Carnival Capers
Our young son was a member of the local junior soccer club where we had lots of friends and acquaintances. From time to time they would hold a carnival with soccer games between surrounding junior soccer clubs followed by various fun games which the parents were encouraged to participate after which a BBQ and drinks would finish the day off.
These carnivals were usually held either at the beginning or end of the soccer season which would normally ensure better weather. One such carnival was pending but on the morning of the carnival my wife Helen woke with a migraine. She had been suffering the previous few days with hay fever for which she had been taking anti-histamines together with a cough mixture for a chesty cough. I put these aliments down to the probable cause of the migraine. She took a couple of strong painkillers hoping to ease the migraine so she could attend the carnival. An hour later the migraine had eased only slightly. Against my advice she took another couple of even stronger painkillers. I was concerned about her taking all this medication at the same time. She surprised me half an hour later to say the migraine had gone and that she felt wonderful!
We readied for the carnival and as I loaded the car she went to the bedroom to get dressed. She surprised me when she came out. She was dressed in quite a short and light dress. It was the height of summer so although it was appropriate, it was out of character for her to dress like this. I hadn't even seen this dress before. It was so light I thought I could almost see through it. When she passed a backlit window I could indeed see the outline of her legs and figure. "It's a bit short to what you would normally wear." I said.
"It's going to be quite warm today so I thought it would help me to keep cool."
"It's not going to help me keep cool, you look ravishing. How about a quick ravish before we go?"
"Promises promises" she said. "Maybe later after we get back."
Our son had been picked up by the parents of one of his team mates earlier and we would see him there. He was also to be taken home to their place after the carnival for a sleep-over, so we didn't have to worry about him.
We set off shortly after with her in a really bubbly mood, arriving at the club grounds well in time to see the soccer games. As we arrived she was rummaging through her purse for something as I got out. Before I opened the boot to get our picnic and drinks out I walked around to the passenger door and ever the gentleman, I opened the door for her to get out. She finished rummaging in her purse and swung her left leg out and slid forward to exit giving me a clear view of her crotch with her legs wide open.
"Crikey what a view." I gasped
"It's nothing you haven't seen before." she said all the while leaving her legs open.
"Yes, but not something everyone else has seen before!"
"Don't worry, there's no one in the car park but us and a few empty cars."
Just at that another car pulled into the car park.
"Quick, a car has just turned in."
She didn't move, just sat there with her legs even wider apart. "I might wait a while." she teased, before climbing out and straightening her dress as the car drew alongside her side of the car. She smiled wickedly at me. I couldn't believe what she was doing. She had never acted this way before. She was never a prude but she was never an exhibitionist by any stretch of the imagination either. The people in the car were friends of ours, Jenny and Phil, and she greeted them warmly with a hug. I noticed when they hugged her; it made the back of her short dress ride up to just below her panties.
We picked out a spot and took our chairs and esky full of drinks and picnic items over and set ourselves up for the day. The day was very enjoyable, watching the kids play their games and the occasional alcoholic drink. The soccer matches came to an end and the fun games began. All the usual stuff -- three legged race, sack race, and 50m sprint all including parents taking part. The men's attention peaked during the sack race watching the women's boobs bounce up and down as they went, my wife included as she was reasonably well endowed. She caused a bit of a stir and extra attention from some of the fathers as, during the three legged race with our son they fell flat on their faces and her dress flew up over her butt revealing her lacy white panties. She didn't appear phased or embarrassed at all.
The greatest spectacle happened during the water balloon competition. It involved throwing a water filled balloon between two people in ever greater distances until they were disqualified either by dropping or bursting the balloon.
I was still approaching the starting line of the event when Phil said to my wife "Come on Helen, lets partner up for this."
I knew exactly what he was hoping for and I stood on watching from behind as the game unfolded. One pair was out on the first throw and a few more exited as the distance increased. They were up to about six metres when my wife was the receiver. The balloon sailed high and long and Helen reached up to catch it. Her long nailed fingers grasped the balloon too sharply and it burst against her chest drenching her.
I think Phil had picked a particularly large balloon to get the maximum effect. Her arms went out and back in apparent shock as she looked down at her drenching. The pale blue dress had become see-through! Not only her dress was see through, she was wearing a flimsy white bra which did nothing to hide her breasts and clearly defined dark nipples. She stood there for what seemed a long time. I was looking at my wife almost naked in public.
Phil didn't take his eyes off her for even a millisecond. I walked over to her and we started walking back to our car. She made no attempt to cover her breasts with her arms and even I couldn't stop looking. I was beginning to get a boner on! Men and women stared as we walked past them.
We got in the car and she said that corny old phrase "Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just please to see me?"
My boner was obvious. She grabbed my cock and squeezed. "Let's go home and you can change" I said but meant "let's go home and fuck."
"You have a sweatshirt in the boot. I can wear that until my things dry out. I can sit in the car for a while until they do. Will you go and get me a drink out of the esky?"
I got out and went to the boot for my sweatshirt. While I was doing that she had got out of the car and was pulling her dress over her head.
"What are you doing?"
"There's no one around"
With that she reached behind her and undid the clasp of her bra removing it and standing there in just her panties. "Do you think I need to dry my panties?"She giggled.
I quickly handed her the sweatshirt which she put on before getting back in the car. "Will you get me that drink now?"
"I can't. I still have that boner sticking out the top of my pants."
"I'll take care of it." With that she reached over and undid my pants, took out my cock and began wanking it. "Keep an eye open for people."
After a short time she said "This is taking too long." With that she bent over and engulfed my cock with her mouth.
Blow jobs were few and far between for me. I didn't understand what was going on but I wasn't complaining. It didn't take long for me to cum and when I did, she took it all down her throat.
"How about that drink now?"
I went and got her a drink. As I went I tried to make sense of her abnormally outrageous behaviour. The only thing I could put it down to was the combination of medication she had taken this morning, some of which we had picked up in Bali, notorious for the chemist supplied medications. When I got back her dress was on the roof, and her bra and her panties were on the bonnet.
"They should dry quicker laid on the hot metal" she explained. She reclined her seat and pulled up the sweatshirt. "What do you think darling?"
"I think Phil would cum in his pants if he could see you now. I think he engineered the whole balloon bursting thing just to see you in a wet dress."
"Of course he did darling. I knew that before we started the game.
