My name's Pam, I'm 34. I am an advertising consultant and have been married to Barry for 9 years. Barry's my second husband he's 43, Steve - my first was killed in a car accident. Barry's a freelance architect working mostly from home, we don't have children - medically I can't. The reason for me putting my fingers to the keyboard and telling you my true story...reading the stories on the Literotica site!
Some of the stories I've read have been fantastic, sure, probably most have been made up but some of them do sound real and true to life. I suppose I'm oversexed, sometimes when I'm alone in my office I log on and end up getting horny as hell reading them. I guess for the last year or so I've sort of wanted more sexually, I introduced Barry to reading the stories - in particular the ones involving threesomes, I secretly hoped that Barry might suggest something but...
While I was married to Steve our sex life was fantastic, we tried most things and even talked about 'swinging' although we never got around to it. I really wanted to do more things with Barry, it was my suggestion to sometimes try to adopt the roles of some of the characters we read about - it makes for great sex! One we recently read got me thinking, Barry thought it too 'far fetched' I disagreed. It was about a wife being instructed by her husband to dress provocatively and to visit a shopping mall where her husband was waiting in disguise, observing. She was told to try on clothes in the changing room with the curtain open wide enough for the assistant to see her. Unknown to her the assistant was in on the plan and they ended up having sex.
"There's no way that would happen in real life," Barry argued.
"No...maybe not exactly like that but I would imagine a lot of wives get turned on by the thought of going out dressed sexily, openly flaunting themselves to strangers without their husbands being there" I replied, really wanting to say it would be something I'd like to try.
"Yeah, sure! So you would do that would you? If I dared you to you're telling me you'd do the same as her?"
I couldn't believe it, it was as if Barry had read my mind! "I might...would you want me to?" I asked trying to make myself appear unconcerned.
Barry looked at me quizzically, "Ok...I dare you," he said, "I dare you to wear something really sexy and go shopping...make a pass at a stranger."
He must have thought he called my bluff as he sat there grinning, he probably thought I was joking, he seemed a bit shocked when I replied "Ok...you're on, I'll do it!"
Over the next half hour we made plans for my dare, we both agreed on one thing, there was no way I was going to have full sex with a stranger...I told him I wouldn't mind the thought of a bit of 'fooling around' though! The next day - a Saturday, would be my 'dare day'. That night in bed we had great sex fantasising about the different scenarios that might unfold.
After lunch I bathed, fixed my hair and put on makeup - probably too much, then I rummaged through my wardrobe to find suitable clothes. I found a shortish black skirt, it was quite tight fitting and suspenders would have shown through so I wore black hold-ups and tiny panties. I didn't have a see through blouse but picked out a very thin, white vest type top, quite low cut and buttoned at the front, I left the top three buttons undone so it showed a good cleavage. Being bra-less made my nipples poke out through the thin material, I put on a pair of heeled shoes and picking up my jacket I went downstairs to show my efforts to Barry.
"Well...what do you think, do I look any good, think I might get 'chatted up'?" I asked doing a twirl around.
"Wow! You look great, you're really getting into this aren't you" he replied. "You sure you want to do this?" he asked walking over to me and taking hold my hand.
I smiled at him, "Well...you did dare me didn't you darling" I smirked. "You know something Barry...I feel so nervous and at the same time so excited, I haven't felt this excited for ages" I told him.
Barry slid his arms around my waist and pulled me tightly against him, his hands slipped down and he squeezed my ass, he stood back, "Lift your skirt," he asked, I did as he wanted. "The girl in the story didn't wear panties," he said probably thinking that the more obstacles he put to me might make me change my mind - no chance!
"Ok...If that's what you want" I said and took them off, I twirled them round on my finger and spun them in his direction.
"And another thing...the jacket, you only can wear it when you leave the house, then it stays in the car," he grinned. "Oh yes...whatever you want master!" I laughed.
The store we had chosen was a 'sex boutique' downtown, Barry had been there a few times to buy a video. He said that Saturday afternoons would probably be their busiest times. We would drive there together, he would enter first, I would wait for five minutes then go in, I had to spend at least 30 minutes looking around before picking out and buying one of the biggest dildos I could find. While browsing I was to act in as sexy a manner as I could and basically see what - if anything, happened...take it from there!
