[JonScores]

I grabbed a pair of old denim blue jeans and cut them off for my wife to wear. I made them where there was only a seam dividing the center of the two legs of the cut-offs. My wife said, "These are awfully short." I said that they would be fine. She said that you could see her underwear when she sat down. I said, "Well, then, go commando." She stripped off her panties and put the cut-offs back on. I told her that now no one could see her underwear. She said, "I think you can see my pussy lips on each side of the legs. I told her that she was imagining things. I grabbed her a blouse that has no buttons in the front. She tied it at her waist with no bra, and that provided some good boobie shots. Once we got to the local dive bar, we got a table that faced toward the bar. I went up and grabbed a few beers for us. On the way back to our table I got a good shot of her. She was sitting with her legs bent and about 4" apart. I could see her pussy fully on one leg side. I didn't mention it to her. We got up and danced a few times, and I worked her cut-offs a little upward where they were almost camel toeing her pussy. The guys at the bar were mostly turned around and enjoying the view she was offering them. After about 5 beers, she was getting a little loose. Her legs were falling further and further apart and her blouse was stretching out as the knot that was tying the sides together was also stretched. Her boobs were readily on display on one side and then the other.

Eventually, I saw her eyeballing a cowboy who had been staring at her from top to bottom. I saw her opening up her legs and moving them in and out while grinning at him. After a short while he made his move and asked her if she would dance with him. She said that it was up to me. I said it was O.K. He bought me a beer to keep me busy. After a fast dance, he kept her out on the floor for a slow number. I saw her moving into him a little and grinding her pussy into his hard dick. Once the song was over, he bought us both another round. A little while later, he showed up for another dance -- a slow one. He brought another beer for me and swung my wife away onto the floor. This time she was moving in still closer to him. He had moved her over to the backside of the dance floor away from where I was sitting. It looked as if he may have had his hand up her blouse and pulling it further and further apart. After several slow dances, he brought her back. One of her boobs was entirely out. She looked down and said, "Oh, my, how did that happen?" I replied, "Probably the same way those cut-offs came unbuttoned with the zipper halfway down. She smiled and said, "Oh, I must have forgotten to button up after my last trip to the Little Girl's Room." The Cowboy pretended not to have noticed a thing was askew. He bought us another round of drinks and moved away. About five minutes later he was back to give the wife another twirl. I said that I thought she had danced enough for the night. She said, "Aw, don't be that way!" With that she got up and went on the dance floor with Cowboy Bob. It appeared to be a repeat of their prior slow dance. She was becoming friendlier and friendlier with that cowboy. This time when she came back, another boob was out, but the cut-offs were intact. I said it was time to head out. She said, "No way!" I said, "Oh, yes." She was pushing away from me as I dragged her out of the bar. Once outside, she said, "You're just jealous!" I replied, "Oh, yeah!" With that I pulled her blouse off. She said, "I can't believe you just did that!" I said. "Well, watch this." I flipped her up on the hood and grabbed her cut-offs by the legs and pulled them right off her bod. That left her totally naked. She hollered, "You have just stripped me naked, and somebody is going to see me like this!" I said that if she hollered it loud enough, the whole bar would hear it and be out there looking. Well, it didn't take the place more than a few seconds to empty out to see what all the commotion was. She was standing there totally nude facing them, and said drunkenly, "Well, what are you looking at?" I threw her in the car and drove away with everyone laughing their asses off. I drove home slowly and in traffic where her naked state was readily apparent to all occupants of cars around us. Once home, I threw her in the hot tub and fucked the shit out of her. The next morning she didn't remember any of it. I am surprised the cowboy didn't follow us home. I know it wasn't a skirt, but you could see just as much.