My wife is a naughty exhibitionist! You probably would never know it from the way she dresses in public. Most of the time she dresses modestly so as to not draw too much attention to herself. She'll look like a married women who isn't interested in having sex with anyone other than her husband. But, when the situation allows it, she may be quite flirtatious and uninhibited as to what she wears and how she behaves.
The story that I'm going to tell you about took place almost exactly one year after Susan and I were married. She was 24 years old and I was 29. My name is Bill, by the way.
Before I go any further, I think there are a few things you should know about Susan:
If you were to meet my wife, you would think that she's very sweet. She is warm and friendly and she has a nice smile.
Susan was born in Hong Kong and adopted by an American family when she was only two years old. She has long straight black hair and brown eyes.
She is very petite, being only 5 feet 2 inches tall and weighing 115 pounds. Her skin is smooth all over. She has little feet.
She wears glasses with blue-colored plastic frames. She also likes to wear earrings and other jewelry.
Her arms are quite strong because of the kind of work she does. She works for a food service company and she has to lift heavy boxes of soda pop.
As I said, most of the time when in public she'll dress relatively modestly.
One time when we were visiting my older friend, Joe, at his senior citizen apartment, I gave him my cell phone to take some pictures. We were sitting on the sofa facing him. It was summer and Sue and I had just gone out for dinner. She was wearing a loose-fitting skirt and a white cotton blouse. Just as he was going to take the pictures, I started to pull her skirt up. She kept saying, "Bill, don't do that", but I did it anyway. She was embarrassed but not too badly as she was laughing while I was doing that. Joe thought it was great and he told me to pull her skirt up even higher. He got a couple of very nice pics of her thighs and panties.
In contrast to her usually modest attire, when she sunbathes on our back patio during the summer, she usually wears a rather skimpy bikini. We live in a small two-bedroom condo townhouse and our little patio isn't all that private.
She told me about an incident that happened with our neighbor. He lives in the unit adjoining us and is in his late thirties and divorced. He happens to be an attorney. She told me that he was talking to her while she was sunbathing and that she could tell that he was getting "a little bothered" by her lack of clothes.
It didn't help our neighbor any that my wife had untied the upper string of her bikini top, leaving only the lower string to hold it on. You can imagine how much of her chest showed when she did that. But she figures that it's HER patio and she should be able to get as much sun on her body as she wants. Besides, she hates tan lines. If our neighbor got to have a little show, then who cares. It isn't as if he got to have sex with her.
I didn't blame him for looking at her as she really does have a lovely body, but I didn't think it was such a great idea for her to be showing him so much skin considering that he lived right next to us and was no longer married. I didn't want him to get the idea that he could take advantage of her when I wasn't around.
Since we're talking about my wife sunbathing in that skimpy bikini, I think this would be a good time to tell you a little more about what she looks like when she's nude or almost nude. I hope this doesn't sound too sexist. One time I wrote that her breasts are a size 34B and a female reader commented that she didn't like my focusing on my wife's bra size. Also, sometimes I call my wife's breasts "tits" or "boobs". All I can say is that guys like to know those things and I mean no respect to my wife.
Susan really does have nice breasts. They are a bit larger than you might expect for a woman who is as petite as she is. They are firm and perky with brown nipples surrounded by lighter brown colored areolae. When she is topless and standing with her shoulders pulled back and her arms at her sides, her breasts stick out very nicely. She is confident in the way that they look. Sometimes she'll give me a private show where she shakes them for me. She LOVES to do that because she knows how much it teases me and gets me horny.
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you about her ass. She also has a nice, firm and squeezable little ass. When she wears that skimpy bikini bottom, it clings to her in a very sexy way.
I guess this description would be incomplete if I didn't at least mention that she has a hot little pussy. It feels so good when I am inside. My cock can feel how wet and eager she is. I love ejaculating deep inside her.
Sometimes after she has sunbathed on the patio in that skimpy bikini, I'll take her hand and lead her upstairs to the bedroom and strip that bikini off of her and have my way with her. She'll be all hot and sweaty from lying in the sun. I love to suck on her tits then. They taste so nice and salty. And her pussy will be all hot and wet. I don't last very long then. There isn't as much foreplay as she likes sometimes. I just stick my hard cock inside of her and continue to thrust hard until she screams in orgasm as I ejaculate my cum.
That leads me to the story about what happened when my wife and I attended the wedding of my friend who lived near Albany, New York. It was held at an upscale hotel near Saratoga.
There was one of my friends who was staying at the hotel. His name is Mark. He is a "good guy". He is quiet and shy. Even though he is 28 years-old, he still lives at home with his mother. I've known him for a long time. Susan has gotten to know him too. She wonders why he has never had a girlfriend.
Sue and I had a good time at the dinner party that followed the wedding. I reminisced with a number of my friends whom I knew going back to high school. Susan had worn a little black party dress with stockings and high heels.
Seeing that Mark was attending the wedding by himself, Susan made a point of dancing a couple of slow dances with him. Returning to our table, she said something to me about how shy he is. She could tell that he appreciated her dancing with him.
Of course, Susan and I had a few drinks that night. It was an open bar so the drinks were free, but we mostly stuck with red wine. We're really not big drinkers like some of the other people who were there that night.
Wine has a funny effect on Susan. For one thing, her face and chest tend to become flushed. Although alcohol has that effect on her in general, for some reason it's wine that really does that to her. It only takes one or two glasses of wine.
The other effect that wine has on her is to cause her to become silly or "sillier" as I like to call her as if to imply that she's silly to begin with. She laughs at me when I call her that. The wine does help to loosen her inhibitions.
She chatted quite a bit with Mark (he was sitting at our table), asking him about his work but also some rather personal questions. He told her that he likes to go to the beach during the summer.
She asked him, "What beach do you go to?"
"I go to Jacob Riis Park."
"Where is that?"
"It's part of the Gateway National Recreation Area. I can take a bus from Flatbush Avenue."
"Oh. I think I've heard of it."
"It's pretty laid back. There are a lot of LGBTQ people there, but straight people too."
"Bill and I want to go to Gunnison Beach at Sandy Hook. We heard that you can go nude there."
"I've heard that too. It's clothing optional."
"Yes. We also heard that it can get very crowded on the weekends."
Sue hesitated for a moment before asking, "Have you ever sunbathed nude?"
He replied, "I did a couple of times on Long Island, but you have to be very careful there."
Sue dropped the topic, not wanting to get more personal with Mark than she already had. But she couldn't help thinking about him sunbathing at the beach naked.
After the party, we invited him to our room to share some wine and chat for a while longer. It must have been almost 11:00 PM by that time.
The first thing Sue did when we got back to our room was to take her shoes off. Then she decided that she wanted to rinse off in the shower and "get comfortable".
She got undressed in the bathroom and handed me her dress, bra, panties, and stockings through the partially opened door. She had neatly folded her dress as she didn't want to get it any more wrinkled.
Mark couldn't see her from where he was. He was sitting in the corner of the room at a small table by the window. But he could see her neatly folded dress with all of the undergarments that she had just worn at the party as I carried them from the bathroom.
What shocked me was when, after taking her shower, she exited the bathroom wearing only a towel. And it was a VERY small towel. It barely covered her from her nipples down to the bottom of her pussy.
She told him, "I hope you don't mind the towel, but I need to dry off for a few minutes before I can get dressed."
He replied, "No problem".
I didn't say a word, but I gave her a look like I couldn't believe that she was doing this. I thought that she was going to put some clothes on BEFORE she came out of the bathroom. We had only been married for a year and I didn't know yet just how naughty she could be.
On the other hand, there was only the one room as we had figured that it didn't pay to reserve an entire suite. Knowing Susan, she probably figured that this was HER hotel room and if she wanted to exit the bathroom wearing only a towel, then that's her business.
I handed her a glass of wine and the three of us chatted for a while. She remained standing while we talked so as to keep the towel in place.
I noticed that she her face was rather flushed and she was acting silly. That was no doubt due in part to the wine that she had at the party. I figure that she probably had at least two full glasses. That was plenty for her. The glass that she was drinking now could have been number three or four.
But I also think that the redness in her face was due to how excited she was to be exhibiting herself in front of us. She knew that the towel wasn't going to protect her modesty very well. All it would take would be a momentary distraction and the towel would be gone and she would be left standing there stark naked.
This was so uncharacteristic of her. She just stood there smiling while sipping on the wine, as if nothing were out of the ordinary.
I must admit, she did look very cute standing there in the towel with her hair all dripping wet. The way it was wrapped around her, I could see her bare shoulders and upper chest and quite a bit of her thighs.
I had smuggled a few chocolate covered strawberries from the party and she bit into one.
She was talking up a storm while she waited for the cool air to dry her through the towel. She talked about the dress that one of the girls had worn. Then she talked about one of the guys who she thought had too much to drink.
All the while that she was talking, I kept hoping that her towel would fall off so that Mark and I could see her luscious body. We could see her little feet and her legs and knees.
I wanted SO BADLY to pull that towel off of her and expose her! I thought that, in another few minutes after she's dry, she's going to go back into the bathroom and put on some clothes and then the opportunity will be lost. It was now or never.
I said, "Susan, it's just Mark and me. Why don't you take off that towel and go nude for us?"
No doubt she wasn't expecting me to say THAT!
She exclaimed, "No way! Not with Mark here."
Of course, I could tell how excited she was at the thought of being completely naked in front of us.
I asked Mark, "Wouldn't you like Susan to take her towel off?"
