MY NOW-WIFE'S JOURNEY TO EMBRACE HER LABIA'S APPEARANCE [exhibitionist] [flashing]
BACKSTORY
When I first started dating my now-wife back in the summer of 2009, we were both in our early 20s--athletes finishing up with college and getting ready for graduate school. About a year before meeting me, she had ended a difficult long-term relationship. She made it clear from the start that she wasn't looking for something casual with me. She wanted to build a real connection before taking the next step--having sex.
The short story you're about to read took place during that first year of our relationship. I have another set of stories to share that happen later on, further into the relationship. Let's see if you all enjoy the start, and we'll go from there.
START OF THE JOURNEY
As mentioned above, when I first started dating my now-wife back in summer of 2009, we were both in our early 20s, hot and young and we still didn't have our own place. After a few weeks of dating, I asked her to meet me at a romantic beachside bar/restaurant. It was a hot summer night and when she walked in, she was wearing a halter top shirt and a denim mini skirt that had my full attention. We were seated at a table by the balcony, and I went to the bar to grab our drinks. When I returned, she crossed her legs in a way that gave me an unexpected but unforgettable view.
The lighting wasn't great, but I could tell she either had on a skin-tone thong--or nothing at all. Keeping my composure after that was difficult, but since it was like our third date, I didn't want to come across as desperate by staring too long.
When we finished our drinks, she leaned in and asked me, with a sensual tone, "Did you notice something?". That was my "aha" moment: she wasn't wearing anything!
I told her how incredibly sexy that was and how much it turned me on. She smiled, clearly enjoying my reaction, and became even more playful. She adjusted her chair so that every time she crossed her legs, I got an even better view. That was the first time I got a look at her p**sy, and I was mesmerized.
While we continued talking, she asked me if I liked what I saw. I told her, "Yes, I love it!" She then asked if I liked the way her p**sy 'looked', and I reassured her that it looked great.
She hesitated before saying she had always been self-conscious about her 'lips' size (labia). She mentioned that her previous partners didn't basically go down on her or give much attention to her p**sy, and she assumed it was because her 'lips' appeared larger than those typically seen in porn videos.