TEASE
I'm a tease. I admit it and I like it. My husband calls me a "cock teaser" which is fine by me. Since I married Daniel five years ago, I've developed my exhibitionist skills to where I'm effective with teasing men. I like to show a little skin when I'm out and about. I'll wear a loose shirt with no bra. Sometimes I'll go commando, no panties. I know it turns Daniel on to know I'm naked under my dress and when he sees me 'accidentally' flash someone.
I have a job as a waitress at a local restaurant. I get a lot of good tips from guys by wearing short shorts that display my nice, long legs. I wear a tight halter top with no bra that shows off my nipples or a loose shirt with a bra that shows my boobs when I lean over the table. I'll wipe off a table, leaning over as I do it, where guys can see down my shirt.
At work, I often wear a skirt and sit in a low chair so my boss has a nice up-skirt view. I haven't been brave-enough to go without underwear, but I've been thinking about it. I wear loose blouses which affords other the opportunity to see my boobs in my bra when I bend over.
When out on the town, I'll wear a skirt that is slit almost all the way to my hip. I wear thongs or bright colored panties and I find ways to sit where they can be seen. I keep my pussy trimmed but thick so it can be seen through my thin panties. As I said, there are times when I don't wear panties at all.
One time, we ordered a pizza and I met the delivery guy at the door wearing just a t-shirt that barely covered my pussy. I took the pizza and bent over to set it on the coffee table. Then I fiddled around inside my purse looking for money. I was bending over with my legs spread about two feet apart. The guy could see my ass with my pussy peeking out between my thighs. Danny screwed me good that night.
One guy that I've focused on is my husband's best friend Mitch. Mitch, a bachelor, moved back into the area a year ago and I've been trying to tease him and leave him with a hard on and blue balls. Danny, my husband has told me to take it easy on Mitch, but I just laugh at him. I like taking advantage of men and their fixation on women's bodies. They get where their "little head" overrules their "big head" and they do stupid things. Some men will mess up their lives over some woman's pussy.
A month ago, we went to a car show with Mitch. I'm bored to death looking at cars. I don't care about how big the engine is or any of that baloney. I'm more interested in the power of "the engine" between a guy's legs.
I wore a sundress with no underwear. The top was held up by loose straps and would fall away from my chest when I bent over. The dress itself was loose and could easily get caught by the wind and blow up to show my legs and perhaps more. I wore sandals so Mitch and other people could see my bare feet. Some guys get turned on by bare feet. The tease of all of me possibly being exposed with a gust of wind had to be enticing to Danny and Mitch. I found that while Danny was looking at the cars, Mitch was looking at me. He stayed close by and was very attentive to me. He bought me a coke and a hot dog and was constantly there to talk to. He was polite and not forward at all, but I knew what I was doing to him.
Mitch and I went over to sit under a tent to drink and eat our hot dogs. I chose an Adirondack chair to sit in. I was sitting low with my knees above my waist. It was easy to let my skirt ride up my legs and easy for me to spread my legs open and shut to give glimpses of my pussy. Mitch sat in a folding chair directly across from me. There was no doubt that he could see my snatch. I think it was the first time he'd seen it or at least his best view up to then. I could see the hard-on in his pants. Mitch had to cover himself to keep his dick hidden and from being seen by everyone. His loose pants did not constrain his cock. It looked like it was a nice, firm and thick appendage. I would like to have seen it. We sat there for a while. I made an obscene gesture with the hotdog, putting my mouth over it and acting like it was a cock. I would smile at Mitch and part my knees to give him a view. If he didn't know I was doing it on purpose he was pretty naΓ―ve.
Before we left, I saw a couple of young guys who were sitting in a lounge area talking. I had an evil idea. I went over and lifted my leg onto the seat of one of the chairs and acted like I was adjusting my sandal. As I did this, I knew that at least two of the guys could see up my dress. My entire leg was exposed as the dress fell back toward my hips. With my knee bent, there was a clear view right up to my cunt. I gave them a brief glimpse then quickly walked away as I heard them whispering among themselves about what they had seen.
We rode home in the same car with me in the back seat. While Danny was focused on driving, Mitch was turned to look at me. I gave him a good show. I sat back and the wind blew my dress up. I made an effort to keep my dress from blowing up, but much of the time, my pussy was clearly exposed. When we got home, I got out of the car and walked into our house. I saw that Danny wasn't looking and I flipped the back of my skirt up to show Mitch my bare ass.
As we sat having drinks in the back yard, I eased up on my teasing with Danny there. When Danny went into the house to go to the bathroom, I looked at Mitch and asked him to "Show me your cock." He stood up, unbuckled his belt, and pulled the front of his pants down, exposing his nice hard cock. It was hard enough to drive nails. I reached over and took his tool in my hand, kissed him on the cheek and went into the house for the night. I went to bed, leaving the tease on Mitch's mind. That's part of the fun, leaving a guy with a hard-on and walking away. His prick would ache from being hard for so long and all he could do was jack-off thinking about me whenever he finally was alone.
Danny was pissed when he came up to bed later. He accused me, "Quit teasing Mitch. I don't like it and it's cruel."
I said, "You don't think he enjoys looking at me? Get real."
He continued, "You women are all cock-teasers. You fuck with guys' minds to get them to do whatever you want. You're like sorceresses."
I laughed at him and said "Life is so unfair to you boys."
He got more frustrated and said, "I forbid you from teasing Mitch any more. You will wear underwear and stop showing your cunt to the public. You're my wife, not some slut giving shows to the anyone who wants to look. Everyone could see your cunt when you were sitting in that chair." It's good he hadn't seen me grabbing Mitch's cock.
I snapped back, "You don't own me. I'm not a possession or a slave that you can order around. I do whatever I want. Fuck you."
He was even more frustrated, "Fuck me? You act like you're going to fuck Mitch, you horny bitch."
I said, "I'll fuck anyone I want and I'll show my pussy to anyone I want. You don't have any right to tell me what to do."
I stormed out of the room and slept in the guest room. We hardly spoke to one another the next day and through the next week.
TEASE PART 2
The next Saturday, we had planned to go on a trip to some sports museum about fifty miles away. I didn't want to go, but Danny told me I had to go. Fuck him, I thought. I could easily have stayed home, but decided to go along and tease Mitch in front of my husband again, just to show him he couldn't tell me what to do. Danny threw a fit and made sure I wore underpants, but I wore a halter top with no bra. My tits aren't that big so I don't need one. My hard titties were poking through.
The trip started the same way. I was sitting in the back seat with my legs visible under a more modest skirt. It rode up my legs but the material did not blow as easily so Mitch didn't see my panties much. I did give him a glimpse or two.
Mitch noticed my quiet mood and he asked me what was wrong. I just said Danny was an asshole. Danny didn't say a word other than "Don't worry about it." When we got a minute alone, I told Mitch that Danny was pissed about me being a tease. "He said it was cruel."
Mitch looked at me and said he was sorry to have been so obvious in ogling me. I gave him a kiss and slipped my tongue in his mouth and said "Later" as I walked away.
While we were at the museum Danny focused on all the exhibits. I lagged back. Mitch was closer to me than to my husband.
I waited until Danny was going into another section of the museum and told him I had to go to the bathroom. "My stomach is upset." I said so he wouldn't miss me.
I motioned for Mitch to follow me. I led him outside and behind a maintenance shed. It was broad daylight, but I didn't see anyone nearby.
We walked behind the shed. Mitch asked, "What are we doing?"