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Bob didn't know he would be window shopping tonight but if everything went as planned he would have an early Christmas. My wife and I can be very generous on occasion and tonight was an occasion.
My wife and I were married 2 years after high school. I didn't discover until twelve years later that she loved to show off her body. An even bigger surprise was that I loved her doing it.
Joan's wardrobe should have been my first clue. She favored short dresses, loose tops and tight shorts. She had one knit jumpsuit that was like a second skin. She wore the jumpsuit to the family Christmas party one-year without any panties or bra. My cousins and uncles couldn't keep their eyes off her.
Her small tits would bounce around and the tight knit left little to the imagination about the shape of her ass and hinted at a camel toe. She has probably become a family legend.
Joan is 34 years old and the mother of our three sons. She has maintained a reasonably good body with small but very pretty tits; nice legs and a heart shaped ass to die for.
I'm your normal average guy (in all respects) except that I get sexually excited when some guy gets a look at my wife's naked body.
A little over a year ago we were attending my son's little league baseball game and I caught Joan exposing herself. We were in the bleachers and our family dentist was positioned two rows below. Whenever he would glance our way (often!) my wife would let her legs fall open. She was dressed in a short dress and had pulled the hem even higher when she sat down. From a seat below there would be no need to guess as to what was under that dress.
At home, after the game, I confronted her while the boys were out playing. She tried to deny it but I reconstructed the scene with a mirror demonstrating what the dentist could see. She started to sob and say she was sorry but her swollen wet pussy belied her remorse. My rock hard cock pushed any jealous anger out of my head and we made wanton, passionate love. That day we embarked on a new lifestyle and a recharged marriage.
If she's in the proper mood Joan is a willing participant in my schemes to expose her body to other men. She claims she wants to do what makes me happy but what she doesn't know is that I'm aware of the many times she shows off her body when I'm not around.
Example: One of my friends told me, in beer-induced state, that my wife had the greatest ass he'd ever seen. I jokingly passed the comment on to Joan. Since that time whenever Duane is around she wears the tightest shorts or shortest skirt she can find. I have a couple of other friends Joan "dresses" for but I never let her know I'm aware.
You're probably wondering who's Bob. Bob is our neighbor. He's a handsome blonde guy about ten years our junior. He's married and has one baby. His wife is pretty but seems sort of stuffy. We don't socialize as families but Bob stops by often to chat.
Unknown to her I've watched Joan give Bob an eyeful of tit or ass on a few occasions. We have a garden and when Bob's around Joan is always innocently picking weeds or something. She bends at the waist allowing a great view from either the front or back.
One afternoon when I came home from work Joan was just getting out of the shower.
"How was your day?" I asked.
"Not good, the lawn mower didn't want to run," she replied.
"Luckily Bob came down and helped me work on it. It took almost an hour but we got it going again," she said, "It was late by then so I put it away and came in to shower."
I was about to shower myself when I noticed Joan's old electric toothbrush on the shelf in the bathroom. I know she uses it to masturbate by holding it between her pussy lips and letting it vibrate her clit. We use it sometimes in our sessions so I know it really gets her off. I looked in the hamper and the sole contents were a pair of black and white checked shorts that leave about an inch of her ass cheeks showing and a very thin blouse, no underwear.
The blouse would be almost transparent in sunlight and with the top two buttons open Bob would have had a wonderful afternoon view. When you can look at pretty tits it takes a lot longer to start a mower.
I had a raging hard-on as I thought about Bob at home probably jacking off and thinking of my wife's beautiful little tits. Joan was probably also thinking about him jacking off when she was using the toothbrush.
I asked her to come into the bathroom and do me a favor. She came in, took one look at my hard dick and dropped to her knees. Joan ran her tongue up and down my shaft and swirled it around the head. She then took my cock all the way into her mouth.
Bobbing her head up and down she had me past the point of no return in no time. I pulled out and she jacked me off the rest of the way capturing the jetting semen in toilet tissue. I didn't mention my suspicions about how she spent the afternoon.
The plan to give Bob a show started to form when I noted that Bob goes out with friends on Friday nights and usually returns around midnight. I think they go coon hunting or running fox dogs or something.
I formulated a plan for Joan to give Bobbie boy a real show and presented the idea to Joan during a touchy feely session in bed. At first she was resistant, not wanting to be to brazen or play so close to home.
"Wouldn't you like Bob to see your tits?" I said while caressing her titties and rolling her great nipples betweenmy fingers.
"Your ass will drive him crazy." I rolled her over and started to knead and kiss that extraordinary posterior running my tongue up and down the valley.
"Just think of the view you will give him when you bends over and pull your panties down. His cock will be hard as steel."
Joan was getting hotter and hotter as I described what would take place. After the conversation and the petting Joan agreed to think about it.
Since she was on her belly I crawled over her and took her from behind doggie fashion. I slipped my hands under her body and squeezed her tits. Sliding my cock in her cunt I felt the heat and knew she had already made up her mind.
The plan was for Joan to dress up completely with a nice dress, sexy underwear and high heels. We would wait until Bob came home and Joan would undress in front of the window as if we were getting ready for bed after a night on the town.
We picked the following Friday. Joan made arrangements for the boys to stay at Grandma's.
Late Wednesday night I turned some lights on in the rooms facing Bob's driveway. I then walked very quietly up to Bob's and checked out the view. The downstairs bedroom with only the light from the closet proved to be the perfect stage.
From the time we made the decision to give Bob the show things seemed to heat up between Joan and me. We couldn't keep our hands off each other and there was a love between us both caring and passionate. It was like we were teenagers again. We lovingly kissed and petted whenever the boys were elsewhere. I couldn't wait to get home each night to take her in my arms, kiss and fondle her.
Though our feelings for each other were stronger than they'd been for years we did not make love during the days prior to the event. We savored the anticipation. During those days we had cuddling sessions. I would kiss Joan and run my hands lovingly over her body realizing how very deeply I loved her. After 14 years I was wildly in love with the woman I married.
