The Wife III
A Temu package arrived for Dusty's husband, she had sat it on the table for later when he got home, the whole time she was wondered if it was a new sexy outfit for her to wear out or another skimpy bikini to wear to the beach to tease the young guys.
It wasn't that big of a package so she assumed it was for her. She spent her afternoon fantasying about what tiny garment they had looked at that might be inside. She finally gave in to her curiosity and opened it. Inside were several mini spy cameras.
Dusty immediately knew what they were for, they had discussed her being a voyeur wife on the beach a few weeks ago. Dusty became excited about the idea of her showing off to strangers and being videoed.
When her husband got home, he found her in the backyard naked on her Outsunny lounge he had bought her, he grinned when he saw one of the neighbors watering the flowers next doors, watching her over the four door dog eared wooden fence. He was nothing but proud of his forty year old sexy youthful looking wife, showing off her tits to the old guy next doors.
He waited until the neighbor had gone back inside before he went out to tell her he was home. "You know Frank was watching you again don't you?"
She giggled, "oh yeah, he watched me playing with myself too!" She picked up her small vibrator waving it at him. "Oh and the cameras came it! Sorry I wanted to see what you bought me, but it wasn't clothes! So what's the plan?" She giggled.
He laughed at her, "I should have it ready for Saturday, we will drive down the coast a bit and take it from there, I think I found the perfect place."
"That's four days away, can we try them out before then?" She begged.
"We'll see," he grinned at her, then headed out to his shop, stopping to grab the cameras in the house.
While she was fixing dinner, he was busy attaching one of the cameras to her windshield in the Jeep. After downloading the app he made a few adjustments using himself as a model to get the best view of the drivers seat. He also linked the camera to her phones WiFi to give it remote viewing capabilities.
When he went back inside, she asked him to run to the store for a few bottles of wine to go with dinner. He just smiled at her and started to unbutton his shirt. "Here put this on and you run to the store instead."
"Why?"
He laughed at her, "trust me, and buttons are not only optional, but discouraged!"
She slipped on his work shirt only doing four buttons below her impressive "C" boobs, leaving a slit between her legs to show off her tanned thighs as she drove. While she was rolling up the long sleeves, she stepped into a pair of black heals she had dropped by the back door when they got home the night before.
He handed her the phone he had just linked to the cameras WiFi, the keys and her wallet, "take your time too!"
A bit confused until she got to the Jeep and saw the little spy camera hanging below her mirror. "Oh fuck yeah, this is awesome!" She said out loud.
Shortly after cranking up the Jeep a tiny red light came on, then she heard "I am watching you, have fun!"
"So you can watch me and hear me too?"
He laughed at her, "oh yeah, and offer encouragement, and I can see already you're not wearing panties just like anyone else's looking at you, or a bra!"
She backed out the drive way headed, not to her local Publix but to one a bit farther away, via the interstate. The wind quickly pushed the front tails of the skirt back off her legs as her husband watched, he had already hit record on his end.
"Oh damn baby, those thighs look sexy as hell like that. Put your foot up on the door jam."
She shifted into fifth gear, the angle of her arm and the weight of the rolled up sleeve pulled the shirt off her right shoulder. She placed her foot up on the edge of the door opening like he said, she grinned feeling the wind running between her legs and over her exposed pussy. She kept glancing up at the camera smiling at him. As the wind whipped the top of the unbuttoned shirt open and closed around her tits.
He decided to wait until she was done at the store before challenging her to expose more.
Pulling into the parking lot she looked up at the camera, "so how is it working so far?"
"Well you showed off a lot of those legs to some folks, and the I think it was all recorded, I will check when you go into the store."
Then she reached up and released one of the buttons below her boobs, "too bad you don't have one that will follow me into the store!"
He watched her climb from the Jeep, her top open to almost her belly button, flashing the roundness of her bare breasts rolling around loose inside his shirt.
She gave him a little wave and he watched her walking away until just before he went inside the store, that's when the camera dropped the WiFi connection.
Dusty felt sexy wearing just her husband's dress shirt, barely held closed with three little white buttons now. She enjoyed watching the heads turn as people walked past her, her tanned legs in and out the unbuttoned slit at the bottom. Her bare breasts threatening to slip from the revealing shirt that lacked sufficient secured buttons to hide her boldness.
Walking through the Publix store, Dusty was enjoying the looks she was receiving from the men, young and old. She quickly realized this store was set up opposite of her regular store and working her way to the other side, smiling at gawkers as she passed them. The feeling of the shirt gaping open knowing her boobs were just out of sight from her admirers, only added to her fantasies of wanting to be seen.
Finding the bottles she wanted, two different muscadine wines, a Bryant and her favorite Dublin, she reached up for the Bryant, but had to lean over a bit to grab the Sweet Dublin. She heard someone to her left whisper out, "oh nice, quite very nice," she looked up to see an elderly gentleman looking into her shirt.
Dusty just giggled making no effort to cover up letting him take in her exposed breast, then leaving him there with a smile on his face as she made her way to the register.
It only took her a minute or so in the self checkout and she was out the door. Climbing back into the Jeep was just as unlady like as getting out. "Oh that was nice!" Came her husbands voice from the camera.
Dusty just giggled, "that's a bit scary, I can't be bad without you knowing now!"
"You know that off the shoulder look is quite sexy on you!" Was his only come back.
Reaching up and she pushed it off the left shoulder this time. Not really showing off her big boobs completely, but showing enough of her cleavage and upper chest to show off her lack of a bra to anyone looking.
After a short conversation with her husband about the people in the store she cranked up the Jeep and was backing out when she saw the old man pushing his cart out the store. "I got an idea, watch this!" Dusty told her husband.
She reached up and released another button under her boobs. This allowed the shirt to fall open to well below the belly button. Only the friction of the material against her skin kept her covered.
She did a loop around the parking lot and pulled up next to the old man, "excuse me sir, but can you tell me which way is it to I-95?"
When she dropped her hand from the steering wheel to turn to look at him more directly. The left side of the shirt dropped drop to her elbow exposing her left tit to him.
It took him a few seconds to process what she said staring at her bare breast. He looked around then back at her, "ya know if ya just turn right out the parking lot, it's a few block up." Pointing where she needs to go but not taking his eyes off her chest.
"I knew it was close, I just get turned around and lost so easy." She explains to him, catching him looking down at her bare thighs, the shirt barely hiding her pussy from his gaze.
The old man quickly asked Dusty, "what year is this Jeep, reminds me of the one my past wife used to show off in years ago?"
Dusty was now intrigued by his comment, catching her a bit off guard him knowing her game. "Let's get out the road, I'll follow you to your parking spot."
He walked next to her door glancing over at her exposed bare breast repeatedly until he got the convertible teal colored Jaguar.
After pushing his cart against the back of his cars bumper, to keep it from rolling, he turned and smiled, "yes I said show off, this is the same game she used to play, took me years to catch on to what she was doing and when I finally did I enjoyed participating." With his right hand resting on the back of her seat he reached in the Jeep to her shirt.
He saw her glance up and the small box hanging down under the mirror. "Is he watching us?"
She smiled and gave him an evil grin. Her husband remaining silent just staring at his phone watching.
"So he likes this game too then?" He smiled looking down at her boob and bare thighs again.
"Guess he would enjoy you having one more button undone if he sent you out like this now would he?"
She didn't look down as she felt one of the two buttons release. "You're not going to strip me in the Publix parking lot are you?" Then she felt the shirt fall away from her right side and her legs.
Smiling at her, looking up from her exposed body, "do you want me too, my past wife never let me go this far in public like this."
Dusty looked around, knowing anyone looking her direction would see her exposure. "I'm not sure, I do have to drive back home." He reached up brushing her right nipple with the back of his hand, pushing the shirt off her shoulder.
She looked up at the camera again, knowing her husband is probably touching himself by now.
