This story is completely true and by the standards of other posts, maybe slightly tame, however the fact it is true may make them more appealing than the fiction that is often scripted.
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To set the stage Alex and I, (Ian) have been married for over 16years and have 2 children together. We live in a smaller city where she works as a healthcare professional and I work in the field of criminal justice.
We are very respected in our community, we are a regular church attending family that on the outside lives a very vanilla life, however we both enjoy to party and travel.
Alex knows I enjoy when she dresses in very revealing and sexy clothing, the problem is that we need to be very careful where we do these things. While we would love to ignore the potential judgement from people we inadvertently bump into, their opinions could affect our kids and social acceptance.
I have had a reluctant fantasy about exposing and sharing my wife for a couple years, the desire sometimes consumes me, however I recognized the fantasy was just that, a fantasy, and any action on it could prove devastating to our relationship.
I have successfully convinced Alex to go out wearing a short skirt with no panties and a flowing low cut top without a bra. I rationalized with myself that the possibility of her being exposed would satisfy my secret fantasy. Alex stated she didn't mind going out dressed like that occasionally, but sometimes worries she will bump into friends, family or even co-workers. Each time Alex entertained me, my desire to expose and share her just increased.
The time came for a southern trip to escape the chilly and depressing winter. We choose a beautiful beach destination down south and agreed to leave the kids behind. We needed it, we love our kids dearly, but the constant demand of sporting events and school related activities had taken its toll, we recognized we had slipped into parent mode rather then a loving couple.
I shopped the web for classy, yet extremely sexy outfits for my wife to wear while down south. I knew if there was no chance of bumping into people we knew, Alex would be comfortable in dressing sexy. One day as a joke, I said to Alex,
Ian: By the way, I've implemented a new southern trip rule.
She rolled her eyes, smiled and responded,
Alex: Oh this should be good.
Ian: No panties or bras shall be packed for this trip.
Alex: (laughing) I'm not working out without a bra or panties.
Ian: Ok fine, our morning workouts are exempt.
Alex and I have always maintained a high level of fitness. Alex works out every morning. She is up at 530am and heads to the basement where we have set up a home gym. She has light brown hair, blue eyes, about 5'4" and weighs about 115lbs, small frame and small, but very firm breasts. Her nipples are small and just the perfect shade of pink, she has a completely flat stomach and 6 pack abs.
While Alex can be rather conservative, on vacation she can be quite outgoing especially if you add a touch of alcohol. It had been a couple years since we had travelled by ourselves, kids in tow constantly demanding attention can all but kill the mood. While vacationing a number of times prior to kids, Alex had discreetly gone topless on the beach. Never around the pool, and never to walk around, but lying on a lounger she seemed to enjoy the all over tan and I had always loved to see her laying out topless.
But this trip was different, I had already set the mood of an all out sexually driven couples only trip. The outfits were packed and all loose ends were tied up at home to eliminate the possibility of distractions.
We arrived to the resort early after an ungodly departure time. The decision was made to have a nap on the beach, the day was a scorcher with balls of sunshine.
We picked a spot at the end of the beach near the resort boundary. We had barely nestled in and I was looking around to scope out just how private we were. While people were around, they seemed to be minding their own business and were slightly forward to us.
Being a gentleman, I offered to apply lotion to Alex's body. I started on her back, so of course I unhooked the clasp on her tiny bikini top. I was pleasantly surprised when she reached below and pulled the top from underneath her. She folded it up and placed it in her beach bag. I slowly massaged the lotion to her back working my way down, when I reached her tight ass, I slipped my hands below the fabric and pulled them down slightly. I loved seeing the slightly white skin contrast, in my mind it was a step to public nudity.
The time came for her to turn over, I wondered if she would do it without reservation. Without prompt, over she turned, her beautiful tits out for the whole beach to see. I couldn't take my eyes off of them. The irony is that I can see them anytime I want, the shower, mornings and evenings, but in public, on the beach excited me. Maybe it was the danger of being exposed, maybe it's my deep desire to expose her to others, perhaps it's because I am so proud to call her mine, whatever it was I loved it.
As I continued to apply the lotion, I spent extra time in the area of her thighs. It was more of a massage then an application of sunscreen. I untied her bikini bottoms, I saw a smile from Alex.
Alex: What are you doing?
Ian: I don't want to get sunscreen on your bikini bottoms.
Alex: This is a topless beach, not a nude beach.
Ian: Don't worry, I won't take them off.
As I applied the lotion, I squeezed and massaged her hip area. With these moves I could see the top of her mound. The sight was incredible, Alex had gone for laser a year prior, the skin was entirely smooth, not one hair, red mark or wrinkle. Half of me wanted someone to walk past, but the other half of me thought it might be too much. The day went on with us soaking up the sun and enjoying the serenity and mood. That night, even while extremely tired, sex was great, we didn't need to be quiet to avoid waking one of the kids, and we didn't need to be under a mountain of fabric for warmth.
As the days went on Alex continued to dress simple but sexy. One afternoon during a trip to lunch, we choose to skip the main buffet area and head to a small cafe style eatery. Alex wore a small jean skirt with a light crisscross top. This top was one of my favorite tops, normally only worn as a beach cover up, she wore it to lunch, it had no back, only tying at the top with a string and joined at the very bottom to form the shirt. The front often opened wide revealing whatever bikini top she was wearing, but today there was nothing underneath the shirt.
It would appear Alex had become more and more comfortable laying out topless on the beach which translated to a relaxed attitude away from the beach. We sat on the patio waiting for a server, I sat across from her with my back to the restaurant entrance. After a few minutes we grew impatient and I went to see if a waiter was actually working. When I walked in, a very apologetic young man offered to take our order, being on vacation I wasn't at all upset and accompanied this man to our table.
As I approached I noticed Alex had moved and was reading a menu. As I walked up the 2 steps to the patio I could see right up her skirt, no panties, just a bald beautiful pussy. While her legs weren't spread wide open, I had a clear, unobstructed view which meant so did the waiter. I could tell by the reaction and his eye position that he was staring at my wife's pussy. Another man was seeing her naked, this was not like the occasional glance of her breasts on the beach, this was her pussy on display. I wasn't sure what to do, I wanted to tell her or get in the way of the waiter, but I didn't. I just sat and allowed it. As the waiter got closer, he stood right over top of her and spent a considerable amount of time pointing out the menu items. I had been so enthralled with her skirt that I hadn't noticed her top had opened up. Sitting from my position, I could see her shirt had opened up considerably and I bet from his standing position he would be able to see her entire breast, nipple and all.
Once the waiter walked off I got up and stood in his position, disguising it as an opportunity to kiss her. I was right, I could see right down her top, that waiter had an unobstructed view of my wife's tits and pussy. She had been completely exposed right in front of me.
While I fought with how I should be feeling, the truth was that I liked it. There was a tingle I couldn't shake, it stayed with me the rest of the day. I never spoke of the incident, but was incredibly horny the rest of the day.
The next night we had paid to attend an all inclusive party night at a local dance club / show. The company would pick us up at the hotel to bring us to the club and provide transportation back at the end of the night. As Alex got ready she debated what outfit to wear, I secretly wanted her to wear this incredibly sexy black top which was very similar to the grey one she wore to the cafe restaurant. Finally she grabbed the shirt to try it on. As she modeled it in the mirror I added my opinion.
Ian: Oh my god, that's the one, but loosen it off a bit so it hangs lower"!
Alex: Holy shit, people will be able to see my tits.
Ian: (Laughing) that's the plan.
Alex: (laughing) you're a pervert.
I decided to come clean.
Ian: Babe I've got to tell you something. The other day when we went to the cafe for lunch, the waiter was able to see up your skirt and down your top.
Alex: (laughing and holding her and over her mouth) Oh my god, seriously? Thanks for the heads up asshole!
Ian: First of all, we'll never see that guy again, he doesn't know us. I don't know why, but I loved it, It was such a turn on.
Alex: (looking in the mirror) so is that why you want me to wear this shirt?
Ian: And this (holding a black skirt).
Alex stood there bottomless, reached over, grabbed the skirt and kissed me.
Alex: What the hell, like you said, no one knows us down here!
I embraced her and told her how I appreciated it and that out of gratitude I would make things better by letting her wear panties. Now I know what you're thinking, why would I offer panties, but these were no ordinary pair of panties. These were a pair of ridiculously small jeweled g-string. I mean the front is one narrow single strand of jewels, they were a cheap set I had purchased online. They consisted of an extremely thin elastic strand g-string that joined at the hip strap with a small o ring that led to the front. The jewels were simply a small strand of fake jewels. They are designed to go directly between her pussy lips. She looked them over and said, while they looked sexy, they may not be comfortable enough to walk and dance in. She obliged and slipped them on. They looked incredible. Her pussy is a thing of beauty, while some would say a pussy is a pussy, I disagree. Her's is very small, completely neat and tucked in, beautiful lips, very little skin color contrast, and again absolutely no hair.
Alex tried out the g-string by walking around wearing it, I was surprised when she told me it actually wasn't uncomfortable at all. She slipped into a pair of high heels and we headed out the door.
We arrived at the club and started drinking, the drinks were way better then at the resort and I tipped the guy huge on our first round to set the stage for good service, it worked like a charm. This guy was bringing us drinks even when ours were barely touched.
Nearing the middle of the night, Alex leaned in and whispered,
Alex: So exposing me turned you on did it?"
With that, she loosened her top to allow the neck neckline to drop lower. This simple action made my cock twitch. Her sexy yet discrete dancing was killing me. That's when the trip hit it's crazy, out of this world highlight.
A shooter girl waitress approached and was selling shots. But these shots were different then the typical test tube shots that are commonly seen at bars. This girl wore a belt with squeeze bottles attached. The girl would tip your head back and mix the drink right in your mouth, then move your head around to mix it before being instructed to swallow. Alex thought that was hilarious as they also bent you over and thrusted you in a motion that would simulate sex doggy style. Of course she had to get me one, I played along, the girl was nice and said I should return the favor, however she motioned to a male waiter coming through the club. I said sure what the hell, and gave the female a nod and thumbs up, Alex was having a great time and had clearly had enough liquid courage.
As the male waiter worked closer to us we witnessed another female patron getting a shooter from him, it was crazy and way more sexual. This guy was good looking and in shape. He seemed easy going, not too pushy but was very hands on. He grinded this girl from behind, before tipping the first bottle into her mouth. After thrusting her he spun her around to be face to face. He arched her whole body back while supporting her weight from the small of her back. He once again poured liquor and mix in her mouth but first guided the bottles right up the center of her chest. Alex looked on and appeared a little worried.
