It had taken more than a little coercion, but Lana finally agreed to my begging. You see, I was dying to watch my wife tease other men... sometimes filming from a distance, other times watching. Lana was the shy sort. about 5'4" 110 pounds... very petite... VERY modest... too modest... she didn't see the need to let anyone see her body. She had never been with anyone else but me... we met in high school. Now after more than 4 years of marriage, I finally got her to agree. We went to the mall one afternoon. The place was packed. Lana was wearing a mini that left little to the imagination of what was hiding underneath. She refused to let me know if there were panties involved so I assumed she was embarrassed to tell me she wasn't... more on that later. The plan was for her to attract the attention of a young salesperson in a shoe store and let him try to sell her shoes while she made it clear she had more than shoes in mind.
Let me tell you this was easier than expected... she got the attention of quite a few as she strolled the aisles... finally allowing a gentleman about 30 or so help her... when she lifted her leg to let him slip the first shoe on, he did a double take as he apparently noticed my wife's slender legs and much, much more. From my vantage point I could see why. She was not wearing any panties and I could see she had shaved as well. The salesperson damn near was sweating his ass off as he allowed her to try on every shoe imaginable. She laughed, flirted, even let him "accidentally" let his hand touch the upper portion of her thighs. She obviously like this guy and all of a sudden it was apparent to me that instead of the hardon I expected, jealousy raged within me. She was obviously not as shy as I had hoped. I tried a few times to get her to leave when the man went to find a shoe and she flat out refused!!
She bought two pairs of shoes and while she was paying, I was waiting out the door. We had the worst fight on the way home. She told me I had nothing to worry about and that I was the one who wanted her to do this and that I had no right to be mad if she enjoyed it. The evening was quiet and we hardly spoke. She slept on the couch and the next morning was gone when I awoke and headed to work. Feeling like shit on how mad I got I decided to surprise her with some flowers and left work at noon. I arrived at the house and there was someone at the door. Assuming it was some salesperson I drove up only to realize in horror it was the shoe salesman!! Lana answered the door and they embraced.
