[Exhibitionist] Teasing or serious

[Countrylivin]

Rather innocent update.

My wife and I were preparing to go out this past Friday evening. Toothbrush in my mouth, my wife walks out of her closet wearing a sheer see-through bra and panties set. The material is very thin and white. Jokingly, I raise my phone her direction. She struck a pose with her hands behind her head lifting her hair. I quickly took two pictures. She asked if I thought that the bra and panty set were too much for the evening. I responded with absolutely not, all I'll think about is what's under your clothes. She walks back into the closet.

I go to the den and wait. While waiting I pull up the pictures. She may as well be naked. Her full frontal is on display. With the way she posed her thigh gap was exaggerated. Her landing strip was completely visible and the upper part of her slit and lips was visible. I started zooming in and out. Zooming close I could see plenty of details of her nipples, strip and slit. We are backing out and she asked if I deleted the picture. I said no but was hoping to keep it for the weekend. She took my phone and pulled up the pictures. She gasped a little and said I look naked. I said that's why I wanted to keep it. She deleted one then said take me to LB's steakhouse and you can keep it till Sunday morning or I deleted now. I quickly headed to her destination.

She spent the evening telling me about each person that looked or stared at the nipple pokies that the bra had no chance of concealing. Saturday morning I'm outside drinking coffee again zooming in and out on the pictures. I go into the edit mode and zoomed in making the picture larger and allowing more detailed viewing. Once I had it perfect and I mean it was perfect I added the picture as her contact photo and also made it the background. Now I'm outside just staring at my background. I also decided to change the pass code to my phone just in case. She eventually came out. I asked her to call cell. She did and saw my zoomed in version of her pop up. She took my phone saying, I'm definitely deleting that. She was a little mad that I changed my access code but after discussing understood.

She asked why I zoomed in so close. I said I wanted to see the details. She smiled and said you definitely can see everything. She added that she should have crossed her legs. I disagreed. Around mid morning she asked what my plans were. I said I turned down both invites to college football Saturday parties and planed on watching from home. She said she and a friend were going shopping. Later as I sat in my chair to start a full day and evening of football I received a text from my friend Xavier.

Xavier is a friend from college. He was also in our wedding. In college we lived in the athletic dorm and met as freshman. Xavier is six foot six, dark black and played tackle on the football team. In school he weighed in excess of three hundred pounds and muscular. He was a gentle giant until you made him angry. We were known as the odd couple. Im six foot four, white and at that time maybe one hundred eighty pounds soaking wet. He currently lives in Dallas and travels as a corporate trainer. We meet up twice a year when he is in the area. My wife and I met him out for dinner and drinks Wednesday night. He was to fly out Friday but was held over for another week so he text requesting I meet him for football at Buffalo Wild Wings down from his hotel. Also, Xavier is still six foot six but maybe two seventy and muscular. He is way into working out still.

I text back to let me see if the wife will give me a pass. I explained the situation and she said of course. She and her friend were now eating lunch and splitting a bottle of wine. I text Xavier that I would eat him there shortly. I walk in and he has a table in the middle of the bar area optimum viewing according to him. We have a blast drinking beer and eating wings watching football and catching up. He has been away from his wife two weeks and about to be three. He is hitting on every waitress. Not seriously but he said he need female interactions. The more beer Xavier drinks the louder he gets and more funny less serious. He gets on the subject of his wife and said he did his best last night to get her to strip for him on FaceTime but all he got was a quick tit flash. Turns out she is as adamant about sending or keeping pictures as my wife. I told him about the picture I took and the deal my wife made the night before.

Xavier is a lightweight drinker. The beers we had consumed had him tipsy, I felt nothing. He is quizzing me about the picture and all the details. I give him a full description. He said he was going to have to go to the restroom and jack off with the mental picture I had given him. I also told him I had made the picture my background and her contact picture. At half time my phone rang. It was my wife, luckily it was in my pocket. She was letting me know she was home. She asked how we were doing. I said great but that she's lucky my phone was in my pocket or Xavier might have seen more of her than intended. She laughed and said she was having more wine watching a movie. I said you might want to text in the future because I'm drinking and my phone my be on the table. She laughed again, I knew she was drinking then because she did not call me a name or threaten me.

Xavier was joking about being mad that my phone was not on the table for her call. I placed it on the table and said ok, I warned her to text not call so if she does it's accidental. He tried convincing me to just let him see the background. I said if it's accidental I don't care but I'm not intentionally showing you. He stated saying he was going to text her to call me. I said she will know you know then. We went back and forth with me staying adamant that only by accident. Xavier spent the rest of the game mainly staring at my phone and complaining. He excused himself to the restroom. I watched his drunk self weave walk to the restroom. Then my text notification sound went off. My wife text. Are you OK? I text back yes, why? She, Xavier text me to call you in five minutes. She, does Xavier know about my picture. Me, yes, he heard us talking earlier and now wants to see. She, did he see. Me, no that's why he's texting you from the restroom. She, should I call. Me, up to you but if you do, how many rings you want to give him. She, where's your phone. Me, center of the table. She, that picture is very revealing. Me, sure is. She, we'll see.

She never gave me a number. I put my phone back in the center of the table. Xavier made it back and we made jokes about how long it took him. He did not say anything about texting. He did nonchalantly rotate my phone and move it closer to his under the pretext of comparing it to his. Not sure how long but definitely over fifteen minutes later my phone rings and it's my wife. Xavier said after the first ring holy shit. I reach for it and he stops me as he's looking after the third ring he released my wirst and I answer. She is giggling. She said very sarcastically, three rings, I assume he saw. I said, yes, we are fine why, trying to act unknowing. She asked, if he reacted, I said absolutely and then some. She is giggling the whole time. I said, we are good and watching another game.

We ended the call. Xavier is smiling so big I thought his face was going to break. He said, I always thought she was really hot in her bikinis but now I can definitely say she is really hot you lucky SOB. He then went into detail describing her tits, nipples, landing strip, pussy slit, thighs, and everything else. Playing dumb, I said, I don't know why she called, she just asked if everything was OK. Xavier laughed really loudly, he said, I text her to call from the restroom. Football and wife discussions commenced. He described his wife in details. He even suggested we swap pictures soon. After some time I excused myself to the restroom. I text my wife. Me, he is over the top excited and describing every inch of you. She, oh my. She, then he liked the picture. Me, beyond words. She, did you show him. Me, no, I said it had to be accidental. She, sent embarrassed emoji. She, well I guess he will have to figure out another accident.

She then text. I just received another text from Xavier asking me to call him on your phone that his is running out battery. Me, hahaha. He probably will not answer just look. She, should I call. Me, he's already got a look. She, maybe. I returned. Xavier immediately said, come on now, phone on the table. I comply. He then said he text my wife to call him on my phone. I said why would she do that. He smiled and said, I told her my battery was low. I said you are just not right. He said quote, there's not a black man in the USA that wouldn't tell a lie to see her in that picture. We both laughed. I had quit drinking for driving but not Xavier. A few minutes later my phone rang. He picked it up and was closely inspecting her. I said you better answer after the fifth ring. He did and said that he wanted to tell her he was in town another week. He had her on speaker and was smiling pointing at the picture as he prolonged their talk.

I could tell she knew what he was doing and was going along. After many minutes they ended the call. Still smiling big, he said I could have talked to her for hours. I punched him hard in the arm and he laughed. We were there to late in the night. He had her call again later. We are not interested in the games and are talking. He is as drunk as I have ever seen him. He said, so what will it take to see the picture as your background. I said accidental no touching the phone. He kept saying it's not my background. I lift my phone and double tap the screen and flash the background. He loudly said, damn, that's a better shot. Skip all the discussion.

Xavier takes his phone and calls mine. He let's it ring a few times and hangs up. The background screen comes on. He lifts the phone looking at her picture closely then it goes dark. He again loudly complained that I have my screenlock set for seconds. Turns out it's about four seconds. Throughout the remainder of the evening he called my phone and reviewed her picture of four seconds at a time. I later looked at the missed calls he had 157 missed calls. If my math was correct he spent over ten minutes staring at my background picture of her not to mention the calls. We finally wrapped up.

Xavier had walked the four blocks from the hotel so I said I'm driving you back. In my truck, Xavier said he wished he had that picture for the week, quote, I could really do some work with it in my room. I said I would gladly let you but my wife wouldn't appreciate it in the slightest. I did activate my phone and allowed him an additional full five minutes of quiet viewing till we madeit to the hotel. Still looking at the picture he said what if I take a picture but no face. I come really close to agreeing but declined. I gave him another two minutes of quiet examination parked at the hotel. We got out. He about broke my back giving me a hug and we made plans to meet Thursday evening for food and drinks with my wife before he Flys out Friday.

It's a thirty minute drive home. About five minutes from home I get a text from Xavier. He thanked me for keeping him company and said he had jacked off twice since I left to his memory of my wife's tits and pussy. I text back, good seeing you again and can not wait for Thursday. Don't try to over use your mental picture you may hurt yourself. He text back same for Thursday but he's resting for ten minutes then he's pulling off two more.

I get home and my wife is waiting on me. She has sobered up some. She wanted details and I relayed all I wrote above. I also showed her the missed calls and Xavier's text about jacking off. When we made it to the bedroom she was soaking wet. We had a rather intense sex session and another that morning just before her getting access to my phone and deleting the picture. As a footnote, Xavier has called daily and text daily requesting the picture but does not believe me she deleted.
My wife and I and I are meeting Xavier tomorrow evening and I secretly hope he bring up the picture to my wife.

[Countrylivin]

I don't mean to over post on this one occurrence but this morning added a new twist.

Since Saturday Xavier and I have talked daily after work. He calls as soon as he is in his car headed to the hotel. He does not believe me that I no longer have the picture. He will ask daily for a copy to facilitate his self indulgence as he puts it. Also every evening he will start a text conversation. It has turned to the picture and asking again. He then goes into his memory describing her tits, nipples, landing strip and his desire to see more of her, as he puts it, little pink pussy, than just the parts shown in the earlier picture. We have some fun back and forths that he will go into describing his wife to me and comparisons. His wife obviously enjoys a full bush and her tits are obviously heavier than my wife in his comparison. She must also have very large areolas and nipples. He continuously talks about how my wife's tits are perfect proportional to areolas to nipples to her tits and loves the pink color to her skin color.

Xavier seems to be masturbating continously in his room. His text are always over the top complimentary of my wife and said he has always found her hot from the first date we went on till seeing her in a bikini when we met her on the beach on spring break. You get the gist of our texting.

After posting yesterday I could not get it off my mind and after talking to Xavier as we both drove from work it was on my mind when I got home. After we ate we decided to get a night cap outside. We talked but I was still thinking how a college friend for so long that has known us since dating got to see her so intimately and can flat out describe her body to the minute details. I brought up Xavier and the picture. She asked if he mentioned it much. I said daily and then some. Every night so far by text. She asked if he was aware that she knows. I told he no. She asked to read the text. I advised that she may find our conversations a little graphic. She smiled and asked mine or his. I said both. She spent the next fifteen minutes reading and rereading our exchanges from Sunday till then.

She was a little embarrassed at the same time excited about both responses. She said he really thinks you have that picture. I said he does. She laughed. I said he really wanted a copy that night so he had material to pleasure himself with for the week. She smiled and said it appears he's having no problems with that now. We both laughed. She shocked me when she said, maybe you could have let him take a picture without my face. I laughed and said you would have killed me. She just said maybe. Maybe thirty minutes later Xavier text asking what I was doing. I look at my wife and said my nightly text. I responded sitting outside with my wife having a second nightcap. He said sounds nice send me a picture. I took a picture of my drink and my wife's and sent. He responded, not the drinks dumbass. Acting dumb, I said what then. I was reading to my wife as I received and sent.

At this time my wife is in her "pajamas", a spaghetti strap thin top and a pair of my boxers. He text, what's your wife wearing. I text pajamas. He text, can you sneak me a picture. I text back, she's wearing pajamas not naked. My wife laughed. He text, asshole. I asked what he was doing. He had walked to Buffalo wild wings to eat. My wife is across the table from me. She put her feet on the table. She reached into her top and adjusted her tits causing very prominent nipple pokies. She said how's this if I act like I'm on my phone. I look at her. Nipples hard as rocks. My boxers are large on her. I said, you may want to close you legs a little, I can almost see your pussy. She picked up her phone and drink and pretended to talk looking away. I took the picture. She got up and walked behind me and looked at the picture. Her nipple pokies were absolutely on display. She said you can not see much. I zoomed. She said, oh my. You could see through the gap and see the left side of her pussy. No slit or other details just the crease of her innerthigh meeting her pussy and a little more.

I text back, don't drink too much like last time. He text, no I got this. My wife asked if I sent it. I said no that I didn't know if she wanted that much showing. She smiled and said I've had more than that showing "accidently" wearing my bikini. I asked if she was sure. I advised that he will zoom on her. She took my phone zooming on the picture. She handed it back and said you really only see a little go ahead. I again advise of him having it. She said Xavier would never hurt he like that. He had text, wish you could be here. I text, me too but I have good company if she ever gets off the phone. She laughs at me. He text, if no pic, what type pajamas she wearing. I text, tight spaghetti strap top and my boxers. He text, damn, sounds hot. I text, stop touching yourself. He text a laughing emoji. He text, so you gonna sneak a brother a picture. I text, what's in it for me. He text, meal and drinks one tomorrow. I text, that was going to happen anyway. Let me see if I can get one.

Xavier text three times in a row, waiting. I text, I got one but I'm going to have to wait and get another. He text, why. I text, waiting on her nipples to get soft and adjust her legs. He text, ok why. I text, the picture I took has her nipple pokies and her legs are on the table across from me showing too much. He text, WHAT!!!, SEND THAT DAMN PICTURE. I text, I can not. She would kill me. He text, who else in this world would you trust more than me to protect your wife. When he said that my wife said, that's true. You call Xavier, he will be here same day. I text, ok but don't forget to delete before you get home. He text, you already know that. I sent.

After a good ten minutes with no response I text, hey you ok. He text, walking to hotel, give me ten minutes. My wife and I laughed at his hurried exit. She asked if I thought he was going to use the picture to masturbate. Absolutely. From the point he got to the room he asked if I could sneak a picture showing more. My wife laughed and opened her legs showing a lot more. As I raised my phone she closed them laughing. I text just me now, no chance. He said, I bet the rest is as pertty as what's showing. I said prettier. We text another thirty minutes.

I woke up to three text confirming his usage of the picture. I text back this morning, only three? He responded later saying if I saw more I would have unlimited.

[Countrylivin]

Had to work. Now the twist. I woke up to his text. I am always up and going before my wife. I'm dressed in our bathroom and my wife calls me in. I walk in and she is completely naked covers thrown off. She opened her legs and bent her right leg slightly. She turned her head to the side and asked, does this look like I'm sleeping. Confused, I said yes. She said take a picture. I ran back to my bathroom and returned with my phone and took two relatively close pictures.

She got out of the bed and said come in the bathroom. She place me a little quartered behind her. She walked over to the jacuzzi tub and legs open a little wider than normal bent over turning on the water, now. I took three quick pictures. She then placed me in the same position at her makeup counter and sink. On the side wall there's a full length mirror. She moved her makeup bench close to the mirror. She sat on the very edge with her legs open extremely wide. Looking in the mirror she said how's this look from your spot. Fantastic. She picked up her blow dryer and blew her hair over her eyes. She arched her back and said now. I stooped down some and took five pictures. She got up and said make coffee, I'm getting dressed.

I do as instructed. I'm sitting outside Confused. She comes out with her coffee and takes my phone. She then hands it back. She had deleted all but one of each. I asked what's going on. She said I was thinking about last night and Xavier's request and responses. I woke up thinking. She said each one of those poses were suggestions that Xavier asked you to sneak. I said, when did he ask. She said throughout the week. He said sneak a picture of her sleeping, get a picture of her showering or getting ready for her bath and seak a picture of her getting ready. I said, yes.

She said she has not decided if she wants to or not but she asked if she excused herself after the meal saying she didn't feel well would Xavier bring you home. I said, sure why. She said if I'm not there would the pictures he's seen come up. I said definitely. She said if I do decide to, would you actually show him pictures he requested. I said only if you tell me to. She said hold onto those till tomorrow. She said, I'm not saying I will or not but maybe. My heart has been racing since.

I have taken all three pictures and zoomed and cropped for maximum viewing pleasure. Between the three pictures there is absolutely nothing not exposed. What I did not notice until zooming was how aroused she was. Sitting in front of the mirror zooming in on her pussy, you can see her clit, wet opening everything. Pretty similar on the other two. Also each picture shows her tits in differing positions. Laying down nipples hard pointing up. Leaning over tits dangling nipples still hard pointing down. Sitting at the mirror back arched tits pointing forward nipples still hard. Also get a shot of the tits not in the mirror over her shoulder.

Not sure if she will go through with this or even allow me but just sitting here zooming in and out I'm as hard as a rock. I did text Xavier a little over an hour ago confirming our date night. He responded that he was looking forward to seeing us again. He also said he hated deleting the picture but didn't want to forget if my wife wanted to see pictures of his family on his phone. I text back, yes that's too bad. Too bad you are leaving tomorrow also. He text he agreed but is ready to get back home. I text, well if you had another week I was able to sneak several pictures of my wife this morning. He said, SEND THEM. I said I can not, these are definitely not sendable. He said I suck telling him this late in the week.

Fingers crossed.

[2dollarbills]

Can't wait for the next update

[Countrylivin]

Never been so excited to post.

I would consider Xavier one of my closest friends. I always enjoy the times we spend together and have been on two vacations together with the wives. I add this for context because of how close we are. We have both made somewhat lewd comments to each other about our wives in the past. Such as when nipples are poking or when we are around them in their bikinis but this has been different.

As usual Xavier called me as I drove home and he drove back to the hotel. The first question out of his mouth was so tell me about these pictures. I said you had text during the week to sneak a picture and gave me the situations so I did. He obviously did not remember and asked what he requested. I explained each situation he requested and I made up stories how I was able to "sneak" each. He again almost begged to let him see. I told him I'm surprised that my wife has not caught them and deleted. We talked all the way till I arrived home. He asked what my wife was wearing tonight. I laughed and said clothes I'm sure. The bar/grill we were meeting was again closer to him than us so thirty minute drive.

Walked in the house and my wife was completely dressed and ready to go. She looked fantastic but nothing too revealing but still looked a ten. I asked if she was in a hurry. She said not really just got ready early. I took a shower and dressed. I walk through the house and find my wife sitting outside with a glass of wine. She also had me a drink waiting. I made a comment of starting early. She had a serious response saying, well what do you think so far. I said, not sure but I believe it's more about how you feel. She said she has been thinking all day about Xavier seeing her practically naked in the first picture. I said what about the other. Her first smile. She smiled and said, that's really nothing. I told her that my only questioning thought was being such good friends for so long possibly crossing some unknown boundary and changing our friendship. She was happy I said this because she was having the same thoughts.

We discussed our thoughts. She asked if Xavier has acted any different. I laughed and said that our conversation topics remain the same and the laughing is the same. Our discussing personal and business issues are the same but he is very enthusiastic about discussing you also. She was happy to hear this has remained. She asked if I still had the three pictures. Yes. I asked if she decided what she wanted me to do. She nervously said not yet, I guess I'll know when I see how Xavier acts tonight. I agreed. I did tell her that I told Xavier that I had taken several "sneak" pictures. She asked what he said. Sarcastically I said what do you think. He wanted me to send them. She smiled big and asked, did you. Taken aback by he response I said, no wouldn't you be mad if I did? Again I was surprised at her response. She paused and said, I don't know, it's Xavier.

We continued talking but that's the highlights. Now driving to the location I asked her plans with a not sure response. We arrive and Xavier has arrived and pre-ordered our drinks and appetizers. As I said he knows my wife's favorite drink and mine. He happened to order my wife's favorite appetizers. Imagine that. We had a great time together again. Much laughter and talk. My wife did go through Xavier's phone galley reviewing pictures with him giving her the back story to each. She excused herself to the restroom. As she got up and walked, Xavier eyed her the entire time. I said, dude stop looking at my wife like you are seeing her naked. He laughed loudly and said I can not help it.

Later, she excused herself to the restroom again. Xavier and I had the same conversation again. When she returned she said she needs to go home. Xavier asked if everything was OK. She said that it's that time of the month and was sorry. Before she could ask, Xavier said, he could bring me home if she didn't mind. She agreed and asked me to walk her out. She got up and she gave Xavier her traditional hug and kiss on the cheek telling him she loved and missed him. Xavier did his traditional bear hug lifting my wife up off her feet, kissing her on the cheek and also telling her he loves her and missed. I ran over and tried to get a bear hug but Xavier shoved me out of the way. He made sure to tell my wife it was our turn to come visit them in Texas. Xavier and his wife came a few years ago and spent a week with us. She said definitely soon.

We walked out and to the car. As we walked, I asked what she wanted me to do. She was happy with the time spent with Xavier. She said that she was reminded how much Xavier and his wife meant to us. I agreed but asked again. She said that I could do whatever I wanted with the pictures tonight but this was so different not getting to be part of the exposures. I laughed and said so you are jealous I'm getting reactions. She said yes. I felt bad for her. I said well tell me what to do. She smiled and said whatever you want but I'm deleting when you get home. I said well that's pretty open. She said other than you the last person on earth that would never hurt me is Xavier. I agreed. I said you want text updates or call. She said updates, I may just be in the bed waiting. She was implying some self pleasure. I went back inside.

Xavier and i talked for awhile about work family and life. I thought for sure he was going to bring up the pictures. We decided to go to a sports bar closer to my house since it was still early. I drove the rental since he had been drinking a lot. In the car he brought up the sneaked pictures and did not remember requested. I read him each text from the week. He laughed and said, well it's funny what a drunk, horney just busted a nut man will request. He asked if I really got pictures. I said yes all in one morning. After a quiet driving period he said, now I gotta see them. I took a calculated chance with my next response. I said, I'm not sure, she caught me with them this morning and told me I could keep them. I had no idea where I was going with this. After talking to my wife at the car I was trying to come up with something. He said you know I won't ever tell anyone. I agreed but said I'll have to see because they are very revealing. He called me several names for saying that. We arrived at our next location.

This is a private owner sports bar so not really crowded. Xavier was disappointed because the servers were male and the customers were ninety percent male. We continued talking but the more Xavier drank the more he asked. The most I would tell him was the pictures are almost exactly as requested. My wife had text that she made it home and had text that she's drinking more wine and tipsy waiting on an update. I waited till Xavier went to the restroom. I responded that I told him you found the pictures but allowed me to keep them but I haven't shown him anything. She asked why not. I text, Xavier is drunk and desperately wanting to see. I going to see where he takes this so just like last time you may receive a text. She sent an embarrassed emoji and said this may take another glass of wine.

I fully expected him to text her while in the restroom but he did not. Later I went to the restroom leaving my phone on the table. When I returned Xavier said what's your fucking access code to your damn phone. I laughed. He said your wife text but all I saw was don't do something with her pictures. I looked and she text, don't make those pictures you background in case waiters or customers are looking. Xavier asked. I said she was making sure I didn't have the pictures as a background like before. I know he's drunk when he curses. He with does not allow cursing. He said shit, that was my next suggestion. Then it clicked. I said text her and ask what pictures and why not as a background. He did. She text back, what are you talking about. I said, text her I'm in the restroom and you saw the text pop up. He did. She text back, it's nothing really. He took it from there asking what pictures and why not. My phone went off. She text, Xavier is asking about the pictures. He is texting from his phone, he's still in the restroom, what pictures and why can I not see them you saw mine. She said he took inappropriate pictures. He text really.

They are going back and forth. He asked how inappropriate. She text very. That should give how it was going. He eventually told her I returned. My text went off. Xavier is asking to see the pictures. I text really. He is still texting. Imagine us sitting at a corner table both looking at our phones texting not acknowledging each other quietly. My wife is responding to both. I text what are you doing. She text, drinking wine laying on the bed. I text what you wearing. She sent, nothing, very comfortable. I show Xavier what she said. He text the same. She responded the same. He text, what you wearing. She text me, you told him I'm on the bed naked didn't you. I text, no, I showed him your response. She text Xavier, you already know. We are actually having a good time texting. They are rapid texting I just get the occasional update from my wife.

It is still early around nine p.m. but Xavier keeps ordering drinks. I slow down. The summary of their text was Xavier trying to convince her that any pictures I have couldn't or would compare to some of the bikinis he's seen her wear. Her responses were that he did not need to see her like that. There conversation went to why not and trust and his wife and all kinds of directions. She is texting me asking if she should be the one to allow or just me do it not knowing. I finally said, you wanted to be a part of this so it's now on your shoulders. She text, that's why I love you.

I asked Xavier how it's going. He said not sure. I asked what's the conversation now. He turned his phone. He sent, I have to see them now knowing they exist. She sent, why, you are going home tomorrow. He sent, yes, but honestly I've always wanted to see you naked. She sent, why. Because how close we are and if he wasn't dating you when we met I would have tried. She sent, you are just too sweet. He text, so. That's where it ended. I asked if that was true. He said it was absolutely true. He said I've always considered you the luckiest man in the world finding her.

Finish shortly

[Countrylivin]

Sorry this has turned into a book length post.

Work called.

So I ended with them texting. They continued. I'm sitting there bored watching Xavier text. I tell Xavier when he wants help let me know. He text some more and eventually looked up and said help. I read what they were texting and it was more of the same. She was teasing him to death. Getting him right to the point of yes then changing. I said, if I called you in Texas and needed you, what would do. Hop a flight immediately. I would do the same. If my wife called. Same. I said you have to remind her she can always trust you and that you would never hurt her. He said, she knows that. I agreed but you have to remind her. With a little help from me he text, other than your husband of course, who is the next person you would trust the most. She text, you. He text, exactly, I would never hurt you and keep your trust just like I do with your husband. He wanted to continue but I made him wait. She sent, I know that. I then guided him to text, it's all OK and I understand. Just always remember that I'm the first person to call if you need anything and trust I'm always there for you guys. She text back, you are going to make me drunk cry.

They went back and forth over how much they trusted and loved each other. I kept having to keep him from asking. After a long pause and me preventing Xavier from texting she text him, if I let him show you a picture you have to promise me two things. He text back, anything. She text, one, you can not tell anyone ever. Two, you will not tease me ever. He text, trust me I would never do either. Without my prompt he followed, can I give a compliment if it's deserved. I punched him when he read it to me. She text, yes if you feel a compliment is justified. She text, I will tell him to show you one. He showed me her response smiling and said this deserved aother drink and shouted at the waiter for another. She text me, I told him he can see one, my stomach is in knots nervous. She text, one, no scrolling. I text, which one. She text, bed.

I pulled up the picture and set it on the screen so no scrolling. I told Xavier, she said no scrolling or moving the phone. I placed the phone directly in front of him. He looked down and said rather loudly, sweet mother of God. he did not say another word he just spent the next minute or so looking. He asked if he could zoom. He immediately zoomed in on her pussy as far as it would go. He spent the next several minutes inspecting every millimeter of her pussy and tits face in the screen. He eventually set it back to full screen and looked at me. He said, this is just amazing and I'll say it again, you are one lucky SOB. I am sitting there with a raging hard on under the table. I asked what he thought. He stood up and was sporting quite a bulge in the front ofhis slacks. Smiling he said, nuf said, and sat back down.

Xavier is sitting there staring at the full sized picture when the waiter walks up and sets his drink right by the phone. He startled Xavier. I'm looking at the waiter. He is looking at my phone and smiles at Xavier. Xavier said thank you. The waiter still smiling said, I was going to ask if you needed anything else but it looks like you have all you need. He is looking at the picture as he says this. Xavier quickly put his hand over the phone and said we are good. The waiter walks back to the bar and is talking to the bartender smiling as they look back at Xavier still looking at the picture. It's been a good five minutes and I take my phone. He is smiling. I said you didn't have to show the waiter my naked wife. He stopped smiling and apologized. I laughed and said no harm. He asked how close I looked at the picture. I said really close why. He said she must be having a really good dream. I asked why he says that. Smiling he said, there's one thing this black man knows and that's an aroused nipple and this black man even knows when he is seeing an aroused pussy. I acted dumb. We discussed the picture. My wife had text several times for and update as we talked. I told him he had better update her.

Rather than try and remember all the flattering compliments used let's just say he sent a large number of text telling her how beautiful sexy fine hot and every other compliment women like to hear before she was able to respond with, you are embarrassing me. He said, that's is definitely not my intention. There is absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about on that photo. They text back and forth with additional compliments and her responding. All this seems like hours but was probably twenty minutes. He eventually asked her if he could see another. She teasingly text, that wasn't enough. He text, I could never get enough. She text ok. She text me jacuzzi. I asked if she was sure. She text yes. I text are you having fun. She responded more then you know.

Xavier is waiting. I pull up the picture and set it on the screen. I tell him same rules but try and cover if the waiter comes. I set the phone in the same position. He spends less time looking at the full picture and zooms in on her pussy. He is looking at every millimeter from butt hole to pussy. He looks up smiling and said I just knew that it was all white and pink down there. I smiled as he zoomed from her tits to pussy over and over. Then he did what I was waiting on. He zoomed as close as he could to her opening as said, see, never tell me I can not identify an aroused pussy. I gave him longer on this one. After about ten minutes or longer I took my phone. Our discussion was about the same but he added several times that that is his favorite position for sex. He had the same interaction texting my wife. He also text her that that is his favorite picture of the two. She asked why. He text, he can see everything in detailed and her bent over and open like that is his favorite position. She responded, oh my. He quickly apologized and said that he was too excited after seeing that. She text, it's OK, I have my favorite position too. She followed with I guess you want the last one now. He text, I'm not sure I can handle another. She text why not. He text that last picture had me a little excited. She text, ok don't want to over excite you.

They are going at each other. Xavier looked at me and said seriously, I leaked a little looking at the last picture. I said don't tell me, that's between you two. He text her. She responded, you did not it's just a photo. After several more back and forths of her not believing, he looked at me and said can I show her. I said how. He said a picture. I again said that's between you two. He said, I can prove it. She responded, ok. Now Xavier is really drunk. He heads to the bathroom. The place is not full at all. I order a drink since I had not had one. Xavier is gone maybe two minutes. I get a text. My wife text, oh my God. Xavier just sent me two pictures. I text, oh what. She responded with one picture of Xavier standing in his underwear in the mirror with a wet stain at the waistband of his blue briefs. I text. Well I guess he proved it. I get another text. It's a picture taken in the stall over the toilet looking down at his hard dick standing straight out with a thin string of fluid hanging from the end. I text back, I think you have him jacking off in the bathroom.

Xavier returns smiling. I said well did you prove it. Smiling he said I sent a picture of my wet mark and the it took a minute but I sent a picture of the actual leak. I acted dumb and said you sent her a picture of your dick. He is smiling and said yes. I asked what she said. He showed me. She text back, you win. She followed that with, you didn't need to send me the second one. He responded, it's only fair and I trust you with that picture. We are laughing when I finally get me drink. Xavier tells the waiter one last drink. He asked if I got a text. No. I said she may have gone to sleep. He text, hey, are we ok. She text yes why. He said you didn't text back. She text, oh, I thought we were done. He text, what about the last picture. She responded, you said it was too much on the other. He text not anymore. She text, ok. She text me show him.

Now this is my favorite of the three because of the way she arched her back has her tits perfect and nipples pointing at the mirror. Also the details are all there in the mirror because of her legs stretched so wide. I pull up the picture and set it. I said same rules and place it in the some position. Xavier just said, damn, rather loudly. He proceeded to do the same zooming in close on her pussy and tits. He said she has the best tits. I agreed. After a a while he set it to full size and looked at me. My favorite is the second but this one is fucking hot. He zoomed her pussy and said looking she is so aroused, look at her clit and he is pointing at it in the zoomed pictures. He panned down and said look at how wet she is. This is just fucking hot. He zoomed on hermits and said look how hard it is rubbing his finger on the screen over her nipple. He placed it back to full and looked at me saying you are just damn lucky.

The waiter walked up to the table with his drink and placed it by the phone but Xavier had his and over it and said thanks. He said you still have that hot girl sending you naked pictures to Xavier. Before Xavier spoke I said, he's been away from Texas for awhile so his girlfriend is trying to cheer him up. He said I wish I had a girlfriend to cheer me up like that. I said did you see the first picture she sent him. He said I saw the one of her on the bed naked and she's hot. Xavier looked at him, hand still on the phone, you want to see the last one. Smiling he said sure, if you don't mind. Xavier said let's see how fast you bring the check. Xavier looked at me and said what the fuck. Smiling, I said you already let him see her and he thinks it's your girlfriend so. Before we could finish the waiter was back. Was that fast enough. Xavier handed him his card and said lets see. Quickest I've ever seen a credit card run. Xavier moved his hand and as he signed the check the waiter leaned over looking at her picture in the mirror. Xavier handed him the receipt and said we are done. He put my phone in his pocket and we left. We looked at the clock and it's still early according to Xavier.

[Srey]

I'm going to speak for everyone here on this forum. You said no last time but any possible way of a close up pictures of her. Areola, ass, etc...with us no way of knowing it's her. Cheers, love the story so far.

[Countrylivin]

Again sorry for the novel length post.

When we got to the car I gave Xavier a choice. One, I drive us to my house and he stays the night and go check out of his hotel in the morning. Two, we go get his luggage and he stays at my house and head to the airport directly. He chose two. We Made the run to the hotel and back to my house. We talked a good bit about what had transpired over his time here. He was still drunk and repeated how much it meant to him that we both trusted him. He also spent a good bit of time reviewing the pictures with comments. I text my wife that we were five minutes from home with Xavier staying the night. She responded still in bed.

We arrived home after ten p.m. Xavier has his second wind. He said we need to keep this going. I agreed. He headed to the guest room to freshen up and change clothes. I went to change clothes and check on my wife. She was in the bed watching a movie wine drunk. I told her we were going to continue visiting outside and she was welcome to come visit with us. She threw the cover off and she was still naked. I said, well you seem to be dressed for the occasion. We both laughed. She received a text. Xavier text. Get your drunk ass up and come outside with us. I go into the bathroom to change. When I come out she is sitting on the side of the bed wearing an oversized blue cotton t-shirt. I said you coming, she said give me a minute.

I go outside and Xavier is sitting in one of the outdoor swivel rockers. He has all the lights on around the pool and both sets of floodlights on. I said good lord you have it lit up. He said this way we won't get sleepy. He already had me a drink prepared. We are talking. Mainly old college stories and where people are now when my wife appeared. Obviously braless as she walks to the chair beside Xavier. I'm sitting on the two seat sofa across from her. She's carrying a glass of water. She literally flops into the chair spilling a little water on herself. She says, I'm here to visit.

We continued talking and she is dozing off. After two or three attempts to keep her awake I leave her alone. We finish our drinks and talk about refills and a cigar. After several attempts to wake my wife she looks at me. I asked if she wanted me to help he inside and to bed. She asked if we were going in. I said for refills and cigars. She lifts herself up in the chair and crossed her ankles in front of her in the chair. Her knees are resting on the arms of the chair. She says, no I'm good here, I'll go in when you are done. She lays her head to the side and closed her eyes.

One of the two flood lights points at the deep end of the pool. The other points down on this set of outdoor furniture. I look across. In this change of position, she failed to adjust her tshirt. The hem of the t-shirt was now under her ass on the bottom and stretched tight across her upper thighs against the arms of the chair. She was definitely commando. She just pulled on the t-shirt getting out of the bed. I'm looking dead at her pussy. Xavier is sitting to her left and can not see what I'm looking at. We get up and go inside to refill and choose cigars. Cigars in hand we are refilling. I am thinking how exciting it's going to be sitting there looking at my wife exposed as we visit. Xavier spoke up. He said, correct me if I'm wrong but I think I caught a glimpse of pussy when she changed positions. I smile to myself. I said you probably did. When we go outside, Xavier said, how about we change seats. I walked fast and sat in my seat. Xavier did a very exaggerated lean way forward as he was sitting. Face at her knee, looks then sits with a huge smile. He said, that looks prettier in person. He does this five or six times using the excuse of stretching his legs or back.

After some time he uses the excuse that he's leaving tomorrow and we should sit closer and sits beside me. We spend the next hour plus reminiscing about old college stories and Xavier pointing out features of my wife. Around midnight I tell him I have to call it. He gets up and talkes a close look and sits back in his chair. He said he would finish his drink and mine since his flight was eleven tomorrow morning. I get my wife up and she is surprisingly lucid and stable. Xavier spins around as we head in. We get to the door and say goodnight. Xavier tells my wife, goodnight and it was great "seeing" her tonight. Emphasis on seeing. She said you too.

I am exhausted and fall into bed asleep. I leave for work before my wife and Xavier are up. I get a call from Xavier but missed it. I get a text. He stated how it was great seeing and visiting. He reminded me that we have to come visit soon. He ended with, you will hear about it when you get home but I surprised your wife before I left. He ended the text we love you guys, always trust me. I responded.

I know I've only posted the exposures but every time Xavier and I are together it's the best of times. So I get home from work. I had forgotten what he text about surprised. My wife and I sit down and catch up. We talk about the entire visit and she says every time you two are together you both seem so happy. She said she only wished his wife would come on his work visits so she wasn't a third wheel. Now the revelations.

She was not as drunk as she implied. She said that she was listening the whole time outside. She said that her intention was to adjust her t-shirt so that I was having to look at her while visiting. I explained that Xavier got a glimpse of her and questioned me. She said it was to late to do anything but enjoyed listening to our comments. I did not have to relay anything else she was well aware of comments.

Now what Xavier was referring. She said she got up and I was gone. She slept in the t-shirt and was still wearing it. She was in the kitchen getting coffee. Xavier stepped into the hallway from the shower and greeted her wearing a towel. She offered to make his coffee when he got dressed. He walked in and said I'll take a coffee now and said it may help his massive hangover. They ended up drinking coffee and visiting. They talked about her pictures. Xavier told her the highlight was visiting outside. She said she acted dumb. He said that when she adjusted her position that we had an unobstructed view of her vagina for over an hour. She said she acted embarrassed and apologized. Xavier went on to tell her again how much he appreciated her trust and never apologize. Skipping through all that. She said Xavier then said I guess to be fair there's no need for this. He took off his towel and stood there smiling. My wife said that he didn't have to do that. Still smiling he said he wanted to anyway.

She said he was not hard but was sporting a semi. She said it was difficult to drink coffee and talk with a naked Xavier standing there slowly rising to full erect. She mentioned his state of arousal. He said he couldn't help it because every time he sees her looking at his dick it has a mind of its own. She laughed. They made plans to go get breakfast before he leaves for the airport. He turns walking away. My wife said she was joking and said, you go handle that before we leave. She was in the doorway about to head to the bedroom when she said it in passing. He stopped and said, how about a quick little flash to expedite the process. She said that he had already see everything so she said again joking, how quick. He is maybe four steps away. He said how about three seconds. She lifted her t-shirt up and over her tits flashing him a full frontal and slowly counted to three. She then removed her t-shirt walked naked back in the kitchen retrieving her coffee. She asked if he would be ready in ten minutes. She said he responded I'll be ready in five.

They went to breakfast and he left for the airport.

Xavier and I talked later. He told me the same version as my wife except that he waited on her to get up and come to the kitchen and had planned to be naked in front of her. I asked if he did go handle himself. He laughed and said it took less than thirty seconds. He said he thought about another but was not sure he had time. We are making plans to try and visit either first of the year or early summer. Xavier's schedule and travels will dictate that. He has also suggested that next time he is in town that he crash with us. Absolutely.

[Countrylivin]

It's been a long couple of months. My mother passed so the end of October and November has been a whirlwind of everything. That said we have had no time nor desire to participate in exposures. We have been spending weekends with my dad to keep him company.

That said we decided to take this past weekend to stay home and unwind. We spent most of our time just relaxing outside in the unseasonably warm weather. Saturday evening we were outside having our first alcohol drinks in months it seems. My wife a bottle of merlot and bourbon for myself. After the first few glasses my wife mentioned that she missed having opportunities to be exposed. Our conversation turned to possible ways to "accidently" be seen. Believe you me I relayed many of the opportunities I've read on occ. Some with positive responses and some not so much.

As we are doing this I get a text from Xavier. Since my mom passed he calls or text several times a wedad's. check in. I tell my wife. She said yes, he was held over the weekend in St. Louis. He's heading home Tuesday. I was not aware of this. He also obviously checks in with my wife also. I text back, sitting by the fire pit having our first drinks in a long time. I place her bottle and mine on the edge of the fire pit and take a picture and send it to him. My wife said, did you just take and send a picture. I said yes of our bottles. She said with me in the background. I looked and she was correct. I said yes but you made the picture perfect. She complained that she was not dressed for pictures but comfortable.

She was wearing a large yellow t-shirt and a pair of my boxers. She sitting on the other side of the fire pit feet in the edge. I get a text back saying we deserve a good drunk. I agreed. He text, love the wife's nipple pokies in the background. I look at the picture and zoom. He's correct. I text, you should tease her about the picture. They spent the next thirty minutes going back and forth teasing each other about current picture and the previous deleted of both. The more my wife drank the harder she teased.

The summary of their text went from teasing about pictures to Xavier telling her how much he has pleasure himself to the mental pictures. She is reading his to me and telling her responses. I could tell she has missed these opportunities the past couple of months. They ended eventually when he text that he had to go and call his wife. She text, you should convince her you need a picture to relieve your tension. He responded, I will try but.

An hour or so later she finished her bottle. She's drunk. She requested another glass. I do the right thing and return with a fresh glass. When I sat down she said that Xavier was successful at getting his wife to send a picture. She turned her phone screen to me. He text, SUCCESS, BEST PICTURE EVER. She responded, see ask and you receive. He later text, I had to go to the room and take care of that. She text, nice, where are you. He text, drinking at a crappy hotel bar with two older white guys that keep talking and teasing him about having to text my wife. She text, so I'm your wife now. He text, to them you are. He said they got to read some of our earlier texting. I think they are envious more that jealous.

I did get several text from him saying how much he begged on the phone to get a picture. He described it to me. A full frontal in front of a full length mirror. I just responded with, that should be useful. He text later, I could use one of your wife, imagine how many times I could jack off alternating pictures. I text, that would be amazing. He text, another drink and I'm going to try. I text good luck. All this transpired as they text. My wife left to go to the restroom. I called Xavier. He was drunk at the bar. I said she went to the restroom. We talked and he had no plan just begging.

She was gone for awhile. She returned and I asked if she was OK. She said just really drunk. She asked if I minded her going to bed. I said not at all. She gave me a kiss and said, I will send you something I just took and went inside. Not long, I get a text asking where's my wife, she's not responding. I text back, too drunk, went to bed. He text, damn I thought I was going to get a picture. I text, looks like you only got the one for the rest of your stay.

As we text I get a text from my wife. She sent a full frontal naked picture standing in front of her dressing mirror. I'm zooming in on her pussy and nipples. Amazing. I then get another. It's her sitting on her makeup bench. She's naked and sitting on the edge. Her legs are wide open. Her pussy is parted and she is obviously aroused. The way she is sitting leaning back slightly I was getting hard wanting to go to the bedroom and slide my dick into her. I get a text. She said, how are these. I said, did you look close at the second picture. She responded, yes. I text, you appear to be ready to have me slide inside. That's a full on exposure. She sent back, I might have assisted a little. I sent, well thank you. She text, use them as you want. Good night.

I am sitting there clipping each so that all the picture is centered on her. I then proceed to zoom in and out. Most of my zooming focus was on her pussy in the second picture. I couldn't believe she sent me such an exposed picture with her obvious state of arousal. I'm literally leaking from a hard dick looking at them as Xavier was texting me over and over eventually asking if I was still awake.

I regained my composure and responded, I'm here, I just got two amazing pictures from my wife. We spent a good amount of time discussing and describing. To the point that I said, you want me to call. He said, sitting at the bar with the same two drunk men. Don't think I can talk openly with bartender listening. He text, when you gonna send me the pictures. I text, who said I was sending them. We teased back and forth. Eventually he text, let's count to twenty from your response to this, you send yours and I'll send mine at the same time. I know Xavier and I was not falling for this. I text, ok, start countdown. I was not counting. I knew he was not sending anything.

Then a text. I open and it is a full frontal of his wife. She is standing at her mirror smiling with her head cocked. Beautiful tits, nipples point down slightly but absolutely beautiful. As I'm looking I get a text. Nothing here. I lied and said it shows sent. I zoom on her pussy. She has her pubic hair trimmed and triangle above. Her pussy is hairless. Much more meaty than my wife and her inner lips protrude out. I'm staring at her pussy. I get another text, nothing. I text another untruth, shows failed. He text send again damnit. I can not stop staring at her pussy long enough to send. I text back, now I can say you are one lucky SOB too. He text back a big smiling emoji and said I agree.

I sent the first picture. Soon I get a text, it's settled, I have the perfect black wife and you have the perfect white wife, both tens in these pictures. I'm hard as a rock still looking at his wife. I respond, absolutely. He text, I may have been a little to excited looking. I waited nothing. I text, did you soil yourself looking. He text, no asshole, I was zooming on your wife's body and made a couple of verbal comments and my two drunk friends asked if I finally got my picture. I was confused. I text, don't understand. He sent a long text saying the two men at the hotel bar have been teasing him for texting his wife so much to the point he told them he was trying to convince his wife to send him a naked picture. They have been making bets on if I get one. I just told them I got my picture.

I was shocked that he was having this conversation with strangers but thinking about it, drunk Xavier is ready for any conversation. I text, did you show them. He text no. I text, go ahead, your wife will never know. He text, that's a problem, they think my wife is white. I text, asshole. He responded, didn't show, they keep saying I'm joking and no picture, now they are saying I'm full of shit. I text, show them. He text, seriously. I text, sure I'll tell my wife in the morning. Few minutes later he text, done. I have received many many compliments on my "wife". I text congratulations.

We continued comparing our wives. We were both consumed by pussy inner lips showing vrs not exposed. We agreed both work for us. He also said he is going to see about a landing strip over the triangle. As we text he remembered I had a second picture. He text, what about the second picture. I text, I sent you one the second she was drunk and might have shown too much. He text, really, I've seen her naked in person. I text, not like this. We kept texting till I text, I'm going inside. Text me when you get back to the room.

My wife is out in the bed. I get in and my phone rings. It's Xavier, he said I'm in the room send the damn picture. I said, ok but you have to send my wife two pictures of appreciation back. He didn't even ask what. Send it and he hung up. I text, ok when you use this tonight you send her one before picture, one in use picture. He text, I will, send it. I pull up the picture and my hands were literally shaking. I attach it and am just looking at it hands shaking. I heard my wife say, are you going to send it. I look over and she is looking at my phone. I said, do you know how much you are showing. She said, yes, it took me several minutes and several pictures to get that one. I sent the picture. Within seconds I get a text. She asked what he text. I get my phone and it goes off again and again.

Xavier text, holy shit. Another, she's ready for a dick. Another, this is amazing. Another, did you zoom. Another, was she masturbating. Finally, I'm about to go take this to the mirror we will talk tomorrow. She read each one and said put the phone away. We proceeded to tear that bed up. Granted, my first attempt was not very good. My second was only marginally better. I told her that I was just too worked up. She understood.

Next morning over coffee my wife said want to see what I was sent. She pull out her phone. First picture was Xavier in the hotel room standing naked in front of the mirror with a semihard dick smiling with a thumbs up. The second was Xavier in front of thr mirror with a very hard dick standing at three quarters attention. He sent another with his hand wrapped around it obviously jerking off with a twisted face. He text a rather long text telling my wife thank you for trusting him and how much he loves us and he's always here if we need him along with many compliments. She had text back enjoy the pictures but delete them before you leave the hotel. He responded with a heart and said I promise.

I excused myself to go shower while she cooked breakfast. I took my phone in the shower and pulled up Xavier's wife's picture. I had a rather intense session culminating in a massive load down the drain. After breakfast I showed my wife the picture and she read our conversation. This to was taken back to the bedroom where I was so glad I had jerked off earlier. I performed so much better.

We have discussed what transpired and she is really happy. She and Xavier talked yesterday and she said they both laughed and joked mostly to the fact that she is his texting white wife. He also relayed the two men's reactions and comments to her picture.

We are spending the next two weekend at my dads.

[Countrylivin]

Holidays are done. We did spend Wednesday evening through Christmas eve at my dad's. His statement to us kids was its time to get back to living and he wanted Christmas to be about fun not him.

I assume he was getting tired of everyone visiting trying to keep him company and not enjoying visits. My wife and I discussed. Skipping through the visit and conversations. During our visit after arrival we determined that the weather was going to change dramatically. We arrived to almost 60 degree weather. By Friday and Saturday it would drop to single digit Temps. So Thursday we spent winterizing the place. My brother and sister left after lunch saying roads permitted they would return Saturday for Christmas eve. All this matters because it turns into the one event.

Thursday morning I wake up early. My wife is in bed. She's wearing an old large tshirt and large SpongeBob boxers. She told me she would get up and start breakfast in an hour. I go outside with a coffee and start winterizing the other buildings and sheds on the place. My brother and sister planned on coming to assist. After an hour I go in for a coffee refill. The kitchen is a long galley style with an island bar in the center. I walk in and my wife is sitting on a stool facing my dad talking both drinking coffee. My wife asked if I was hungry I declined and said refill only. I go in the side room and refill my coffee and wash up. I walk back into the kitchen towards them. They are discussing Christmas and weather two subjects I had no input for. I walk up beside my dad sitting and explain what I had accomplished and what's next. He said he was just sitting enjoying the conversation and company.

My wife is still in her pajamas. I look at her sitting and her braless nipples were rock hard and poking out the fabric of the tin tshirt. I said, I have to agree. My wife sat taller to this smiling at me. As they started back their conversation my wife put her heels on the cross piece of the stool legs and opened her knees. I look and her SpongeBob boxers were askew. A gap formed on her right leg exposing the entire right side of her pussy along with a majority of her slit. I look at her. She talking as my dad takes a drink of coffee and she smiled. I stayed listening for a while. I refilled my coffee and back outside. Maybe a half hour later my dad comes out to assist. Were were winterizing the atv's when I said, sorry about my wife's exposure this morning she gets too comfortable when here. He didn't respond immediately. Several minutes later he said, no need to say anything to her, I hardly noticed. I said, yea right. Nothing else said.

After lunch and my brother and sister left my wife with a sly smile asked, so what did you think of the breakfast show. I laughed and told her my dad's conversation. She said she was initially just sitting at the island on her phone having coffee when dad arrived and pulled up his chair. She knew her nipples were poking but noticed him looking between her legs each time she moved her legs. She said when they refilled their coffee, before getting back on she pulled her boxers up and over as she sat. She said she would open and close her knees as they talked and each time his attention was distracted to her crotch when her legs were open. She did not look down to see how exposed. I told her the details. She was giddy because he stayed to look.

By mid afternoon the temperature had dropped to the 30s and started to rain/sleet. My dad and I cut wood for the fireplace. We set it in the yard close to the house and covered it. By late afternoon it late afternoon it was windy and snowing. Freezing cold. We adjourned to the house. We had a meal and sat to watch football. It's dark, cold and snowing. The satellite feed died so now no television. We put a Christmas video on and moved to the fireplace. My dad and I set two chairs to the left and my wife sat on the floor in front of the fire facing us as we talked. After some conversation my wife xcused herself to change into pj's and get a vodka tonic. When she walked off I said I was going to make me a jack Daniel's and water. My dad said that sounds good, make me one. He is absolutely not a drinker. I said you want a weak one. He said, hell no, just like yours, I'm grown enough and no one to complain. My mom was a non drinker and complained if we even drank wine. I made two strong drinks and returned.

My dad did ask how the hell I drank mine like this. I said you sip not drink. My wife returned with hers and we listened to the movie and talked. After the first hour I made my dad and me another, my wife was on who knows, I did not pay attention. I reloaded the fire. By the end of our second drink my dad has transformed into this happy, laughing conversationalist. I made myself another and my dad requested another but this time I made him a water splashed with jack. He either didn't notice or care. We were enjoying watching him laugh, talk and joke. Honestly, I haven't seen him like this in years and especially in the past couple of months. Dad finally excused himself to the bathroom. My wife and I were ecstatic with his transformation. She said that she has been doing her best not to expose sitting. I asked why. She said, I didn't want anything distracting dad from enjoying himself. I said true but you have fun too.

When dad returned he said, I haven't peed that long and hard in years. I said, congratulations. He said smiling, who knew Jack Daniel's helps an old man's stream like this. We all laughed. When I returned from the same my wife is sitting indian style facing dad talking. I sit and her pussy is on partial display. They are talking about me. As they talked I wanted to test the situation. At a lull between them I said, you may want to check yourself to my wife. She looked at her nipples poking and said to me, am I showing too much, should I get a robe. My dad responded, he said, you are just fine. He doesn't recall all the times he was seen around the house, yard, land, ponds, I could go on. This altered the subject from a lot of innocent things I've done to more of the dares my brother and I did throughout the years. My wife quizzed my dad over and over about stories. He was happily relaying to my wife enjoying the view.

Most of the stories she had heard before but she was really enjoying my dad's perspective. To summarize. My brother and I really enjoyed setting my mom off by doing anything half dressed or not dressed at all. It did not take much for one of us to accept a dare. On occasion even a visiting friend of mom's may or may not have experience us. Either way my dad was telling all. At one point my now drunk wife is 100% into the conversation. She adjusted her legs I assume for comfort. When she did this she left one leg bent at the other she stretched straight and out. She is obliviously listening to my dad, till he looked. She literally has her the entire boxers askew to the side and her full on pussy is on display including a portion of her landing strip. When he noticed he stopped talking and stared. My wife looked down and quickly apologized lifting up and adjusting her boxers closing her legs. Rather than acknowledge the exposure with further apologies she said, keep going, that's nothing you haven't seen before. My dad laughed and said, if that's true why apologize and cover. She said, fine. She assumed the same position. This time not as much was exposed but still plenty. She said, continue. My dad continued to tell the story of me being dared to jump off a cliff naked and swim to the boat that he, my mom and her sister were waiting then my cousin and brother followed with my swim shorts.

Time had passed but no idea from here on. I had to go out for more wood and it was freezing. Snow was still falling and a couple inches on the ground. I returned my wife has to move to allow me to reload the fire and get warm again which interrupted the conversation. This allowed my dad another bathroom visit. My wife is giggling about my history and the fact she had to reexpose herself at dad's request to continue. We both agreed he was enjoying his drunk. When he returned we were both standing warming our asses to the fire. He flopped into the chair smiling and said, I haven't enjoyed such strong peeing in years, how about another. I refilled mine and made him another with less jack Daniel's.

I returned and sat down. My dad asked my wife if she ever had done a dare like I had done. I thought for sure she was going to say no. Instead she responded with, well just before our wedding I did some bachelorette challenges with my big sister from my sorority. He said, is this something you can tell. Smiling she said sure. She refilled her drink and returned. She sat/fell onto the floor in front of us. Pulled one ankle close scooted to the side and stretched her other leg straight and out. Picked her drink up and took a sip placing it back on the floor. She asked, am I ok to begin. No exaggeration, she is overly exposed. We are looking at her swollen wet pussy, lips apart, showing everything. We even see the lower part of her landing strip. I say nothing. My dad didn't miss a beat. He asked, so what was the dare.

For the next however long she told most of the story as I wrote here. The only things she left off was her willingness, lack of embarrassment and a few forgotten or left out points. My dad quizzed her about sallie and her dad's responsesalong with her thoughts. She answered all. My dad did make a comment on several occasions that he sees how we are perfect together. The entire time they are going back and forth she remained in this position. Once the conversation was dying down I asked if I should get more wood or let the fire go out. I was not sure of the time and if either was ready for bed. My dad spoke first and said, it's still early but he would watch the fire if I put some more wood on. My wife laughed and adjusted her sitting. She said I'm not ready either I'm having fun. My dad said to her, it's not my fault you married a fun suckered. They both laughed. He followed with, I'm having the best Christmas. My wife said she wanted to cry but said, me too.

I responded to both with, sure you are having fun at my expense. My wife said yes but I just finished telling a story about me. Dad said I would tell one but I got nothing. Now to the whole reason for the post.

I stood up to go outside and get another load of wood. My dad said how about another drink. I took his glass and walked to the kitchen. I made him and me the same mostly water and a splash of jack. As I walked, I heard my wife ask dad, what you think about a dare for him. Dad said , what you got in mind. From the kitchen I could not tell what was being said. I returned. Setting my drink down I got my jacket to go outside. My wife stood up and flopped into my chair. She said, I have a dare.