Vicki pulled the curtains wide open to welcome in the morning sun, feeling the breeze caress her bare skin. She stood in front of the window for a few moments, enjoying the warm beams of light mixing with the breeze. It was her favorite thing to do on sunny mornings, though finding a place that would tolerate the occasional glimpse of a nude woman in a window had been a chore. When they'd found a place where the neighbors were one of the local fraternities, there had been no doubt in her mind if she wanted to live there.
She gave a wave to Ron, one of her regular fans then turned to head through the rest of the house and let in the fresh air. After being cooped up due to winter, she always looking forwards to the first warm enough day to spend with the windows open and not freeze her nude rear off. When the windows were finally all open, she wandered back to the master bedroom to flop on the bed and pick up the latest novel by her favorite author.
By early afternoon she was flicking along her local nudist resorts website and checking out the upcoming events, particularly opening weekend. She and her husband, Rob, hadn't missed an opening weekend in ten years this year and she wasn't about to let that streak get broken. A flash of light caught her attention and she smiled, peeking over the top of her laptop. The light was coming off a mirror in one of the boys' rooms, hung on the back of the door. As she peeked over, Steve waved back at her and gestured as if to ask 'Today a good day?'
Down went the laptop lid and she gave him a quick thumbs up so he had time to get ready while she did. Steve was another regular, at least once a week they helped fulfill each other's love of exhibition and playing at voyeur. Rob knew about her activities with the neighboring college kids and while he didn't encourage it, he saw little issues with her showing off. The fact that she was normally hornier on days that she'd shown off and occasionally he got a glimpse of a female coed seemed to placate any worries he might have. Out of the nightstand she pulled her favorite vibrating dildo and a bottle of lube, working a layer of the lube onto the latex toy. When she looked up Steve was already settled onto his bed, slowly stroking his hand over his cock.
She returned the view, spreading her legs wide and slowly working the dildo within her waiting pussy. They watched each other, reveling in the show each was putting on for the other, him stroking that hard, young cock of his and her playing with a thick dildo in her snatch. Vicki was never sure which it was that brought her into orgasm, the dildo, the exhibitionism, or being a voyeur. Whichever it was though, never failed to bring her to a screaming orgasm and when she looked up at Steve, with satisfaction she could see his hand and cock coated in a layer of cum.
A satisfied noise came from her at the sight, and she proceeded to remove the dildo then head to the bathroom to clean herself and the toy. Once her shower was over and the toy cleaned up, Vicki wandered down to the living room and plopped on the couch to check out the news and wait for Rob to get home. Tonight was Friday night and he'd told her that he had something planned for tonight, but had of course kept the details from her. Instead he had left instructions for her to dress in comfortable clothes that would be easy to take off and to prepare a light dinner for them.
Ron had a permanent grin plastered to his face as he drove home, thoughts of his plans for the evening repeatedly playing through his head. He'd heard word of a new activity in the area that sounded right up their alley and had decided it was time for them to check it out. The sport was supposed to be some import from Britain, or so he was told. The website had called it dogging, for what reason he wasn't sure but it was an interesting name none the less. Considering her occasional game with the college kids in the next building over, he was sure it was going to be an interesting night.