It was a hot and sticky Northern Virginia night in July. My Wife Lynn and I were at the Ozzfest music festival. The music was loud and jammin'. There were a lot of women with their tits hanging out and plenty of alcohol and smoke to insure that this would be an evening to remember. Lynn is just an absolute knock out. The kind of woman that every red-blooded American boy dreams of. Lynn is about 5'8," has long strong tan legs, beautiful tits and a pussy that could rip your dick off. Believe me, this girl is gifted in every way and she knows how to use those gifts.
It was about dusk when Lynn and I decided to go for another beer. This was our ninth trip to the beer line so we also had to use the restrooms. Lynn was wearing a small black mini-skirt that showed off her muscular legs a see-through black lace top, and a pair of stiletto heels that made her long lean legs look like they would never end. Before she went into the ladies room I told her that she was to remove all of her undergarments before she came out. She looked at me and asked me what I had in mind. I said, "You'll see."
Her response was, "Even my bra?" I said, "Yes, especially your bra!" When she came out of the bathroom she was a little self-conscious. She's very adventurous but you could tell that having her tits completely visible through that shear lace top made her nervous. We made our way back to our seats and I'll tell you, you could have tripped over all of the tongues that were lying on the ground. She must have been responsible for a thousand hard-ons that night. Little did I know that what I had planned for her and what really happened were two very different things?