps away from the entrance so they wouldn’t block pedestrians. There were also seats on the floor of the mall with some of them facing the department store entrance. My wife loved flashing, so we came up with the idea of trying it here. I sat in a seat facing her along with whoever else wanted to sit there. She’d sit on the steps eating her lunch and “accidently” spread her legs. She always wore a loose dress when she did this. The first time she wore panties. Again, this was the 80’s when a full bush was the norm. She had a great dark brown bush that couldn’t all fit inside her panties. From my seat about 30 feet away I could clearly see her bush on the sides of her panties. The other guy sitting there had the same view. We did this again with her going without panties. She was very good about being nonchalant. She’d slowly open her legs acting like she didn’t know that she was displaying the goods. Eventually she would catch a guy looking. After their eyes met, she would open her legs wider to show everything that she had. Of course, I enjoyed this immensely and it led to some hot times in the car on the drive home after work.

I think I posted this before, maybe not. My wife and I were in Montreal, I was there for business, she wanted to check out galleries and the art scene. My meeting ran a bit over, my wife texted me that she would be in this café where we had planned to meet. Finally I got away and headed to the café, it was a large area and I was looking all around for her, so I got a glass of wine from the bar and texted asking her where she was. She texted me back with her location, but asked me to stay put for a bit, she was toying with a guy at another table.

I finally spotted the back of her head, I could see she had a book in her hand, I also saw a guy at a table facing her. He was looking at her and it seemed that my wife was giving him a show. I texted back and asked her if she was flashing the guy in the gray coat, I got a "maybe, if you see him come to my table then come over."

But that's not how it played out, I saw him write something that he put in his pocket. I few minutes later an attractive young woman came, he stood up and kissed her, then she sat with him. I went to my wife's table and sat with her, I asked her if she was being a bad girl, she smiled and said "very, my panties are in my purse".

We had a light dinner, at some point my wife had a piece of paper, it seems a waiter had slipped it to her, she said that guy and his SO had left, he must have slipped it to the waiter, it looked like the paper I saw him writing on. I asked her what she was going to do with it, there was a phone number, she said nothing, she was just having a little fun. Of course I had a few more meeting the next day, she said she went to a museum.

The jealous type
 

When I was young, I was pretty jealous of anyone that would pay an abundant amount of attention to my wife. One evening my wife and I had gone to a bar with another couple. We slid into a booth in the fairly well-lighted bar. It didn't take long before a guy nearby with a very good shot of my wife was eyeing her. Initially, I paid little attention to it, but before long, I noticed she was giving him the eye right back. I watched this go on through our first beer. However, by the second beer, she was still giving him the look. She and the other lady returned from the "powder room," and I noted that my wife had undone two additional buttons at the top of her blouse offering a pretty fabulous shot of her tits. The flirting continued between her and that guy. By the time we started on our third beer, nothing had changed -- except she had started moving her right knee and leg in and out from her other knee and leg. I knew that she had gone commando for the evening and was providing him a great beaver shot. He was fixated on her crotch by now.

Enough was enough. I said to the other couple that I knew a better place, and that we should depart. With that we got up to leave. Mr. Beaver Shot had his legs crossed and kicked out in the aisle where we had to walk to exit. I stepped squarely on his elevated and extended foot on the way out. He never made a move toward me. I guess he figured it was the price of admission.

Advantage
 

On a similar tack. Just wonder how many Females "display their goods to advantage" when Attending Job Interviews ? Meanwhile, as a Family Man, you are Applying for a "Last-Chance" Money Loan or Similar Business Deal ? But the Interviewer is a "Well-Rigged-Womaniser" with a Large, comfortably furnished, Office. He DEMANDS your Attendance, together with your Wife. Imagine the "Basic Instinct-Type Occasion", knowing your Wife is to be "propositioned" ! Imagine the preparations, both of you knowing she is naked under her skimpy, strappy Summer Mini Dress, especially for the Session ! Imagine the manoeuvring of the Pervert as your Wife perches on the opposite sofa, crossing her legs as she leans back , then parting her thighs as she bends forwards ! And then what do YOU do if HE willingly meets ALL YOUR Demands, provided YOUR Wife is in "regular solo-attendance in his Locked Office", fulfilling ALL HIS Needs, whilst Acting as THE Continual Guarantor of YOUR Suitability" ? And what exactly is going to be required of YOUR Wife when, following his expected Regular Call, she attends, exactly similarly dressed at HIS INSISTANCE, for a Brief Encounter ?

Guys looking up my wifes skirt
 

Several years back we were at a dinner/dance. My wife wore a rather short for her sequined dress. She wore pantyhose without underwear. After a few too many drinks she dropped the contents of her purse on the floor. She was squatting down to pick up everything as I was walking back to our table. I then noticed a friend at the next table looking my wifes way. He had a clear view up her skirt. I never said a word to her about it, but still think about it. A few months later, she wore the same dress to a wedding. All night when she sat at our table, the dress was riding up on her. I saw that 2 young guys were looking at her legs and up her skirt all night. Later we sat at the bar at the venue and the 2 young guys sat on barstools across from my wife, bought her a drink and continued looking up her skirt. I had a few drinks as well. She was flirting heavily with them. Sadly my wife was too drunk to have the guys come back to the room. But both guys got a nice hug goodnight as I watched them feel up my wifes big tits. When we got back to our room, I got a great set of nude pics, and fucked her twice before she passed out.

I get a real thrill watching guys looking at my wife, similar to most on here. Like your wife, mine especially likes when it’s younger guys in their 20’s. She’s mid50’s now, but has an real MILF body and looks early 40’s. One of the best, which I detailed in another thread, was two college guys that were talking and looking at her on a nude beach. It was hot seeing their “physical reaction”, because at that age for certain they can’t control it. Not that I’ve learned to yet, either.

I was good with her taking them to our room, but she didn’t go through with it. I however, benefited from her extreme arousal that day.