My wife Cindy and I have gone through a radical change in our sex lives in the past seven months. It has had a very positive affect on our relationship as well. I am living some of my fantasies and I suppose she is too. I learned something else too; that sharing secrets makes better friends.
One secret is that I have shared her with a friend of mine during a ski vacation earlier this year. Another secret is that she knows I now love to see her viewed by other men. Our neighbor Bob has been the most recent beneficiary. I had recently contrived to have him find her nude in our Jacuzzi. The encounter brought them much closer than anticipated. Cindy and I were both exhilarated by this, so we decided to push the envelope even further.
It was now late August. It was a warm weekday, so I decided this would be a good morning to display Cindy's charms if I had the chance. We went out onto our deck, she in her thin teal pastel pajamas and me in running shorts and a tank top. I noticed Bob's car had never left his driveway, so much the better! We were eating a late breakfast when I saw Bob made an appearance on his patio, as he always seemed to do when Cindy was out and about.
Bob is fifty-eight years old, yet seems in good shape. There were a few reasons Cindy and I decided to contribute to Bob's voyeuristic tendencies. First, he was a quiet guy. Neither of us could have dealt with a loud, high testosterone younger man hanging around our back door waiting for Cindy to come out and play. It had also been made clear to me in conversations with Bob over the years that he and his wife Alice were housemates more than anything. She had gotten into various social activities and became somewhat righteous in recent years. To Bob, the recent activity at our house was a welcomed sight. It was obvious that he was attentive to Cindy's displays. We actually felt kind of glad for him.
After breakfast, I took a watering hose to the edge of our yard abutting Bob's property. I pretended not to notice Bob sitting in his patio as I shouted to my wife, still up on the deck, "Nice day to be home."
"You certainly picked a good one." She answered.
I started watering the azalea bushes and put my plan into action. "Honey, can you bring my orange juice down when you get a chance?"
Cindy wandered across the yard in her pajamas, breasts swinging loosely under the thin fabric.
"Are you getting dressed this morning, or do you usually lounge around like that all day?" I said loud enough for Bob to hear.
"What's wrong with these? Don't you like them?"
"Actually, I do, but there's not much skin." I said as she drew within a few feet of me.
"How's this then?" She opened a few buttons to show some cleavage.
"That's quite nice. But not as nice as this!" I trained the hose on her and shot a broad spray of water that soaked the front of her pajamas.
"Joh-on!" Cindy wailed as she looked down at the fabric clinging to her skin.
"Oh my God, that's better than a Wet T-shirt!" I yelled out as I sprayed her some more.
She turned to avoid the water, but now the fabric molded to her derriere. Her ass came into view as her skin color bleached through the material. She turned back toward me when I stopped the spray. Her nipples were erect and the pajamas no longer hid anything of her body, except perhaps her natural skin color.
"Now you're going to get it!"
She ran towards me, her tits bouncing against their wet constraints. We laughed and wrestled with the hose until we were both soaked.
"Okay, okay, truce!" I yelled.
Cindy stood up. Her pajamas might as well have been a thin layer of paint.
"Oh my God, Cindy, they're just about see through!" She stood there giving me time to drink in her nearly nude figure. I'm sure she noticed Bob, but she waited a few moments before acknowledging her predicament.
"I'd better go change." She said as she looked across to Bob's house.
"Why? You look fantastic!" I said mischievously.
"Because I'm practically naked!" She said loud enough to get Bob's attention.
She made her way back to the house as I turned towards Bob acknowledging his presence. "Bob! Oh boy. About that, I thought we were alone!"
"Hey, don't mind me!" He yelled back.
I walked over toward him to keep things friendly. "Hey, you have a minute?"
"Sure." He said tentatively. He walked over and met me at the edge of our properties.
"I didn't realize those pajamas were going to turn transparent." I laughed to ease his mind.
"John, I didn't mean to stare, but I was just sitting out here eating..."
"Hey, it's not your fault. You should've seen what happened a few weeks back. She got locked out of the Jacuzzi wearing nothing but a smile. The worst part was that we had a delivery and I had to keep the guy diverted while I got the back door open!"
"How'd you keep the heating service from seeing her?"
"I'm not sure I did completely." I caught Bob's error. "Hey, who said it was a heating service? Did you see that too?"
Bob turned red as he realized his mistake. "Oh yeah, I did. I'm sorry John, but it just didn't seem like something I should bring up. I was outside here and heard quite a commotion at your place and looked over. It's hard to ignore a naked woman banging on the door, especially one that looks like her. At my age, you don't pass that up."
"I can't argue with that logic, Bob. Seems like you've gotten some pretty good looks at her lately."
Bob looked down and struggled to say something. I bailed him out. "Hey, it's fine. What normal guy wouldn't look? To tell you the truth, after that happened, I kind of got aroused thinking about her being stuck out there in the nude. Maybe I'm having a midlife crisis."
Bob was kind of shocked at this admission, "Well, she is something to see, but I'm not sure you want to share that fact with too many people John."
"Not TOO many." I winked. "We're kind of going through a second honeymoon, so we're a little wilder than usual lately. The new Jacuzzi we bought seems to have ignited things."
"Lucky you." Bob said trying to change an uncomfortable subject. "You like that thing? Is it easy to take care of?"
"Yeah, it pretty much maintains itself. You only have to balance the chemicals once a week. And if you keep it covered, the cost of heating it is not that bad. Hey, why don't you and Alice come over and try it?
"Maybe, she might like relaxing in it. I hope I can get her to at least try that."
"Well good. How about Friday at around 5pm, just before dinner?"
"Okay, I'll ask her."
Alice and Bob joined us that Friday. We had some snacks and some wine. We naturally wore our suits into the Jacuzzi. I could see Bob staring at Cindy's chest, even though she wore a modest one-piece suit. Even so, her ample cleavage was hard to miss. Alice noticed it too. She complemented us on the Jacuzzi, but decided fifteen minutes was enough of a good time. Good thing I didn't talk Cindy into wearing less; I'm sure it would not have met with Alice's approval. I decided it was better to somehow get Bob to come back alone later that night. Before going in, Bob had taken off his watch and sunglasses, so I took the liberty of moving them; hoping he would forget them and give me a reason to ask him to come back later.
"Hi Bob." I phoned him about two hours after he and Alice went home. "I think you guys left some stuff over here. I'm putting the kids to bed right now. I can bring it over afterwards."
"I'll take a walk over." Bob countered.
