[Exhibitionist] Teasing or serious

[sammy387100]

Awesome update! Love how your wife enjoys teasing him so casually. Hopefully y’all can visit him and Happy again soon! And in the meantime maybe she can playfully tease him over text and/or a video call? Before y’all’s visit with Xavier and his wife.

[Countrylivin]

I finally have a weekend to weekend week at home. I'm actually working from my old office building assisting my replacement with his responsibilities and maybe some teaching. Regardless, it has been nice catching up with the wife. My reason for the post is I finally met my wife's new friend Tabitha. My wife met her through a mutual friend soon after I took the new position and started traveling. As soon as I get some free time today I will post their activities over the past few months.

[Countrylivin]

I was initially not going to post about my wifes new friend but after this past weekend I thought, why not.

On one of my first trips out, my wife's friends wanted to get her out of the house one night. They all met at a sports bar centered around all. One of her four girlfriends brought a new person, Tabitha. My wife really liked her on the outing where as her friends absolutely did not. My wife core group of friends have no idea about her exhibitionist desires. When with them they are all proper ladies. Maybe too conservative. Tabitha on the other hand couldn't care less. She's was my dad calls a firecracker. She spent the evening interacting with them speaking her mind on all subjects and in a blunt matter of fact way. She also spent the evening flirting with the bartender and waiter. When she felt she was not getting the attention she desired, she removed her bra at the table and put it in her purse. My wife's friends were shocked. One told her, you are showing everyone here your nipples are hard. Tabithas response was, that's the idea. When she made it obvious to the bartender and waiter. One said, you are a married woman. Her response was, I'm very happily married and my husband does not care where I get my appetite as long as I come home to eat. Only Tabitha and my wife laughed.

Before leaving my wife exchanged numbers with her. Tabitha later reached out to her. They met at the same place and talked. Tabitha told her that she has no female friends for the same reason her friends didn't like her. They actually connected during talking and found common interests. After this outing my wife told me she really likes her confidence and how as long as her husband was happy she did not care what others thought. Before I saw a photo of her, my wife described her as a very attractive red head. When I saw her picture on my wife phone I agreed.

They started texting and or talking daily soon after. As women go they discussed past and present lives. Skipping all the standard bore parts, Tabitha said she came into her own moving six hours from home to college. She told my wife she went a little wild her freshman year and settled down with a boyfriend her second year. They dated her second and third year. He was in a fraternity. This is where she said she learned it was too hard being fake around other girls. She enjoyed the fraternity lifestyle. Several examples. She told her about her boyfriend and her were in bed. His fraternity brother roommate was in the same room in bed. He wanted her to ride his dick. She got on him cowboy riding his dick. She said the roommate pretended to sleep but she said, he watched my tits bouncing among other things. Another, she and her boyfriend were in the dorm community shower together. A fraternity brother entered the shower stall next to them. He boyfriend opened the curtain between them and they showered while his fraternity brother showered and watched. Another I recall, they were at a fraternity formal. Three of his fraternity brothers wanted to go skinnydipping. She and her boyfriend joined them while the three other dates refused and watched. They later started rumors about her.

She told her many more till she met her future husband. She said her boyfriend was never going to be much but was fun. Her future husband was definitely going places but was somewhat of an introvert. She told her over the years he has accepted me for me. She asked more about my wife. She gave her a history and us meeting and dating through college then married to date. She did not tell her of her hobby. In further conversations accidental nudity came up. Tabitha laughed and told her there are no accidents with her. She told her some of her favorite activities with and without her husband. Going out braless. She said it's amazing how much attention you get with a button blouse and a gap showing some tit and nipple. Many stories of nipple pokies and down blouses. Another favorite I recall. They go to Florida beaches often in the summer. She said it's fun to set up around men and when tanning your back remove the strings on my top. Then reach for something or just adjust positions showing some nipples, the men love it. Also when leaving the beach she takes off her wet sandy bikini and rides back to the house or condo naked. My wife asked if people see her. She responded, of course.

My wife still did not tell her everything. She told her about riding the ATV in mud at my dad's. Stripping naked and waking in to be greeted by my dad. Tabitha loved that she remained talking to him naked before walking away. She told her about the neighbor catching her naked by the pool. Another was changing her clothes in my truck and a trucker seeing her tits and honking his horn. She included that her brother and dad had accidentally seen her.

Tabitha told her that she was going to make it her goal to get my wife comfortable with her body and learn to appreciate the attention she could get. Her moto according to my wife is, we only have these hot bodies for a short time so use them while you can.

So for months they were going out together when I am on trips out of town. I always look forward to hearing about it late night in the hotel. Tabitha thinks she has helped my wife feel comfortable in public braless. She has even showed her that if you run your hand up your shirt to your nipples you can keep perpetual hard nipples. She has shown my wife how to not wear panties with a short skirt and flash a little pussy at a looker while getting up or sitting down in a booth. Also when sitting at a high table at a bar adjusting your legs for a quick pussy flash. She said, you just give them a peek, long enough to notice but short enough to want more. If she really knew my wife, if she has a looker, she will open her legs and show it till she gets bored.

All this said, Tabitha has enjoyed my wife's company and my wife loves hanging out with someone that likes a similar experience. As she told me, I don't think Tabitha is afraid to show anything to anyone but she will not cheat on her husband. That she is sure.

They have spent the past month and a half at least once or twice a week going out flashing nipple pokies, some tits and nipples down or to the sides of shirts and pussy. So three weeks ago. They were going out near our house. My wife was driving so a one drink per hour limit and nothing strong. They ended up in the city. Tabitha got good and drunk. They decided that Tabitha would spend the night at our house. Heading home Tabitha took off her shirt. My wife got on the interstate through the city. Tabitha is drunk talking as they passed men in cars. They were in my truck. Tabitha was saying and teasing as they passed like, oh poor baby's car is to short to the pretty titties. Or, I bet you wish you could see up her. My wife said both were laughing. That's until they came upon a tractor trailer. Tabitha is reclined still talking when my wife said she slowed once they reached the cab. At the window my wife paced the trucker. He was looking forward. Tabitha was playing with her tits saying, he should have looked at the titles. He looked at her. She said Tabitha was squeezing her tits talking when he looked. She thought Tabitha was going to squeal or cover. No. She kept squeezing her C cup tits saying, oh now you want to look. You like these don't you.

My wife said the highway lights in town had this red heads pale skin glowing. The trucker just nodded and smiled looking. My wife passed. She said Tabitha was ecstatic. She was asking if my wife saw that and how much he looked. My wife agreed. She wanted to do it again. No trucks till on the interstate close to our exit. Tabitha stripped off her skirt and was on my seat naked only to find out the driver was a woman. Disappointed she wanted to go past our exit to show her red bush to a trucker but my wife took the exit.

I did ask my wife on the call that night if her bush was as light red as her hair or was it darker red. She said, same light red as her head and trims it to a medium triangle. I may have stroked one to thinking about her picture and my wife's description. At the house Tabitha went on and on about how happy the guy looked and how he saw her playing with her tits.


Their next outing was two weeks ago and according to my wife the plan was for her to spend the night with Tabitha and they Uber to different bars. She had done this previously.

[Countrylivin]

This past week was supposed to be a Thursday through Sunday visit with Xavier and his wife. Like most times he was called away unexpectedly. My wife was really depressed. I had scheduled off and actually needed the time to recharge from traveling. I was looking forward to four days at home. Wednesday night my wife was throwing ideas around to go somewhere. I was not very receptive to going anywhere but home. She brought up how I'm going all over while she is at home. We did not argue over this but both made our points.

Thursday morning I'm having coffee to a bad storm. My wife enters the den naked and sits on my lap apologizing for trying to get me to go on a trip. Later while she's in the shower I book a stay in Gulf Shores. The weather looked good to at least relax on the beach. My thoughts were, relax on a beach or at home inside. When I told her she was extremely happy. Bags packed we headed out. Her travel attire was a simple short pastel sundress with a button front. After three or so hours of driving she needed a restroom stop. We stopped at a rest area. It was just cloudy and windy. The wind was blowing her dress everywhere. She stopped in front of my truck laughing and mouthing something laughing. I shrugged my shoulders at her. She continued with the dress blowing up and around. I got several quick shots of her bare ass in the process. Once inside, I'm smoking and hear a horn. I look over and a man is sitting in an SUV smiling. He's giving me a thumbs up. I returned his gesture. I'm thinking, well I guess we will see a bare pussy on her return. Not so lucky. A family pulled up and was walking around their car. She was holding the dress down with both hands. We had the pleasure of the top completely pasted to her bouncing braless tits as she returned. I told her of my guy giving her ass a thumbs up. She waved at him as we left.

The weather was great for the trip. We arrived, checked into the hotel and headed to the beach. Sadly, she did not bring her tiny bikini. However, the string bikini she did bring was hot enough. The beach was really deserted. Just groups scattered some distance from each other. We set up and commenced relaxing. At one point my wife is laying on her stomach with strings untied. Rather than ask me to get her drink from the cooler, she crawled over, tits swinging and sat by the cooler topless getting her drink and returning to her position. I'm looking up, around and down the beach. She laughed at me saying she had already looked. No one was close enough to see. We attempted to get in the water but only to our knees, it was too cold.

The only occurrence was when an older man was walking by. My wife was reading her book laying on her front propped up on her elbows. Her tits were mostly exposed but her nipples were in the beach blanket. He stopped looking at her to say good day for a private beach isn't it. My wife agreed. He made a short walk past and returned. This time my wife propped up higher with nipples exposed to the water. He paused looking but kept walking. We laughed.

That night we hit a few bars after eating. We found a really run down hole in the wall bar. The bartender was the owner/cook/waiter along with his wife. Very nice pleasant people. He told us it's the off season and only locals come in for the next five months. We played darts and pool. The pool table was so old the felt was worn uneven. Regardless we had a good time since we both suck at pool and darts.

Friday and Saturday she did the same as she did to the first guy walking. If a woman or couple would approach she would have her tits in the beach blanket. If a man or two men approached she would give them a show on the first pass and a better one if on the next pass. This happen no less than thirty or forty times over the two days. The best was an older man using a scoop to get shells from the edge of the water. He passed twice. The second pass got a good look at nipples and paused digging in his scoop looking at her tits while she was "reading". Not too long he was approaching again. I told my wife he must have really enjoyed his second pass. She propped up higher asking, is this too much. I'm looking at full on tits and hard nipples. I said, not if you are wanting him to see full on tits.

He returned pausing just to her right scooping sand and facing her looking at her tits digging in his scoop. He slowly worked to her front doing this several times before greeting us. My wife lowered her tits somewhat into the beach blanket returning his greeting. He asked if she would like a few unique shells. She agreed. He took the four or five steps towards her. He pulls out of a cloth pouch on his side several shells and tells her about them. I'm reading and relaxing not paying attention to the conversation but watching. He bends down with a few in his palm showing. She rotates toward him lifting. Her tits come up and exposed. She rotated back covering them laughing and apologized for the tits. He did not acknowledge her apology just kept talking. He got others out and asked if she wanted them. The were cylindrical and colorful. She did. He held them out. She sat up covering her tits with a hand and arm. Not completing this at once giving him another show. While sitting and looking at her shells she had all kinds of nipple and areola exposed between her open fingers. When putting them in her bag she gave him a good two or three second full tits and nipples show before covering and laying back on her front. He was the only one to get this much show.

Friday night we were back at different bars but ended up at the hole in the wall bar again. By nine o'clock it was the bartender/owner and another older man that owned a charter fishing boat. We spent hours talking fishing. Fortunately we were walking distance to the hotel. Saturday morning we went shopping. Not a favorite activity of mine but I was willing. She found a lot of bikini covers she liked. Responses like, this one is see through, I could wear it camping or the next was, this would be perfect for my ext trip to the keys. All were the same. Until she found this white pleated cotton skirt cover. She tried it on and kept looking in the mirror saying, I love this one, it covers but not too much. Bending forward the back would rise up showing her bikini covered lower ass. She tried it on natural and it actually covered even when leaning forward. She rolled the top and you could almost see her ass cheeks. According to her, since she did not pack a cute skirt I had to get this. I did.

After the beach we went out for a nice meal. Showered and got ready to go out. She wore her bikini top under a sheer white top that I bought with the skirt. She had it tied in the front leaving her midriff exposed to the new white skirt with bikini bottoms on underneath. She garnered a lot of male attention with this attire at several new bars. We were enjoying a nice bar we had not visited when she kept wanting to go back to the hole in the wall. Around nine I agreed and we walked. She had experimented with several bartender suggested drinks by this point and was somewhat drunk for the first time on the trip. As we walked she made mention of how the top and skirt had started paying for themselves with the free drinks she received. I voiced my opinion that we could have stayed for that and the sports channels on the televisions.

We get to the hole in the wall. It was around nine. The owner, same man from before and another were there. We were greeted by all. When returning from the restroom I notice my wife sitting at the raised table in the raised chair talking and I'm looking at he bikini bottoms between her legs. This skirt covered nothing sitting. While sitting next to her I see the bartender and fisherman looking. The other man seemed indifferent. After a few drinks that man said he had to go. My wife started challenging the bartender with making new drinks she had learned. Conversations were all over the place. Somehow we end up at darts. After a restroom break I see my wife had rolled her skirt some. The bartender and fisherman both kicked my butt. I took a seat. Now I watch as they let my wife win. She is on cloud nine telling me how she was redeeming my losses. During a restroom break for her they admitted to letting her win.

She returned as confident as she left. She lost once over the next round and I declined to play using the I suck excuse. I was enjoying the sight of her butt. I was sitting in a regular table chair behind them. At this level I get glimpses of her bikini covered ass as she played and celebrated. It's ten o'clock now. I'm thinking I will have to carry her the five blocks to the hotel at eleven. Then I hear her tell the fisherman, if I win you buy the next drink. He lost. I watch the two men play and wonder if my wife notices how much better they were. She's drinking talking and dancing to them playing. When it's the bartender/owner she said the same, I win you buy the next round. He said, that's good for patrons but not for the owner. He let her win anyway. I'm not sure if they were getting drunk but I know their play was declining.

Next time up with my wife and fisherman. I'm leaving out a lot of back and forth between all three. My wife asked, same bet. Fisherman asked, what if I win. My wife responded, I won't let you. He said, what if. She looked at me and said, I will throw the next three with my tits out of the bikini top. All three looked at me. I said, im not involved. Both men started cheering her to miss with each throw. She did the same to him. It came down to the last throw and who would have guessed he won. After his round with the bartender it was my wife's turn. He had to remind her of the bet. Looking at me she reached in the sheer white top and pulled both cups to the sides releasing her tits. Her back to them facing me I literally see her nipples getting hard. She turns facing them to much appreciation and compliments. After throughly kicking the fisherman's butt she covered her tits.

The last round. My wife had lost again in the process and had to play tits out again. This time she handed me her sheer top and played tits literally out. For the final bet. My wife said if she won they had to pay our tab. Fisherman said if he won she had to have two rounds at the table tits out. Bartender struggled but came up with if he won she had to go commando, giving her bikini bottoms to me. She readily agreed. Needless to say, the bartender kicked both their butts. My wife went to the restroom, we went to the bar. Both men asked if they were OK playing these games. I laughed telling them, she's too drunk to notice you two letting her win. They went on and on how much they have enjoyed us and asked if I knew how lucky I was to have a wife like her. They talked about how boring both their wives were at our age.

My wife returned making a big production on approaching us with her tits out under her sheer top as she twirled her bottoms. Her tits looked magnificent bouncing as she slowly approached. She laid the bottoms on our table in front of me. She sat in her seat pushing her chest out saying, since I came in last I thought you both won. For the next two drinks she sat talking with tits exposed. Both men are standing with backs to the bar facing my wife. She has her chair facing them. I was drinking beer. For my second I volunteered to get my own and the bartender agreed. I go behind the bar and retrieve a beer. I look between the men at my wife. Her pussy and tits are on full display. She has her legs open with a foot wrapped around each side of the chair. She smiled at me looking.

After the second drink she put her tits away. She continued giving them a show. I'm returning from a restroom break. I round the corner and stop. My wife is bent over and doing something under her chair. Both men are leaning forward looking between her legs holding each other's arms. She said, I got it and stood up turning and handing the bartender an empty glass. I walk back and sit. She asked for a towel. She looked at me winked and said in her drunk sad way, I spilled my drink. He handed her two bar towels. She turned bending over cleaning the floor. Both men grab each other's arm and hands smiling. I get up and walk beside them. Her skirt is up over her ass. Legs apart, legs straight, she is slowly wiping up the spilled drink. We are all three looking at her little butt hole, a very aroused, wet opening and about as much details as one could ask. A good twenty seconds passed quietly till she stood up handed the wet towels to the bartender and excused herself to wash her hands.

Both men looked at me standing there. I apologize to them excusing her lack of modesty to way too much alcohol and forgetting she is not wearing anything underneath her skirt. Both men lavished me with compliments after compliments reminding me how lucky I am. I asked them to please not say anything because she would die of embarrassment. They agreed. The only thing said was later one asked if he spilled his drink would she help clean it up. She said she would. It was close to midnight when I finally convinced her we should leave. Both men protested my suggestion each time till then. I'm certain they were enjoying the views she was giving of her pussy. They would be happy if we stayed till morning.

We settled our tab which the bartender/owner cut it in half. At the table my wife said, I think I'll walk back like this. She reached in and pulled the cups to the sides releasing her tits. Both men agreed that she should. I put her bottoms in my pocket and both walked us to the door and took a few extra minutes stalling my wife in meaningless darts discussion so they could look at her tits longer. We started down the road. I was way too nervous for her to walk like this and convinced her after the first lock to cover them. When we turned on the main road and even after midnight there was traffic. I was glad her tits were covered. At the hotel we had to go by the restroom for her. She comes out with no bikini top on, just the sheer top. I protest but she walks past me. Again, fortunately, we did not encounter anyone.

Sunday we leave early heading back. She slept the first few hours from a hangover of mixing liquors. In talking, she knew they were letting her win. She said she was getting frustrated with them not taking her hints at bets but they finally did. She was well aware of her exposures. She commented how both men never left the spot they stood until restroom breaks but returned back to the same spots. She liked they would accidentally drop something so they could look closer and was very aware at her accidental spill and cleanup show. She was also aware of her arousal. She said she had to dry off several visits in the restroom.

All in all, it was not a visit with Xavier and his wife but it was a good time together. Her only disappointment was that the hotel room we got overlooked a roof. She really wanted to do a window show to late night walkers.

[Countrylivin]

Last week was my last travel week for the month. My boss decided that this week and next we should both take time with family through Thanksgiving. I went to my old office yesterday to assist and help out on issues my replacement was having. I'm relegated to a small little office at the end of the accounting hall. I'm back today at this small desk with my feet propped up with nothing to do until someone needs assistance. I thought I would update two items, one Tabitha and a second my boss.

First Tabitha. With my traveling I have only had a few opportunities to meet Tabitha in person. I have had conversations with both on speaker when my wife would call. Both times I've met her she is exactly as my wife described. She is really attractive with strawberry red hair. Very outgoing and never without a quick response. My wife says, Tabitha has very little filter. I would have to agree in my two interactions with her. Both times she was braless with prominent nipples poking.

So I'm home Saturday afternoon. We are outside Sunday talking and catching up. She takes a call from Tabitha. She returned later asking if I wanted to have some fun. I assumed she was referring to sex. I readily agreed. She laughed saying not that, tomorrow with Tabitha spending the night. She went on to tell me about the call and Tabitha suggesting a return the favor. I did not post about a night my wife spent the night at tabithas and Tabitha "helped" my wife get over her shyness by using her husband as the man my wife was exposed too. Needless to say my wife enjoyed the night while acting drunk and embarrassed and self conscious about all. Her husband got to see everything up close.

My wife said they discussed going out Monday evening but return home early with the excuse of the bars were empty and boring. She went somewhat in detail with the plans. Shes laughing during the time she's telling me this.

Tabitha is very aware that I have no issues with my wife's "experimenting" with exposing her body. They discussed some exposures on the car phone traveling between locations with me several times. I've never had a sit down discussion with Tabitha. My wife also gave me my role to play that supports her conversations with Tabitha. I pretty much had to act as if all was a new experience and I was totally supportive of my wife.

Skipping to last night. I arrived home early since I was not doing much. Tabitha met me first to thank me for allowing her to spend the night since her husband was away. He was not. She looked very hott. Wearing a short skirt and a tight button up short sleeve top, braless. I really enjoyed watching her tits bounce around and hard nipples walking around my house. Knowing she always went out with no panties I did my best to position myself for a quick peek but was frustratingly unsuccessful. I'm pretty sure she was well aware of what I was doing. When my wife was dressed and ready I played my part well. I told them both to have fun and try not to pay for any drinks but be safe when having said fun. Both assured me they would.

I adjourned to outside with a drink and cigarettes to relax listening to music. They left around six so I assumed they would be gone least a few hours. I was correct. They returned just before eight. We sat outside with drinks while I listened to both complain of the lack of people out. I did get a few quick peeks at her pussy when she was adjusting her position but only enough to tell she was not wearing anything under her skirt. After some time Tabitha suggested they change into their sleeping attire to be comfortable. They both returned. Both wore plain white t-shirts. Tabitha said, I hope you don't mind I borrowed your tshirt, I sleep nude.

We are sitting around the fire. I noticed both were still braless. My wife was sitting next to Tabitha across from me. She made sure to show me her lack of panties. I kept looking for a shot at tabithas but she was being really slow with this process. Again. I'm positive she was aware of my attention to her positions. After several more drinks and a lot of hearing about their previous exploits she turned in her chair to talk to my wife. She opened her legs especially wide to do this. I'm sure purposefully. I'm looking at the holy grail. She has the most pale white pussy I have ever seen. It had the appearance of porcelain it was so white and smooth. She also had a hint of her inner lips protruding. I was transfixed while they talked about whatever. I was literally trying to etch every detail in my brain. So much so I was completely unaware that they had quit talking and was looking at me. Tabitha said, what are you staring at. I look and both are smiling at me but she made no attempt to close her legs. I responded with I'm sorry what did you say. I could have said tons but wanted to play the part I was instructed.

She repositioned and said, sorry about that, pulling the tshirt into her lap. Both girls were drunk, honestly, I was too. When Tabitha would excuse herself my wife would give me hints and pointers of what to say and how to react. Things progressed slow then pretty much everything was game. By this I mean she would flash her pussy for periods of time "accidently" then she would excuse it by too much alcohol. Then she was sitting with one foot under her other leg, pussy on full display. When she "realized" this, she said, what the hell, you already seen it. She remained that way. I had the perfect view of her porcelain lips parted. I got several tshirt lifts as she went in to the restroom or refill. Her ass was just as smooth and porcelain white.

In one of these trips my wife informed me that she was going to bed. I asked why because it was around eleven. She said that she was drunk and tired. Also, Tabitha did her the same with her husband leaving her alone naked. Not too much longer after Tabithas return my wife asked if we minded her calling it a night, blaming alcohol and tired. Tabitha was quick to respond saying to go ahead that she wanted to talk to me longer. I agreed.

Now alone with Tabitha the only difference was after a short period of talking she asked me what I thought about seeing her pussy. I gave her gold star ratings. She seemed pleased with my response. She went on to relay the experience my wife had at her house naked around her husband. The difference of her recollections and my wife's was she added all the hesitation and reluctance my wife displayed to her suggestions. She concluded with my wife spent several hours alone naked talking to her husband. We talked back and forth about this. I asked questions that any husband would ask just hearing about this. After, she was really pleased with my acceptance of all said.

At this point I am drunk and really wanting to see more. I've watched those hard nipples poking the tshirt, I've watched them bouncing and swaying with walking and moving. I really wanted to see her bush bad. We were talking about my thoughts and her husband's. We seemed to be very similar in thoughts. He appears to be somewhat submissive to Tabitha. I think whatever she wanted to do he would agree by the way she presented him. She was talking and I interrupted asking, why are you not naked. This took a second for her drunk brain to absorb. She smiled and said, you want to see me naked, in a sing-song response. I copied her and said I certainly do. She proceeded to tease me acting like she would lift her tshirt but not. She continued with asking what I wanted to see. My response each time was everything. She either got bored teasing or sensed my frustration. I was getting frustrated. I wanted to see her.

She stood up and slowly removed her tshirt. I got my first full look at her strawberry red bush. She had it trimmed short in a small triangle. It was beautiful. Propped over those porcelain lips. She has a small belly on her. Nothing that distracted me. I will never forget the presentation. Legs open with her inner lips just visible and that strawberry bush. I'm hard writing this. She slowly revealed her bare tits. I was equally impressed. She's at least a full C cup. She has some sag to her tits but they are absolutely beautiful. The odd thing was her areolas were so pale they were barely discernable from her tits very white skin. Extremely pale pink would be my best description. He nipples were hard and stood out a little darker pink. Best guess is a half inch hard. After removing her tshirt she did a slow turn asking me what I thought.

I was very honest with how impressed I was. After sitting and getting all the feedback we continued talking. We sat outside asking each other about our past and present experiences. I was guarded not to say too much about my wife and my experiences. She relayed mostly all my wife had told me along with other details. She is very comfortable in her skin and with who she is. Her husband is accepting with all. We were talking and she asked if I was hard. I answered honestly that I was sporting a semi. I thought she was going to ask to see. I would have gladly shown her. She responded by starting to rub a nipple. She twisted and pulled it opening her legs even wider. A few seconds of quietly watching she asked, how about now. I spoke the truth. I was now fully hard and leaking. I told her. She stopped and took a drink. She said, good, I didn't want to be the only one aroused. We both laughed. I was honestly disappointed that she did not ask to see my erection.

We sat outside getting to know each other till two in the morning. I would have stayed all night if she was willing. She was good and drunk by one. I was amazed at how much she could drink for her size. Sometime between one and two we were talking. By this time I have finally become accustomed to seeing her naked. Seeing her walking naked. Even randomly playing with her nipple talking or rubbing her pubic hair as I talked. I recall I was talking when she asked, are you OK if I just pee right there, pointing. My response was, if you don't mind me watching. She stood smiling and said, you can watch as close as you want just be careful, don't get splashed and laughed. I spun my chair around. She squatted facing me holding the side of my grill. She is squatted on her tip toes with her knees wide apart. Smiling at me asked, you ready. I was. This girl shot a stream any man would be proud of. Five or so seconds in she's still at full stream. I start teasing her. She's laughing and shifting position to not fall. The flood was approaching her foot. We both started laughing as it reached her foot. A very solid twenty seconds of stream and a wet foot when done.

She walked to my pool and stepped in the very cold water. She was saying she needed to clean her foot. She then stated, I better clean everything and stepped in waist deep. She's rubbing between her legs. I said, more than two rubs and you are playing not cleaning. She continues saying, I know. She returned and toweled dry standing between me and the fire. Facing me I'm just a few feet from her pussy and tits. She asked, you enjoy the show. I answered honestly. The view was fantastic not so much the peeing. She was giving me a show warming up. She would step between my legs saying too hot. I'm a foot from tits and pussy. When her ass was to me she would lean forward to get warm. I leaned with her. I'm almost nose deep taking in every detail. She was absolutely doing all on purpose. I was wanting a better close look. The second time she backed up and leaned forward with legs apart I said, you bend over a little more and you will be in my face. She laughs and opens her stance wider, her feet pushing mine wider. She bends over. I'm looking at her butthole and a very wet pussy. She asked, that better. I think i said, a plain yes. I leaned forward. So close I could smell her. Her hands come back. She spreads her cheeks and pussy. I'm looking at her wet pink opening and tiny butthole. She asked that better. I do not recall my response but I said something. She was like this several long seconds. She stood and went to her chair smiling.

We sat a few seconds. I said, you are crazy. Smiling she asked why. I said, I have literally just seen all you have to offer up close. Smiling that cute smile she asked, did you like what you saw. I gave her so many compliments she should have been embarrassed. Later we were still talking about this. She said, I want you two to know me. I want your friendship and nothing between us. She said she talked to my wife the same. The summary was that she's told me all about her. I've seen every part of her up close so nothing is a mystery. She wanted me to accept her for her. I told her I accepted her prior to this experience. I honestly thought she was going to cry. After some awkward time she said, thank you followed with, it's hard to keep friends. I asked why. She said, my wife has been the only female to accept her for her. She relayed the night she met my wife and the anger or disgust all the others displayed even her friend she came with. She went into other failed friendships because of her.

During this conversation she had several tears go down her cheeks. She said that her husband was so happy that she found a friend that accepts her. Trying to lighten the mood I said, I'm sure my naked wife had nothing to do with it. She laughed and relayed how much her husband enjoyed my wife. The mood was different now and two o'clock. When done she asked if she could have a hug. We do. She pressed hard to me and held. He skin was soft and cold. While embraced I said, you are cold. She said, face in my chest, not anymore. She held so long I said, we better get you inside. We walked to the door together with her arm around me and mine around her saying nothing. My hand was so close to her right tit I thought about accidentally grabbing it. I probably would have if we had not had the last conversation. She requested I keep my arm around her to the bedroom which I did. She gave me another hug and went inside.

Getting in bed my wife woke and I had to spend thirty minutes giving her details. This morning I woke and made coffee while my wife showered. Tabitha walks in the kitchen still naked. I thought she would be hungover sleeping and told her. She smiled and said she wanted to come apologize and thank me for last night. I asked why she wanted to apologize. She said for killing the conversation with her drama. I surprised her with a big lifting hug. Off the ground I told her that she can say or tell me anything and never apologize. I added, but if you ever feel the need, do it naked like you are now, I won't hear the apology. She started laughing and said, I see why she loves you so much. I put her down. She had very watery eyes. She said, I better get some clothes on. I protested that she was fine naked. She lightly hit my arm and turnd to walk away. I swatted her bare ass cheek saying payback. She ran off laughing.

My wife came in the kitchen while I was having my coffee. I told her what happened. We talked having coffee then my turn for a shower. I'm in the shower with a semi hard dick. I just had sex prior to my wife's shower and I'm pondering soaping up and rubbing one out. In walks Tabitha dressed and carrying my coffee. I face her. She said, your wife asked me to bring your coffee to you for after your shower. She is looking from my growing dick to my eyes smiling. Before she completes the sentence she has seen me grow from a semi to fully erect. She's smiling and I say thank you. She stands a second or two and said, I see someone else likes to be naked too. I said, it's required to shower. She looks at me again and leaves. Decision made. I immediately start stroking. It did not take a minute. All the nudity I experienced it was really quick.

My wife thought it was funny. We sat in the den talking about the night. Tabitha was beside herself at how it turned out. She was concerned that I would have a different opinion today. I almost decided to stay home and see if tabitha would get naked again. I could honestly spend a day just looking at her porcelain white skin, pussy, tits, ass and face. That strawberry bush on that white skin is ingrained in my brain. Those pale pink nipples on those white tits, amazing. Before I left she asked if she could have my number and contact me. We exchanged. I hug and kiss my wife preparing to go. Tabitha asked loudly, what about me. I hold my arms out. Tabitha jumps into my arms squeezing my neck. She then surprised me by planting a kiss on my lips. She jumps down and said, don't work too hard today. I look at my smiling wife. She said, see you when you get home.

[Menorca]

I would be very interested to know if your wife would tell you under hypnosis whether she might have a secret desire to have real sex with a relative or the boss, even if she won't do it.

Maybe you even have a hidden desire to watch her have sex with others? Or to enjoy sex with other people together with her?

[Countrylivin]

I guess for the most part nothing has changed as far as I know about sex. We continue to be open about thoughts and desires in discussions as far as i know. I tend to wrestle with what I would call my insecurities when it comes to my wife's "hobby".

I have attempted to describe our conversations but I assume in trying to put it in written form it comes off as confusing. It does when I read it later.

I have absolutely no issues with anyone getting the opportunity to see any part of my wife that she is willing to show off. I am secure in that part. Depending on the situation I do get aroused and have pleasured myself to many occurrences. I reuse the gas station stop and rest area on trips.

Touching her gives way to my insecurites. Not a casual "accidental" touch. My boss applying tanning lotion and playing with her tits and nipples, same with playing with her pussy. My insecurities come out any time this happens. In a very subtle way I have said this to my wife. I try to keep that side of me in check.

As for my wife, I think she can rationalize or justify about anything. When she is not overly drunk I have absolute confidence in her sticking to boundaries. When she is overly drunk and is aroused I am not sure. I would like to think that I could one hundred percent trust her alone. I love Xavier like a brother and I said I trust him with my life and I do. My insecurities come out when hearing the details. Did Xavier penatrate her with a finger? Both said no. After seeing the mutual masturbation I have my doubts but keep them to myself. Hearing the details of my boss applying tanning lotion and allowed to spend time playing, I have my doubts. Both gloss over the details of this. I keep my doubts to myself

So I have posted similar responses in the past but was not really honest with my feelings just as I have not expressed my true insecurities to my wife. She has been so happy to be free of hiding her desires and past, I have been as supportive as I can be. I have enjoyed the nudity and casual nature of others as much as any man alive. I never imagined I would get to see my neighbors wife intimately. I have and it's amazing. Tabitha is on a different level and amazing. Xavier's wife and a others are all because of my wife's hobby. Do I honestly think that Xavier and my boss have penatrated her digitally. Yes. Have I pushed for an honest answer, no. Do I believe my wife has fantasies of having sex with someone else. Absolutely. I have the same thoughts when I see someone naked. I even thought about it with my wife's elderly stepmother naked. I would not go past the thought or a touch. Would my wife? If I'm honest with my thoughts I would answer, I do not know positively.

[Countrylivin]

I will follow my last post with one more positive about last week and Thanksgiving. I have really enjoyed my non travel time at home. Going out with my wife, relaxing at home and regular sex has rejuvenated me. It's nice having friends that allowed us options for Thanksgiving but my wife was determined to go spend the long weekend with my dad. They text or talk often and she was concerned that he would be alone after Thanksgiving Thursday since my brother and sister were traveling after to spend the weekend with inlaws.

Tabitha was having no parts of it. She arranged for her husband and her to come over Wednesday and spend the afternoon before we left Wednesday night. I was all for it. Her husband is a nice guy but somewhat hard to talk too. He holds conversations with the wives much better than with me. He is definitely all about whatever Tabitha wants. He absolutely avoided engaging me in talking about the wives activities. Tabitha showed up braless, tits bouncing constantly and a short skirt. Prior to us leaving I was given many upskirt views of that pale white pussy. In the kitchen with me making drinks for other she gave me two excellent tit flashes for Thanksgiving pulling up her shirt. I was very happy they come by.

Before leaving Tabitha was coaching my wife on taking opportunities to show her tits and pussy to truck drivers. She even helped her change into proper riding attire before leaving. My wife walks out in her sheer black top and her big sleeping boxers. My thoughts were she was giving her husband the time to see my wife's tits which he stared at continuously.

On the interstate it was mostly void of people traveling. There was quite a few trucks that we assumed were getting set for black Friday weekend sales. My wife was by this time good and drunk. We are going down the interstate and she pulls my dick out and is stroking it. I advised her that if I was going to cum she would have to take it and swallow. Her response was, then you better control yourself. Her purpose was to pass trucks from drivers to see her stroking my hard dick. We passed a lot but no idea if they could see. I finally warned her that if she continued there would be a mess she would have to clean. She stopped. She had also made her drink in a large yeti so she was maintaining.

Next she wanted to pee off the side of the interstate. Instead of squatting by the door she went to the back tire and squatted holding the bumper as a truck approached. He put his lights on bright and blew his horn as she stood waving. Getting in laughing she asked if I thought he could see her. I had no idea but to fuel her expectations I said that he changed to bright lights and blew his airhorn so I think he did. She loved it. She did it again later but removed her top. When she stood up with boxers at her ankles waving. I know this truck driver got a good look. He basted his horn and started slowing down. She ran back and jumped in laughing. Sitting in just boxers she said, do you think the driver thinks I'm naked in here. Again to fuel desires I said, well you looked naked waving at him.

We are approaching his trailer. She said bluntly, can I show him my pussy. I think I just said sure. She laid across the console, her head against my upper arm. Her left foot on the floor and right foot on the arm rest, legs wide. She's lifting her hips pushing her pussy towards the window. She asked, you think he can see. I responded, move the visor light to shine on you. She love the idea and did. We are right behind his trailer and he keeps slowing for us to pass. She had the visor light reflecting off her now untanned white skin to between her legs. I pull around. She is giggling and playing with her nipples getting them harder. I see a middle aged bald black man looking in the mirror. We get beside him and he's nodding yes smiling. I'm pacing him and he blows her a kiss and an enthusiastic thumbs up. She laughed saying he really likes me. I agreed. She said, watch this. She lifts her hips up and pussy towards the window. His reaction was to lower his window and start licking his tongue at her pussy. A long five or ten seconds and she sits and said let's go. She waved as I sped up. She said he was nodding no, motioning her to come back. She rambled on and on about his reactions.

Later we stopped at a rest area for her to pee again. Her intention was to go in naked and out regardless of who was there. Unfortunately no one was there and missed her naked dance back to my truck. She rode the remaining two hours naked. She fell asleep for the last hour and a half. After seeing such appreciation from the previous drivers I was thinking how sad that they were out working rather than spending Thanksgiving with family. I pass a truck. A young middle eastern looking guy did a double take and smiled. I did not give him much time other than a quick look. This activity is mainly for her enjoyment. I like seeing her reactions more so than the drivers but I keep thinking that they have to be as bored as me.

With another hour and a half of driving I pull over to pee. The truck we just passed gave several horn blast passing. Done, I open the passenger door and adjust my wife's seat flat and get her in a more comfortable laying position. She assisted some but was saying she needed to sober up before arrival. I had her higher in the seat legs open as much as I could comfortably. I closed the door and stepped up on the side step looking in. She is on full display tits, landing strip. From a truck drivers perspective I'm not sure if he can see her slit and lips as well as I could on the side looking in. I start driving and roll the visor down with the lights reflecting from pussy to tits but she was well lit.

I was bored and decided to do my part keeping any other bored trucker awake and attentive. I caught the previous truck pretty quickly. I passed him slowly getting an appreciative smile. I also caught the other. Since he had already had a very intimate longer look I pulled up pacing his window. He was smiling and nodding giving me a thumbs up. He made a sleeping sign with his hands and head. I nodded giving him the drinking sign back. He was mouthing something I only got one of the words, beautiful. After maybe a minute of viewing I waved he returned it and I passed.

On this interstate there are several big truckstops at exits. I had two in front of me with nothing but dark road ahead. I play with her passed out nipple as I drove. It only got partially hard but it entertained me driving. The first truck stop exit was twenty minutes. As I approached there's a good bit of activity with trucks on the overpass and driving around the two large truckstops. Once I pass I see several trucks entering and think of what they possibly missed. On the long flat stretch in front I see several truck and trailers going up the rise. Instead of pacing I would slowly pass.

I made an effort to remember each in my sober boredom but unfortunately about half did not take the opportunity to look. Eating, on the phone or just in a driving zone. Between her sleep and the exit to dad's there was twelve truck drivers that enjoyed the view. I had three that attempted to take pictures. I had her top on my console and covered her on each. I'm sure they took a picture but not of her tits and pussy. Something else in my boredom I confirmed was what my wife has said. Older middle-aged men appreciate the opportunity and just enjoy the view. All three of the guys attempting pictures were younger. So when i saw a younger driver i was prepared. Also, I'm certain they radio ahead about what they saw.

I will relay the unique ones. After several appreciative truck drivers and two attempted picture takers I pull up on a truck. He was not looking in his mirror so I assumed he had no idea what was approaching. When pulling up to his window I see an older white guy with long white hair a hat and long white beard looking ahead. I get beside him and he's looking ahead. I pace him and it's like he has no idea I'm there, just looking strait ahead. I flick my lights quickly from dim to bright and back. He slowly looked. I'm not sure he noticed my wife initially. He looked at me. He smiled and waved. He did a double take after looking at her. He smiled big and gave me an exagerated shaking thumbs up. I made the drinking motion. He laughed and nodded mouthing something I'm sure agreeing. He held up a finger to wait. He's fumbling around doing something. I thought getting his phone to take a picture. His reaction was so genuine I was going to let him. He held up a notepad with big writing on it saying, I need this, thank you. He was smiling looking at her to me nodding giving him the ok sign. I gave him well over a minute to take in the sights. He even motioned asking me to play with her tit. He did this by pointing to his chest then his hand over his tit. I held mine over her tit looking at him he nodded smiling. I gave him a good ten seconds of nipple play till I motioned I was moving on. He held up his finger again. Notepad to window. He wrote, thanks again, I'll remember this 4ever.

I actually really enjoyed that interaction. I wished I would have had a notepad. I did not pace another. I was slowly passing. Enough for a good look but not lingering. Thirty or so minutes from my exit the next unique occurrence. I'm approaching two trucks. When got close one moved to pass the other. I hang back till he's mostly by him and start moving past. I see the driver looking back in his mirror. I assumed he knew what was approaching. Neither of the two truck had sleepers on them. Getting closer I can see a middle aged black man looking back talking on his radio.. I put my wife's top down. I see him smile big talking into the handset when he saw her. I slowly going by his window and the truck passing slows down. I'm stuck by his window with him steady smiling and looking across at my wife talking into the handset. He has a good thirty seconds till I slowed. They slowed. I slowed a lot and got behind him.

I'm sure they were laughing at me. Then the front truck moved over to pass the other. I stayed in place. They passed leaving the lane clear. I move over and start. He's also looking back talking on a handset. So they are absolutely talking to each other. As I get to the cab he's looking back smiling and talking, another middle aged black man. I get to his window and the other truck moved back over blocking me. Stuck beside him talking and looking I shrugged my shoulders and pointed at the truck in front. He points at my wife and thumbs up. I'm beside him a little longer and start to slow. The other truck moves over. As I pass jis window again I get a thumbs up. I get the same from the other truck.

I think there was only one other after that to my exit. Now the final one. This was also a first. I take the exit to the town on the way to dad's. There's nothing on the road to town. Normally I would cover her. It's a small town of maybe twenty thousand. I round a long curve approaching town and see a truck driver pull out of a gas station. I slow because my turn is a mile past the stoplight ahead. He approached the stoplight and stopped on red. I slow down. Beside his trailer i can see an older man sitting. The situations prior got the best of me. I pulled up to this well lit stoplight as the other turned yellow. He looked over and looked closer smiling. It was only a three or four second look. The light turned and I took off.

Those were my unique experiences. At the turn to dad's I woke her up. She was still tipsy but better. She put on the sheer top and boxers. I gave her a full detail of what transpired. She was disappointed I did not wake her. I excused it saying it would not have happened the way it did. We arrived at dad's. The only thing he said about her sheer top was he asked if she stayed in the truck wearing that. She assured him she did not get out.

Next day was Thanksgiving. That morning my wife and dad had their ritual of my wife showering in his bathroom and him keeping her company for her preshower, shower and postshower routines naked. We had uncles, aunts, cousins that we have not seen since mom's funeral attend.

I'll finish after my meeting.

[sammy387100]

Finally yall are back at your dads again!! Can’t wait to read about all the details regarding their casual interactions around the house and hopefully you guys were able to stop by Happy’s!!

[Countrylivin]

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.