I'm sure there are plenty of exhibitionists, like me, that love to push the limit, but are afraid to do so without a little push. I'm fortunate that my husband knows and understands me and when we are going to an event where I can show off he encourages me to be more daring. I know he'll protect me, but his encouragement sort of lifts the responsibility off me. Last March we went to Bike Week in Daytona and with his encouragement I had a very exciting weekend.
Bill and I both have our own motorcycles. I have a heritage softail and he has a big road king. Thanks to him both bikes are pretty well chromed out and really look good. Having gone to Bike Week for several years we had a hotel suite reserved right along the beach. We arrived on Thursday evening and after settling in at the hotel we got dressed and rode around for a while. My attire for the evening was a pair of Daisy Dukes customized by my husband, very little of my ass was covered, semi sheer top, chaps, boots and my leather jacket. Traffic was so heavy our ride was short lived so we parked our bikes and walked a short way to the Boot Hill Saloon. Our short walk was very ego boosting as I got all kinds of looks and compliments on my fine ass. A girl always likes that.
In the bar we found an open spot at the bar, guys moved to let us in, and we ordered drinks. It was warm so I shed the jacket and the guys around us appreciated seeing my tits. After a while one of the guys asked if I ever contributed a bra to the ceiling. I told him I did several yes ago and I had worn it just for that purpose. I went on to say in places like this I like to let the puppy's breath and I love the attention I get when I show them off. We stayed for about 2 hours and I flashed my tits several times and quite a few guys got to play with them. I even grabbed a few bulges and the owners seemed to like that. After a lot of fun we said our good byes and headed back to the hotel.
Back at the hotel we went to our room and left the jacket and chaps and changed the Daisy's for a very short jean skirt. Bill loved the look so I knew we were good to go. Bill wore a tight fitting black tee shirt and jeans. As always he looked hot. The hotel bar was crowded but again guys made room for us at the bar. Bike week is primarily a guy's get together so it always attracts a lot of single girls looking for a good time. A quick look around the room affirmed tonight was no different. We ordered our drinks and started talking with the guys around us. They were nice and told me how much they liked my top. I corrected them saying they meant my tits. They laughed but appreciated my openness. Music was playing and they did have a dance floor and it was pretty much filled. I was like a kid in a candy store surrounded by lots of rugged, attractive guys. Bill's eyes were drawn to short well endowed girl that had the look of fuck me. She looked like she was alone, except for the guys trying to impress her. I was up for some play time so I figured I'd do my part to help Bill. I excused myself and went over and engaged her in conversation. Sluts seem to know one another. I invited her to join us at the bar because there was a nice group of hot guys and I needed some help. She smiled at me and told me I was her kind of woman. The two of us returned to the bar.
When we got to the bar I introduced Janice to Bill first. I told her he was my husband, he got an instant woody when he saw her. Then I told her he was very good so if she wanted to play it was OK with me because I planned on being busy myself. Janice gave me a look and told me we were very much alike. We understood each other so it was playtime. As I got better acquainted with the guys around me I noticed Janice was wasting no time getting to know Bill. I danced with a few guys and teased the hell out of them. I let them see and feel my pussy and I felt their bulges at the same time. I had four guys that were driving me crazy. When my horniness reached fever point I asked the guys if all 4 of them wanted to go up to my room and have a party. These guys were not hesitant so it was agreed. I let Bill know what I was up to, and Janice looked at me with a big smile an mouthed that I was a slut. I looked right at her and with a big smile on my face said I was proud to be one.