[Exhibitionist] CLOSET CLEANING

[ModelT-MsDollie]

I had a feeling this may be another series of stories.


Fruit Stand Friends MARTHA AND SAM #1

---We’d met an older couple while at the produce stand this week. They seemed like a fun couple and said they were into playing tit games. However they never actually called them booby games before. Just said that Martha has been wearing very revealing blouses and other tops and doing some flashing for over 30 years. Made it very clear that this is the only wild things they do. Invited us to follow them home to visit and look at some photos of Martha on their computer. An invitation I couldn’t resist. Yet I did. It was a dreary rainy day and we still had things to do, like stop for Dollie to give some blood samples, pick up prescriptions that had been ready for days, fill up the thirsty truck, get our mail from the post office, and spread our fortune throughout the town. But I was smart enough to get their phone number and address!
---Off we went to do our thing, or things. Got home in early afternoon and I headed straight for my toy, this damned computer. Dollie put away a few groceries and our prescriptions. Starting to look like a drug shack around here. As I caught up with friends in my computer fantasy world Dollie decided to do a load of laundry. She wanted the shirt off my back, as if she hadn’t taken that years ago! Dollie checked my pockets, reminding me I’m like a kid, putting things in pockets and her washing them. I’d just put the damned flannel shirt on at 8 AM and did nothing but sit in doctor’s offices and the truck. It wasn’t even broke in yet. She removed her latest doctor appointment card from that morning and a small piece of paper, from the shirt pocket.
--- We’d both forgotten all about Martha and Sam, the tit game couple. Now Dollie has a slight case of Dementia, a form of Alzheimer’s disease. Her short term memory causes her to forget appointments and things like that. Me, I just have so many other things on my mind I plum forgot. But I would have remembered after I finished playin on the computer.
---Another thing about Dolllie, once she gets something in her head about doing something, she bugs me till we do it! She wanted me to call Martha and Sam. “You call”, I told her, “I’m busy.” Yea right. Busy flirtin with Purdy gals on the internet and joking with the guys. She called and got Martha on the phone. “They want us to come over now to visit and look at those tittie pictures of Martha,” Dollie said. “But honey, it’s rainin and chilly outside, can’t we do it another day?” Me turnin down a chance to see nekkid titties? I must be getting old!
---I already knew I was gonna have to take her to visit these people. After 50+ years we’ve got each other figured out. Why do I put up with her? I was sittin in my Fruit-of-Looms and a sleeveless T-shirt. Dollie was still wearin her jeans and low blouse. “Gimme the phone and have her put Sam on”, I told Dollie. I got directions and told him we’d be there in 30 minutes. Sam said he’d start the grille and we could have burgers and beer if that was okay with us. Told me the grille was undercover from the drizzling rain. “Sounds good,” I said. “What should we bring?” “Nuthin,” Sam said.
---I pissed Dollie off some more. She wanted me to put my jeans on again. I have no hips and need to wear a tight belt to keep my pants up. I ain’t like those black dudes on the streets, pants on the ground. Jeans and a tight belt ain’t comfortable. I put on a pair of faded tan joggin pants. These are those el cheapo Dollar Store baggy kind that were dark brown till washed a few times. I’ll admit, they’re ugly. But comfort is what I’m after so I put them on. Yes, I was told I’m a slob. I knew that !
--- For some unknown reason known only to Dollie, she can’t wear the same thing twice in front of people. She went wandering through the house lookin for different slacks and a lower blouse. Our 30 minute being there became over an hour! I did stop at a quickie store and picked up a 12 pack of beer. Can’t go empty handed. That 12 pack would last us a week or two at home.
---Finally made it to Sam and Martha’s house. Wow! Martha is HOT. Martha is one of those tiny, sort of petite women. Found out she is 60 and Sam 63. Sam is also small built and lookin good for his age. One of those guys who is always smiling and laughing. Sam was wearing long shorts and a T-shirt. But Martha shocked us both. Her face is like a woman maybe 50’s. Definitely good lookin. But the body of a college gal! From a distance, the side, or rear, you could easily mistake her for a young woman. But Martha has tits! I’m gonna say g****fruit sized, and firm. Yes, I said firm!
---They are honest people. Found out she’s been flashin and wearing revealing tops since mid 70’s, shortly after she got a boob job. Those boobs are still perfectly shaped and erect. As much as I don’t have a hard-on often, I was erect too, when I saw Martha. She wore a black tight fitting mini dress. Not what we call a mini but above her knees. It was what Dollie calls a beach style dress, with string, or spaghetti straps. It was very V-cut and plunging below her Breasts, leaving all her cleavage in full view. Both boobs seemed to float above the top. Martha didn’t need no stinkin bra!
--- After introductions and sharing the beer, we were told that they met and married over 30 years ago when Sam first saw Martha dressed much like this. She’d already been into flashing and wearing sexy low tops, and the games continued since that first day. After all, Sam said, her titties got us together and have kept us together ever since. They did admit they’ve let other men fondle Martha’s boobs, but nothing more. Actually our original plans when we first began our unofficial booby games long ago.
---They both insisted we look at the many pictures of Martha and some of the people they’d met over the years, on their computer. An offer Dollie and I gladly accepted. So, here we were, both gals exposing most of their boobies, sitting and looking at more boobies. As close to heaven as I may ever get. But it got better. We looked at many photos of Martha in many different tops, many different places. And photos of Martha flashing in crowds.
---Then Sam opened another folder. He called it their BOOB FRIENDS folder. There were a hundred or more different men standing next to Martha or holding her boobs for pictures. They explained that Martha wears clothes much like this dress to go out to eat and shop in other towns. She often flashes from their car and while out taking walks on vacations. When they meet strangers, conversation turns to Martha’s titties and they offer men a chance to fondle them for a short photo shoot. All of this sounding familiar?
--- I don’t know who’s idea it was, his or hers, but the next thing we knew we were taking turns fondling Dollie’s and Martha’s boobs for a long photo shoot. Wouldn’t ya know, both of my digital cameras were sitting on my computer desk at home? “Next time”, they both assured us.
--- Time stood still. Probably several hours at least passed. Time to check the grille. Sam and I went out on the covered patio and had another beer, as Sam got the grill going again. Martha and Dollie came outside only long enough to bring the burgers. It was actually chilly by now and still raining. Both women had left their titties completely exposed, teasing us. After they went back inside, Sam began asking about our lives and past games. He was happy to hear that we don’t swap, yet Dollie is so willing to show and do almost everything else. I often repeated that we never really wanted to go beyond tit games like they play.
---We sat at the dinning room table, eating, drinking, and continually talking about our games of the past. Martha and Sam couldn’t get enough of our wilder games. Today was almost a fantasy dream. We’ve met other couples who’ve played tit games. Sadly those understanding and only into the tit games either live very far away, or we’ve lost contact with. Others, like our men friends on the East coast and toward Illinois, expect to see and do more, yet aren't willing to share their wives. Most wives don't even know about Dollie's games.
---I’ll admit, it’s our fault for letting the games get out of hand. We are trying to cut back on those nastier and more intimate type games. Even told friend Mo that we weren’t gonna meet him anymore at the boat landing. If we happen to meet at the Big Box, a little fondling and peeking will have to do. It really isn’t as much fun after the surprise is gone.
---Today was a surprise meeting with new friends Sam and Martha, and the surprises continued. Sam mentioned that later, after Martha trusts us more, perhaps Dollie can teach her to wear micro-mini skirts without panties and show her pussy. Martha giggled. Where’s this going ?

[ModelT-MsDollie]

Martha and Sam #2 Stories as they happen, when they happen.


---"Hello, I am Sam. Denny showed me his private group and said we will be in some of his stories. I look forward to reading them later. We recently met Denny and Dollie at a produce stand. They are much like us, loving to dress our wives in very revealing tops and teasing strangers. We've been doing this for over 35 years and didn't even consider it as games. Never met anyone quiet like these two. So fun and easy to get along with. After showing them our tit pictures of Martha, we are here in their home to look at Dolle's booby collection. The gals are getting ready to surprise us and I feel this will be an afternoon to remember."


---This is a first. I am writing this story shortly after it happened and have the okay from the new friends we met to make this happen. Hope you enjoy the story as much as Sam, Marth, Dollie, and I had becoming friends.

---Today, March 2, 2012 we had no plans. The phone rang around noon. It was new friend Sam. Sam was wanting to know when we had some free time. They were anxious to look at our tittie pictures of Dollie on my computer and hear more about our Dale games, as Sam called them. Our Daleshot games and Dollie showing her pussy seemed to be things our new friends were interested in. They’d admitted that doing this, or Martha wearing anything even very short, never entered their minds. After all, they had fun dressing her in revealing tops and showing her boobs. Been doing this over 35 years.
---They’d never seen another woman show her pussy. Who would do such a thing and why? As they both said, we don’t share Martha’s c*nt for sex and we’d be afraid she’d get fucked. But after hearing a few of our adventures they realized that Martha didn’t have to have intercourse with men just because she shows her pussy to them. And it really did sound like fun.
---By luck we have no doctor appointments till the 8th. It’s hell when we have to plan our lives around doctor visits and tests. I told Sam all we were gonna do was run into town for mail, milk, and prescriptions, maybe a few groceries. “When ya want to come over?” Our cell phones sound almost like speaker phones. Dollie could hear Sam talking. “How about this afternoon,” Sam asked. Dollie said it sounded like fun. So plans were made for our second meeting with Martha and Sam. I told Sam we’ll be here all day then.
---I was wearin shorts and another sleeveless shirt. I’m dressed! Dollie began jumpin around asking what she should wear. Of course, being helpful, like I am, I said “ wear nothing ”. I will not repeat what that mean woman said! After some time, she came out of one of the back bedrooms wearing a button down top, one of those game tops, and a micro mini skirt. This was that jean material skirt with the zipper up the front. I peeked. Nothing else!
Martha and Sam would be here in less than an hour. I’d told Sam Dollie would toss a frozen pizza in the oven but he told us not to. Said he’d get one from a pizza joint on the way. So, again, a free meal and good company. Dollie made a jug of fresh iced tea and had soda on hand.
---Sam and Martha arrived at our house and we ate the pizza while it was hot. My computer is at a large desk right in the living room. I put it there so I could be with Dollie and my internet friends at the same time. Sometimes she thinks I love all of you more than her! We drug dining room chairs in front of my desk. I was showing Sam my bike site profile and a few other sites while the women cleared the table and tidied up.
---Martha was wearing a very low blouse. Seems, much like Dollie, she wears these often. But she was also wearing tight fittin jeans. Don’t know who’s idea it was, believe it was Martha, they disappeared into a bedroom as Sam and I played on my computer. In awhile they reappeared. Martha had on one of Dollie’s micro mini skirts. Being tiny, she had to wear a belt to keep it up. Like on Dollie, it barely covered her ass and crotch. Like me with Dollie earlier, Sam peeked. He was shocked. No panties. But Sam seemed to love it. Loved it so much he lifted Martha’s skirt and showed Dollie and I Martha’s ass and sn*tch. Things were moving along rather quickly here!
---In fact, so quickly Sam asked Martha to turn back to us and bend over. Martha’s pussy spread open wide. He said something like “ is this one of those Dale games?” “Daleshot”, I reminded him. “Named after our friend Dale.” We’d already told about the story at the nude beach. To be fair I asked Dollie to give Martha and Sam her famous Daleshot. She did! In fact both women gave us a few duel Daleshots. Yep, things were moving right along. You just can’t plan things like these!
---I let Martha sit in my computer chair and the rest of us on either side. Both women on their bare asses, tits hangin out. We spent several hours looking at our bike event photos and those from the Florida Keys and New Orleans. Altho we have 1000’s of these, sadly all of my old photos and the really kinky Daleshot and finger game photos were burned when I thought I was gonna leave this world. We still worry about too many nasty photos being discovered by our kids.
---Martha and Sam were happy with the pictures of flashing and us having fun on vacations. But they still seemed more interested in those Daleshots and Dollie being masturbated by a few friends. I could see where this was going. At least I was hoping and fantasizing. Yea it did! The next hour was spent with the women showing us their pussys in various positions and spread pink views. This led to comments and compliments by Martha and Sam about lookin awfully hot and juicy. Of course we responded with likewise responses . We really didn’t expect this to happen. But a duel finger fucking session seemed to happen without warning or invitation. Maybe Sam asked. Maybe I did too. Then again, maybe our fingers just began wandering.
---We stopped for a soda break, some laughing, and more talk about our Daleshots and games like this with others. Both agreed, it was fun and harmless. They were amazed that neither was embarrassed or ashamed. And Sam admitted Martha’s pussy was still as good as new!
Handshakes and hugs…. after washing our hands, then goodbyes. We walked them to their car and promised to do this again.

[ModelT-MsDollie]

Sam and Martha , our special friends


-------- Last time we saw Sam and Martha was late May when we were planning our summer vacation. We were on our way home from the Big City then. Dollie was dressed fairly sexy. When I suggested stopping to visit our kinky friends Dollie was eager to do so. One call and we were welcome to stop by. On the phone I mentioned some fun and games. It was okay with Sam. And by the giggling in the background it was okay with Martha! We visited like normal friends, had a soda or tea, then swapped and shared both women for several hours of touchy feely ,and finger pokey fun!
---This couple was originally into flashing only. But we’ve convinced them that swapping for everything except intercourse can be exciting. Didn’t take us long to prove it. This is the first couple near enough to visit anytime we all have the spare time . In fact, we’ve never had a couple to share our games for more than a weekend, except our two new couples back in Illinois. All of these friends understand Dollie’s no fuck rules. All are happy with it except Joe and Mary in Illinois. They really want to fuck and be fucked. But our rule is okay with them.
--- Meeting Sam and Martha by accident at Fannie’s fruit stand that first time was one of the greatest things to happen in awhile. Every time we’ve gotten together with Martha and Sam has been great.

---Back to Sam and Martha.---- November 5th 2012.
--- Can’t explain just why Sam or Martha never called us after vacation or we didn’t call them. Caused us to wonder and worry. While writing these summer 2012 notes I remembered them and called . Martha answered, glad to hear from us. Dollie and I talked on the phone to each of them for some time. Like us, they just haven’t been getting out much and haven’t been real interested in sexual activities. Yes, we are that way too. It’s only when dressed to play games and usually away from home we’ve been messing around lately. Old age does strange things to the body and the mind.
---We discussed who’d visit who. We were again invited over to their house for spaghetti and our normal sex games. We’d recently had spaghetti at neighbor Bob and Junes. But the closest we got to sex was watching a weird movie called TEETH. Not the greatest but sure different and with adult content. Let’s just say the female star had teeth in her pussy and I wouldn’t want to make her mad during sex. See how I get off topic?
---We met at Martha and Sam’s on the way back from my eye doctor visit on Nov 5th. Martha was dressed very seductively. I wanted to fuck that woman! Damned rules! As we ate, I told briefly about the spaghetti dinner and movie we saw with our other friends. Both Sam and I said we were gonna have to make sure we didn’t upset the women tonight and would have to look closely for large pointed teeth .
----Nothing really to report except the spaghetti, the pussy and tits were all good ! They’re coming over next week for tacos while Sam and I play with the women’s tacos! It’s great to have good friends who share common interests. Anything to get us out of the house.
--Of course, our visit was a lot more exciting than this report. But when we do the same things with the same people it’s difficult to make the stories sound exciting. I’ll only add that Taco night was fun also! Yes, we've gotten together a few times a year the past few years for more of our basic touchie feellie games and we keep in contact over the phone and emails.

----Since joining this OCC Dollie has been getting turned on by a lot of the photos and comments. She's especially interested in the topic about wives in bondage with several men having sex. Also very similar pictures turned her on in groups of men and one woman. She actually slipped up and mentioned group sex with her and a bunch of men would be fun.
--- I heard her and Martha talking about this! When I later questioned Dollie I was totally surprised. Things may soon change in what games those two old women play. All Sam and I need are a few more horny men.

[ModelT-MsDollie]

FLASHING FUN AT FILLING STATIONS

--- Like many of my stories, I remember them while writing another. This time, as I wrote a gas station story for my Candid Camera Daleshot series, many stories of the past at gas stations flashed through my head. Actually they were gas station flashing games that I began remembering. They started out as simple tit flashing games while making fuel stops. As our Daleshots and other games got wilder, so did our gas station flashing games. After all, Dollie was usually wearing something revealing and probably had already flashed before stopping at a gas station.
----Back in our younger days, filling stations were full service. An attendant filled the tank, washed the windows, checked under the hood, etc. As I wrote in another story, Dollie found out from me about other women flashing me at the gas station where I worked part time. Even back then, she thought this sounded like fun.
----I will start out with the very first time I remember Dollie showing her tits at a gas station. Then I will jump to that Candid Camera story which reminded me of the other stories to come. You will soon see what began as an innocent accident became another wild game for over 50+ years.
----After jumping from that first brief story to the game played just a few days ago, I will randomly add more gas station games from the past. After all, I spent a lot of time filling vehicles, from a motorcycle, old cars, a motor home, and others. Cum along as we evolved.

VIRGIN DOLLIE----The Gas Station Accident
----Around home I usually filled my 1949 Dodge at the same Shell gas station I remember as a little kid. Mom and Dad went to the Shell station down the street from our house and got gas and oil from a redheaded guy named Frate. As little kids my brother and I watched the little colored balls bouncing inside the clear site window on the pumps. A railroad track was behind the small gas station. On the other side of the track was a Chrysler dealership. Next to it the hospital, the place I was hatched.
----Today you’d never know it. Even the tracks and the road are gone. The hospital expanded and covers the entire square block. Not sure when, but Frate has also been long gone. Still don’t know why they called him Frate or how it was spelled. (Freight?) As I age, I realize doing what we did and showing what we showed doesn’t really matter. Time erases everything.
----Sometime in 1956---Frate was the station owner and several guys in their 30’s-40’s worked there part time. They all knew me and my brother as the snot nosed kids in the back seat. I was now 17. I had my own very first car and my own very first girlfriend, 15 year old Dollie. We hadn’t dated too long. About as far as I’d gotten was having her pull her tits out and me fondling them. We both liked that. Liked it so much I’d play with them as we rode around.
----Pulled into Frate’s Shell station to get some gas in the Dodge. Mike, the young attendant, walked up as I was holding one of Dollie’s boobs and the other was exposed, shinin in the sunlight. Not sure who noticed first, me, Dollie, or Mike. We were both embarrassed, as Dollie slipped her boobs into her blouse. Mike laughed. Dollie looked upset. After we left Dollie mentioned Mike staring at her tits. I told her I was sorry. We began laughing about it and I eventually had her boobs out again, cruising through town. All games have toi start somewhere.

[ModelT-MsDollie]

PART TWO---Not so Accidental
----After that, there were many more accidental tit flashes at the drive-inn movie and other places. They eventually became not so accidental. We both seemed to enjoy showing Dollie’s little titties as much as we loved me playing with them. But each time I stopped at the Shell station, we made sure Dollie’s titties were hidden.
----Frate and his helpers often teased us. Frate would ask if my parents knew what I do when I’m with my girlfriend. I begged them to keep quiet. Frate was my dad’s age but ornery. One day, before going to pick up Dollie I had stopped to fill my tank. Frate told me that someday I need to stop in while Dollie’s boobs are out. He said girls do it all the time. I’m thinking Mike or one of the other guys also begged for a peek other times. Dollie always giggled when I told her this.
----We’d been riding around one pretty weekend afternoon, me fondling Dollie’s boobs. She’d been wearing a tiny halter top, but removed it. We were near Frate’s gas station. I saw Frate outside, alone. To be ornery, I told Dollie that the windshield is dirty, I need to stop at the Shell station and have it cleaned. (It wasn't dirty) Dollie grabbed her top. I told her she didn’t need that, let’s tease Frate. She probably hadn’t had time to say much, or put her halter top on, I pulled in near the tiny gas station office. Frate was nearby. He saw Dollie’s titties immediately and complimented her on her fine set. (A ** year old kid) I asked Frate if I could get the windshield washed. Let me tell you, Frate did a fine job of cleaning the windshield on my 49 Dodge!
---It became normal, stopping for gas, and showing Dollie’s titties to the guys at the Shell station! In warm weather she usually wore a halter or bikini top, other times a low blouse or tank top. Her tits were rarely completely exposed. But often enough out to make the attendants smile. That Dodge had the cleanest windows in town.

Who knew this was only the beginning of FLASHING FUN AT FILLING STATIONS ?

[ModelT-MsDollie]

FROM FIRST DATES TO FIRST FIVE YEARS, FILLING STATION FUN.

---I will now try to evolve forward from our first dates with Dollie showing a lot of boob and flashing at filling stations over 50 years. I’ll only hit on a few of different types so it will not be too boring.
--- Even when not totally baring her boobs, gas station attendants got some good looks at her young titties. Friends who worked at other gas stations, and a few peeks I got, plus talk from Frate and his helpers, convinced us many other girls showed their titties too. Both Dollie and I enjoyed this so continued.
--- There are several stories telling about our live-in girlfriends for much of our first five years of marriage, while owning our first tiny home. Dollie and her school mates would have started from seventeen to mid twenties. Me two years older. Charlotte, Mary, Sue, and others helped train Dollie to dress wearing revealing clothing. Since Charlotte, Dollie’s sister, and a few others each lived with us at different times, one would often be with us as we rode around. My little Dodge had a full bench seat. I drove, Dollie and Charlotte, or Mary, sat next to me. There were times when Dollie and two other young girls rode up front. We were all thin and seemed to squish into the front seat.
--- As far as I remember, they all wore hot pants or mini skirts in warmer weather. This was late 50’s-60’s, the mini skirt period. I don’t remember any girls or women wearing jeans or other long pants back then. Mini skirts or short shorts and high heels were typical.
---For the first few years I do remember Dollie started wearing little panties. Charlotte and Mary rarely did. Still, I don’t recall any of them showing their little beavers at the gas stations. The two different cars I had were my 1949 Dodge then a 1954 Ford, both 2-door cars.
---Anyway, for several years, Frate and his gas attendants enjoyed my pulling in for gas with Dollie and one or two of those gals. Usually Charlotte or Mary would flash as I got the windows washed. This caused Dollie to also flash. This little game went on for much of our first five years of marriage at many local gas stations and other places.
---I don't remember when it happened, but the hospital bought the recently deserted railroad property and all of the nearby land with Frate's gas station, homes and other businesses. Frate moved into another small gas station about six blocks south. This was closer to where we now lived.
---Dollie loved pushing her two wheeled shopping cart to the nearby grocery store, donut shop, laundromat, and other places. She continued to wear her hot pants or mini skirts and mildly low tops. I found out Frate loved watching her walk by and would often flirt with Dollie.
---I was working my full time day job plus at a gas station across town. Therefore I was not fueling up with Frate as much as before. Seems as though he missed Dollie and the girls showing tittie when we used to stop in. Just for orneryness I would buy gas from Frate a few times a month to show Dollie's and our girlfriend's titties off.
---We had lied and told our parents Dollie was pregnant so we could marry young. It was 14 months later before we had our first son. We often got away, leaving him with Dollie’s mom or one of our live in girlfriends. Other times, he was in the back seat of the car. Having built in babysitters helped give us time to play games.
---As we grew up, we bought a larger home and had another baby boy. I figured out how this happened and our daughter came much later. Dollie’s friends also married. We kept in touch, but now we lived more like a real married couple. The booby showin gas station games continued whenever the kids weren’t with us. 50+ years later and they still do!
We used to worry about people talking. Seems like everyone but us and a few others are long gone now. So why worry?

[ModelT-MsDollie]

---------GASSIN UP THE MOTORCYCLE.

--- Not long after moving into our larger house Jan 1964, I wanted a large bike too. Got the old 1950 Panhead Harley in 1965 at the same time I bought the 1965 Mustang fastback. Both black. I rode to work around 12 miles away, nearly year around in central Illinos. We kept that bike and rode together into the 90’s. Many rebuilds, and many miles of memories. Never wanted a newer bike. It was never fast or real smooth. But it was dependable and just seemed like part of us. But motorcycles need gas too!
---Dollie wore hot pants, jeans, even mini skirts when riding. For a top, same things she’d wear in the car or on foot. In the right mood, she’d wear a micro mini skirt. In an even better mood, she’d go without panties. Impossible to NOT show her ass and spread pussy when getting on and off that way! But with care, she could do it without being seen.
--- With the right moves, she could expose one or both titties while riding or while gassing up. Showing tit at a gas station was much more fun and easier than in a car. And rather than a few gas station attendants getting a look, an entire parking lot, plus those in the station, may see boobs. There were often bikers and non bikers lookin at our bike, (?) as I fueled up. We see these different threads here with thousands of gals showing everything. Back when Dollie did it we figured she was the only one. It's things we rarely saw except at bike events. Rarely took pictures because there weren't many to show them to.
These bike tit games also continued till I stopped riding and sold the motorcycle to move to Florida. At that time, and recently---“gonna get another bike soon!” As you know, shit happens and we still don’t have one.

FUELING THE MOTORHOME RV

---We had some unique experiences while fueling up the large class A motor home. There are already stories in the closet about games using our motor home. With it’s large wrap around windows, it was the ideal display area for tit games. Since it had two 40 gallon fuel tanks, it took considerable time for even a partial fill-up.
Depending on whether the kids were with us, and what Dollie wore, these fuel stop games were simply showing a bunch of cleavage, one tit accidentally slipping out, or totally nude during a long fill up. Many of these games were played from 1978 when we bought it to 1994, the last time it was used when moving to Florida.
For us, our entire lives together has been one big game of exhibition. If dressed to play, and willing, nearly anything can be shown nearly anyplace. Using common sense, determination, and watching for kids and cops, games can be played to look accidental or on purpose for fun.

[ModelT-MsDollie]

ANTIQUE CARS AND STREET RODS
---When driving vehicles that appear differently, such as our old 1931 Model A coupe, the 1926 Model T touring, 1933 Chevy, 1939 Ford coupe, several 1955 Chevys, the 1957 Chevy, and our different sports cars, including a bright orange Vette, we’ve already gotten your attention. Even the motor home was customized, Monte Carlo square quad head lites, custom grille, and even fender skirts, and had a MODEL T logo and picture on the rear tire cover.
---With Dollie wearing her normal sexy looking clothing, flashing and showing off becomes simple anyplace we stop. As soon as I pulled up to the pumps in our little Austin Healey Sprite, the old MG, or any of those above vehicles we seemed to draw a crowd. Getting in and out of most of those vehicles was quite an adventure while wearing a mini skirt without panties. Of course Dollie wasn't trying to hide her pussy, rather trying to show it.
---We’ve both forgotten most of the thousands of tit, ass, and pussy showing games we’ve played in thousands of gas stations all over the Midwest and south. Maybe it was wrong. But I can still see thousands of smiling faces, as we pulled away from the pumps. It also makes me wonder, with sadness, how many of those people are dead and gone today?
Keep in mind in those pictures, no panties, no bra, and large crowds. Top two cars are ours.

Well this wasn't such an exciting topic. Hopefully I have others buried in our closet.

[ModelT-MsDollie]

Part one of some of our later times after retiring.


---We live not far from a college town where there is often ample amounts of other feminine flesh exposed. Micro-mini skirts, Daisy Duke butt cheek showin shorts, and low tops of every type on every size and aged female are to be seen. Some tops are of the nipple showing variety.
---Our oldest son, 51, came down to Florida from Illinois for a week to help his ole man rip up carpet and lay some tile. He arrived early Monday morning.

OMG! With kids that old we're too damned old to belong to a porn site devoted to sex games. So we've been told. Many people have told my wife that women over 40 don't dress the way she does. We've come to the conclusion that if men over 40 look it must be okay to show off. And men from 18 to 100+ have told Dollie they'd like to suck on her titties and fuck her pussy....and other things.
---We've gone in many caves while on vacations. When we see it written in stone on cave walls Dollie will dress more like a little old lady! As the title says WE AIN'T DEAD YET.

---We tore the carpet out of the dining room, laid plywood on dining and kitchen floors, got the tile down and lookin good…..all by Wednesday evening. Oldest son had just laid wood laminate flooring in three large rooms of his Illinois home and was anxious to show me the finer points in doing it. Our plan was to just start the living room area. I’m old, but not stupid. I took advantage of the situation.
---Off we went to the Big City again, Dollie, our youngest and oldest sons, and I. Again, titties were exposed at every stop and every turn. Temperatures again hitting over 90 degrees may have helped. Boobs of every size, color, and age were bouncing, jiggling, oozing out. Nipples freely peeped out of some shelf-bra cupped low blouses and from tops of braless cuties with what appeared to be surgically enhanced perky breasts. Others ran freely from halter tops and other skimpy outfits. The son from Illinois commented that now he knows why dad lives in Florida.
---All of this to get to Dollie’s latest outing after the kids went home. Actually I will take the blame for initiating what went down. I had an upcoming doctor appointment to have my hips checked out in the Big City. It’s been over a year now since I got both new hips. Been wearing them out walking and bending down redoing our flooring at home. Time for Doc to make sure they are okay. But, I digress.
---I reminded Dollie of all the tit shots we got when in the Big City with our boys. Jokingly I told her she needs to outdo all of those other gals we’d seen when we go back alone. This meant wearing something that lets her nipples slip out now and then. Her first response was “no way.“ But for her, matters such as this are no joke and she was soon trying to decide what to wear. It was to be a surprise for me on the day that my doctor visit was scheduled.
---My doctor’s office is very cold plus Dollie wasn’t about to show her tits in the waiting room and office. She’d wear a sweater there. One of those old surprise dress up games ! I planned to go back to the large Home Improvement store for some more supplies to finish the living room floor, then to one of the places where we’d seen a lot of the various boobies, for lunch. Yes, I know that it would be rare to find any of the same gals. But this doesn’t matter. There are sure to be several tit showing females around town, even though the weather has cooled down.
---Days have been sunny and temperatures near eighty . So chances are good for some late Summer exposure from the lusty ladies of the City. I figured if all went well we’d go other places just to show her off. Tomorrow we will find out. Tomorrow came. Dollie was up and dressed before I got up. She was wearing a pair of tight jeans and a vee-necked blouse…. with a bra. Perhaps 1/4th of her boobs was peeping out, along with some nice cleavage. Pretty, but not what I expected. When I asked she told me she’d forgotten today was the tit showin day in the Big City. And, unexpectedly, Dollie refused to change. She said she didn’t feel like being a sex object today. No amount of begging or insisting made her change. Yes plans are made…plans are changed,… in the real world.
--- Knowing I was disappointed, Dollie later pulled the blouse down farther and tucked it into her jeans. Lookin much better. But still didn’t show her birdie tattoo or enough tit for my plans. She said “ this is what I’m wearing.” Long ago, we both agreed Dollie was always free to make the final decisions when playing our kinky games. On the drive over to my doctor, her blouse untucked and was much higher again. I said nothing more.
--- Sitting there in the waiting room and patient room, Dollie had very little boob exposed, and I mentioned this. Actually I mentioned that there were two other women in the waiting room with much more tit exposed than she has. I believe her answer was “so !” Not in a particularly sexy mood today. I got in to get X-rays and see the doctor with little waiting. Summer 2010, got a good report. Don’t go back for another year as long as I am doing fine. (Recently went back Nov 2011. Doc says hips are good for at least 20 years.)
---Dollie, being a female, has mood swings and often does things to surprise me. She was tugging and pulling her blouse farther down as we walked down the side walk to our truck. Standing at the truck, in the parking lot, she pulled each tittie out of her bra and on top of it. This made a great difference. At least half of each boob was now exposed, showing a hint of her nipples, more when getting into the truck. Made me smile.
---Sadly, on the short drive to the Home Improvement store, she began complaining about this hurting her neck and being uncomfortable. I was loving the look. But didn’t want her suffering. So I told her to slip those things back into her bra. She did. I parked down front at the Home Improvement Center and got out. Dollie remained in the truck. Again, she tucked the blouse as far as possible into her tight fittin jeans. Both nipples were out, as she messed with her top. I believe she would have left it this way had it not rode up some. As she stepped out, perhaps 1/3rd boob exposure remained.
--- Dollie was now showing at least as much tittie as 50% of the gals we’d seen those times before. And considering hers are larger than many, more actual flesh was exposed. She did attract a lot of attention in the Home Improvement store as her boobs quivered when walking. Even bent over a few times to let them hang out more, exposing her tattoo to a few. Didn’t expose her nipples. Didn’t out do those few who did before. But still made the ole man…and others happy for the view. I suppose because the weather early in the morning was a bit chilly, and it was now only around 75 degrees, not many other gals were displaying their mammary glands. Maybe three showing cleavage in the Home Center, a few walking in parking lots with partial boobs in view, and a nice tit shot with large boobs oozing out of a vee-necked top similar to Dollie’s, while eating lunch. Still not a bad day playing tit games in the Big City.
It really isn’t expected of women over 40 or so to expose their boobies. So we’ve been told. I believe comments such as these causes her to hesitate about showing so much and acting sexy now. These games are harmless and fun. For the most part legal. Accidents can happen anytime. I write stories trying to encourage you younger gals, and your partners, to take advantage of your youth and have some kinky fun. Soon you'll be over 40!

[ModelT-MsDollie]

Second Chance Booby Dare (.)(.)
---Over a month had passed and I was finally finished with the kitchen-dining and living room floors. Yes, I work slowly. But we did other things during that time too.I figured we should return the extra tile, laminate flooring, and other spare parts to the Home Improvement Store. It was they who told me to buy extra and return what was not needed. Nice people to deal with.
---I told MsDollie that she had another chance to fulfill my tit showin fantasy in the Big City. I caught her in a kinky sexy mood. She agreed this time! The weather was nice so she wore tight jeans and a very revealing red blouse. This was one of those tops that she could untuck and have only a little bit of boob exposed. Or tuck into her jeans far enough to expose her nipples. Dollie settled on wearing it with just a hint of nipple peeking out the top lace. This left both birds of her birdie tattoo fully exposed. I was happy and she was happy.
---After returning the extra materials, I received a voucher rather than cash. I decided to see what else I couldn’t live without. Bought a small gas chainsaw and an electric hedge trimmer large enough to cut down small trees. Picked up plumbing supplies to finally install our new bathroom vanity, some tools, and still have money left on the voucher. Dollie did me proud, bending over the shelves and the shopping cart. Most of the time her nipples slid out and sometimes both titties completely. Especially when she jiggled around a bit. She’d wait until standing back up to slip them back inside that red top, leaving a hint of nipples exposed. Needless to say, we seemed to get extra assistance in finding things we needed.
--- This was the shopping adventure I had expected last trip. Still, it wasn’t over. I had parked right across from the main store entrance in full view of anyone nearby. I let Dollie unload the small items from the shopping cart into the truck topper, after I removed the saw and trimmer. To help her, I put my hand on her left shoulder just long enough to slip the small strap down. Her left boob, and birdie tattoo was fully exposed to several employees and customers. A young black clerk who was watching, walked over to help Dollie unload the cart. This put his face within inches of that bare breast….and the other, which soon slipped out too. Dollie pretended not to notice. It was after standing and thanking the store clerk that I mentioned that she should cover her boobs. The only comment the clerk made was about her nice tattoo.
---From there, we drove a short distance to the same pizza buffet we’d taken our boys on the last trip to the Big City. Surprised to see two different young women with very low tit showin tops on in there. Dollie blended right in and got lots of attention.
---After a stop at some electronic stores, not to buy, just to show off, we headed home. Now that’s my idea of a tit showin fantsy game! Just goes to show ya that women are temperamental critters who can surprise and amaze us at anytime.