[Exhibitionist] Teasing or serious

[Countrylivin]

Next morning I'm up and killed time with no coffee expecting to stay away for some time. My wife was still sleeping, emotionally exhausted I assumed. No sign of dad and thought that maybe he forgot his request. Dad was sitting alone dressed in the front den. I told him I was going to get doughnuts. He asked if my wife was awake. I said no. He asked if I thought it would be OK if he woke her. I assumed him it would be fine and she would love it. He again thanked me for listening and talking last night. We talked a little about it. He said he could not promise to be different around others but will make every effort to do so with us. Essentially he was saying he wanted to have fun and enjoy his time with us rather than be a spectator.

I left. I drove more than a half tank of gas out of his truck. Around two hours later I'm back. I hear talking in our bedroom. Dad was sitting on the bed with his back aginst the headboard. My wife was naked with the covers at her waist. She was hugging him with her head on his shoulder/chest. She had again been emotional. Dad had an arm over her rubbing her side talking. Dad said, we will be done shortly. It's midmorning, too early to drink too late for coffee. The temperature was getting cooler. I sat outside smoking listening to music on my phone. I do like the quiet privacy at the house. Later Dad comes out. He asked if I wanted to know his conversation. I told him not really. His response was, that's what I was talking about last night and to her. I asked what. How much he respected us and our relationship. How we trust each other enough to not have to know everything. He said that he and mom had that in their marriage also. He gave the opposite examples of my siblings jealous and controlling spouses.

We were back inside talking when my wife walked out in the den wearing a towel. She looked great hair done, no makeup only a towel. She asked Dad if he expected any company. No. She removed the towel and said, then it's a naked day today if anyone wants to join her. Dad actually laughed ad we declined. Her response was, your loss then. Dad was a different person. He was quick to laugh or smile. He would joke. Even when my wife returned from being outside once I said, be careful with those you may put an eye out. I was referring to her cold hard nipples. Dad added, maybe more than just eye damage. We laughed. She walked behind dad's recliner. He had it back some. She leaned over behind him pressing her bare tits into his forehead. Being a solid D, she was close to his eyes also. Dad hollered laughing. She stood up telling him to be careful or next time she will put an eye out. Laughing, dad told her to go get in front of the first that she's ice cold. We laughed as she did as instructed.

Later she in laying on the floor half watching the game half scrolling on her phone. She turned to Dad sitting up and said, we should make this for later. She described the alcohol concoction. Dad said he's never had vodka before. He added, I'm willing to try. I was watching the game and did not want to go back in town. Dad volunteered. My wife said she would go too. Laughing dad said, not like that you will get us both arrested. She ran in the bedroom. She returned in her black tight leggings and her sheer black top. Dad again said, no. She came back in a tight short sleeve t-shirt. Obviously braless. So tight we could see the areola imprint with the hard nipples. Dad requested she put on a bra. She pulled him from his chair and led him out after getting my wallet. They returned later with all the items to make whatever she found on the internet.

She again stripped and asked who was joining her. We declined. I enjoyed listening to them laughing and arguing in the kitchen preparing this concoction. Dad seemed to be really having fun. A funny part was I hear my wife squeal followed by both laughing. Then my wife saying no you did it you clean it up. Dad was no loner talking loud enough for me to hear. This went on a minute or so with her saying you do it. I hear her say, see that didnt kil you. Later I got the scoop. Dad was cutting up oranges while my wife was cutting limes. Dad's orange squirted orange juice across her shoulder and tit. She said she had dad use a wet paper towel to clean her. She told me laughing he did fine on my should and upper chest but I just stood there with my tits out till he did my boob and nipple.

They put this red concoction in the freezer and returned. My wife said it will be around two when it's ready. Late she's excited to get it out and try it. I am not very receptive to new drink experiences. I prefer a bourbon or whiskey over ice or with a little mix. I get a cup and try it. Honestly as red as it was I was thinking extra sweet like a New Orleans hurricane. It was not as sweet as I expected but not to my liking. Both my wife and dad raved over their experiment. I made myself a drink and returned to the game in the den. I hear them having fun in the kitchen drinking and talking. I paid no attention to them.

They went outside, then back, outside for some time then back. This went on till the game was over. I had time now to visit. In the past most of my visiting with dad was over sports or current news. When they walked back in laughing I said, games over what are we doing. My wife responded, we are getting a refill. Dad asked who won. I told him and was attempting to explain the game when my wife returned with refills and they both went back outside talking and laughing about one more trip. I was standing there feeling like a third wheel. I guess our traditional Thanksgiving of hunting and or football was not a thing for dad and me this time. I started to follow them but made a drink and started watching recaps of games.

When they returned for yet another refill my wife was in front of the fireplace while dad refilled. I asked what they were doing. She said, finishing wood duck houses and putting them out. Dad walked in talking drunk and excited. He said we finished three and put them out. We are down to the last one. He then invited me to come see. In his shop they were almost done with the last one. I got to see my wife and dad finish. It was a little odd her doing wood work naked. I was amazed she. Did most of the assembly. I did gat to see why she was enjoying so much. Dad would hold pieces together she was using the nail gun. She would make sure her nipples and tits rubbed his bare arm when doing so. When done they asked if I wanted to go put it up. I declined. They loaded it on an ATV. My wife got on and dad behind her. Holding on he had his hands under her tits. A slight bounce and the back of his hands would have tits on them. My wife took off.

I'm in the den waiting on my game when they returned both in front of the fire talking about their accomplishments. I was uninterested until I heard my wife say during their back and forth, well you should be desensitized after all that. Dad said, that's not my fault, you were driving like a bat out of hell. Both laughing and arguing. Both were hammered and did not make it through the next game. I put both in their respective beds. I finished the night alone.

Saturday morning I'm up. I check on dad who normally is an early riser. He's snoring away. Most of Saturday morning was cigarettes and coffee for me. Almost noon may wife enters with a massive hangover. She excuses herself to shower and heads up to dad's big shower. Much later they come to the den. Both are nursing a hangover. My wife was so hungover she was wearing boxers and a t-shirt. The first conversation they had was comparing hangovers. There was still a good amount of whatever concoction they made remaining. I volunteered to go get them both a full glass but was met with surly responses from both.

After lunch both started feeling better. I start getting some feedback on what transpired. At the liquor store and grocery dad was saying how every male in town was ogling my wife's breast. My wife faked embarrassment saying not every male. Dad said he begged to differ. They discussed. Bottom line was she enjoyed the attention and dad was nervous. When dad asked her if she wanted to see his wood duck house designs they went to his shop and she wanted to help build one and put it out so they did. Nothing was said about tits and nipples on the arms. The ATV rides were a different story. My wife I'm sure intentionally drove reckless. Because when talking about this she said, you kept grabbing my boobs. Dad responded, you were driving too fast and kept turning, I was falling off. They were laughing discussing. This eventually turned into a nature conservative discussion. I got to add to this one.

My wife told me later that she did purposefully do all. She said the first time she attempted to use the nail gun she missed. Dad had to remove the misses and show her proper use again. She excused it by not getting over the joint. From then on she made sure her nipples were making contact most of the time. On the ATV rides she said dad initially tried holding on to her sides but she made sure he had to wrap around. Going over ditches and fields to get to the correct spits dad was bouncing everywhere. She said, after the first trip he had a hand fully on her tit several times. She said both were laughing with dad trying to get her to drive better. She said the next three trips dad did little complaining but his hands were anywhere from her landing stip to a tit. She laughed saying he did not linger or play with a tit or nipple. She said I was going the ATV all I could and he was holding on. She said when they returned she though after each dad would say that's enough but we did all four.

In our talking she wanted to relay their conversation. I told her that I'm just really enjoying seeing dad laugh smile and having fun with us or her. I told her I did not ant him to tell me nor her. If he continued being this happy that was enough for me. Once again she got emotional.

Saturday evening my wife was still in a tshirt and boxers. She had made her normal drink and had a few, i was drinking and watching the game. Dad was watching the game quietly nursing his second red concoction. My wife's hangover was gone with having a few. She asked Dad what he wanted to do. He had nothing. She kept announcing she was bored and we were boring. No real response from us. Football was on and we were watching. Not paying attention to her drinks she seemed a little drunk, she went for a refill and came back naked. I said, now you back to feeling like you, hangover gone. She jumped on me laying across the sofa drinking and on her phone. At one point she said, ok don't be like dad you can move your arm. I had it over the back of the sofa. I placed my hand on her stomach.

Later when I went for a refill during commercials she was now across dad's lap still on her phone when i returned. She had his one arm behind her on the armrest and one leg over his arm on the other. Her other leg was hanging over his off the big recliner. Honestly, dad was watching the game paying no attention to the naked girl on his lap as far as I could tell. When dad would want a sip of his drink he would wrestle his arm from under her leg take a sip, put it in the cup holder in the armrest and have her lift her leg for his arm to go back on the armrest. After several of these she did him like she did me. She told him to act normal or she was getting up and going in the bedroom. He put the drink in the armrest and put his hand on her stomach.

Again, my wife likes physical contact from those she loves. Me, Xavier and dad. If it's a hug, a hand on her leg, on her back, shoulder or her just laying her head on you, this is a requirement. Dad was always cautious of placement. But he knows this bout her and I assume in their discussions she voiced it and was now making him aware. After several ups and downs from her refills or their restroom breaks dad was encouraging her return to his lap. We are watching a late game. She has her head on dad's upper arm eyes closed. I mentioned to dad, I hope you don't have to wake her up to piss. Dad laughed and said, I good on that front. Skipping. Dad had his hand well below her tits all the time. He would randomly start rubbing her stomach in little circles. Mostly at her bellybutton or higher.

After the last up and down and her asleep his hand was on her bellybutton. Don't get me wrong. During the game dad and I are talking about plays, calls or teams. We are talking and I notice him moving in little circles. His pinky and the next finger are making contact with the top of her landing strip. I'm wondering, is this accidental, is this because she sat differently the last time. Still talking his hand would stop with his pinky on her pubic strip or two fingers or just above. I'm struggling to maintain focus on the conversation. I watch when he would take a sip of his drink his hand would not go up bur the same place. I'm focused on this for almost a solid quarter of the game.

During a commercial I get up to go refill. Dad and I are talking still. Even when I'm in the kitchen. Done he's talking and I'm walking. I see a full four fingers on her pubic strip as I approached. When I passed and sat down he was actually hand above her bellybutton. Till the end of the game h never got close. After the game I got her up and to bed. Dad and I talked about the game as we cleaned up the den and kitchen. He also asked for a hug and said I love you during. I was shocked he was staying true to our conversation.

I get back in the bedroom and my wife is laying their eyes open and smiling. She whispered. Weres dad. I said, gone to bed. She was very coherent and eyes not the least bit red. I'm brushing my teeth. I ask, are you drunk. She smiled got out of bed closing the door and back in. , not at all. I called her a faker. She was still smiling looking at me. I got in bed and she whispered, he did it. I asked what. She said, dad did it. I nodded and said, I know I saw him rubbing your stomach and feeling your pubic strip. She said, no, not that, when you went in the kitchen. I again said, I know I saw him rubbing it with his fingers. She hit my arm saying no not that. She got up and walked out the door. She returned closing the door. She said, he's in his room. I responded I know.

She then described what happened. She said, when you got up and was talking going into the kitchen, dad started touching my nipples. I must have had a look on my face. She said, it's no big deal he had his hand all over them on the ATV. She continued, this was him doing this. He was taking to you and when you would talk he was rubbing and pinching my nipple. She said he started fully rubbing my pubic hair and when you responded and put his fingers between my legs. I responder you are shitting me. Smiling she said, no im not. She continued, he just felt my upper slit and lips. You were walking back talking and he moved. I was not shocked but I had no words for a moment. She kept whispering, he did it. I finally responded, well you can not blame him by the way you were sitting. She said still excited whispering, I'm not blaming, I'm just surprised he did it. We talked about it more but that was it.

Sunday morning dad and my wife had their normal shower routine. I returned with chicken biscuits for breakfast. They were both dressed talking in the kitchen. We had breakfast visiting for an hour or so. Dad could tell that I was winding up our visit. He stood up hugging my wife telling her he loved her and thank you for coming. He add, I wish you guys would stay longer. I'm looking at my wife's face over dad's shoulder. She got that look. She released her hug and pulled off her shirt, braless of course. She pulled off her leggings and shoes. She said, I would love to stay naked some more today. Dad grabbed my now naked wife hugging her and said thank you. Looking at her eyes she was tearing up.

We stayed watching NFL and talking till almost dark. Dad was the one to say, you two better get going or it will be midnight before you get home. That's when I let both know I had to be at the airport at five a.m. my wife redressed and we loaded up. She made sure to tell dad that she is always available for text or calls. She added that she's alone most weekdays and some weekend, so if he's lonely and did not mind a naked girls with him she was willing to come visit. Dad hugged her again and I swear his eyes looked watery. When she started to the truck dad hugged me hard. He said, I wish I could express how much I needed you two here this week. He added, I will do my best to do as I discussed with both of you. He repeated how proud he and mom are of me and to come back when I could. We left.

There was no truck flashing or pussy showing on the way home. My wife talked, cried, talked and cried for ninty percent of the trip. I sort of got their discussion within her talking but who knows. She really made me feel like royalty bragging on me bringing up the history she heard dad say and since we have been together. She seemed a little disappointed that I've never mentioned how I was raised versus my siblings but I told her I would not change a second of my past.

This was an extremely condensed post of all that transpired. It may or may not read coherently. I'm still working on my insecurities and have said nothing about my thoughts. If I could go back I would change nothing. I hate we are so far away from dad and he is lonely. I do not want to relocate to be closer. My wife has mentioned this.

[sammy387100]

What an absolutely perfect update with y’all visiting your dad. Amazing how much y’all mean to him and how happy is to talk and have y’all around!! Especially love him being more and more comfortable with your wife’s playful antics and teases that fully expose her while providing plenty of opportunities for him to see her up close and casually and playfully touch her like while they were on the ATV or the couch or their hugs! Maybe he’ll start joking and grabbing her butt while they hug. Or spanking her butt to mess with her more around the house while she’s naked. Love their relationship which will always be playful and your wife’s friendliness to your dad. Hopefully your wife and dad can talk over video call and text with playful fun naked pictures often!! Also really hoping your wife can visit him again soon!!! Ideally for a little while and maybe by herself to see how comfortable your dad would be with just them and you know nothing will happen more than their playful teasing or touching!! Can’t wait for your next update!!

[Countrylivin]

I started thinking a lot about my wife and our relationship after. Mostly because of my long conversation with dad that she secretly listened as he brought up the guilt he feels over how he raised or treated me versus my siblings. I've never said anything to her about the different ways I was treated by dad. Don't get me wrong, it was obvious from the moment I was old enough to recognize the different expectations and treatments. Mom more than made up for this in the way she responded. I think dad not having mom around felt compelled to voice all and ask for forgiveness.

My response was that there was nothing to forgive. I would not be who I am without dad and mom raising me as they did. Dad understood my thoughts. My wife in hearing this was not as understanding. She was determined to get me to fully explain all the scenarios dad gave, which was many, and my perception. She thinks I am a Saint for not harboring any resentment. In questioning me it seems she addressed all with dad and got some resolution with him.

My response to her was and is. If not for the way I was raised differently from my siblings, I would be just like them. I was very independent and formed a confidence in myself because of this at a young age. As I got older and made mistakes I learned from those. As I told her examples I used academics and sports to reflect the differences in how I excelled and accepted nothing but the best from myself in both.

All this said, she has this saint impression of me and I explained to her my struggles at times. I also added that I believe without having the sense of confidence and independence I would not be so accepting of her desires with her hobby. When discussing this she thought is was me not trusting her. I had to explain that I assumed every red blooded male deals with some form of insecurities when it comes to relationships. I explained my thoughts about me for the first time. Not my confidence in me or our relationship nor the trust we have in each other, just my insecurities with how far she's willing to push her fun.

I was glad we spent all day that Sunday talking. Her first response when I voiced my insecurities was to say that she will stop her activities. I had to explain that I did not want her to ever attempt to change me so I did not want her to change. I did my best to let her know it was not her nor her activities. It was my inner thoughts of what ifs. We discussed throughly.

I am glad I did. I've read many post on this site to get the male perspective of supporting a females desires. From just exposing their body, to nudist activities and that mindset, to full on everything goes. I used a lot of what I gleaned from reading in our discussions. The best parts of the discussion was when either of us needed to have some time to consider what was said we would stop. Later we would come back with a fresh mind and resume.

I explained that sex was a boundry I was not willing to cross with either of us. My thoughts on my insecurities to her by the end of our discussion was as follows. It was something new when I discovered her desire to be seen naked was intentional and not embarrassing to her. I was absolutely fine with it. It really spiced up our bedroom activities. This progressed to full on exposures on purpose. I was still absolutely fine with others seeing every intimate part of her. This progress to her masturbating in a window and in a campground shower to orgasm with being watched. I believed this was the beginning of my insecurities not knowing where this was going. Then getting cum on her once. Insecurities were boiling over in me. Then touching and allowing to be touched.

When she and Xavier mutually masturbated to completion together and she had his cum all over her pussy and she orgasmed rubbing it in I was lost in my insecurities. This progression was what I explained. I made sure to tell her it was not her fault and I've never voiced this. Her response was to just stop. I laughed at her telling her that I absolutely loved her nudist mentality. Her ability to just be naked and lead a normal day of activities without acknowledging her nudity is admirable. I said, every time i try it I'm erect most of the time and always aware of my nudity. I used my dads as an example along with when she is with her dad and wife. I added, I love that I get to see tits and pussy of females I would never get the opportunity to witness without her. Her underlying exhibitionist tendency adds an unknown to ever occasion.

The resolution to our full discussion was to set a hard boundry. In the end it was simple. No sex. Oral or physical. We discussed in detail. As I assumed, when discussing all, Xavier and my boss both have had the tip of a finger penatrate her. She said only the tip. She was going to add no penetrating her to the boundry. I voiced that if it's to the first knuckle or a full finger hasn't that boundry passed. It had. After the long drive and into Sunday night with additional talking by phone as I traveled last week. All was resolved. I think knowing expectations and where things are going may resolve my insecurities.

As for the weekend with dad, I am so pleased with his willingness to have fun with us. He participates with us, he laughs quickly and responds. I hate he's lonely but I told my wife we will try to get down more often. As of today, he called her three times last week and texted with her every day. He called me twice during my travels. Both times I had to return his call and he felt like he was intruding on my work. My wife knows dad loves her nudity at his house. She said that she also loves the ability to be naked somewhere other than our house. The difference is at dadsshe never has to be concerned about a neighbor. Tabitha was back. They went out last Wednesday. I'm at the hotel bar with my boss. I get a text from my wife. She asked what I was doing. I text sitting at the hotel bar with my boss talking business.

I had talked to her earlier and she was going to tabithas. I asked what they were doing. She text, we just got back from being out and hanging out at tabithas. I did not respond. I get a text later from Tabitha asking if I was awake. I text that I'm in the hotel bar talking about a trip to my boss's in the keys the first week in January. I start getting text from both. My wife text my boss. He showed me laughing. My wife text, first week in January sounds perfect. Make him go. Tabitha is texting me she wants to go. My wife is texting please let's go followed by please please let's go. She kept adding please. I showed my boss. We were pretty drunk by this time. I have told him about Tabitha and gave him a full mental picture prior. He's saying, the more there the merrier and changed it to invite for new years. His wife is on the phone loving the idea of a new years party at their place. He hands me the phone to talk to her. There's a lot of pressure on me talking to his wife. I agreed.

I'm texting and talking to my boss. He's texting and talking to me. Tabitha text, get me an invite and I'll wear this top I have on now. They had been describing to me what they had done and were doing along with just wearing a sheer sleeping top with her husband being their waiter. I text, well how do I know if its worth it. She text back, one minute. Later I get a picture of both posing in front of their fireplace. Tabitha wearing only a spaghetti strap sheer white top. My wife the same in yellow. I zoom. Wow. Both pussies and tits zoomed well. Obviously her husband took the picture. Both wearing happy new years hats holding up drinks. Tabitha text see we are ready.

I tell my boss I just got a picture of the girls posing in New years hats requesting invites. He said, they are both welcome. He requested to see the picture. I told him Tabitha is with my wife so I can not but I'll ask. I text both, my boss would like to see the picture. Immediately get text back from both. Show him. My boss got to see exactly what I had been raving about. The pale pink nipples, her white white tits and that milky white pussy with a hint of inner lips peeking from her slit zoomed. We both admired and critiqued. It appears that Tabitha will be attending new years with my wife and I at my boss's. Her husband is still undecided.

Being bored in a hotel room I've started a written journal. I've gone back and transcribed post in order. I think I can have done this week before I get home. I'm going to have her read it when done then keep it updated so she can refer back. I hope she may want to add her perspective after reading and update.

[sammy387100]

Is your wife or you and your wife going back to see you dad again before the end of the year? Are they still texting and calling a lot?

[Menorca]

Yes, I readily admit that I envy the father, the boss and everyone else in this story.

Likewise, I admit that I masturbate a lot while translating and reading this story.

How I would love to be there live and watch you all in your hot games, for example how your wife masturbates with your boss and spreads his semen on her pussy or when she makes your father horny...

Please ask her if she allow to show some pics from her hot activities please...

[fitne]

"She was wearing a pair of short loose pink running shorts no underwear. The best way to describe the shorts would be when she sits gaps form at both legs giving a peek at her light brown landing strip and partial pussy view."

I prefer women wearing the short loose shorts.

I used to play tennis with this young woman, let's call her Chantal. Anyway, I called her one night and another woman answered. It was her older sister Sue.

Me: Is Chantal home?
Sue: She is out for the evening.

Me: Oh darn, I booked the tennis court already. Could you come in her place?
Sue: Sure, will be happy to.

Sue showed up wearing a pair of short loose shorts.
At one point she sat down on the court to tie her shoelaces. The gaps on her loose shorts opened up. You know the rest of the story.

[Countrylivin]

Dad and my wife talk about every other day. When she tells me of a conversation it's just talking. Having so much time off and at home has taken me some time to get accustomed. Seeing my naked wife doing her daily activities from cleaning to yoga naked, it still a treat. She laughs at me and my inability to separate nudity and sexual thoughts. I truly admire anyone that has the mental strength to do this. I can honestly see most any intimate body part of a female and my first thought is sexual. By my last thought it is still sexual.

It's nice being home for Tabithas visits. A highlight was an overnight. I actually went out as a designated driver. By the time we got home both girls were soaked in alcohol. I'm sober as can be later sitting outside having a cigarette and a drink. Tabitha walks out naked complaining that my wife had passed out in her bed. She's drunk as I've ever seen her. She is slurring and laughing at herself. She's sitting across from me and we are facing each other. At a point she asked me my favorite part of a woman. Essentially am I an ass man, tit man or pussy man. I tell her I am a tit man first and followed closely by pussy. We discussed why I'm not so much interested in ass. She asked if her tits and pussy were my favorite parts of her body. I said they were. She asked why. I gave her my honest reasoning why.

When done she scoots her butt to the end of the chair and leans back opening her legs wide. She's on full display. She asked me to describe her pussy to her as I see it. I give her a detailed description. This included her swollen aroused pussy and her clit along with how wet she was. I asked her if my describing her was making her aroused. She responded with, some but when I'm naked I am always in some state of arousal. Granted she did not say exactly what I wrote. Before I could respond she takes both hands stretching her pussy wide. She asked, what you see now. I'm looking into a very wet, glistening opening. I said, you show any more and I'll be looking at your cervix. She stopped and sat up laughing hysterically. That was the highlight until I was going to bed.

As for our trip to dad's for Christmas, it was relatively uneventful. We arrived Monday night and left Thursday morning. With Christmas, a lot of relatives were in town visiting and would come out to visit dad. Not knowing who may show up my wife did not get to practice her nudist activities till late. By Christmas day she was frustrated at the visiting. Skipping to the only highlight other than the normal activities.

We are sitting in the den. My wife, dad, me and my uncle. This is dad's older brother. He had visited his sons family and was visiting dad till he was heading back to his house about an hour away. He's telling my wife about a lot of experiences he had with me. A lot She's heard before. Everyone laughing and having a good time at my expense. My wife asked me if I wanted to go ride ATVs over the place and hit some mud holes. Of course I did. While getting the atvs ready she told me her plan of getting muddy and walking naked into the house. Pretty much asking me what I thought. I said, totally up to you. She then informed me I would have to follow her in naked. I had no problems with that. We did as she said. We even got off the atvs and had a good mud fight. Needless to say, the forty minutes we were gone we were filthy.

We got back and somewhat hosed each other off leaving some mud in hair and on our bodies. She had me finish cleaning the atvs while she headed to the house. The last I saw her was dropping her clothes by the side door to the sunroom and walking in naked. I finished and did the same maybe ten minutes later. I walk through the sunroom and into the den completely naked. My uncle smiles at me and asked if we found a bottomless mud hole on the place. I looked at myself and said it appears we did. Dad was also smiling and said that I looked like I lost the mud war. I talked maybe twenty or thirty seconds and said I needed to get a shower.

My wife waited on me and we showered together as she told me what transpired. After relaying her story we had some good shower sex. She said she poked her head into the den from the sunroom asking if they minded her passing through. Both said she was ok. She added, I had to leave my muddy clothes at the door. Dad offered to get her a towel. She said it's OK if they didn't mind she could just pass through. She said that dad looked at his brother who said, I don't mind at all. Dad told her to go ahead. In she walked. She said that my uncle looked shocked and said, oh you weren't kidding were you. She stopped and did a turn saying, look at all the mud. She said she stood there a few minutes talking to both before excusing herself saying she better get in the shower before she has to clean dad's floor. She heard my uncle say that he just got his favorite Christmas gift followed by both laughing. Standing behind the door listening she heard my uncle asking dad if she's done that before. Dad told him quiet a few times. My uncle called him the luckiest man alive.

We came back and spent close to an hour talking to them. My uncle told my wife she made his day. That was all he said. My wife apologized but said, it's easier to just strip leaving the muddy clothes outside. Nothing else mentioned.

We are leaving to the keys Sunday. Tabitha and her husband are going with us to my boss's for new years.

[nectcouple]

I have been following your thread since the very beginning and find it fascinating. Something you said recently caught my eye and reminded me of something I should confess to you, lol!

In a recent post, you said, "Being bored in a hotel room I've started a written journal. I've gone back and transcribed post in order."

That reminded me that I have found your wife's transformation so interesting and being afraid that this thread would disappear for some reason, that I have copy and pasted every one of your posts into a Microsoft Word document for safekeeping and my reading enjoyment when I have no internet connection. I am up to 384 pages, lol!

I'll admit that I have started going back and editing it for mispellings and clarity, but is still an awesome story so far!

[veryaware2003]

I've followed this thread from the beginning and have fantasized about my wife being as bold. I'm sure my wife will never be as bold or as adventurous as your wife, but reading the updates let's me live vicariously through your posts! Thank you!

Gene

[Countrylivin]

We made it back. This was a strange trip from my perspective. We initially planned to arrive Sunday evening. My wife and Tabitha found a flight that arrived Sunday morning. We met at the airport for an extremely early flight. Both girls wore shorter sundresses for traveling. No underwear and got plenty of attention from the early morning business men.

Tabithas husband did not appear to be very excited about the trip. I assumed he felt like an outsider among us plus going to stay with two strangers. Our conversations were just short, him responding with three or four words. The girls were excited. I was treated to several pussy views from both when waiting at the terminal. They sat across from me teasing.

We were in in our rental car and on the road before 10 a.m. my boss was not expecting us till that evening. After getting lost several times by my wife's directions we arrived at my boss's home. My wife's descriptions did not do it justice. We walked in with no answer. We found my boss and his wife outside by the pool. Both had been swimming but were sitting scrolling on phones. My boss's wife was topless. My boss was wearing a tiny mankini. She crossed her arms over her tits when she saw us enter. My boss stood up and greeted us, hugging my wife. His wife then stood up and approached not covering and hugged my wife and me greeting all. They were happily surprised at our early appearance.

Tabitha connected immediately with both. Her husband remained quiet. After the greeting and sit down catch up. Tabitha excused my wife and her to get in more appropriate attire. Sitting talking. My boss's wife asked Tabithas husband if he minded her being topless. He responded as usual, not at all. She said that she thought maybe her lack of top was his reason for being so quiet. I could see his awkward demener with Tabitha not there to explain. He responded that he was just getting acclimated to the environment after the flight. To lighten the mood I complimented her bikini bottoms. She took the bait and poked out her tits saying and my top. I responded absolutely beautiful and she should wear that top everywhere. We all laughed including Tabithas husband. The girls returned carrying newly mixed drinks topless. We were instructed to go change into swimsuits. My wife attempted to get my boss to remain in his tiny mankini. He was struggling to keep his forming erection within the suit.

Skipping to the afternoon. The ladies were getting a little drunk. My boss and I had one drink, Tabithas husband had none. Tabitha took it upon herself to strip. She said, I did not come here to wear a bikini. She stripped and walked into the pool. She was followed by my wife then my boss's wife. My boss was enamored with Tabithas pale nipples and pussy as me. He also loved her light red pubic strip. Not too much longer led by Tabitha we were encouraged to join. My boss stood and dropped his shorts. He was sporting a good semi. By the time he entered the pool he was fully erect. I followed but was not hard at all. Tabitha had to pretty much demand her husband follow. He was very reluctant.

Once done I see why. Tabithas husband is not endowed with much. He was fully erect. The appearance looked to be like a half of one of my boss's cigars. Maybe four inches at best with a cigars girth. Everyone pretended to not notice but he was the last one. Nothing was said and we enjoyed a full afternoon and night of fun.

Monday morning I'm up having coffee. My boss comes out. We sit visiting. He brought up Tabithas husband and his lack of dick. We agreed to not mention our opinions to anyone. We ended up in his office three hours planning work for January and February. When we emerged around eleven that morning everyone was drinking and chastised us for not participating. We agreed no more work. I decided I was going to have my drink on then. The girls are all topless around the pool. Tabithas husband is also having drinks. After lunch the girls wanted to go shopping. My boss took them leaving Tabithas husband and me. I was just getting my drunk on but remaind behind since he did not want to go.

After some additional drinks and awkward conversation the alcohol took effect on my since of minding my own business. We were just sitting quietly watching the waves and an occasional boat pass. I asked him what was his idea of a good time. He smiled and said, normally it's anything on his computers. My lack of restraint was present. I followed with other than any computer related activity. He finished his drink and walked away without answering. I thought great, I'm going to get a good ass chewing from both girls. He returned with a full refill and another for me. He sat down and asked if he could talk to me on a personal level. Normally I would avoid this. Alcohol in me I said sure.

He started talking. I've heard him in total say maybe a hundred or more words combined prior. I'm listening to him tell me all about his mom raising him and all the insecurities he has delt with. He admitted that he is an introvert and shy to a fault. He rambled on and on with me just sipping my drink and nodding mostly. He eventually got to marrying his wife and how she is a polar opposite of him. She continues to try and get him to interact and have more fun. He said he struggles thinking others will not accept him. He then got onto their sex life. He had done a good deal of research about his lack of dick. This was also a big insecurity of his. He brought up Tabithas previous boyfriend before him and felt like he was less than good at sex with the lack of equipment. My alcohol spoke, I asked what Tabitha says in regards to his sexual performance. He said that she tells him all the time he has plenty for her needs. He still questions her honesty.

After what I know was close to an hour of listening and sporadically interjecting my thoughts along with a few refills he ended. It was a lot to take in. We sat quietly for some time. He asked what I thought about what he relayed. I struggled with answering honestly or answer as supportive as possible. The alcohol answered for me. I started with, if I offend you with my response I apologize now because I've had so much to drink it may come out wrong. He laughed and said, good, I have not talked to anyone in my lifetime for this long. I've always wanted to say it to someone. I started with, a dicks a dick. If your wife's not complaining then keep giving it to her. I added all sorts of opinions that I do not quite recall everything. I advised him as I live my life. Enjoy the moments as best you can while you can. If you have a perfect partner like mine you can enjoy enjoy each other's desires together and to hell with anyone that has a problem with it. I probably talked fifteen minutes all full of my drunk opinions. I told him I do a lot of following my wife's lead in activities now that she found her fun being naked.

When I was done he relayed how much Tabitha loves my wife and me. He said that she has been really lonely for years not having a close girlfriend to spend time with. He was very appreciative of my wife's acceptance of his. I left that alone. I was scared if I responded I might say too much. He added how much he has enjoyed my wife around his house. Again alcohol forced me to ask. So, have you jerked off after them being naked around your house. He smiled big and said, every time. He added, one Saturday she was over and he jerked off three times that day and had sex that night. He said he could have jerked off a few more times as he laughed. I found out how much Tabitha loves role playing for sex. I got so many stories. At the end of our three plus hours alone we were both drunk and having a blast. He kept saying how much fun it is to talk man stuff.

Everyone returned. They made fun of our drunken state. I decided I had reached my apex. If I continued I would be passed out before dark. My wife was first to come back out. She was naked and walked into the pool inviting me. I stripped and jumped in. She hugged me wrapping her legs around my waist. My dick got hard as she talked. I reached under and slid the head up and down her slit as she talked about shopping. I then slid it into her. She released letting my dick go about half way in. She said something about not having sex in the pool. We continued as each person returned. Here I am with a good three inches plus of dick inside her and everyone outside talking around the pool. My wife was amazed at tabithas husband talking and laughing with the others. I kept trying to get fully inside her but she was not having it. Eventually she released and swam away laughing. I'm fully erect needing a refill. I walk out dick standing hard and bobbing as I walked. Tabitha swatted my naked butt as I passed and asked what we were doing in the pool. I stopped and turned to face her sitting. My hard dick a foot away from her face I say, I would still be in the pool If she would have let me do more. Tabitha took a finger and moved my hard dick to the side and said, maybe you were not asking correctly. I walked to the bar as everyone laughed at her.

It did not register in my head that Tabitha had her finger on my dick till we were in the pool and my wife asked me how I liked Tabitha touching me. Later sobering somewhat I recalled looking at her finger holding my erect dick to the side as she talked. I enjoyed thinking about it. After eating I was more sober. Tabithas husband was out. I helped him to his bed. We sat by the pool talking. By ten o'clock one by one others were going to bed. We had decided earlier to bring in the new year the next day on the boat so the standard excuse was, I'm going to bed to get ready for tomorrow. It's my wife, Tabitha and me by the pool. My drunk wife used the excuse and went to bed. How Tabitha was still going is beyond me. She was still full of energy. She pulled off her bottoms and got in the pool.

I just lit a cigarette, Tabitha requested I get in the pool. I strip and walk in smoking. She swims up to me and takes my cigarette and starts smoking it. She said, I'm a closet smoker so let's keep this between us. She finished. We are talking about going on the boat the next day. She stopped and asked if she could hug me. I agreed. I'm on my feet in a sitting position with just my shoulders out of the water. I have a drink in one hand above water. She opened her legs and straddled my lap and sat on my thighs. She hugged me hard saying thank you so much. I was thinking she was thanking me for the invite. She pulled back and laid a long kiss on me. She released and said that she was so happy that her husband talked to me and that I talked to him. She said he was so excited to tell her all about our conversation. I was half listening. She's sitting on my soft dick with her arms around my neck, her face inches from mine. Her nipples inches from my chest. I had no control over my dick. I went from fully soft to a full erection in seconds. She's sitting on the base of my dick with it protruding out between her cheeks. Extremely uncomfortable.

She either ignored the rise of my dick or did not know from her drunk state. She's leaning back telling me how much it meant to her. I interrupt. I lift her up some by her hips saying, you have my dick bent straight out. Her reaction said she was clueless. In one move she stood up a little. Reached between her legs and grabbed my hard shaft pulling it across her pussy and sat back down on my lap putting her hands behind my neck. She asked, that better. I said, much better. She then scooted forward my dick pressed between me and her pussy. She said, put your arms around me and we can sit like this. I did as instructed. She was correct. It was like we were both sitting comfortably. Tabitha told me all about the conversation between her and her husband. I was only half listening. She kept leaning back and adjusting her position as she talked using my hands on her back to press into me. There were times that my shaft was pressed into her slit. I'm pretty sure she was moving on purpose.

I got to hear how excited she was that her husband was excited about having a male friend. We were in this position for some time till she was done. When she had finished she said, I like sitting in the pool like this. After saying this she purposefully lifted up and down with my dick between her lips, her leaning back into my hands. I said, don't you think this is a little too close. She smiled and asked if she made me nervous. I said, you have my shaft pressed into your pussy, that's close not nervous. She laughed and said, you want me to get off your lap. I said, maybe scoot back some. She wiggled her pussy onto my shaft and said, fine. She swam back off me. I was honestly disappointed. I'm sure in the time she was there a good amount of precum leaked into the pool.

She swam around teasing me that I was too nervous around her. I said, I wouldn't want to have to explain that I was not having sex in that position if someone came out. She laughed and said, as excited as my husband is about you he wouldn't care. Your wife knows I would not do that and if your boss came out I would make him think you were inside me. We both laughed at that. We spent another hour or more both smoking and talking. She would randomly jump on me trying to dunk me and in return I would dunk her. In this process I had quite a few times of full on hand on tit or hand brushing her tits. When the first occurrence happened I quickly remove my hand and apologized. She took my hand in hers and pressed it roughly on her tit saying, now you've touched them, stop saying you are sorry and have fun. I did as instructed.

When we exited to go to bed we were toweling off. When dry, Tabitha said, can I hug and kiss you again. I asked why this time. She said, to tell you I love you. I agreed. I lifted her up as she hugged me and she gave me a kiss. She followed that with, I've dreamed about having friends like you guys. It's better than any dream I've ever had that my husband would be this happy too.