To my dutiful, slut wife:
Our fantasies moved into including role playing mode & since it's just the two of us, & with no other couples to force you to do things, I take on the lead, forcing you to do sexual things that, while embarrass you, excite you. I'd make you go outside naked on the deck, whether it is in our Colorado home or in the condo that we own in Prescott.
Whenever we go out, I choose your clothing, short skirts, no panties, no bra, button-down blouse. & when you sit beside me in the car you must sit with your skirt lifted so that your bare butt is against the seat. On a Pueblo side steet, sitting at a traffic light, I instruct you to open your legs so that I, and anyone in a truck pulling up alongside of us can look down & see your shaved pussy and, when I see that there is someone doing so, whether it be a man or a woman, I reach over and, using my thumb & index finger, spread your pussy lips so that it is easier for them to see your cunt. They often honk of call something out their open window to us, something like, "What a sweet pussy your slut has". There are times when we park under a street light, alongside the curb downtown and, with your skirt pulled up to your waist, I have you bend over & suck my cock. After each of these adventures, we come home ready to fuck & now with more experiences to fuel more fantasies, whether in our bedroom or in public.
We were in our Prescott condo once, later in the season after the other three couples who shared the building had gone north for the summer, when I decided that we'd rent out our spare bedroom to men on an AriBNB basis. This would give us an opportunity of extending our role-playing fantasy to men, to whatever extent it proceeded, in the safety of our condo. We had the choice of screening the applicants so that we'd only choose men &, preferably, ones who we thought would be open to being sexually teased.
Your instructions were to wear loose, sexy, short shifts around the condo without underwear, to bend over them when you served breakfast so thy got a glimpse of your breasts, or, when you bent over a bit they might see the bottoms of your butt cheeks. The moment they left, I would have you strip naked & we would make crazy love on the floor.
The first one or two were beyond daring, actually rather a bit scary, not knowing how best to do this & how far to go. After those first ones, though you continued to be embarrassed throughout the adventure, you found yourself getting increasingly aroused & our sex life took on a new, increased perspective.
By the third man, we'd made a few changes. I bought a kitchen table has a clear glass top. After you served breakfast to the man, you were to sit across from the guest men spreading your legs a bit so they can see between your thighs almost to your pussy. In return we can see their crotch through the table top, seeing the rising bulge of a hard on in their slacks.
By the fifth guest, you did the same, however I'd told you to put lubricant in, not only into your pussy, but smear a bit over your shaved pussy lips, into the folds. When you'd spread your legs wider & they'd get brief looks at your wet pussy.
We'd limited our teasing at that level for a while because we could see that they (& myself) were about to cum in their slacks if we were to go further.
The seventh man was in his late 40s, good looking & in good shape physically. We went through the routine, but when he got a look at your pussy lips through the glass table top, he said to me, "This wife of yours likes to tease. Is that all she'll do, tease?"
I replied, "We both like her to tease. As to your question, 'Is that all she'll do', she'll do whatever I tell her to do" I brazenly reply.
"Really. Tell her to stand up and take off that little bit of clothing she's wearing."
I told you to do so &, very embarrassed, you stand & take off the short, silky, dark green shift, then stood naked in front of both of us, looking down, avoiding our eye contact.
"Tell her to come over to my side of the table."
I do so & you do as I tell you.
