[Exhibitionist] Teasing or serious

[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.

[Countrylivin]

I was ready for it. I was slightly drunk but ok.
She said, how about you have to go outside and get the wood naked. I said, that's crazy, it's below 20 degrees snowing and windy. She said, fine I double dare you. I'm actually dragging it out. I give excuse after excuse about weather and cold. Eventually my dad said, come on, you swam in ice water duck hunting before colds not a problem. My wife said, Yea. I said fine but you have to do a dare if I do this. Defiantly, she said, ok. In my head I really did not want to do this. I was freezing fully clothed with a jacket but I rationalized that once done then my wife was next. I started to head towards the door to strip. My wife said, the dare starts here, pointing in front of the fire. I said, my dad does not want to see my naked ass this close. Dad raised his glass and said, don't mind me, nothing I haven't seen many times.

I strip naked and start to walk. She said, no shoes. Now I'm completely naked standing in front of them sitting. How about now raising my arms. She looks at dad and said what you think. He is enjoying the crap out of this. He said, looks like he's ready now. My wife said go. When I tell you it was cold I can not explain how cold. The wind was blowing snow everywhere. I slipped at the wood pile and fell in the snow. The more I hurried the slower I went. I finally made it inside soaking wet and freezing. My wife got me a towel as she and dad laughed making comments about all the pink splotches on my body. I stand naked in front of the fire drying off. I even spend time rotating in front of the fire trying to get warm. It was weird that if I faced the fire my front was warm but my back was still freezing. Same for reverse. Eventually I got warm. During this process the comments continued. My dad even mentioned that he hoped that the cold had influenced my lack of manhood otherwise he would have to bear responsibility. They both thought that was hilarious.

I eventually got warm and dressed. I do believe that was the worst dare of my life. My balls are still yet to fall back into the sack.

I sat drinking my mostly water enduring additional comments. My wife and dad continued talking about dares. She mentioned another that I wrote about here when we were fishing and she was tanning topless. She told my dad she fell asleep and trolled her topless by another man fishing. My dad thought this was hilarious. He eventually said to my wife, what's your dare. Either he just reminded her or she was hoping I forgot. She acted innocent says, what do you mean. My dad back tracked thinking he misspoke, oh, I thought you had one when he finished. My wife slighly teased him saying, so you had to remind him. I said, no reminding needed, you two were enjoying another story. I asked are you ready. She said, sure but I'm not trying to carry wood. I look at dad, you got any suggestions for something outside. Dad shook his head no. I said, then go to the atv's and back. She agreed.

I turn on the back flood lights. With the wind blowing I couldn't tell if it was snowing or not. I returned to my chair. I said don't stop short we can see. My wife asked, so I have to strip here. She's standing three feet in front of us. I said, only fair. I guess my dad was taking her questions as her hesitation to strip in front of him. He said, I guess I better let you two finish this alone. Before I could say anything my wife asked, why. He said, you may be uncomfortable doing all this with me seeing. He was really trying to give her an out. My wife did not want to hear this. She asked the following and waited for answers.

Have you watched me tan topless.
Yes
Many times.
Yes
Have you seen me completely naked coming in from mudding.
Yes.
Twice.
Yes.
Have you watched me naked when I am out of the shower.
He paused before saying yes.
Many times.
Again he paused before saying yes.
Have you seen me naked other times
Yes.
Have you seen me today and tonight.
Yes.

She asked, so why are you uncomfortable. He said, honey I'm not at all, I just thought you may be. She laughed and said, I have never been uncomfortable around you. I was about to speak and break this love fest. My wife took the bottom of her tshirt and lifted over her head and off. She's standing facing us topless. He nipples pointing straight ahead and hard. She smiled and said anybody want to leave before I complete this dare. Funny but neither of us said anything. I nodded no and dad just took a sip from his drink. My wife, I'm sure stalling said, good idea and picked up her drink from the floor and killed it as we stared at bare tits. She put the drink down and immediately pulled her boxers to the floor and moved them to the side with her foot. Completely naked facing us from three feet she said, anyone uncomfortable at me doing the dare. We both responded no. Rather than head to the door she started rotating in front of the fire. She said, I need to get hot before. I was shocked at my dad's response. He said, no need. She smiled at him and said, aww that's sweet. She said now. She walked to the door turned to us smiling and out she went. We could hear her squealing. We saw her pass the window heading up the hill running, holding her tits.

I look at dad. I ask are you OK. He asked, how long has she known I watched her after the shower. I said years. He responded really. I said, she said she looks at you as her dad and did not care what you saw just what you think of her. I said, why do you think she wanted to go mudding the second time. She said that if you did not mind seeing her naked, she didn't care either. Her example was when i walk through the house naked after mudding she could too. He asked, what do you think. I said, you know I'm not the modest jealous type. He said, it's been fun tonight, I really needed the distraction. I said, I guess my naked wife would be distracting. He smiled and said, yes, but a very pretty one too. We could hear her squealing returning. We see her run by the window again holding her tits.

She runs through the door to the fire holding her tits. She is soaking wet and her entire body is bright pink. She starts using my towel dying off and I bring her a fresh on. She is haf laughing as she shakes saying she's freezing. Whether she was trying to give us a show or not I never asked but most of her drying process was done facing us sitting in these chairs. Our heads are about even with her crotch. We are watching her tits bounce and sway as she keeps bouncing as she drys. I look at dad and ask, do you think it's the cold weather that has those nipples that hard. He smiled at me and said definitely. She was still shaking and drying but responded in a shaking voice, assholes and smiled. My wife does this move all the time to dry and wrap her hair. She bends way over at the hips throwing her hair forward and drys it as it hangs and wraps it before standing. I love this. I was not expecting it. She turns facing away, her ass is just a few feet in front just above our faces. Feet wide she bends over throwing her hair over. We are looking at a very wet, very pink pussy and butthole. She is rubbing and drying her hair. I look at dad and say, well are you distracted yet. He never took his eyes off her, he smiled and said, absolutely. Still drying and wrapping her hair still bent over she asked, what are you two saying. I said, nothing just enjoying the distraction.

After who knows how long we at there staring quietly at her pussy, butt hole and her tits hanging and swaying she stands. For the next at least fifteen minutes or more we watched as my wife rotated back and forth naked in front of the fire. After she got warm, she took her glass to the kitchen and returned with a full drink. She asked if she could remain naked in front of the fire. I said that's up to dad. My dad raised an empty glass and said, if I can have one more before bed you can do anything that you please. He is smiling big, drunk. I take his glass. As I walk to the kitchen my wife asked, so how's your Christmas week. He said, you two have made my week the best ever.

I made his water with a splash and me the same. I returned with them talking. We sat there for over another hour talking and visiting. After the first twenty minutes or so she ended up sitting on the floor in varying positions never covering facing us. As we let the fire go out we were saying our goodnight. Dad said, thank you two. I said for what. Dad said, for making me feel young again. For including me in your dares. For making me remember what it like to have fun. Again my wife wanted to cry. Still naked she gave him a full on naked hug. She said, thank you for having fun with us. We love you. He then gave my naked wife a hug and said I love you too.

We walk to our bedroom door. As dad walked away my wife said, you know you can always come in and talk to me when I get out of the shower. Dad smiled and said, duly noted.

My wife was so aroused we ended up having sex all over that bedroom. Thank God for alcohol penis.

Friday was 9 degrees. We spent the whole day in the house. Dad and my wife both had massive hangovers. The only mention of the night before I had with my dad was when I asked him if the hangover was worth the previous night. He was back to his one word responses. Absolutely. Roads cleared by Christmas eve. I got a pat on the back from my brother for getting dad drunk. I got an ass chewing from my sister. We left around noon headed home. My wife and I got to catch up in private. All things that I've written were really the same as she told. The only add was when she and dad visited alone Saturday morning.

She said she was worried that he would have a problem after and that he would have a problem that she remained naked on show for us the remainder of the night. I asked if she got more than one word answers. She said yes. She said they sat in the front den drinking coffee. She pretty much asked if he was disappointed in her behavior. He said that he was not at all. He really needed us. He repeated that the two of us are perfect for each other and he had wanted to have a night of drinking but did not want to do it alone. He did ask her if she was a nudist. She said she laughed but told him no. I was surprised at how honest she was with him. She told him she's more of an exhibitionist and enjoyed the reactions she received. He asked if he had the appropriate reactions. She asked, did you look and keep looking. Ok. She asked if this made him think of her differently. He said it only makes him look forward to our visits more. She said that he even told her that he enjoyed her naked hug. She said that embarrassed her a little.

[2dollarbills]

I always love reading her adventures. Needless to say I wish I was your dad.

[Countrylivin]

We have not had any opportunities to have some fun with exposures since Christmas. My wife and I have talked to dad weekly. The reason for this post is to add some perspective from my dad. This has obviously been on his mind since we left. Also as for me, my wife now wears SpongeBob and Tabasco boxers with tshirts every evening around the house. The gap or leg hole in some sitting positions give me varying views of her pussy which just takes me back to Christmas. She is completely unintentional about exposing and I've said nothing but enjoy the view and relive. She has also added a white tank top tshirt that gives a hint of her pink nipples and areolas. I'm sure she is aware but again I've said nothing but hope that a buddy may drop by unannounced.

Now to the post. Two weeks ago I am driving home and dad calls me. He is in town at a liquor store and wanted to know the name of the man on the liquor we had at Christmas. I tell him Jack Daniel's. He purchased and we talked as we both drove home. We discussed the proper way to mix along with other mixers. From out of nowhere he asked if my wife told me about their conversation just before we left. I told him generally. He said that he was just wondering when she told me about him seeing her. I told him that it was within the last year. He seemed a little shocked but asked what she told me. I asked him if there was an issue. He said that it's just been on his mind. I asked him why. I can not explain or describe dad's conversational skills. He is to the point and short with his questions and responses. He said that when my wife asked each of the questions about if he has seen her at Christmas, after we left he thought about it and he has been feeling bad. I again ask why does it make you feel bad. He said he feels like a creepy peeping Tom.

I actually laughed out loud and said, you do not need to fell bad or any other way. He said that over the years he did stop and watch her. I said I obviously know and so does she. He responded yes but I didn't walk away. I responded that neither would any other red blooded male and some females. At that point he abruptly ended with, well I'm home and ill talk to you later. We talked again that weekend but nothing was mentioned. He talked to my wife several times and me several times over the next two weeks nothing mentioned. Now this past Saturday. I had an afternoon golf outing with my buddies. We did not finish till just before dark. As I'm loading my clubs and bidding all a goodbye dad calls. I tell him I'll call back. Once on the road for an hour drive I text my wife I'm on the way and call dad back.

We talk about my golf game initially but the conversation was different. He was happy and talkative. I ask him if he finally opened his bottle. He said my sister just left and he's on his first attempt at mixing his own. We discuss. During the drinking conversation he said, I've been thinking about what you said. I asked about what. He said feeling bad about over the years watching her. I laughed out loud again and said, this really bothers you. He said it did. I said, would it help if I explain. Yes. I told him that my wife tans topless and sometimes nude when we are alone at home. She wears boxers and tshirts around our house. She never closes a door at our house unless we have company. When we went mudding she did as I have done and stripped. She has no problem or issues that you have seen her naked or will see her naked. I continued, her thoughts are and were since prior to getting married, he has seen everything so why hide it.

He in his new found liquor inspired happiness asked, so why are you not angry. He continued, you know I intentionally watched her. I said I did not understand I thought I explained it. He said you did but if I knew she was outside tanning I went to look. If I knew she was in the shower I walked by several times till I caught her. If you guys went fishing I would come watch. He said, even at Christmas i sat in the chair in the kitchen on purpose and talked that long just to see her. None of this makes you mad. I said, not at all. I again asked if he wanted me to explain again. Yes.

My response, I told you how she dresses or tans at our house. She does the same at yours. Since she knows that you have pretty much seen every inch of her she sees no reason to change. Something that may surprise you, she also enjoys the attention. He responded that's what she said, she called it exhibit. I laughed and said exhibitionist. Yes. I followed with there are times when she is completely unaware that she is exposed. He asked, so what do i do. I said, enjoy the show.
The summary of the rest of our conversation was he understood that she acts no different at his home than she does at ours with the only difference is he's there and they both may enjoy these occasions.

Before we ended the call I asked if he understood and felt better. He said he did and hopes that his questioning did not offend her. I said she will not know of the questions. He said good. He then asked when will we visit again that he has an almost full bottle. I laughed and said you know we always bring our own and it's always up to scheduling and my wife for traveling. We talked a little more about other things before ending. I then called my wife and relayed most. She was happy I did explaining rather than her.

I arrived home. My wife was smiling at me when I walked into the house. She said not long after I called dad called her. They also started talking about his drinking. He told her some of our conversation and said he hoped she continued treating his home as ours. She assured him we always do. He then spent the remainder of the call pressing her to commit to a visit. She said that the liquor was talking mostly and he was very talkative. By the end of the call she assured him she would check with me and see about a weekend visit this Friday. If nothing changes we will be on the road Friday. She was wearing her partially see-through white tanktop tshirt. She asked if I thought that it was proper sleepwear at dads.

If we do visit and any exposures happen, it will be somewhat repetitive. Is that something to post?

[eviltwin]

Originally Posted by Countrylivin

If we do visit and any exposures happen, it will be somewhat repetitive. Is that something to post?

Absolutely! Love the stories!

[looksalot]

Agree. Keep 'em coming.

You're a good storyteller. They're all fun to read.

[Countrylivin]

I had some time sitting in my office and decided to see what's posted on OCC. Whether one can tell or not I have struggled to explain what my wife feels about exposures and more importantly what I feel when "supporting" or enjoying the experience. Today I read a post by shihoin called social nudity and people looking.

I am so glad I did read this. The postings by OCC members gave me a lot more clarity in what is happening and my questions after.

After reading it i felt like I was reading my thoughts. I keep trying to define what transpires and why. As one posted, putting the activity and likes in a box. Better yet. Trying to label my wife's enjoyment of being exposed and my enjoying hearing about it or witnessing. Indym posted, labels comfort us and somehow insulate us from what others think, and I'll add and what we think ourselves.

In trying to cautiously explain to my dad has been a struggle. Nudism, exhibitionist or candualism. Which box or boxes do we fit. Which definition or definitions do we fit. That has been a struggle.

Upon reading responses several times I have to agree with the original poster. Its all about what the wife is comfortable with. My feelings aside, she is in control of how and when she is seen. Prior to her revealing her feelings and activities to me she spent years concealing her true wants, needs and desires.

Of what I have read it is irrelevant what box or definition either of us fall into. She enjoys being exposed. I enjoy hearing about her experience from her perspective and I also enjoy witnessing. To those and others I mentioned in that post, Thank You.

We discussed our trip to dad's last night. We leave after work so a late arrival. While talking she said, did I tell you the time...... I said no. She proceeded to tell me about a girl's trip she took. I absolutely remembered the trip I was jealous she went and I stayed. After her story, we tore the bedroom apart having sex. The reason I could have started this post with this last paragraph. She is in control of how when and where and I'm along for the ride.

[Countrylivin]

We made the trip to dad's but a week later.

This will be two post in one. First the long drive down and then the visit.

I'm in my office Friday and receive a text from my wife saying she was home and could we leave earlier for flashing truckers in daylight. Arranged to be home by 3:30. She text she would have the truck packed. I arrived on time and she meets me at the door drink in hand saying she packed our bags and the truck. She is looking hot as hell. She's wearing tight black leggings with the ever present thigh gap. Her top was a very tight red long sleeve under armour workout shirt braless. Her nipples were poking the fabric to the point I thought they would rip through. Another thing was I could see the slightest impression of her swollen areolas. After a quick change of clothes we were on the road.

In my truck were throw pillows from the house on the console and her seat. I asked why. She reclined the seat some and placed pillows on the console and against her seat and console. She rotated laying facing the window, left foot on the floor and right leg bent with her calf resting on the armrest. She said this is comfortable and I don't have to turn my head to see it a driver is looking. I thought about suggesting she remove her leggings and panties giving a driver a full on view of her spread open pussy but kept it as a thought. She returned her seat back to its original position. We talked about trucks and she explained what she wanted to do.

We stopped at a truckstop just off the interstate entrance to fuel up. She said she was going inside to use the restroom and get a snack. I mentioned her top possibly showed a little too much. She flipped the visor down looking at the mirror playing with her braless tits saying, you can not see through this top I checked. I agreed and pulled up to the last pump away from the entrance and started the pump. She jumped out and headed in. There were quite a few vehicles at other pumps and people streaming in and out. She walked like she had no care in the world. I watch a man stop as he exited. He watched her walk the remaining way and opened the door for her smiling. He turned and looked again as he walked to his car. I complete filling the truck and sit waiting. She eventually walked out with a small bag in hand. Even from the long distance I can flat tell she is braless bouncing and swaying. We get on the interstate and she said she had several guys follow her around the store so she took her time. She also said several women gave her mean looks including the cashier. She thought it was funny.

We passed a trucker within the first few miles she looked and said they made eye contact. She waited several more miles before peeling off the top and getting into the afore mentioned position. She then folded the top length ways to a maybe five inch ribbon and placed it across her tits. At first sight I'm sure she appeared to be topless with shoulders and her midriff bare. Her initial directions to me was to slowly pass and if they looked she would flash them.

Rather than go through each trucker I have three that stood out. To start off it was hit and miss. The first three or four did not look even at me very slowly passing. We then came on a line of three. Each driver looked and she removed the top flashing tits to each. It continued for another hour of daylight. My best guess is she had her tits out for ten to fifteen truckers. She was super excited. She got a range of gestures in return, from thumbs up to the OK sign to clapping. All were happy to be seeing her tits. The three that stood out.

First, we approached a truck pulling a long box trailer. I can see most of the drivers partially in the side mirror so I describe to her what I see. On this truck I could only see a small part and said younger white guy. When we get to the window the driver casually looks over and smiles. I was wrong. It was a rather masculine female. My wife said, she's a girl. The driver then still smiling gives her a thumbs up and motions with her hand to remove her cover. My wife said, should I. I said, sure. She flashes the lady and she responded clapping and repeated her thumbs up gesture. My wife said pass and I did. After covering again my wife said, that's a first. I asked what. She said, flashing my tits to a female driver. She kept giggling I asked why, she responded, that was her first lesbian experience. We both laughed.

The last two trucks we passed were the best. Up until this time if the driver looked I paused. If they seemed receptive she would give them a three or four second viewing and once she got a reaction she would say pass and I would. We had hit a long up and down hills portion of the interstate and light was fading. She asked if I saw any trucks ahead. As I topped a hill I see two trucks topping one a few miles ahead. She asked if I could catch them before dark. She's not happy when I speed excessively. I said sure. She said instead of pausing, if they are OK, stay beside them till I tell you. I flew to catch them. Both trucks are non sleepers pulling flatbed trailers with something wrapped in plastic. Both same company. One was a bit ahead of the other.

First truck we pull along side and I say, appears to be an older white man. We slowly get to the cab and it was. He glances over and does a double take then smiles really big. My wife gives him a shy half wave as I'm pacing his window. Still smiling he waves back and points to her partially cover tits. She points at them and still smiling he's nodding yes. She removed the top exposing her tits to him. He gives her both thumbs up and the OK sign. She said thank you. I said he can not hear you. He is saying something after several slow times I tell her he is saying beautiful. She says thank you slowly to him. I said shake them at him. She said ok but pass after. She then shook her shoulders back and forth causing her tits to shake. He says something along with another thumbs up. My wife said pass. I did.

The second truck was a bit ahead and I got to him and pace along side his trailer. I could see him clearly in his side mirror looking back talking on his radio. He is straining looking. I said, i believe the other truck is talking to him now he's waiting and looking back in his mirror. I think he had adjusted the mirror cause I could see his face clearly not partially. She said really, is he younger. I said not really, he is very dark black and bald. She said, I was hoping the last one would be a young one. She then took off the shirt and said I guess I don't need this if he's waiting. I then progress forward. I believe when we got just behind the cab he could see her tits because he started smiling and talking into the radio. I paused to check and he also slowed. My wife said, would you get up there already. I said he is looking at you now. She just said oh, ok. I then moved up to his window. He says something in the radio and hangs it on the visor. He looks with a big smile. My wife said, look he's missing half his front teeth. I looked and he was. We paced for a good five seconds with him gesturing and saying something we could not tell. My wife then starts at the base of both tits and squeezes up to and finishing at her nipples then released. He enthusiastically showed his approval. She then did it again. I said you should shake them to him again. She sat up and shook her tits several times facing him. Once done she waved and said pass. I did.

Later that night in bed we had a very vigorous sex session as we recalled the last trucker and his approving reactions. That was the last flash. She put on her top and slept most of the rest of the drive.

We arrived earlier than expected and once unloaded sat in the den talking to dad eating the takeout food we got in town. I'm sure dad enjoyed the view of her tits in that top. Later we went to bed. Saturday morning I get up for coffee. Dad is sitting in the den already drinking coffee. We visit awhile. I hear my wife in the bedroom. She asked if I would go in town and get doughnuts for breakfast. I ask dad and he wanted some also. I ask her if she wanted to come. No she was going to take a bath. I leave. I run into a highschool friend at the doughnut Hutt and spend time talking. I get back and my wife is fully dressed talking to dad. They are discussing going to some sort of outdoor sale that would take all day. The day passes with them leaving early going to this market/sale while I go fishing in one of the ponds to avoid going.

That night dad cooked late so my wife changed into her white tank top and Tabasco boxers. We eat staring at the hint of her nipples. After eating my wife moved several boxes of old pictures and photo albums into the den and sat on the floor sorting and going through them. She had me bring several more boxes. Most of the time she is sitting with a box between her legs. Legs open wide, pussy on full display. Nothing said or mentioned. Dad eventually got on the floor to assist, I'm sure to continue getting this view. This went on for several hours. Turns out while they were gone dad asked if she could help sort the boxes so he could give pictures to each of the kids. Once done everyone went to bed.

In the bedroom I said, well I guess everything is just normal. She asked what I mean. I said, your nipples are somewhat visible and nothing was said. Your pussy was on display for hours and nothing was said and no one mentioned having a drink so I guess your exposures are just normal. She laughed and said I don't think it matters. I asked why. She said that they discussed everything this morning and on the trip. So she began to elaborate.

After I left she went to take a hot bath. While laying in the tub dad came into the bedroom and asked if she would be interested in going to a nearby town with him to go through their markets and outdoor sales. She agrees. He returned minutes later dressed to go. She's still in the tub door open. He walks in and said he's ready when she is. They can not see each other. She said she had washed and was soaking till the hot water turned warm. She asked what type of market were they going to attend. He starts explaining and describing. She asked if he could come to the door so she could hear. She said he hesitantly came to the open door looking down at her in the tub. She asked him if he was uncomfortable around her naked. He said no, not really. She said, well you have seen every inch of me by now so I don't want us to ever be uncomfortable. She said she went on to explain how she and I talk as she takes a hot bath and she has no issues doing the same now. She said dad responded with he felt the same so if she didn't mind he didn't.

He walked in and sat on the toilet telling her about this town sponsored even. My jaw was on the bed as she talked. She said once the water was warm after about five minutes she stood up and asked if he would hand her a towel. He did. It's a relatively small bathroom. She thought he would leave. He didn't. He continued talking as she dried off just standing in front of him. Once dry, she said she thought she would warn him. She said, I'm about to wrap my hair. All he said was OK and continued talking. She said she turned her back to him, opened her legs and backed toward him so she would not hit her head on the wall and bent over throwing her hair forward. She said looking down my dad's shoes were between her legs. As she wrapped her hair he was silent. She paused, stood and turned facing him he was still silent. She said smiling I asked him was that too much too close. She said he responded plainly, no, not at all.

She said he accompanied her into the bedroom and sat in the chair at the end of the counter as she asked questions and he answered while drying her hair applying face cream and makeup. She said that she did another thing to see if he reacts. He was sitting in the chair she normally sits on to apply her body lotion. She moved the bench seat out and faced him. As they talked she said she applied her lotion everywhere. I looked over, the bench and chair were still in the same positions. Three feet apart. I asked everywhere. She said yes. She described how while sittig she lifted her foot onto the bench opening her legs as she rubbed lotion from foot to knee then the other. She said dad stared at her pussy but continued talking. She admitted that she was a little embarrassed that he was witnessing her arousal but continued. She said he watch her whole process including lotioning her tits and nipples. She said he even watched as she dressed. She said the whole process was faster than her normal slow take her time process.

When they moved to the den to wait on me she asked dad if him talking to her as she bathed and dressed bothered him. He said, not at all that he hoped she wasn't bothered. She told him that she was not. She asked if this was the end of the questions about her nudity or should she be more concerned about being modest. He told her that he was absolutely fine with her the way she is and did not want to change anything. Nothing else was said and they continued talking about their trip till I arrived.

Sunday everything was just normal we had a great time. Before we left dad wanted to say something. My dad is not an emotional person. Not a lovey, touchie tell you how he feels person. We are at my truck he said I need to say something. We both stand there looking quietly. He said, it has been hard for me since your mom passed. He continued, I've taken for granted the times you two have visited. Looking at my wife he said, yesterday morning talking to you and spending all day with me just shows me how much you care and I love you like my own daughter, never change. He looked at me and said, I hope she tells you about yesterday. I've always said you two were perfect for each other, I love you. We didn't know how to respond. My wife, with tears in her eyes gave him a long hug a telling him how much she loved him. Me, I just said, I love you too. After, he said now go, get on the road and be safe.

I guess now, our visits will be, just normal. I did accuse my wife of being a closet nudist several times on the way home. She just agreed.

[zoetic]

Originally Posted by Countrylivin

She said, I'm about to wrap my hair. All he said was OK and continued talking. She said she turned her back to him, opened her legs and backed toward him so she would not hit her head on the wall and bent over throwing her hair forward. will be, just normal. I did accuse my wife of being a closet nudist several times on the way home. She just agreed.

Sounds like you had an awesome weekend, and thanks for sharing it with us! Also sounds like your dad had the best weekend ever... Lucky bastard. I do have a few questions if you don't mind.

When she bent over to wrap her hair, about how far away was her ass from his face? And is she completely shaved?

Next time you visit, are there any more boundaries you can push? For example, hugging her and holding her ass open? Or something along those lines? Anything that might open her up a bit more could be pretty exciting and a little further than normal nudist stuff.

However, I have to say your updates are one of the main reasons I check back in on this forum!

[Menorca]

Thanks a lot, dear Countrylivin...

Your story is so hot, so horny...

There are some parallels to my wife, who already had herself photographed naked as a young girl, but was often ashamed at the time. Today no more problem...

Then I passed her photos, first without, then with her knowledge, and she was very ashamed. But after some time she found it more and more exciting. Yes, and when I told her who had seen her naked or masturbating in photos or videos, she was totally wet and we had horny sex.

After that, siie was on vacation more often topless and soon completely naked, and I and then other acquaintances were allowed to photograph them so. And not only on the beach, but also in the hotel complex or on balconies and terraces.

Soon I showed her naked to others at home, in the sauna or when changing in public, and she gradually lost her shame.

But it did not stop there: we opened our relationship 6 1/2 years ago and we only also have fun with other couples or men and women. Yes, really good sex,

I hope it will happen to you soon, because it has enriched our lives a lot...