A couple months ago my wife, Jeanette, and I were driving through Nevada from Colorado to visit my mother. Around 8 pm, we decided to quit for the night and stopped at a reasonably inexpensive, but clean motel.
We found it just inside the edge of town...one of those two-story chain motels where the building wraps around the pool at the center.
Being that it was a Monday night, and the parking lot wasn't very full, I figured that we'd probably be able to get a room on the first floor, right next to the parking lot for an easy departure the following morning. I was wrong, however, because we ended up on the second floor, in the center of the building.
But after driving all day, I wasn't much in the mood to argue.
Jeanette stripped off as soon as we entered the room, tossing her clothes on a chair in the corner, while I changed into shorts and t-shirt. Opening the small ice chest I'd brought for the trip, I popped two wine coolers, and passed one to her.
I sat next to my naked, cross-legged wife on the bed as we sipped our drinks. Jeanette often goes nude around the house at home...granting me a show of her perfect C cups and dark, neatly trimmed bush...something that I appreciate very much.
Handing her second wine cooler, I scooted closer and played with her naked outer thigh, watching her pert, pink nipples stiffen a bit.
About five minutes later, she smiled, showing me her empty bottle.
"Wow babe," I said opening a third and handing it to her, "you're thirsty tonight huh?"
My cock twitched, rising in my shorts at the prospect of sex with each empty bottle.
Jeanette is pretty open-minded about most things, but five or six wine coolers, prodded by a little bit of hot foreplay, usually turns my sexy brunette into a cock hungry slut...another fact for which I am profoundly grateful.
Her nipples stiffened into hard nubs, pointing straight out, as I ran my hand over her bare outer thigh, and down to her luscious butt cheek, stopping for a squeeze.
"I want to take a dip," she said out of nowhere, smiling at me.
"A dip?" I asked, disappointed. I wanted to take a dip too, but not in the water.
"You mean, like, in the pool?"
"Yah silly," she laughed, "where else?"
Noticing the way her hot breasts jiggled, my cock swelled harder, straining against the front of my shorts.
"But babe," I protested, "I was hoping for some, well...you know..."
She smiled in return.
"Besides," I went, hoping to convince her, "the pool's closed. Sign says no swimming after 9 p.m."
"Oh, pffft," she said, sticking her tongue out at me. Standing, I watched her sexy, naked form move as she walked to the window and opened the curtain.
"There's nobody out there," she argued, "besides, I don't think they'd really care."
My face fell.
"Tell ya what," she said, smiling at my disappointment, "I'll go naked..."
My heart stopped for a second. Jeanette is a hot woman, and as I said before, she's pretty open-minded, but for as long as I'd known her, she'd never even hinted at the idea of going naked in public before.
"What?" was all I could say.
Grinning devilishly, she fiddled with one nipple, looking down at it, pulling it erect. "I'll go naked," she stated flatly again.
"You mean you'll go naked at the pool?" I repeated still somewhat dumbstruck by her announcement.
"Yup," she smiled.
The thought of seeing my gorgeous wife totally nude outside at the pool was exciting as hell...my cock jumped and pounded at the mental picture.
"Uh...okay." I agreed. What else should I have said?
"But," I went on, adding my own element of excitement to the idea, and to see what she would say, "you have to leave your clothes in the room, and walk down and back totally naked."
Still fiddling with one stiff nipple, she appeared to mull on it a second.
"Fine," she said, with another wicked smile. "I'll leave my clothes here."
With that, I stood up. My hard cock formed a tent at the front of my shorts.
"I see you're ready," Jeanette smiled, eyeing my hard on.
Opening the door, I peered out. Lights burned in a few windows on both floors around the complex. I knew that there was the chance that someone might see her, but that only fueled the excitement of the situation in my mind.
Other than that, there were no signs of life around the darkened swimming pool.
"Okay," I said, smiling at my naked wife, "coast is clear...ready?"
Taking a deep breath, she exhaled, making her sweet naked tits rise and fall.
"Ready," she said.
Grabbing the card key, I opened the door wide, and my wife stepped out, totally nude onto the walkway. I followed, closing the door behind us.
She set off, and I followed a few paces behind her, reveling in the way her dark hair fell to just above her bare ass cheeks. Her naked ass swayed and moved as she walked, teasing my cock into a state of throbbing frenzy.
"God you're hot," I said, almost in a whisper, not wanting to arouse attention.
Turning to look over one bare shoulder, she smiled at me.
We'd gone a few steps when we approached a window with the light on. The curtains were open.
"Want me to go first?" I offered, thinking of her safety.
Without answering, Jeanette walked on, totally naked, passing in front of the window without flinching.
As I passed the window, I turned my head quickly to see an older man reclining in front of the television. He never looked away, and apparently wasn't even aware that a gorgeous, stark naked woman had just passed him right by.
So far, so good.
The next couple of windows were dark, and we moved along the walkway with the pool below us.
Stopping in front of a door with the bluish light from a television shining through the window, Jeanette turned....facing it, she rolled her stiff nipples between her forefingers and thumbs, teasing me.
"What the hell are you doing?" I whispered, "you're gonna get caught."