[upskirtslover]

A couple of years ago, we did the whole "visiting the family back home" thing, which gave wifey and I the opportunity for a rare night out without our little darling. We went to the local pub (a sad result of the homogeneosing of English pubs that makes them all look like sterile, characterless dining rooms rather that the loud, smokey individualised boozers of old) which is in walking distance of the family home. My wife was wearing a light, see-through dress with an attached black underslip. She had worn flat shoes for the walk down but changed into heels in the car-park and looked good in a classy, 40 something kind of way. At the bar, as we waited to order our drinks, my hand reached around her and stroked down towards her bum - no panty line, beautiful! My wife doesn't ever wear G-strings so the lack of anything covering her bum meant no panties. She has often gone out without and knows that it turns me on. I was starting to suspect that she was completely naked under the dress and surreptitiously moved my hand to feel her breast - no support or push-up or wiring at all! Lovely!!! We received our drinks and went to sit at one of the dining room tables. We had a good time laughing and joking and whispering rude things to each other and basically carrying on like parents-who-never-get-to-go-out-anymore do. Eventually, and after quite a few beers, we ordered a bottle of wine and moved to a different table. This one was higher and more like an old bar table, with higher bar seats that were joined into a semi-circle around the round table. As we sat on the faux leather seats my wife quickly lifted the back of her dress causing her naked cheeks to come into contact with the chair. Our conversation was getting ruder and ruder and my hand frequently slipped under her dress to feel her naked bum. We were laughing and enjoying ourselves and getting more daring about my groping under her dress. After a loo break, my wife again lifted the back of her dress before sitting down. This time she was a little less careful and clearly caught the attention of two young men sitting at a lower level table nearby. Guessing that my wife hadn't noticed them looking I continued to fool around with her, fondling her ass and even rubbing her thighs from the front. At one point she crossed her legs. I sn*tched the opportunity and kissed her, rubbing the underside of her thigh as I did so, and giving the two men a clear view up her dress. How far up they could see I am not sure, but with her legs crossed and dress up and gathered behind her I can imagine their view. It was soon closing time and a barman came around collecting glasses. We made to leave and my wife stood up. Very apparent on the seat was a lovely wet spot where my wife's pussy had leaked onto the chair. We laughed and left it as it was, me glancing over at the two young men who were watching my wife's every move. I like to think that, as she stood, their attention was rewarded with a flash of her lovely round ass. The walk back home involved a shortcut through a cutting. My wife stripped off her dress and walked naked for a while before donning her dress again as we approached the main road home. She finished the walk with her dress pulled down revealing her tits to all of the oncoming cars and taxis (there wasn't that many, but it was sexy all the same). We had great (albeit quiet) sex that night, rounding off a perfect night out.

I don't know what those two guys (or anyone else for that matter) could actually see up that dress, but the memory of that night still turns me on. We have shared many more upskirt experiences, but that one was probably the most fun.