After reading my husband's account of our experience, I realized that if I tell the story truthfully it will be more of a confession. They say that confession is good for the soul. Well, I hope it is good for the marriage also. Keith, I hope you are not mad. I never intended for things to get so carried away and out of control. All I can do is ask you to forgive me.
Guess it would be helpful to start off with introduction. My name is Kelly, and I love to dance and lead aerobics. While my husband makes a good living, I supplement it with a little extra from working part time at the health club. Zumba, dance aerobics, jazzer-size, spinning, and some personal training are what I do. However, I work less than 20 hours a week. At $12.50 per hour, that is not a lot of money. But I do it because I like it and it comes with a free club membership. Plus, it keeps me in shape. At 34 years of age, I am in the best shape of my life. I'm 5 foot, 4 inches and weigh 110 pounds with long light brown hair. I have been told I look like Vanessa Marcil from the TV show "Las Vegas."
My husband Keith is 38, about 6 feet tall, muscular, with dark hair and an easy going personality, but kind of a workaholic. He is a general contractor and loves to build.
Our story starts one day when Keith took me to a clothing optional beach. He was trying to act like it was no big deal and that he didn't know it was a nude beach but I could see the excitement in his eyes and he practically begged me to lay out naked. Having never been nude in public before, I was hesitant but seeing how excited he was, I figured what was the harm. Plus, I was curious to see how comfortable he was with his wife being naked in front of other guys.
Thinking back on it, at first I was about to say NO WAY and demand that we go someplace else. But he said lots of people do it and it is the norm in Europe so why don't we try it.
Still, I said no, but then he asked me to just do it once for him... My parents would have had a cow if they saw their daughter on a nude beach. But then, well, I thought what the hell. You only live once, and what could it hurt? It's not like we are hurting anyone or braking any laws. Plus, I was curious to see how Keith would handle having other men see his wife's naked body.
At first, I thought Keith was excited to see other women naked, but then he took his clothes off so fast that maybe he was an Exhibitionist. We set our towels on the beach with a couple chairs. Then my husband looked at me, like, ok your turn. My heart started beating fast and I was just about to chicken out, but I removed my one piece swim suit in one motion and laid face down on my towel.
Keith then says to me, "I'm so proud of you honey. You have a gorgeous body, why not show it off a little." Well, I am showing off more than a little, I am completely naked showing everything to anyone who is looking. That is when I looked around, and guess what? No one was looking. We were far enough away from others that no one could see me nor were they even looking. Smiling at myself, I thought, Why was I so nervous?
Keith lays on his back showing his junk to the world, and I was a little envious how comfortable he was in his skin. So now being more relaxed, I thought, what the hell, and I rolled over on my back exposing my breast and privates to... well, no one because there wasn't anyone noticing us, so I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sun shining on my nakedness.
Hearing a male voice, I sat up, opened my eyes to see two penises right in front of my face. Silly me, I thought Keith would be looking out for me, but he was talking to two young men. He introduced me as his beautiful wife and then two more kids came over and Keith invited them to join us. Holy crap! Does my husband want the whole world to see his naked wife. Well, obviously he wants four college boys to see me.
The boys brought their towels and placed them next to me so I am in-between them and my husband, making me the center of attention.
Keith kept talking to them like nothing was out of the ordinary. They were all drinking beer so I again thought "What the hell?" and I got up and got me a wine cooler and joined in. The boys were looking at my breasts and privates. Funny thing, Keith seemed ok with it and during the conversation he even pointed out that I have perfect boobs. The boys agreed and they took advantage of where the conversation went and stared even more at my breast. That is when I sat up facing the boys cross leg. This gave the boys a view of my trimmed pussy lips and well... everything.
Having the boys see my sex, I thought would pull Keith out of his excitement of having us naked but he was ok with it. In fact, he again pointed out my "perfect boobs" and offered the boys a feel, which they all eagerly excepted. This surprised me so much, I was taken off guard and just sat there and let four boys feel my breasts.
They were very complimentary and also aroused. As they touched a squeezed my boobs, they all got erections. That is when I decided to have some fun. "Oh, I'm so sorry," I said with a smile, "I think I am making things hard on you. I can cover up if that will make you feel more comfortable."
They all laughed as they told me, "it's ok. We are happy to suffer." Then one of them asked very politely, "if it offends you, we will put swim suits on."
It would have been pointless to cover up now so I just laughed and told them I took it as a compliment. When I glanced at my husband, even he was getting an erection. Well, I guess I still have "it." Boys still get excited by my body.
On the way home, Keith pointed out how erotic it was seeing me flirting with those boys. I told him I was blown away that he was ok with those boys seeing me naked and even touching me.
Then we got into a deep discussion about how beautiful women should be seen and not covered up. "Even your wife?" I asked expecting him to make an exception. However, he said "especially my wife, because she is totally hot and the most beautiful." Well I am glad he feels that way but I don't understand. I thought men got jealous if another man looked at their wives. Turns out my man likes other guys to look at his wife.
For the next year, Keith encouraged me to show more cleavage, dress more slutty and even go without a bra or panties. It was a little exciting and definitely improved our sex life. When we did go out and I gave into him and dressed like he wanted, Keith would be so horny when we got home. We had some really good sex.
Now remember I am an aerobics instructor at the health club? During this time Keith was encouraging me to be more slutty, there were a couple guys coming to my classes. They were both fun and we had good conversations.
LeRoy was in his 40's, short, a little over weight with a fun sense of humor. Adonis was in his 20's, attractive tall black man with perfect smooth chocolate shin. He paid a lot of attention to me and flirted in a friendly not inappropriate way. He told me he is an aspiring actor who now works for LeRoy.
I want to explain something but I don't want to give the wrong impression. Perhaps I had a little school girl crush on Adonis. It was just that he was the prefect guy. Definitely the most attractive guy I had ever met. But it was the way he acted and treated me. There was no doubt that he liked me... a lot. But he was never inappropriate with me. We were good friends but it never went past just friends.
Right after we became friends, I was shopping for work leotards and well, I got ones that were a little tighter and more sheer. The first time I wore one of my new leotards Adonis was so complimentary. I think Keith would have really liked it because these really showed off my body leaving nothing to the imagination.
That night after class, LeRoy asked me how much I made working at the health club. They were friends and I was comfortable enough that I told them about $120 a week. LeRoy asked if I would be interest in working at his place doing the same thing but making $300 or more a week.
I assumed he owed some kind of gym, and I was interested. He asked me to come by tomorrow and he would show me his place.
It never accrued to me that he was anything but an upstanding citizen; however, when I got to the address that he gave me, I was shocked. My first I thought was I had the wrong address. My next thought was to turn right around and leave but my curiosity got the best of me.
The place was an Adult Book Store. Maybe it was Keith's influence on me because I have no idea why I parked and went inside. It was against everything I had been taught growing up. My mother would have been ashamed of me.