My husband Pete and I have been living on a golf course for about 6 years now, and have spent many late nights out on the course behind our house making passionate love on the fairway. Being somewhat into exhibitionism, it adds some excitement to our love life after being married for so long. My husband's favorite plan is for me to wear a dark, full-skirted dress, while he would wear shorts or sweats, and carry a blanket to cover us up while we were doing it. I also have a preference for the soft, sexy feel of satin, and have quite a few outfits made from this cool, soft, slippery material. My husband particularly loves it when I wear a full-skirt and satin blouse on a breezy night. I must admit, I do enjoy the feel of the breeze blowing between my thighs, moving the folds of satin against my skin.
Last Halloween, we decided to be matching vampires, and bought matching costumes, including full-length black satin capes with red satin lining. It was the purchase and use of these capes that leads to this story...
As usual, my husband and I went out into the fairway late one Friday night, except we were both wearing our satin capes over our clothes. I might add that it can be rather windy in the hot summer months, and this evening was no exception, with winds blowing a good 15-20 mph. I decided to let my cape blow free with the breeze, as I was wearing an off-the-shoulder black satin dress, with a quite full skirt. It is the dress I wear when I really want to turn my husband on. I started to walk down the fairway, enjoying the breeze, when Pete caught up to me and asked where I was going. The wind was doing a great job of blowing my cape around, as well as blowing my skirt up around my waist and tits. I was just strolling to enjoy the breeze, but told him I wanted to find someone to watch us fuck.
This was a little more than he wanted to do, and it must have made him very uncomfortable, because he told me that he refused to do this and would rather take me home. I continued walking, and as we debated, we wound up a few holes down the course, when he finally had enough and said "How about here?" It looked as good as any place to me, so I turned to him and kissed him.
As we got further into it, Pete unzipped my dress, and had me step out of it. The feel of the cape blowing across my body from the wind was spectacular, and I could tell that Pete was taking in my tight body and 34C breasts. I stood there with my hands on my hips, when I again joked to Pete that I wanted to find someone to watch us. I should have known better, but as he again refused, I kept pushing his button, making him more and more angry. Finally, he said "I'm outta' here", and started back for the house. I was so shocked; I just stood there with my mouth open as he stormed away. It was then that I realized that he was holding onto my dress and the only clothing I had to cover myself was the satin cape!
I was standing out there, recovering from being left out in the middle of the course, about a half mile from home, with no clothes, when I realized that the warm breeze was still with me. I could feel the smooth satin brushing my legs and arms, and teasing my nipples into hardness, and I was starting to get really hot! I started walking across the fairway, letting the cape blow in the wind, and running my fingers through my pubic hair and teasing my clit. It was electrifying, and I was tingling all over! By now, it was at least one o'clock in the morning, and I was sure I was all alone out there. Boy, was I wrong!
