I thought I would at least finish the trip.
Next morning we got up and loaded the boat. My wife, to my disappointment, was wearing a red string bikini top and black string bikini bottoms. Before leaving, she put on a sheer top as a cover. Again I was disappointed she did not bring the white bikini because the sheer top concealed nothing and only covered the very top of her ass and none of the front.
We stopped at our favorite store. Again disappointment. According to my wife it was too crowded to be exposed. She went in to get some supplies. She talked to the owner who said if she would have been fifteen minutes earlier there was no one around. She teased him some asking did he expect to see her exposed every trip. He said he hoped to.
We got to the lake boat ramp. The water was at the top of the ramp. We put the boat on the water with no one around. All the beach areas were under water. We ended up boating around and relaxing in coves to music. She laid out topless and nude but only a few fishing boats passed at a distance. We decided to head back mid day. My wife just put the sheer top on with her bikini bottoms. Again this hid nothing, every detail of her tits and nipples were visible. She asked me if that was presentable at the ramp. I left it to her. More disappointment. We got to the ramp, no one there we took our time still no one.
We decided to go out to eat that evening. She wore shorts and a tight blue top braless that really showed off her nipple pokies. Throughout the meal and drinks we had many husbands and other pass by looking. The restroom stayed busy for multiple visits from some.
Sunday morning we decided to go boating again. We stopped at our favorite store again. She said the owner was disappointed again but happy to see her. She was wearing the same bikini and cover. She told him that we may stop by on the way out. The lake was the same. No opportunity unloading or loading. My wife spent her time sunning and drinking. At one point she stood up on the ski deck topless waving at a fishing boat passing at a distance but they obviously did not see. I drank water the entire time. We had a relaxing time.
My wife did the same headed back to the ramp just bottoms and the cover. Again no one. She was a little drunk and vocally disappointed. As we were leaving she asked if I was going to stop at our gas stop. I said yes I needed to fill up the truck for the trip home. She asked if she could go in like she was dressed. My standard response, up to you. I asked what she was going to do if crowded. She crossed her arms over her tits facing me and said this. I knew the alcohol was talking now.
As we turn in there was an older truck and boat on the outside pump. A group of four people were getting in a car leaving. My wife is literally bouncing excited in the seat saying no ones here I can tease him now. She made me smile. I pulled up to the inside pumps. She jumped out before I shut the truck off. I watched her walk in. Her bikini bottom was crawling into her ass crack. The sheer top did nothing to cover past her hips. I take my time. As my truck finally reached full a man walks out of the store turns and walks away crossing the street and down the road. I decided to go ahead and fill the empty boat. This takes forever and will give her additional time. As I start the pump, an older gentleman steps between the outside pumps walking to the store. He stops complimenting my boat. We discuss a moment. He asked how we liked the flooded lake. I said relaxing. He responded that the fishing was terrible. I said that too bad. He walked to the store. Fifty gallons later I was done.
She is still in the store. I get in my truck and light a cigarette. Half way through my cigarette I see her exit the store smiling and swinging a bag from her hand. I first notice how nice her tits look bouncing as she walks. The I look again. I am getting a full frontal from my wife walking. As I said, the hem of this sheer top only goes to her hips so I'm looking at tits, nipples, a blonde strip and her pussy in her thigh gap. She strolls over and climbs in. She reaches in the bag and hands me a beer. We leave. I have had water all day so I open the beer and ask what happened to your bikini bottoms. She smiles and pulls out a water, pack of my cigarettes, two bags of chips and her bikini bottoms.
Heres her recollection...
She said she walked in and the owner was behind the counter. She walked up to the counter talking as he studied her tits. She even told him her eyes were up here in the conversation. He told her I know but it's been a long time. After talking she went to get drinks. As she turned down the aisle with drinks a man turned from the restrooms and was walking towards her. She said she just acted as though her top was not see thru and just kept waking. She said he stopped staring as she passed by him. She decided on a beer for me and water for her. As she reached the end of the aisle she turned towards the counter where he was checking out. He turned facing her and watched her walk to them.
He said nothing. He paid the owner and turned facing my wife. She said looking at her chest, nice shirt. She said thanks. He took his bag and faced her again smiling and said, nicer tits. This embarrassed her, she said she instinctively covered her tits. One with a cold can of beer and one with a cold bottle of water. He told the owner he would see him later and left.
The owner told her he was a regular that lived alone two blocks down in a trailer. He asked if that was all she was buying. She realized she still had them pressed against her nipples. She put them on the counter. The owner looking at her tits said that must have been really cold. She looked down and her nipples were frozen hard pointing straight out. She smiled and said obviously, I think I froze them. She said they were chatting and she asked for a pack of my cigarettes. She then noticed the man approaching me. She told the owner that would be it for her, that he had a customer and she has already flashed one. He looked out and said that's not a customer that's my brother.
My wife said he was telling her about his brother. He said that he is the only one that he has told about my wife and friend but does not believe him. This sparked my drunkish wife. She asked why he didn't believe you. He said I dont blame him I wouldn't either. My wife said I guess you want him to see you are telling the truth. He said that would be great if you could. Well, she said alcohol and a challenge got to her. She said as he was walking to the store she wet to the restroom. She removed her bottoms. She said she looked in the mirror and thought the cover top was longer. She said she tried pulling it down and stretching it but nothing worked.
She made sure her nipples were still standing at attention and walked out with the bottoms in her hand. As she turned to walk to the counter they were both facing her staring. She said she slowed her pace looking/playing with a string on her bottoms saying. My string broke on my bikini. She played startled when someone said I'm sorry. She covered her pussy with the bottoms apologizing now standing at the counter facing them. She said his brother was just staring at her tits so hard she had the urge to cover them. The owner had the items now in a bag. He asked if she wanted to put them in a bag and cover with it. His brother said why cover now. The owner said that's true. She still stands covering just her pussy.
She said I guess I better pay now holding out her card. His brother if you will give your husband time to fill up I'll pay for you. By now she said she was comfortable. She said you dont have to do that. He responded that just standing here looking at her he wanted to. She said well then let's put these in the bag. She said she put the in the bag and stood full frontal to his brother. She said she even widened her stance while he stared at her pussy. They stood chatting as I filled my boat. She said that they both would periodically compliment her to each other which really turned her on. She was trying to come up with something to do as I was taking forever. She said he was talking looking down at her body. She interrupted him and asked if she could get a bag of chips. He said sure.
The chip rack is two or three steps in front of the counter on the end of an aisle. She said she wanted to give them as good a look as the other men earlier. She faced the rack. She said she started looking at bags on the top rack. His brother said the better chips are all on the floor rack. That was already her intention. Skipping through the tiptoes and the half way bend "looking" for the perfect bag. She said she opened her legs and slowly bent down to the bottom rack. She asked if I remembered the view I had of her pussy when she recreated the earlier view in our house. I said absolutely that I could see every detail. She said she made sure that they had a better viuew. She paused in this position searching for the perfect bag. She spent a long time looking giving them a prolonged look. She finally got the perfect bag and stood up taking it to the counter.
His brother said I have to buy your husband a bag of chips for that beer too. She said you just want another look. My wife said he said I sure do and would love to know how you keep it so smooth and hairless. She smiled turning to the rack and said, wax. She skipped the racks and just repeated her previous search on the flow rack giving them both plenty of time to inspect her from asshole to bellybutton and all points in between. She finally stood and put the other bag on the counter. For her last exposure as the owner was scanning the chips she told the, per her words, "you boys have been so nice I'll do this till I leave". She pulled the sheer cover over her head holding it in her hand. She is now completely naked other than sandals. Not that it gave them a better view. She said she had been naked for the first two so it was exciting doing it for them.
She said she stood there naked listening to the complements and talking as they both took in her body. She said the looks that were giving her and compliments almost made her orgasm. She wanted to stand there as long as they kept looking and talking. She said she then noticed I was not at the pump and saw me sitting in the truck. She told them she had to go and said their thanks and byes. She took the sack and headed to the door. She said she was almost to the door when she remembered to put the cover on. She bent over placing the bag on the floor giving them a look. She put the cover on and did one last over exposed bend over to retrieve the bag. She said bye and walked out.
I was hard as a diamond cutter all the way to the house listening to her retell what happened.
That was the hit and miss of the first weekend summer exposures. I know its repetitive but it's fun.
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