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My wife fits in well with what some others have shared. Remaining innocent is extremely important.

She is usually very traditional, conservative, attends church, does not drink type. Yet, has moments when
accidents occur. Mind you, I cannot create these moments or even talk with her about them. They just happen on her own timetable.

We met a couple via a garage sale where they were in the process of preparing to move. They were a little older than us yet we struck up a brief friendship, bought a few things at their sale.

My wife thought it would be nice to have them over for diner before they moved, which we did.

When I arrived home that evening my wife was in the kitchen running way behind schedule. She was wearing a light blue polo type, buttons down the front top, and jeans. Her shirt buttons unfastened, was bra less, hair pulled up and back, tied in a tail. I noted the hot little views immediately. Her dark nipples pressing into her top faintly visible, lot's of cleavage, and a top that would sag.

When our company arrived she panicked at the state of her unpreparedness. We greeted them at the door while she made apologies for her lateness. Tom's eyes instantly rested on my wife's veiled tits, and the presentation of cleavage.
The sight of him looking at her with such a delighted grin gave me great awareness of his surprised pleasure.

She quickly excused herself running off to get herself ready. I remember thinking how stunning it was that this guy saw her like that, before she had the chance to change.

When she returned just minutes later I was stunned. Her hair brushed and down, blush, lipstick, make-up, yet,
still bra less, same top.

More apologies were made as she quickly resumed preparing her meal.

Our guest being sports decided to pitch in and help. Tom's wife took to setting the table leaving Tom , my wife and I, in the kitchen. He seemed to just follow her around while they exchanged in warm conversation. Then it happened.

My wife got on her knees along side the cupboard searching for a pan on the lower level. Mind you she was not facing into the cupboard directly, more along side peering in. She was leaning forward, searching for a pan, causing her top to droop, and sag to an extreme. Tom standing next to her set his eyes down her top. He shifted positions for a better look. My wife still leaning forward on her knees actually looked up at him and froze in place, both still in heated talk.

From my position standing near him could see her bare breasts, nipples and all. He standing even closer and shifting in, had a better view, one very clear view. He glanced back at me with a grin, and returned his eyes onto her tits, giving her a good looking over.

In that instant he knew just how my wife looks were she to have been completely topless. She made no motion to hide or cover, allowing him to discover her dark aureoles, thick nipples, and exactly how she looks bare breasted. In my mind she should of taken off her top completely and displayed her tits... but then that was never going to happen.

I remember very little of that night beyond this moment, other than my wife's complete appearance of innocence.
She just happened to be caught unprepared, and apparently unaware of her exposure.

To me this was obvious, I'll bet Tom thought so too, yet not to my wife...

adding a cleavage photo.. unaware men might like this view.