My Wife TLC: The Pink Romper

[Louis Garden]

My wife's initials are TLC. The following story is about her and her little one piece pink romper. It took place in the 1980s when she was a yong woman and my new wife. By the way, she is still my wife and is hotter than ever. I will post more stories about her in the coming days, but first, I want to tell you about her pink romper.

TLC can be seen in the following photo wearing the romper, one of her favorite casual outfits. She always said she loved it because it was very comfortable. That may have been true, but I think she also loved wearing it because of the effect it had on my me...and on other men too. As you can see, this little outfit forms very nicely around her young hot body. Whenever she wore it, she was sure to display nipple pokies as she wore no bra under it. Her movements, bending especially, ensured she showed a generous amount of sweet ass cheek, and occasionally, she even displayed a very inviting bit of camel toe. Oh how I loved her pink romper.

On the day I took this photo, we were strolling along a trail in the Ozarks just outside of Branson, Missouri. TLC had been driving me crazy all day because I knew that all she had on under her romper was a tiny thong (because no panty lines would show through the thin cotton material of the outfit). I had been noticing guys checking her out all morning, and I won't lie, that always turned me on. Anyway, all she was wearing that day was four items of clothing, two of which were her flip flops, the others of course were her romper and her thong. I also knew how easily the romper slid off her body.

We had been enjoying our walk, TLC had been flirty as could be, and I was horny as hell. She knew she was driving me crazy, and that she had turned a few other heads that day too. I couldn't wait to get her back to our cabin so I could fuck her. So I didn't wait.

We had not passed anyone on the trail for some time, and being that we were on a fairly isolated stretch of the path, I though I would take my chance. I stopped her from walking, took her in my arms and kissed her, and then, before she could stop me, my hands slid down to the top of her romper, and with one swift movement, pulled it out down off her lovely tits, down her hips, grabbed her thong waistband along the way, and pulled both garments down to her ankles.

Totally surprised, she gasped and gave out a little girly scream, but she didn't move to cover herself. In fact, she stepped out of the clothing around her ankles, out of her flip flops, and stood before me totally naked. On the trail. Where anyone could see her. She put her hands on her hips, gave me a devilish smile, and gifted me with a slow seductive turn.

I would like to tell you that I took her right there. Or that she dropped to her knees and gave me the best blow job ever. But in truth, we heard voices approaching on the trail, so she hurriedly pulled on her romper, just in time, before a family passed us on the path. If they saw her thong still lying on the trail, they didn't say anything. Needless to say, that close call only made us hornier, so we raced backed to our cabin and fucked like animals for the rest of the afternoon.

And that's the story of TLC and her little Pink Romper.