This is my wife Jackie's third exhibitionist experience; beginning with the time she initially exposed herself in the garage, and after that, the park. Those experiences can be found in My Wife Jackie: In The Garage, and Jackie: Taking It Further. The stories are not numbered in chapters because, well, I never know what or when Jackie's going to do.
My wife, Jackie, and I sat at the kitchen table sipping coffee the week following her exposure in the park.
Since then, our sex had been more than dynamite...I couldn't stop picturing my incredible, hot, sexy, wife, standing totally naked against the car...her huge, bare tits swinging as she fingered herself to a squirting orgasm right out in public, in front of a complete stranger...not caring who might see her.
It made my cock swell like hot iron every time I thought about it.
As for Jackie, she said it had been the hottest experience of her life. She'd cum so incredibly hard, squirting her orgasm out all over the ground in front of her, as the young man stood a few feet from her, watching with his jaw against his chest.
She said that nothing in her life had ever turned her on more...it made her pussy gush just to think about it, and she had masturbated to it every day since.
Sipping my coffee across from her, I traced the swell of one massive breast peeking out of the top of her slightly opened robe with my eyes, feeling my cock rise. I knew her nipples were hardening.
"What's next?" I smiled, half-jokingly over the rim of my cup.
Jackie's mouth turned up into that wicked little smile that always manages to stop my heart for a second.
"I've been thinking..." she mused, playing lightly at the edge of her robe and cocking her head to look at me from beneath her bangs, "I wonder if I have the courage though..."
"Courage?" I said leaning forward...totally intrigued. "Courage for what babe?"
Her deep, hazel eyes were far away, watching something only she could see, as she twirled her index finger through a strand of dark hair, pulling it down to her shoulder with her thumb and forefinger.
"Let me show you," she smiled, suddenly, releasing her hair and coming back to the present time.
Standing, the top of her robe fell open to the belt, exposing the insides of her large, luscious cleavage, and most of her breasts. My cock pressed against the front of my jeans.
As she went to the bedroom, I sat wondering what she had in store.
Jackie is pretty creative, especially when she's passionate about something. And lately, it seemed that she'd been very passionate about showing her totally nude body, and even masturbating in public.
I wondered how fate could have smiled on me like that.
A moment later, she returned, standing in front of me in what could only be described as the tinniest, almost non-existent, micro-bikini I had ever seen. It made her wicked weasel look like a beach towel.
Not only was it tiny, but for all intents and purposes, the wispy thin, white material made it nearly transparent.
Two spaghetti-thin straps ran up her shoulders, and around her neck, attached to two strips of material in the front that barely covered her nipples, and left all of her pink aureole exposed. A single strip tied it in the back.
That was it.
As for the bottoms, they consisted of really nothing more than three strings...one around her waist, and one that ran down the front, before expanding into a tiny half-triangle that didn't quite reach the outside edges of her sweet pussy lips, hugging them tightly into a swollen camel toe.
Her neatly trimmed pubic hair was plainly visible underneath it. One string in the back disappeared between her totally bare butt cheeks, covering nothing at all.
The bikini was indecent to say the least.
"if I wore this?" My wife's sweet voice interrupted my reverie.
I looked up dumbly from my seat at her. My cock pounded and throbbed in my pants as I watched her breasts rise and fall.
"Huh?" I said, trying to come back to reality.
"I said," Jackie began, smiling at my condition, "what if I wore this?"
I swallowed hard.
To say that she was actually "wearing" something was pushing it. But the thought of her actually going out in public like that had my hands trembling with excitement.
Jackie's dollar-sized aureole were already swollen out from her breasts.
"Uh, okay," I stuttered. What else should I have said? I couldn't tear my eyes from my wife's hot, horny body, much less the mental picture of her going out in public in such a lewd state of near nudity.
Giggling, she twirled a finger through her hair again, causing her mostly naked tits to shake slightly in front of me.
My cock hurt.
"Well..." she said, sliding into her sandals, "let's go."
Not one to argue with my sex-goddess wife when she's set on a roll, I picked up one of my long sleeve, button-up shirts from the back of the living room chair and handed it to her.
She slid into it.
The hem of the shirt reached just below the swell of her sweet ass cheeks, but didn't quite cover them completely.
She buttoned the front to just under her breasts, leaving most of her cleavage, and awesome tits bared to the world. It was evident that there was no way she could have closed the shirt over them anyway.
"Now you're decent," I joked.
She clearly wasn't.
Nodding, she played along. "We'll have to change that," she winked naughtily at me. Instinctively, my cock jumped and I grabbed at it to adjust myself.
Jackie smiled again at the predicament she was causing.
With me walking beside my scantily clad wife, we made our way to the car in broad daylight...Jackie's tits swaying heavily, threatening to burst free from the ridiculously tiny material that didn't really contain them at all.
We set off for a destination that Jackie had in mind, but that I was as of yet not privy to.
A few miles later, she pointed to the local home improvement center.
"There," she said, smiling that wicked smile again that drives me crazy.
Pulling into the parking lot, I observed that it wasn't too full.
It was a weekday, and I figured that the store would be populated mostly by construction contractors and the like. In other words, there was a good chance that Jackie would be seen by more than a few men.
Stopping the engine, I turned to my wife.
She seemed excited, yet somehow apprehensive as well.
"You okay?" I asked, concerned.
Placing my hand gently on her warm thigh, I said, "You don't have to do this babe," offering her the chance to turn back. "I don't want you to do anything that you're not really comfortable with sweetheart."
Jackie took my hand.
"No," she said, smiling, "ever since the park, I've been fantasizing about this. I want to do it. I want to...expose myself. It's just that...the reality of what I'm about to do is exciting...but kind of scary too...before, it was kind of a spontaneous thing, I hadn't actually planned it out. I just let it happen..."
I nodded...listening.
"But after being naked and masturbating myself in the parking lot of the park in front of a stranger, I should be able to do anything."
She paused a moment.
"Right?" she asked, finally.
I saw her nipples harden into stiff points under the micro-top.
"Well babe," I said, trying to reassure her, "it's totally up to you...but know that I am by your side and always will be whether you decide to continue these adventures or not. The main thing is for you to have fun and enjoy living out your fantasies...even if you choose for them to remain fantasies...and I'll never push you past any line you don't want to cross."
She smiled, hopefully, at me...looking somewhat like a little girl in need of reassurance. My heart melted.
"You don't think I'm...you know, weird or crazy, do you?"
I chuckled gently.
"No babe, not at all...the truth is that I think you are the hottest damn woman I've ever met, and I admire your courage and bravery. So many people long to live out their fantasies, but never do, because they're afraid. Seeing you do this makes me hot as hell. Especially, when other men see you...I'm totally in awe of you babe...and consider myself lucky to be included in your fantasies...but more than that, I'm privileged to be your husband. I've always felt that way. I support whatever you choose, babe."
Jackie squeezed my hand hard. Her eyes were on fire. She was horny.
"Let's do this!" she said, excited, opening the car door.
The walk through the parking lot was uneventful.
There were a few people, mostly working guys, heading to their cars and trucks with carts of materials and such. But most of them were too far away, and too busy in their own worlds to notice the beautiful, nearly naked woman walking beside me.
Looking down at Jackie's bare legs and butt cheeks playing peek-a-boo from under the hem of my shirt, I realized that from a distance, it would be quite conceivable that she would appear to be bottomless.
From the front of course...it was sheer lewdness.
Her giant boobs jiggled and swayed with her walking, hanging out from the shirt. Her thinly covered nipples and exposed aureole were swollen and hard with excitement.
My cock swelled, jamming into the front of my jeans.
"How does it feel babe?" I asked, leaning into her.
"Oh god," she said, nearly breathless, squeezing my hand hard again. "I'm so turned on..."
The first test came as we entered the door. A youngish female employee dressed in an orange apron breezed past with an armful of garden supplies, intent on her mission. As she passed, a few feet from us, she did a double-take at Jackie...stopping in her tracks.
"Hello," Jackie said...squeezing my hand.
The girl stood motionless for a moment, obviously processing Jackie's state of undress. Her eyes widened, dropping to my wife's huge, nearly-exposed breasts, swinging free from the shirt.
"Uhm...hi," she said quickly, taking in Jackie's bared thighs, before darting off quickly in the direction she was headed.
Reaching behind her, I gently rubbed my wife's ass cheeks under the shirt.
Jackie's nipples were hard nubs, jutting straight out, straining the thin material of her micro-top...her aureole was swollen red. I noticed her breasts rising and falling with her breathing.
She was becoming more excited by the moment.
She spun her head, trying to see everywhere at once.
"I'm so wet..." she whispered, as I squeezed first one bare butt cheek, then the other.
"Did you see her reaction?" I whispered back, running my fingers lightly between her butt-cheeks as a middle-aged man passed us, turning his head to stare at Jackie.
"Oh my god, I know...she was in total shock..." my wife breathed low and heavy.
