Earlier this year my wife and I headed north to our favourite beach town which has two nude baeches and is two days drive away if you take it quietly.Those who have read my earlier stories will know that my wife has been quite the exhibitionist but age, falling libido and a bit of body weight have slowed her down a bit. However when she occasionally gets it into her head to "show" she doesn't do it by halves.
This holiday she continually told me her body wasn't good enough anymore and no one would want to look and there had been some arguments over the subject, but the holiday was to a degree part of an agreement about going to other events and that agreement included no underwear and shaved pubes for the time at the beach holiday.
One night after some discussion, she agreed to wear a light cotton dress that she had found in Bali last year. In the sunlight it was somewhat transparent, low cut at the front and reasonably short. Since it was getting dark when we went out, she agreed to wear nothing under it. Even at that time of night, she knew that anyone who saw her with light behind her could see right through the dress so I guessed that this was going to be a "show" night.
When we got to the hotel it was very crowded even though it was a Tuesday night and there were very few tables available.The only ones free were with stools which meant that she had no hope of being modest if she wanted to.Given her reluctance to show off earlier, I expected her to go somewhere else but she insisted that we stay. Then she picked a corner table facing two groups of all men and chose the one stool that meant she directly faced them.On top of that, the men were sitting on chairs so they were facing her and looking at her from below.
"I need a double G&T" she then demanded so I knew we were away.By the time that I got her drink she had gained their complete attention.Even if she had sat the whole time with her legs together tightly she couldn't have hiddent the fact that she wore nothing under the dress. The setting sun shone from her left showing her large left breast as if the dress was transparent and with both feet on the rung of the bar stool, the short dress was well above their eyeline and her slightly parted legs showed everything.Eventually one of the men started to take a photo of the setting sun and slowly panned aound to take the bar. He seemed to take a lot of time photographing the bar.He showed his mates the result and they all did the same thing.The other table of men then did the same thing except this time the second double drink had kicked in and she now had her legs spread as far as the rung of the bar stool would let her.
After they had gone she said that she was right and they didn't take any notice of her. I asked about the cameras and she said that "they were only photographing the bar and that they couldn't have possibly seen up her dress because it wasn't that short". I didn't even ask about why she had spread her legs when the second table was photgraphing the bar.
I was hoping some of the photos of that night might show up on the web but months later there is no sign, but it was still a great night and after that she relaxed for the last few days of the holiday
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