Since the drive down I keep thinking about my wife sleeping naked as I passed truck drivers or paced them. We have done this before and it was ok. This time seemed different. Maybe it was her exposed position with legs open. I was in the hotel bed last night and had a full mental picture of her laying there. Her tits fully exposed, her landing strip against her white untanned skinh, her pussy lips and slit exposed. The reaction of the driver with the notepad. I kept wondering could he see her lips and slit. Thinking he could I got hard and stroked one out to this. I woke up thinking about it. My conclusion this morning was maybe this is what my wife talks about. Creating memories together we both can enjoy for a lifetime together. Maybe thinking too deep but I can not get that picture out of my head.
I'm going to try to update our Thanksgiving stay with not so much detail. Try.
My wife and dad did their normal shower routine Thursday morning. Since a lot of mu uncles, aunts and cousins were going to be there he really dressed to impress. She had the tightest black leggings on showing off her butt and thigh gap to the max. No believing she was wearing panties she showed me the tiniest thong I've ever seen. She had a silk red button top and a thin bra that still let her tits bounce pretty freely. For modesty she had put some thin things over her nipples to prevent too much poking. Even dad told her she looked to beautiful for our relatives and should probably put her hair in a ponytail and hat. She laughed.
Everyone there noticed her. It was fun watching my wife be a social butterfly moving from individuals to groups. My uncles and male cousins would stare at her and watch her move about the house. Some female cousins avoided her I think in jealousy. Granted she did want and received the attention. The gest part was when all the uncles, dad, my brother and me were sitting in the front den. My wife comes in, of course on purpose, asking if we needed anything. She's standing beside dad sitting. Most of us had drinks, including dad. I don't recall the topic but she was the center. Dad agreed with what was said. He had his arm around her butt and hand on her hip saying something. In agreeing with his brothers comment he gave her left but cheek several pats. My Wie in response turned and hugged him laughing saying she loved him too. He left his hand on her ass the whole time this occurred till she stood up. My brother and I were sitting on the opposite side of the den. He elbows me whispering, do you see his hand. I just nodded.
Other than all the attention she received that was really it. My brother made every excuse in the world to not travel to his wife's family for the weekend but his wife cut that off. My sister before she left told me we should not encourage dad to drink at his age. My response was that he can and should do whatever makes him happy every day at his age. I believe she is still unhappy with my wife and me still.
Early afternoon it was just the three of us watching football. Dad wanted to go to town and get something from a farm supply store that was opening and had a sale. He had been drinking and I had a few but was too full. My wife volunteered to take him but had removed her bra. This top made it very obvious she was braless with the nipples poking and bouncing tits with every movement. She asked him if she could go in like this. Shaking her tits. Dad held up his glass and said, you'll make a lot of farm hands jealous of me if you do. She pulled him out of his chair hugging him laughing and dragging him off. It was almost dark before they returned. They both walked in laughing and talking. I gave them a sarcastic, where have you two been. Not believing dad was so happy, he said, everywhere.
She told me that dad took her to the farm store and introduced her to a bunch of men. She said, dad was loving all the attention they received. I was shocked. I assumed he would be more protective. When done, he asked if she wanted to go meet his domino and card buddies at the VFW. Of course my wife was up to meet six or seven widowed old men. She said she spent the remainer visiting and serving them. She was as shocked as me that dad was essentially showing her off to his buddies. Now she took full advantage. She said before the farm store she had removed an additional button. Her excuse was braless she needed to for cleavage. Dad said nothing, she was sure he noticed. At the VFW, she said it was just a bunch of old men drinking playing domino's.
After introductions she started refreshing drinks as dad got in a game. She sad she ended up being a waitress. They had a beer tap to refill the serving pitcher and ice bucket with setups and liquor. Refilling her first. As she poured she had to lean over. Immediately got attention with her top falling forward and a little open. Others requested a refresh even though they didn't need it. She said none hid the fact they were looking at her upper tit through the gap. She was in control of a literal jukebox from the fifties. She moved around to music as they played. After refreshing a second time she went to the restroom. She undid the bottom buttons and tied a knot to the front. Removed the button between her tits. The effect of tying the bottom left the top half loose. Leaning in the mirror a large gap formed and her nipple visible.
She demonstrated for me. I told her, I'm looking at full nipple. She smiled saying she knew it. I asked if dad saw her. She said yes. I'm sure I had a certain look on my face. She excused the new top design by saying it was hot in there. All agreed. Next several hours she spent showing her nipple to these old men, including dad and he said nothing. Now on the way back. I know why dad was so happy and laughing she said he was drunk laughing and talking. He told her that maybe she should have worn a bra. She asked why. He said that when she got hot and changed her shirt almost every time she was leaning over the table they could see her nipple down her shirt. She acted shocked and told him how sorry she was and didn't mean to embarrass him like that. She said he just laughed saying he was not embarrassed in the slightest. He said when they talked about what they were seeing he told them that he's seen more than that.
Driving sober she was loving this. She said dad was smiling, laughing and bragging about her to his buddies. All the way to the house he was telling her all the things they said and his responses. She gave me all the details. The summary was that he has seen everything and that she's more of a daughter than his biological daughter. When the men quizzed him for details dad appeared to be loving everyone's attention and responded. He always made sure to phrase each situation with her being modest but that only around him will she not care and indifferent to what he saw. I went to check on him and he was asleep in the front den.
My wife stripped to be comfortable and we had a few drinks watching football talking about what had transpired and how we were both shocked at dad. Mostly his happy smiling attitude and him telling his buddies how he has seen my wife naked at his house. I fully expected him to wake up hungover in the morning. No idea the time. It was the last few minutes of the game we were watching. Maybe just over an hour or two. My wife is naked on the floor. She's on her stomach facing the television scrolling on her phone. I'm sitting with a drink watching. Dad walks in and said, good your up. Followed by, let me get a drink. My wife and I look at each other. He returned still smiling and laughing as we watched and visited. I really wanted to ask him if he was sick or dying or was he just a happy drunk.
Later, dad is wide awake. My wife was sober and tired. She wanted to go to bed. We went to the bedroom. She flopps spread eagle on the bed. I'm going through my pre-bedtime routines. Just as I'm finishing brushing my teeth dad walks in carrying his drink. He's looking at my wife spread open. I ask if he's OK. He just looked at me andasked if he could talk to me. I agreed and he walked out. My wife opens her eyes wide looking at me. I shrugged and finished brushing. I'm walking out ad she whispered, leave it open. I go in the den. Dad said, have a seat I made you another. On the table was a big drink. I asked if it was big enough. He smiled and said he wanted to talk to us but my wife's asleep. I told him I could go get her. He said, ill talk to her later, this is better.
Look in my previous post. I described my dad as unemotional, stoic, blunt and many other adjectives. He was raised that way. I think the only one he's ever said he loved them to was mom. Mom was very physical with us. Always hugging and affectionate, always telling us she loved us. Not dad, it was understood, mom explained his raising to us.
Not sure how to summarize this. Dad wanted to get a lot off his chest. He talked for over and hour not needing or requiring a response. Even when we refilled drinks he kept talking. First I guess he talked about how proud he was of me and then my wife. Next he talked about his disappointment in my brother and sister. I was embarrassed how much he bragged on me and how much disappointment he had in them. He blamed himself on them. He said I was always my own person. True. He spoiled my brother and sister because they required it, I did not. True. He was always questioning why I never resented being treated differently. Mom would always tell him I would not need them when I grew up. True. He said my brother and sister are constantly requiring him to help them financially and we have never asked for anything. True. Lots of details inside these subjects. Some I knew a lot I did not.
One he brought up was about three years ago. Mom called me asking if I could loan her fifteen thousand dollars. I talked to my wife and we sent it to her same day. I never asked why and we have never mentioned it to anyone. Mainly I thought it was for mom and didn't want others to know. Dad said, my sister needed help and mom told him she had the money saved rather than borrowing on the farm. After many months mom told him the truth and he was angry with her and wanted to give my money back but mom would not let him. He continued that over the years my sibling have borrowed a large sum of money and never says anything about paying back.
He talked about how lonely he has been. He almost got me chocked up talking about missing mom and his loneliness. My brother and sister may show up once or twice a month and most of the time it's pop in and out unless they need anything. He said, his favorite thing to do when he is lonely is talk to my wife or text her. He bragged on how she always makes him feel better and puts him in a better mood. He went on and on how much she means to him and how much he appreciated her always taking the time to talk or text him. She never makes him feel like he is impositioning her. I did not know they talked and texted so much.
It was around this point dad had to have a restroom break. I too went to my bedroom to relieve myself. I walk in and my naked wife is sitting up hugging a pillow to her tightly crying. She looked horrible, eyes swollen and watery, nose red and tear stains down her face. I walk by shrugging my shoulders. I'm peeing she comes behind me hugging me tight. She whispered, I love you so much. She said she did not know all that about me and my siblings and I never said anything. She also felt really bad for him, b*tching about my selfish siblings, still crying and hugging me. I hugged her back when done and whispered I got to go back. Dad was already waiting.
I could post pages of dad unloading a lot of feelings and emotions but this is my best summary.
Later he changed to him and how he has had a change of thoughts because of us. He talked about me and my brother continuously running around naked on the place and it helped to desensitize mom and him to nudity. He said that the time I had come back from college and me and friends along with my brother were drinking and watersliding naked he caught mom watching us through the laundry room window. He said it was his idea for her to bring us drinks. I laughed recalling my friends fake embarrassment. Dad laughed saying, not embarrassed enough to cover or stop sliding with her watching. He said, you boys made her day. He also told me mom was the first to see my wife outside tanning topless and had him go look. He said, we actually talked about it often and after each sighting.
He admitted to sneaking peeks. He also knew she knew he did. He brought up some I knew others I didn't. He admitted how much he enjoys seeing her body and that she is very beautiful. Lots of admitting and details. He said that he looks forward to our visits just to see us and how we interact. He said that's why he is trying to do better showing his feeling and emotions. He said, it's easy with my wife. Lots more discussion. When complete with all he felt like he could say he wanted my thoughts.
I started with money. I said my wife and I are always willing to help and would never expect to be repaid. Lot more detail in that. I had post about explaining my wife to dad before but now he's listening. I pretty much did the same. I said she is a closet nudist. When comfortable she could care less if she is seen or not. I told him currently our house and his are her two places she feels safest. I brought up how being naked and my brother showing up and her indifference to him seeing her. He said in a stern tone, he looks at it sexually. I said, she knows but doesn't care. He said, he talked about touching her on the slide every time I saw him, it made dad angry. I said, she knows but doesn't care. My best explanation that he understood was. My wife prefers to be naked rather than wear clothes. Either way she is the same person. She is like mom but worse. She's is very affectionate. She's a touchy, physical person with who she loves. The difficult part to that is when naked she does not change and it's impossible to not come in contact with a body part. She does not care.
There was a lot of explaining my wife's mindset to my dad with examples like how she's always hugging him and pulling him wherever she wants,sitting in his laptalking or just how she will sit in his lap to watch television. I said, she does that clothed because she does not want to offend you or embarrass you doing it naked. Dad took a drink and smiled. He responded, I love when she does that, I encourage her. I said I know but when she's naked she's the same person.
By the time we were concluding he asked if he could talk to my wife in the morning. I said absolutely, she would love it, do it when I go for doughnuts, I'll have coffee and eat there. Before exiting the den dad turned to me and asked if her could hug me. Still a little shocked at the request we hugged. Dad said, you know I love you. I told him I love you too. I walked in and she still looked a mess. She told me to strip and get in. I'm thinking sex. Nope. She wanted to cuddle naked. She started again telling me how listening to all that just made her love me more she went on and on with crying at intervals. I fell asleep with her still going.
This was a lot and left off loads more that would make more sense of things. It was only Thanksgiving day.
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