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Mike thought he was still dreaming when he awoke to a warm mouth on his morning wood. To his joy it was Betsy on his woman pleaser giving him a tongue bath.
It didn't take long with his wife's expertise. "IIIIIIIIIIII"MMMMMMMMMMMM Cccccccccccuuuuuuummmmmmmmmiiiiiiiiiinnnnnggggggggggggggg!" Mike groaned in pleasure.
Betsy took the proffered load down her throat without spilling a drop. "My-my I had my dessert before breakfast." The sexy nude woman expressed.
"Thanks, I needed that, Betsy."
"You're not finished yet mister. I have breakfast ready, and we will continue later." The delightfully nude woman stated as she stood up and went to the kitchen.
Mike followed scans clothes and they sat to have breakfast in the nude. "I wonder what adventures today will bring?" He mused.
"Today is hump day, it's Wednesday already, before long I will be done with my nude exhibition." Betsy stated in a melancholy voice.
"Take heart my dear we will find another nude gig for you if you like."
"You will help me find another one?"
"Yes, my dear, you look so innocent and beautiful in your nudity, and I enjoy you showing everyone your intimate being. I am proud to be your husband."
Mike dressed in shorts and tee, he had yard work to do, so before they left for Northampton, he spent time outside. Betsy cleaned up after breakfast and lounged around nude as believe it or not, modeling is tedious work. They didn't pursue any more sexaul activity this morning.
It was about ten am when Mike heard a car pull up. He was on the side of the garage and looked to find John pull into the drive. "Oh, shit what is he doing here?" As he walked out to meet him.
"Hi, Mike. "John stated embarrassed. "I was wondering can I talk to you and Betsy?"
"Let me go in and see what she is doing." Mike walked into the house and nervously whispered. "John the Deacon is here and wants to talk to us. Do you think you should put something on?"
"Bring him into the den Mike." Betsy whispered back without acknowledging his question.
Mike brought John into the den to find Betsy in a semi reclined position one leg on the floor and the other against the back of the couch thus she was totally exposed to Mike and their visitor. "Hi John, have a seat, would you like a cup of coffee I have it brewed?"
John took the seat that gave him the best view of the naked lady. "Yes, I would love a cup. Two sugars, black please." Without taking his eyes off the naked ladies pussy.
"I will get it." Mike stated.
John's face was beet red. "Betsy I need your help. I want my wife to be like you. How can I accomplish this? How did Mike get you to model nude?"
Betsy explained to John. "I was a closet exhibitionist, and Mike brought me out for both our enjoyment. You said your wife is very shy? Is that because of her upbringing? Do you see signs she would enjoy being exposed in public?"
Mike walked in with the coffee, gave it to John. He heard the gist of the conversation from the kitchen. "John does your wife have any outward signs that she would like help to be more open-minded? I don't know her well, but she is uptight most of the time, she looks stressed.
" Exactly, ever since the kids have left the nest, she has become very demanding. She becomes belligerent when I try to initiate sex. Then she comes over and feels guilty that she pushed me away, but by that time my passion for her has subsided. She is driving me crazy! Can either of you help me?"
"We will discuss your problem and see what we can come up with. In the meantime, you should sit down with your wife and discuss your concerns and ask why she acts the way she does. Tell her it is destroying your relationship. Open discussions are the only way to solve your differences and then come to a compromise that works for both of you." Mike stated.
"Can I come to the display again today?"
Betsy looked at the stress man and said. "I think you shouldn't come to the exhibition until you let your wife know what you need. I don't like men sneaking around on their wife's. You have to put your big boy pants on and tell her what you're feeling. You may be surprised the outcome. Open communication is what is needed John."
"I guess you're right Betsy. Thanks to both of you for listening."
Mike shook John's hand, Betsy got up and gave the Deacon a full body hug. The nude woman surprised John.
"Well, another crisis averted I think!" Betsy smiled with cautious optimism.
John left the Ford's house depressed. "How am I going to go about talking with Mildred without her biting my head off?"
On the way home Mildred called. "John, Sally, feels better they stabilized her sugar. Can you come to pick me up in Worcester tomorrow morning."
"Yes I will call you before I leave tomorrow."
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When is was departure time for the Ford's, Mike dressed in shorts and Tee, Betsy in a white barely there sundress with elastic top, departed their home, stopped for lunch, and arrived at the club's private parking area at one-forty-five PM. Betsy removed her dress; Mike opened the car door for his wife, and she offered her unfettered pussy for his viewing pleasure. Life is Good!
The couple walked into the undressing room hand-in-hand to the joy of all present.
"I see you have taken to modeling with enthusiasm as you are ready for me to do your hair and makeup." Vance said in his epicene way.
As the group conversed with Betsy, she had her hair done. Today Julia helped Vance with the makeup of her breasts one person on each side to save time. Vance and Julia took turns doing Betsy's pussy lips. She was on the verge of an orgasm when they stopped.
"Greg, can I talk to you alone please." Betsy asked as Greg signaled everyone to leave but Mike.
"I hope she is not having second thoughts?" He thought as he looked at her dark expression.
"I need to get laid before I go out there today is that Okay with you Greg?" Betsy stated to the surprise of her husband and Greg.
"I will be pressed into action! To help a damsel that is horny." Mike thought with excitement.
"Yes, but don't clean up the act Betsy. I wanted to ask you if you would do this but was afraid you would balk at the suggestion." Greg answered with glee.
"You want to see cum dripping out of me when I spread my legs for the patrons, Greg!"
"Yes, I do Betsy. It will be awesome!"
Betsy looked over at her husband. He was so excited that he arose to the occasion.
Greg left and shut the door. Betsy laid back on the makeup table and put her feet in the Stirrups. Mike kicked off his shorts and stepped on the stool that put his pecker in line with his wife's pussy. He spread her legs wider and pulled her forward to insert his pecker in her honeypot. The couple became so excited that they didn't last but a few minutes. Mike made sure his wife came first and he blasted a large load of cum as deep as he could in her pussy.
"I didn't know you had that much cum left in you after this morning?" Betsy stated breathlessly.
"I didn't either?" Mikes answered still impaled in his wife's pussy she was milking his cock with her Kegel muscles to have as much baby batter as she could to slowly leak out of her box during her exposure.
Mike just put on his shorts when there was a knock on the door. "The exhibit will start in five minutes you two." Julia shouted.
Mike helped his naked wife off the couch, Julia knocked and came in the room to help the model with her mask. Betsy walked out into the exhibition room after Julia checked to make sure the mask was on properly and comfortable for the model. Mike went out to the security room and into the exhibition room to eliminate any chance that he will be seen with his wife.
The venue was already filled to capacity with patrons of the arts who anxiously awaited the model's arrival. Betsy regally walked to her posing couch. Sat on it, laid back put one leg over the top of the couch, planted the other firmly on the floor and spread her legs wide for the viewing pleasure of all present.
"I can feel the cum on my lips as I rub them it is slippery on fingers and lubricating my pussy lips. I'm getting horny as I watch the people looking at me and concentrating on my expose box. Most have the look of pure joy on their face. I feel they are worshipping the female body when they look at me. I am performing a service for all women and men." Betsy thought as she rubbed her lady lips in public to the fascination of everyone who watched her.
As the women and men came close to the platform, they were astonished to see the model had the remnants of her sexual encounter escaping her pussy.
Excited murmurs were heard. "The model had sex! Her pussy is dripping their act."
Everyone had to see for themselves as it was a rarity to have a model pose after sexual intimacy and before they cleaned up the act. This made the exhibition more intimate.
"Time to get up and walk around among the patrons. I wonder what questions I will be asked." The model giggled.
She walked to the first group. There was some small talk and a woman asked. "Did you have sex before you mounted the posing couch?"
"Yes, I was mounted before I came out here modeling makes me extremely horny. I was very excited and needed to be hosed down. Did I explain it too you to your satisfaction?" Betsy stated graphically.
"Oh my yes! Thank you for your answer." The woman stated embarrassed by the models detailed answer, the men around her all laughed.
"Are you really enjoying your exposure or did your husband make you model?" Another woman asked.
"He showed me the ad, it was my choice to model. I'm having a ball showing my goods to everyone here." Betsy said as she went onto other groups.
It was time for Betsy to mount the podium and display her luscious wares. "I am becoming addicted to this." She thought as she spread herself out for the patrons viewing pleasure. She clandestinely rubbed her pussy as she lay there in sorrowful thought. "This exhibition will be over in a few days!"
Mike was the first to spot their sons as they circulated the room just as their mother assumed her exposed position on the dais. The stunned father tried to rush to the security room to hide but was cut off by Eric who saw him. "Dad, what are you doing here, we went by the house on the way here from Albany, and wanted to know if you wanted to come to this art exhibit? We couldn't find mom either did she come here with you?"
"No, I dropped her off at MGM. I heard about this art exhibit and decided to come here while mom played the slots. How did you hear about this exhibit?"
