Ever since being watched by the construction crew next door (in Spanish Fly), the show for Curt, my best friend (The Exhibitionist) Karen loves showing off her body. Her stage performances (The Exhibitionist 2) made her want more men to watch her and added a little sex to the mix. (The Exhibitionist 3) Karen took her act to work and then home to her family in (The Exhibitionist 4). Cumming full circle, Karen and I have been sharing and playing with others. My best friend come over and well here is the story.
So when you take on a major backyard project sometimes it takes longer than you expect, but with the Gazebo some help and encouragement eventually it starts coming together, the gazebo/"Naked Room" as Karen calls it was that way. It is not a gazebo in the traditional manner, you know six sided open walls type of thing, 14 by 18 single slope with a privacy wall and a patio block floor opening into a yard area also very private or at least when it is finished this is what we have in mind. Eventually a water feature and more as we go. Most the work I do myself with some help from time to time from my best friend Curt, the shade was up and the privacy walls and I was starting on the block floor. Two inches thick and a foot square they weigh around ten pounds each and need a sand base to set them into. About four inches of sand would bring the base I had dug out up to the level I needed for the bricks, one section at a time three sections should about do it. I drove to town and picked up a load of sand in my old dodge, she's rough but can handle the weight, I hauled a yard back from the gravel yard and went after a second load when Curt called.
"Want some help?" He asked.
"Sure come on out I'll be out back working." I was starting to shovel off the second load when Karen came out to check on me, carrying a glass of ice tea. Now Karen is a looker, 5'7" around 150 and curvy, a PAWG someone had called her, I had to look it up, "Phat Ass White Girl". Her 40 D's off set her wide hips and she wiggles them a bit at me and I do anything, i.e. the naked room. She was wearing my favorite sun dress, one she wears around the house mostly when we are alone cuz it is see through, from the neighbors it covers but if your with in twenty feet you can see right through it.
"Want to take a break?" she asked as she neared, glass in hand. I could see she was wearing a pair of shorts under it but nothing else, her breasts bouncing with each step.
"Break, I could stop and play."
"Hey now!" she replied, "Till your work is done all you get is a show." She squeezed her arms together pulling her breasts up and out. Wiped the cold glass across her nipples making them hard. Karen's nipples are something to behold, large always say the size of a half inch drill bit and when teased or she gets excited they stick out, even a bra won't keep them down. She let them bounce back into place and handed the glass up to me in the truck.
I stuck the shovel into the sand and took a drink, "Besides Curt will be coming out to give me a hand."
"Really? How soon?" she was giving me her sexy tease voice, "you would rather play with him than me?" she thrust her pouty lip and her chest at me.
"Yes!" I teased back, "I would rather be out here shoveling sand with some sweaty guy instead of playing with my wife," Karen stuck her tongue out at me. I laughed "besides he is here now."
"Hey" Curt rounded the privacy fence carrying a shovel and a leveling rake, wearing his usual weekend garb, a short sleeved shirt, knee length shorts, boots and a straw hat. The red head keeps pretty fit and he and I work on each other's yards and other projects regularly. He wasn't quite ready for what Karen was wearing and stopped short, unable to keep from looking her over. "OH."
Karen turned toward him, I noticed her cheeks slightly turn pink and her nipples harden, "Can you believe he would rather play with you than with me?"
Curt looked her over, as she stood there her hands on hips, she was obviously showing off for him, by pulling the see through cloth tight to her breasts. "You know I've always said the man is a fool!"
Karen laughed and let the shirt go slack, not that it interfered much with the view. "You want some tea too?" she asked as she walked past him.
"No but I'm willing to take his place playing, if you need me too." Curt's eyes were glued to her chest.
"Thanks, I'll call Nita and ask her if its ok."
"Crap!" Curt exclaimed, "That kills that idea." Karen laughed and headed back towards the house.
We stood and watched her retreat back to the house the light material leaving little to the imagination, just a strip of dark colored shorts then her legs. Neither of us spoke we just watched, as she stepped in the door our trance broke.
"If she weren't your wife..." Curt trailed off.
"All you got to do is get Nita's permission," I replied, "Karen might give you a tumble."
"Yeah like that's going to happen."
Karen & I have done a little swapping and Curt knows it. But Nita has never been interested, although Karen keeps working on her, slow and easy she seemed to be coming around maybe, not that she or we would tell Curt. Hate to get the boys hopes up. Karen does like to tease him though on a regular basis.
We went to work, the morning sun warmed us up quickly and we soon had the sand in place and were ready to go get a load or two more to finish the job.
Karen returned, and received sounds of deep sighs of disappointment from both of us. "What? You guys have a problem?"
Almost in unison we answered "You changed clothes!" Karen was in Jeans, had the sun dress tucked in as a shirt with a tee shirt under it, all covered up she left us with only our imaginations, even though her nipples still poked out, we both pouted.
"I thought you said this was the Naked Room." Curt jokingly leered over at Karen as if to look down her shirt.
"Deal with it boys, I'm going to town and I need a little more."
"No one would object," Curt laughed, "at least if they are male."
Karen was blushing a bit, "So do you want anything from town?"
"Lunch would be good," Mitch replied.
"And beer." Curt added, "You can't expect a guy to work for nothing can you?"
"Don't worry Sweetie," Karen grinned at Curt, "I'm sure you will get your just rewards. I will be back in an hour or so." She kissed me and headed off to town.
Well back to work," Mitch slapped Curt on the shoulder, "If we take both trucks we can have it all ready for patio blocks this afternoon." Both of us own ¾ ton pickups so it was no problem getting what we needed for sand. We had Curt's truck unloaded and had backed mine up when Karen arrived with lunch.
She came out of the house carrying a bucket o chicken and a six pack, still in her jeans with the sun dress tucked in, but the tee shirt was gone. "I hope this works," Karen smiled standing just out of the shade in the sun made the shirt even more transparent. "I hate hearing you boys complain." I wasn't sure if she was talking about the food or what she was wearing.
Curt's mouth hung open for a moment not knowing what to say, then he stumbled out "Uh yeah, that's us fine. You even got beer, but not enough."
Karen giggled, "I have more. Don't worry I won't let you boys get thirsty." We sat and ate as Karen chatted with us, enjoying the attention she was getting from Curt. She rose from her chair and grabbed the food that was left. "I will check on you boys later." Smiling she gave me a kiss and bounced her boobs just a bit, then headed to the house.
An hour or so later we were finished with the sand and starting to place the bricks. The sun had gotten warmer and both of us were sweating and removed our shirts. We would place two rows then "Sand in" the two previous rows, basically cover them with sand to set them in place, later we will sweep off the extra sand not holding them into place.
"You boys ready for a couple more beers?" Karen was back, having lost her jeans wearing only a set of light blue panties under the transparent dress. "It looks like you are nearly done." She commented as she handed the each a beer.
"You look like your nearly Nekked!" Curt retorted.
