Peggy & Greg: a New Slut

Greg and Peggy left another session at their counselors, a once per week session, one of many in the past six months. They had been in counseling since the couple had decided that their relationship and sex life was, well, in a word, dead.

"I'm glad you decided to make a change into wearing sexier clothes, you do have a great looking body, honey. You really do have nice curves!" Greg said as he opened the door for his wife and she slid into their car.

"I know you and the counselor are right, I can't just sit around and do nothing, and my lack of sex drive comes from not being active. I'm also going to start exercising more, and find some sort of hobby." Peggy replied. "I just need to make some real changes in my life."

"Let's go to the mall and find you a couple of sexy outfits to wear, honey." Greg patted her left leg as they drove to the mall. "And I'd like for you to wear more dresses instead of jeans or sweat pants. You do have a great looking body, and I'd like for you to show it off more. Maybe you should make sex your hobby, I know I'd like that. Mmm, yes, sex as a hobby, sounds good to me!"

"Okay, a few sexy outfits that I'll wear for you, but I'm not going out dressed like some sort of . . . of . . ." Peggy stammered slightly, not wanting to say the word.

"The term 'slut' comes to mind. If you would be more of a slut around the house, I would sure enjoy the show! And maybe, just maybe, we would have more fun together. I would sure as hell rather see you in a see through blouse, and micro-mini skirt, rather than the dumb sweats you wear now. " Greg chatted as they headed for the local mall.

By the time the couple left the mall, Peggy had purchased a fitted, button front dress, a shear blouse, short navy blue skirt, and several sets of sexy bras, panties, and stockings, not pantyhose, plus two pair of high heels.

"Why don't you shower, and wear the sexy, new dress, hot lingerie, and we'll go out to dinner. I'll call for reservations." Greg requested as they finished bringing her outfits up to their bedroom, and spreading them out on the bed.

In her late forties, Peggy is a good looking woman, with just a few pounds to loose, and shape up. A 35 C, and 26 inch waist, plus well shaped ass, she could still turn heads, but she dressed in ill-fitting jeans, and sweatshirts, mostly. Even when she did dress up to go out she wore outfits that covered more than they revealed, and did not show off her elegant figure. Gregg, too was a good looking male, just fifty, needing to shape up also, he needed to improve his wardrobe too.

At seven the couple left for the high end steakhouse where he had made reservations. The thirty minute drive from their home gave them a chance to talk a bit more about what the counselor had discussed with them that morning about their sex life.

"And I think she is right, you need to be a bit more exhibitionistic, show off your figure more, don't cover yourself up so much." Greg commented as he reached over and unbuttoned two more buttons on her dress, exposing her nylon covered thighs.

"And I suppose you'd like for me to show a bit more cleavage?" Peggy quipped.

"That would be great, honey, you do have great looking tits!" Greg smiled as he watched his wife open one more button at the top of her dress, showing just a bit more of her upper cleavage. "How 'bout one more, honey?"

"I'm not sure, I don't want to get us in trouble, or anything." She said, just slightly embarrassed. She had never been a woman who enjoyed revealing too much of her body in public, and she tended to even turn off the lights in the bedroom when they made love.

"Honey, nobody will complain, and you do look hot tonight!" eyeing her beautiful cleavage as they made their way through traffic. "Like I said, let's make this a really hot hobby! The hotter the better, I say!"

By the time they reached the restaurant, the top of her dress was open to the middle of her bust line, and just one button below the lacy top of her bra. Greg pulled up to the valet and stopped the car. Two young gentlemen approached each side of the car and opened their doors, Greg stepped out, and Peggy made a bit of a show of exiting the car, giving the young man a nice view of her thighs as she stepped out of the car.

"I don't believe I just did that." Peggy said softly as the couple now approached the doorway to the restaurant.

"Did what, sweety?" Greg asked.

"I just spread my legs just a bit unladylike, when I got out of the car."

"Mmm, I'll bet that was a nice show. I guess he'll remember you." Greg said as he patted her ass when he opened the door. "I am glad you did that, show off your legs, ahh, I do love those legs, especially when they are wrapped around me."

"Greg, shush, somebody might hear you."

They walked up to the maitre'd stand, standing there for a moment while the maitre'd finished his phone conversation.

"May I help you?" he eyed them a bit suspiciously. He was obviously looking for a young, hot couple to complement his restaurants style.

"Yes, reservations for Sanford." Greg replied in an upbeat tone.

"Umm, I don't see your name here?" The maitre'd perused his reservation list.

"I called about two hours ago, and spoke with a young woman." Greg commented as he watched the man rapidly looking up and down the reservation menu.

Peggy noticed that the man had slipped his pencil down, across what might be their reservation. She moved, and leaned forward a bit, knowing the maitre'd had a view down the top of her dress, allowing him a much better view of her breasts. Peggy was now doing something she had never done, even while dating Greg, using her body to attract attention, especially the attention of a strange male.

The maitre'd took notice of the cleavage that was being freely displayed to his view. He eyed the well shaped breasts, barely covered in a lacy bra, enjoying the view. He had wondered if this couple would be the type he really wanted in his establishment, he liked the hot looking young women, because they always created more interest, and lots of males walking around. He now saw this same element in an older woman, a sensually dressed woman, who seemed willing to put on a bit of a show.

"I think this is our reservation." Peggy said as she gently took his hand in hers and moved it away from the line so that their name was visible. Peggy continued to gently hold his hand, and to lean forward to make sure he got a really good view of her breasts, her beautiful, creamy breasts. She also noticed that Greg had slipped his hand from her waist to her left ass cheek, and massaged her ass gently and knowingly, encouraging her exhibitionism, and making her a bit hotter. She softly caressed his hand, and smiled coyly, enjoying a bit of thrill in what she was doing.

"Ahh, yes, sorry I missed that." The maitre'd made a check mark next to their name, then he made another mark, a small 'x'. "Would you please follow me?"

The maitre'd led, Peggy followed, Greg just behind and to her right, his left hand still on her left ass cheek, as they walked to their table. Peggy wondered what the other patrons were thinking of her as her husband continued to play with her ass cheek as they walked to the table. The maitre'd pulled a table back to allow Peggy to be seated in the booth, and as Peggy sat down she spread her legs again a bit to far, giving the maitre'd a nice view of her legs. Greg then sat to her left.

"You look flushed, dear?" Greg said quizzically.

"Did you see what I just did, I can't believe what I just did." Peggy replied. "I did it again."

"What?" Greg questioned his wife as he watched her tits bouncing provocatively inside her dress, the thin material and the small bra were having difficulty containing her.

"When I sat down I was even more unladylike, I know he could at least see to the top of my hose! I just can't believe I was such an exhibitionist. I guess you must think terribly of me." She giggled as she looked into her husband's eyes, giving him a look of 'I'll do whatever you want'.

"And, sweety, your hot little display at the maitr'd's stand of your breasts was wonderful you really are opening up, and I love it! " Greg squeezed her left thigh, and slid the hem of her dress up a couple of inches. "you are really sexy looking this evening!"

Peggy had not noticed, but Greg did, they were on an elevated platform from the main aisle to and from the kitchen. Greg had also noticed that their table cloth did not fall from the front edge of the table quite as far as the rest of the tables. He took advantage of the view and show they could put on for the staff, loving the idea that the staff would have a good view up her dress.

The waiter approached, took good notice of Peggy, and her sexy outfit, and asked to take their drink order. Greg then noted that he took the long way to the bar for their order, returning the same way, via the main aisle. Greg slid his hand a couple of inches higher, and massaged her thigh a bit more gingerly.

After a second drink, Greg could tell that Peggy was getting a little looser, and a bit more bubbly. The couple was enjoying the evening, and Greg was working at getting her hotter.

"Honey, you should go to the ladies lounge and adjust your bra a bit?" Greg was staring down her dress, loving the hot view of her breasts. "fix it like the sales lady explained, folding the lace in, showing more of those hot tits of yours, especially showing off those lovely rosy pink, nipples of yours."

"I guess, honey. Especially for you." Peggy smiled hotly and kissed him on the cheek as she started to get up, Greg slowed her down for a moment as he had caught the movement of a waiter in the main aisle, and knew he had her with her thighs spread just a bit much. The waiter caught a good eyeful and nodded, almost imperceptibly as he looked.

"You, Greg, are a dirty old man!" Peggy said as she sat down. "you knew that guy could see up my dress as I got out, didn't you?"

Peggy returned a few minutes later, making her tits jiggle as she walked back to their table. She also enjoyed the attention she was receiving from the male patrons watching her as she walked, and the eyes of the male staff.

"And, you, my hot little trollop, loved every moment of it! Love the view sweety, I love the view of your nipples since you redid the bra. And the way you made those hot tits of yours bounce when you walked back, now that was really hot!" Greg said positively as he massaged her thigh.

"I feel like such a slut, Jesus, I'm almost naked!" Peggy replied with a chuckle. She suddenly put her right hand in Greg's crotch and squeezed gently, giving him a wet kiss, and noticing the waiter watching their moves as he approached.

The waiter stood to Greg's left, and staring across and down into Peggy's dress top. He stammered a bit, and took their order as he never moved his gaze from her cleavage. Peggy even assisted his view by deftly pulling the top open just a bit more, giving her tits just about maximum exposure.

The sommelier came by, his eyes also glued on Peggy's chest as he offered the wine selection menu and asked about their entrée' order. He spent just a bit more time than normal, only because the hot older woman was giving him such a great view of her cleavage.

"When the waiter brings the appetizer, make sure you lean forward, give him more of a view of your tits, honey." Greg directed as he saw their waiter approaching their table with his tray.

"I'm practically falling out of the dress now, sweety, but, okay." Peggy leaned over just a bit more. "How's this?"

"Super, hot!"

They finished their appetizer and Greg made a further directive, "adjust your tits in your bra, just a bit as he sets your salad down, honey."

"And do you want me to undress, too?" she commented, getting hotter from his demands and the sensuality of what she was doing in public. She complied and demurely smiled at the waiter as he set her salad in front of her as she adjusted her tits in her bra, just a bit as he excitedly watched the woman.

"Jesus, this is making me hot!" Peggy commented as she finished her salad. "Are you sure you want me to act like this, I mean a real exhibitionist? I don't want to cause trouble for us, you know, get us tossed out."

"Mmm, this is great, I want you to be really hot tonight! You look so sexy in that outfit, really sexy, honey. Just watching you makes me almost cream my pants!" Greg commented as he toyed with her thigh, his hand gently running up and down her thigh. "When he returns with our entrée, make sure your legs are slightly out from under the table, and spread them a bit, give him a nice shot of those creamy thighs of yours, just above the tops of your hose."

"I thought he was going to drop my plate in my lap." Peggy quipped as she slid back against Greg as they now began eating their entrée's.

The Rest of the First Evening

Greg slid onto the barstool next to Peggy who was still a bit confused about why they were in this bar, and not a hotel room where she could offer him a new and rejuvenated Peggy. She also noticed the TV's were not playing the usual sports bar fair of football, basketball or some other sport, the televisions all around the room, six of them, were playing a mix of adult porno. She was aghast at the variety of sexual scenes, from a woman being used by two large black males, to three women having sex, and everything in between.

"Greg, what kind of place is this, I can't believe the videos!" She leaned toward her husband as she spoke softly, she squeezed his arm gently. "It's sure not a regular sports bar, not even close!"

"This is an adult motel and bar, as you see, the videos are of all types of sex, and the motel has adult rooms with mirrors, and videos like these running. Hot place, don't you think?" Greg was enjoying a nice view of her cleavage, then turned to look around the room. "Quite a few couples, and a number of single men, too."

"Well, this is hot, and making me hornier, let's have a drink, and go get a room and have some really hot fun." She said as she slowly ran her left hand up and down his right thigh, enjoying the friction of his pant fabric on her palm.

"Check out the couple over there." Greg commented, pointing to a couple to their right, slightly behind, and at one of the booths. The woman's head was bobbing up and down in the man's lap, obviously giving him a blowjob. He noted that the single men paid little attention to the couple, and questioned why.

"She is really doing that here, here in the bar?! God, they'll throw them out!" Peggy commented in a bit of a shocked tone.

"Oh, I don't think they'll throw them out, I think they are wanting people to watch them, maybe attract another couple to play. Now they are real exhibitionists" Greg replied.

"Play?" Peggy questioned, glancing down at her breasts, knowing that is where Greg's gaze was, staring at her breasts, and she was really enjoying the thrill.

"Yep, get another couple or two to go back to their room with them and swap partners for sex. I sure appreciate the way you like to show off your tits, honey, you are more provocative in your showing off than ever before. Did you have fun at the restaurant, being an exhibitionist?" Greg asked in reply. "Giggle them a little, for me."

"Ooo, that was fun. I did enjoy the men as they made different attempts to get a better view, either between my legs, or of my breasts. You were sure enjoying showing me off to the men, must be fun to show your wife off to strangers." She answered.

"Yes, I did get a lot of pleasure watching you show off your beautiful legs and shapely tits. I think we are going to have company, let the guy have a good look down your dress, see those hot tits of yours." Greg said as a strange male slid up to Peggy on her right side, his eyes taking in every inch of Peggy and her sexy attire.

"Hi, my name is Stan, you two don't look familiar. Is this the first time you have been in here?" The neatly dressed, trim gentleman said as he pressed his hip against Peggy, and placed his left hand gently on her right shoulder. The heat of his touch sent a warm flash to her mind, and a tingle up and down her spine.

"Why, yes. We have never seen a bar, or a motel quite like this. Very interesting." Peggy said as she knew from his gaze that he was not looking in her eyes, but down her blouse, and she was enjoying the thrill of exposing herself like this to a strange male.

"My name is Peggy, and this is my husband, Greg." She turned, and then turned back to Stan, knowing he was watching her breasts jostle inside her blouse barely held in by her bra. She was enjoying having a strange male ogle her assets while her husband sat next to her, encouraging her to show off even more.

"Hi." Greg replied. "Yes, a very interesting place. I am amazed that the management appears to encourage people to, um, show off here in the bar."

"Oh, Kitty and Dave? Yea, they always put on a good show. They are looking for a couple, or a single female to back to their room. She is bi, and he likes watching her with another woman, then doing one or the other of them himself, they don't do single guys." Stan answered, still staring at Peggy's tits, his hand roaming gently up and down her back. "You are a very lovely and hot woman, my dear. You sure seem to dress to attract attention. You DO have a great figure, honey."

"Oh, I dress to please my husband, he loves for me to dress in revealing clothing, and I am getting used to it, and the attention it brings me. Being sensual is rather a different thing for me." Peggy somehow replied as Greg was now playing with her leg, his hand about mid-thigh, and his actions quite visible to their new found friend.

"So, I am sure you are not here to just have drinks. What is your pleasure this evening?" Stan asked his hand now down onto that part of Peggy's ass just above the seat of the bar stool, massaging the warm flesh gently.

"Oh, we thought we'd have a little fun here this evening." Greg said quietly.

"Do you have a room here, yet?" Stan replied, "The rooms fill up fast with couples, and guys like me, looking for couples who want to play. And, I should add that I am straight, drug and disease free, and enjoy a laid-back, and very hot time."

"Oh, Greg had planned for us to get a room and have some fun, alone." Peggy tried to interject as Greg also spoke. She was getting a kick out of the man fondling her ass and looking down, inside her blouse, at her tits.

"Oh, we are open to some adventure. We are exploring new things in improving our love life, and life style." Greg responded, his hand now sliding a bit higher and between Peggy's legs. "but I haven't got a room yet."

"Ah, um, honey, I, um." She was stammering, her thoughts swirling wildly as the two men, one her husband, the other a stranger, were feeling, touching, and encouraging her to do things she had never thought of before, especially in public. She was also very horny, and she was becoming more and more interested in sex, sex like she had never had before. She was additionally becoming more and more interested in the attention of the male to her right, Stan. Stan now slid a barstool to Peggy's right, close to her, his leg actually touching hers, she enjoyed the warmth of his presence.

"You know you can add a lot to your sex life by spending a weekend here, at this little adult motel, sometimes just watching, but also participating." Stan added to the conversation, and then slid his right hand onto Peggy's right thigh just above her knee, and below Greg's hand on her left thigh, his hand on the nylon of her stocking.

"Yep, I thought this place might add a bit more spark to our love life, never thought of the learning part, but that does add to the possibilities. Doesn't it sweety?" Greg asked as his hand massaged her inner thigh, making her even hotter as his hand now approached her pussy, he was slowly moving his hand further up her left thigh as he spoke.