Low key events that give a massive thrill

[Windsorm]

Originally Posted by 4cali

Out of the four of us, he’s the most reserved. The banter sort of stops when it’s just him and I. But maybe you’re right. Find a way to bring it up. Thing is we all have hesitation. My wife has flat out said she’d never do it so I’d be hesitant to outright ask. I think she’d be jealous I wanted someone else as if that’s to say I’m unsatisfied with her. Or she is concerned it would ruin our friendship. I’d be open to testing the waters with someone met online or something but she only gives any inclination of horniness towards others when it’s them. I think I might just need to enjoy the idea and accept it’s never gonna happen. But I suppose they say “never say never” for a reason.

I think I’m more “online” than any of them so I see instances of stuff like this all the time. They think it’s this invisible line you just can’t cross and I just feel like we’d have a good time.

When your wife is horny start talking about a threesome with Sam. See how she responds.

[RXDr3111]

Originally Posted by 4cali

Out of the four of us, he’s the most reserved. The banter sort of stops when it’s just him and I. But maybe you’re right. Find a way to bring it up. Thing is we all have hesitation. My wife has flat out said she’d never do it so I’d be hesitant to outright ask. I think she’d be jealous I wanted someone else as if that’s to say I’m unsatisfied with her. Or she is concerned it would ruin our friendship. I’d be open to testing the waters with someone met online or something but she only gives any inclination of horniness towards others when it’s them. I think I might just need to enjoy the idea and accept it’s never gonna happen. But I suppose they say “never say never” for a reason.

I think I’m more “online” than any of them so I see instances of stuff like this all the time. They think it’s this invisible line you just can’t cross and I just feel like we’d have a good time.

I get the safety of keeping it a fantasy. It seems like you are having fun with it and you dont have to worry about blowing it that way.

But I can tell you this just by reading your story: your friend is thinking most of the same things that you are thinking. I mean, all guys think that way when put in a situation like this... let's be real. You dont have to jump right into propositioning him and his wife for a couples swap. But imagine the thrill you'd get just by telling him "you'll never believe it but my wife told me that she's fantasized about a threesome with you!" It would certainly boost his ego and then you judge where to take the conversation from there.

You don't have to, but as someone who has taken the risk on a somewhat similar situation and had it pay off, I can tell you that it was worth the risk to find out and quite a rush doing it in itself.

[eugene0]

Awhile back my wife and I were driving back from a wedding. We had a 3hr drive and she didn’t want to travel that far in her skirt and top. So as we are traveling down the interstate, she waits for me to pass a car and get far enough away from them. She takes her skirt off, then her top, leaving both her thong and bra on. She unbuckles her seat belt and grabs her bag in the back. Takes out a set of pajamas and puts them on. She didn’t really reveal anything but it was exciting to say the least.

[Curiouscouple2469]

Originally Posted by eugene0

Awhile back my wife and I were driving back from a wedding. We had a 3hr drive and she didn’t want to travel that far in her skirt and top. So as we are traveling down the interstate, she waits for me to pass a car and get far enough away from them. She takes her skirt off, then her top, leaving both her thong and bra on. She unbuckles her seat belt and grabs her bag in the back. Takes out a set of pajamas and puts them on. She didn’t really reveal anything but it was exciting to say the least.

Similar situation coming home from a ski trip in wet jeans from clearing off the car and packing up in a snow storm… once on the hwy and heat going she decides to slip off her cold wet jeans… seated beside me in a g-string we round the corner and get stopped by a accident and a cop redirecting traffic.

He leaned in the window to explain the detour and looks straight into the crotch of my GF as she reaches back over the seat to grab something to cover up…
He may not have even noticed if her pelvis wasn’t thrust out toward the windshield as she reached back… lol

[piecenick]

My wife and her sister had to get to a wedding rehearsal that was scheduled right after school, they both taught there.I had their clothes for the rehearsal in the car, they were going to change in the car on the way. I presumed that my wife was going to get in the front seat and SIL would get in the back, but SIL said she needed the mirror on the visor for makeup.

As soon as I get on the freeway, out of traffic, they start undressing, SIL stripped down to bra and panties, hot, but nothing I had not seen before, my wife is down to panties, they put their nice clothes on, then my wife tells her sister, "you can't wear that bra with that dress, the whole strap is showing in the back."

SIL says "damn", her only alternative is braless, she drops the top of her dress, off comes the bra, she did it so fast and neat, I barely got a peek. 10 minutes later, her make up is done and we arrive.

[EyefunJo]

Originally Posted by piecenick

As soon as I get on the freeway, out of traffic, they start undressing, SIL stripped down to bra and panties, hot, but nothing I had not seen before, my wife is down to panties, they put their nice clothes on, then my wife tells her sister, "you can't wear that bra with that dress, the whole strap is showing in the back."

SIL says "damn", her only alternative is braless, she drops the top of her dress, off comes the bra, she did it so fast and neat, I barely got a peek. 10 minutes later, her make up is done and we arrive.

I’m reminded of a similar moment from a while back. It was a friend’s birthday night, and after a fantastic dinner at their place with six or seven of us, we decided the night was too young to call it quits. So, we planned to hit a nearby bar and gave everyone an hour to go home, change, and get ready. One of the girls, who wasn’t great at driving and lived near us, needed a ride. We dropped her off first and arranged to pick her up on the way to the bar.

When we swung by to get her, she hopped in wearing a sleek, halter-style gray sleeveless top that hugged her curves and a tight, sexy leather skirt. My wife immediately called it out, pointing out the big fashion faux pas—her black bra straps were completely visible, peeking out from under the top. As a guy, though, I thought it looked hot as hell. But then, right there in the backseat, she pulled off this classic women’s maneuver. With a few deft tugs, she slipped the bra straps off her shoulders, worked them down her arms, and—bam—yanked the whole bra out through one armhole, all without flashing a thing. The whole process was mesmerizing: her fingers deftly unhooking and sliding the straps, the fabric shifting as she freed herself, her curves briefly accentuated by the motion before the bra came loose. Her full, rounded breasts, no longer confined, bounced slightly, now perky under the thin, clingy fabric of her top. The material was so sheer I could just make out the faint outline of her nipples, two subtle points pressing against the gray cloth, teasingly visible in the dim car light.

I was driving, pretending to focus on the road, but my eyes kept darting to the rearview mirror, catching every second of her little performance. There’s something about the act of “putting on” or “taking off” that drives my senses wild—way more than just seeing a woman naked in front of me. That slow, deliberate reveal, the way the fabric moved with her, ignited a fire in me. Anyone else feel the same?

[SixPointFive]

On holiday in Mexico right now. The resort has a number of small pools that overlook the main pool. One of them is an infinity pool with a glass wall to it. Anyone standing in the pool, at the edge basically has their chest and torso squashed up against the glass for all to see.

Was playing catch with my daughter when a stunning Latino gal squashed her (at least D-cup) bikini covered breasts up against the glass. She stayed that way for at least half an hour, drinking and chatting to her pals. Her beautiful, caramel coloured breasts squashed up against the glass, threatening to escape from the similar covered bikini top. If I squinted, it was almost like she was topless…..

The game of catch went on a lot longer than normal

[SixPointFive]

Originally Posted by EyefunJo

I’m reminded of a similar moment from a while back. It was a friend’s birthday night, and after a fantastic dinner at their place with six or seven of us, we decided the night was too young to call it quits. So, we planned to hit a nearby bar and gave everyone an hour to go home, change, and get ready. One of the girls, who wasn’t great at driving and lived near us, needed a ride. We dropped her off first and arranged to pick her up on the way to the bar.

When we swung by to get her, she hopped in wearing a sleek, halter-style gray sleeveless top that hugged her curves and a tight, sexy leather skirt. My wife immediately called it out, pointing out the big fashion faux pas—her black bra straps were completely visible, peeking out from under the top. As a guy, though, I thought it looked hot as hell. But then, right there in the backseat, she pulled off this classic women’s maneuver. With a few deft tugs, she slipped the bra straps off her shoulders, worked them down her arms, and—bam—yanked the whole bra out through one armhole, all without flashing a thing. The whole process was mesmerizing: her fingers deftly unhooking and sliding the straps, the fabric shifting as she freed herself, her curves briefly accentuated by the motion before the bra came loose. Her full, rounded breasts, no longer confined, bounced slightly, now perky under the thin, clingy fabric of her top. The material was so sheer I could just make out the faint outline of her nipples, two subtle points pressing against the gray cloth, teasingly visible in the dim car light.

I was driving, pretending to focus on the road, but my eyes kept darting to the rearview mirror, catching every second of her little performance. There’s something about the act of “putting on” or “taking off” that drives my senses wild—way more than just seeing a woman naked in front of me. That slow, deliberate reveal, the way the fabric moved with her, ignited a fire in me. Anyone else feel the same?

Definitely agree with that last part

[Trampoline69]

These car stories remind me of a time during Covid. We ordered Thai food take out and pulled in to pick it up when I realized I forgot my mask. I really didn’t want to drive all the way home. My wife says “no worries” and yanks her t shirt off. We’d been at the lake so she was braless underneath. She proceeded to tie the shirt around my face. Now these are my wife’s tits I’ve seen a billion times but a) they’re great tits and b) we’re in a fairly well lit public parking spot. I mention this and she says “you’ll be like ten seconds”. Well the food wasn’t ready yet. I sat in the waiting area feeling like an idiot with this t shirt around my face. When I finally got the food someone entered the restaurant. A man in his 50s. I got to the car which now had a car directly next to it. My wife explained she had to just sit there with her hands cupping her tits. Staring ahead avoiding eye contact but the guy took forever to get out of his car. She wasn’t sure if he noticed but as I left the restaurant it was very clear she was topless. He wouldn’t have seen anything but was definitely a low key event for him if he noticed and realized there’s a naked gal next to him. I got in the car and gave her her shirt and she said “what does it matter now?” We drove home in the dark and my hands kept wandering. We had a nice fuck before digging into our Phad Thai.

[thieph]

I'm friends on facebook with a girl I went to high school with. I think we both had crushes on each other at different times, but timing never lined up and nothing ever came of it. She was a cutie for sure, and I'd always click through her pictures when she'd post a new set. I did notice after a few posts that her husband was no longer in the albums, then noticed a new guy appear more frequently. I started paying more attention to her updates, and confirmed that she must have gotten separated at some point and started a new relationship.

The other thing I noticed while paying extra attention to her albums, was that she didn't seem to wear tights/pantyhose as often if at all anymore, which for someone with a fetish for them was a bit disappointing. I looked back at her earlier albums and noticed for special events she just about always wore them, and now, with the new guy at similar events, was always barelegged.

This led me to the rather exciting conclusion that the 1st husband had a thing for nylons and she wore them for his pleasure. While there's no way I can ever confirm this, I think the evidence is there and it's much hotter to believe this.