[Janethebrain]

So 5-6 weeks passed without any big adventures. Frank and I continue to have sex like when we first started dating, it no longer feels like something we schedule for once a week. Along with having more sex, I also decided to be more playful both to see if Frank likes it, and to get him used to the idea that at any moment I might do something unexpected and sexy.

A couple times when we were getting ready in the morning, I opened my towel and flashed him the full Monty. Another time when he was on the phone with work in the evening I lifted my shirt and flashed my tits.

I have made a point not to link my flashing directly to sex. I mean we're having a lot of sex, but I don't flash him and then initiate sex. It's more something I do to be flirty and get him horny at random times. In fact, a few times I have flashed him or grabbed his butt when I knew we couldn't do anything more, like right as he's leaving for work. He seems to be enjoying it so far, and to be honest so am I.

My next step is to flash him when we are in the car or very discretely at a restaurant, since flashing around the house isn't all that daring. I have been tempted to send him a photo, but he's always leaving his phone sitting out and then forgets where he left it, and I think that would freak him out especially when he is at work.

So anyway, that's what I've been up to for the past month or so. Last night (another Friday), we were both tired from a long week and decided to just hang out and binge watch some TV. I was wearing the same outfit that I had the night that Jeff brought Frank home drunk, but I don't think Frank noticed or made the connection. As I mentioned before, this was typical for me to wear if we are just hanging out and I want to be sexy yet comfortable.

We were sitting on the couch, and at one point I slid myself around and put my feet on his lap. I love having my feet rubbed, and Frank is almost always willing to indulge me. He smiled at me and asked what I was doing. I gave him a big smile and asked him to rub my feet, pleeeeze.

He shrugged and asked what he would get in return. Without hesitation I whipped off my shirt and threw it across the room and said, "Well to begin with I can give you something to look at!"

"I only get to look?" Frank asked.

"Would you rather I cover up?" I replied, and then added, "after you finish my feet you can rub me anywhere you want."

He started rubbing my feet, but I noticed that he was checking out my tits every couple minutes. Even after years of marriage, it cracks me up how guys are endlessly fascinated with boobs.

We were binge watching a show on Amazon called Transparent, which is a fascinating show. It deals very frankly with sexuality and Different characters seem to get naked in almost every episode. The episode that came on just as Frank started rubbing my feet opens with two sisters having a spa day together. They are seen getting massages and then sitting in a steam room talking. They are casually naked together for like 5 minutes straight. It was not sexual at all, but as we know, guys love boobs and Frank never took his eyes off the screen.

As I watched, I realized that one of the sister's boobs look exactly like Sue's. I almost blurted it out, then stopped myself thinking Frank would ask how I knew what Sue's tits looked like. Then I remembered that we had both gotten a good look at Sue's tits when she sent photos to Jeff, so I decided to bring it up after all. (It is exhausting being inside my head)

I grabbed the remote and hit pause just as the scene cut away. I rewound a little and then paused again on a perfect still image of the sisters casually sitting in a steam room naked.

Frank looked over at me with his eyebrows raised. "What?" he asked.

"Does the girl on the right remind you of someone?" I asked. "Specifically her tits?"

"Honey, I love you, but um your boobs are a bit smaller than that," he said looking down at my exposed chest.

I smacked him on the arm. "Not me, I know I'm not in that class of boobage. Don't they look exactly like Sue's boobs?"

At first Frank started to protest that he doesn't look at Sue's breasts, but I reminded him that we had both seen pictures of them a few weeks ago and he realized I wasn't giving him a hard time. He still seemed to think it was a trick question, but when I started comparing the size and talking about her nipples he relaxed a little. Eventually I got him to concede that yes, the tits of the girl on TV looked a lot like Sue's.

"I have to say that I was really surprised that Sue was a little crazy that night," Frank said.

"I don't think she was crazy," I replied. "I just thought we were all having fun after a few drinks. Besides, you and Jeff definitely seemed to enjoy it"

"Of course we did," Frank answered. And then more tentatively, "Did you enjoy it?"

"I think you enjoyed seeing Sue's tits more than I did," I replied. "But she does have a nice rack."

"But what about the other stuff, you know being a topless waitress," Frank went on, "Did you enjoy that or did it freak you out to have Jeff see you half naked?"

"It definitely didn't freak me out. Remember I've been skinny dipping and stuff when I was younger, even did the naked run through campus a couple times. So I guess I'm ok with my body. Sometimes it turns me on a bit to get a dare like that."

"What about you," I asked Frank? "Did it turn you on to see me being a topless waitress?"

"It did, but I wasn't sure I should say that," he answered.

"Why not?" I asked.

"I guess, I just thought that the only people who do that kind of thing are swingers."

"Really? I don't think it's about swingers at all, it's really just having a little fun, and feeling a little sexy," I answered truthfully. "And if it turns you on, and it turns me on, then why not do it?"

"You would do that again?" Frank asked sounding surprised. "In front of other people?"

"Sure, why not? As long as I trust the people we are with." I answered. I reminded him that I had played strip poker and gone streaking and other things when I was in college.

"Yeah but that was college," Frank responded. "Different rules apply."

"Well I didn't really stop when I graduated," I explained. "From hanging out with theater people in college, I had discovered that being naked in front of someone and having sex with that person were two totally different things. And It turns out I enjoyed being naked, especially as a dare with a group of people."

His eyebrows shot up at this new revelation, "When did you stop?"

"Shortly before we met I decided to settle down. I cut way back on my drinking, started working out, joined the dating site (which is how we met) and decided to act my age. Which I have done for probably 5-6 years now. But when Sue dared me to be a topless waitress the other night, I just reverted to my younger self."

"Are you mad," I asked?

"No, just surprised. Is that why you have been flashing me," he asked.

"Probably, I don't know, maybe I'm just horny because we are having so much great sex.

"So how does it work, you just do anything if someone dares you," Frank wanted to know.

"Well, other than a few weeks ago, it's been a while since I did this kind of thing, but generally it all depends on the situation, my sobriety, who I'm with, what we are doing, is anyone else playing along or am I the only one. Actually I like games better than dares. You know how competitive I am. Playing a game makes me feel like I can 'win' but if I lose then oh well I guess I have to strip or flash or whatever," I explained.

"Yeah, you can be a real Monica," Frank said, which was an inside reference to the TV show Friends. Whenever I get really competitive about something he calls me Monica.

I was really glad I started the conversation this evening. Frank was taking it a lot better than I expected. He didn't seem to be judging me as much as trying to understand me, which was really cool. I reached over and confirmed my suspicion that he had actually gotten a hard-on as we talked. Of course I was still topless, so that might have been the reason for his stiffy.

After I grabbed him through his pants, he kissed me and our conversation stopped so we could have a great fuck on the couch. It was particularly passionate, lasted quite a while, and after we each had loud orgasms, we both fell asleep with him still inside of me.

That was last night. All day I have been thinking about how much I want to set up an evening for the 4 of us to get together. I think I'm going to talk to Sue, and have "the girls" plan something. I want to make sure we don't go too far or Frank might freak out. But based on our discussion last night, I don't think he will judge me for indulging in a little flashing or sexy dares.

Plus if we do this right, Frank gets to see Sue's boobs in person, and I can tell he is in favor of that happening.

Let me know if you have any suggestions for how Sue and I set up the evening. Looking at our calendar, it will probably be two weeks before we can get together, so I'm going to be obsessing about how to approach the evening.

- Jane