One night on our back deck
I've posted this story elsewhere on OCC some years ago. I think it might fit in.
After I married my second wife, we bought a home far out in the suburbs, more like country and close to water. Our property was a good size and surrounded by fruit trees. We had neighbors but everyone had large properties as well so privacy wasn’t a problem.
I would regularly go out back in the nude to swim in our pool. I became addicted to the feeling of skinny dipping. Gina, my wife, was fine with a bit of nudity in the home but outdoors was another story.
All my buddies were wild about Gina. They always made cracks about how they’d be on her in seconds if I didn’t watch out. One best friend called Rick, had a serious crush on her.
I kept trying to convince Gina to join me when skinny dipping. One evening, I suggested we take a dip in the pool and while we were in, I convinced her to lose her bathing suit. The sun began to set and while there was still light, I climbed out and poured us both a drink. To my surprise, Gina climbed right out and sat with me in the swing chair. As we sipped our wine, it became dark and I didn’t turn the lights on. I didn't want Gina to cover up or go inside.
It was overcast that night with no moon showing. As we sat there, we heard a voice from the side of the house. It was Rick dropping off some papers for me to look at. Gina froze but I calmed her saying it was dark and Rick wouldn’t see anything, or very little at best. I called out and invited him back. As he climbed the four stairs up to the deck, it was obvious he was straining to see us.
I asked if anything was wrong and after straining to see us more, he asked if we had any clothes on. I told him no and right away Gina asked if he could see better now that his eyes were getting used to the dark. He said all he could see was faint shadows. He also made a joke that he was very disappointed.
Gina laughed and stood up, offering him a beer as a consolation. Rick accepted and she moved to the kitchen door. To my amazement, she turned on the light. We could both see her backside clearly now. She moved in to fetch his beer from the fridge. then dimmed the lights all the way down from the other switch. The kitchen lights were low but there was still enough light to let us see more of her. She moved straight over to Rick to hand him his beer. There's no way he didn't get a better look from so close. She then sat down and crossed her legs.
She asked him if his beer was okay and if he got what he wanted. He said he certainly had and thanked her. We talked a short while longer, as a very distracted Rick finished his beer. When he stood to leave there was a clear bulge in his sweat pants. He apologized but Gina wasn't having it. He left and we went into the house.
I had no idea showing off your wife could be so thrilling. Until that night I didn’t know she was a closet exhibitionist either.
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