Well, Rob woke me up Sunday morning with a hardon and let me tell you that I was really enjoying our newly exciting sex life! We had been married for a few years and after the first we had slowly reduced our sexual encounters over the years, just like most other married couples. I had no interest in being a "hot wife" or screwing around and I really didn't think Rob had any ideas along that line but he seemed to really be getting off on displaying me. I wasn't all that happy about that, I didn't really get off on being nude in front of friends or Shawn for that matter, but after the first couple of days where Rob couldn't keep his hands off me, well, it was pretty good for the both of us. He had been all over me everyday and I was loving that a lot!
So after he had finished, and I really mean finished, we showered and I fixed breakfast. I was still nude, Rob was dressed and his hands and fingers were all over me. I am surprised that I actually managed to get breakfast on the table. And after we were done and the dishes cleared and in the dishwasher, I wasn't surprised that he wanted to go for a drive and he expected me to go as I was.
As good as the sex had been for us, and wanting to keep that going as long as I could, I acquiesced. So, I got in the Tahoe, bare ass naked and Rob drove off with me like that. He got on the interstate and the first thing he did was pull up next to a semi and have me lean back against him, with my feet facing the semi and then spread my legs for the truck driver. Now, I was embarrassed to be doing this but also turned on. He did this with several trucks and I could tell he was turned on also. Rob would tell me what a slut I was to do what I was doing and just for the fact of me going out with him without a stitch in the Tahoe. He was toying with my tits and nipples as he drove down the interstate with me showing myself off. God my nipples got hard! And, (blush) I got wet too.....
All this was so surreal for me. I was not a virgin by any means, and we had played with domination, but it was not like me at all to get naked for friends or strangers, but I was doing it. And not saying too much about it either.
So we played like this for a while and the next thing was a trip to Key West for Fantasy Fest. Do you all know about that? It's near Halloween and the women who go there, well they show a lot of skin. And have pictures taken by complete strangers. Well guess what Beth was doing during the week we spent there.....
Yep, you're right. Beth was showing off, a lot, at her husband's instigation. And she wasn't saying too much about that either, just going along. We went to the Garden of Eden, where it seemed that women were allowed to get naked and no one said a word, not even the police. Yeah, Rob got me naked there and let all the men get a good look at yours truly. And yes, my nipples were erect during that. Rob got me body painted the second day. I wore my barely covering me shorts, my only pair if you all remember, but my tits were bare all day except for the paint. Hardest part for me was that the painting was done in plain sight of the people walking by on the street and then having to go out of the shop without a top.
He took me to Rum Runners, another bar that has wet t-shirt contests every night. They have strippers who get in the contests too, to try and get the amateurs to go all the way. Guess who got entered in the wet t-shirt contest. Guess who ended up with a stripper that Rob talked to without me knowing about it. Guess who ended up bare ass on stage in front a ton of younger guys....I wasn't the best looking woman in the contest by a long shot, didn't have the best body. Remember that my tits sag and that I have a fat ass. Didn't matter a bit to the crowd. I didn't win anything but Rob sure was happy. And the last day, after a stop at the body painting shop all Beth had on was paint and a bit of a sunburn all over her body.
I was enjoying the sex after we got back to our room, not really the nudity, I still blushed all the time but yes I got aroused. So did Rob and he managed to show me how much it affected him each night.
We talked a lot about what we were doing and he let me know how much it turned him on and in a way I didn't mind too much to live out his fantasies for him and me both. I didn't enjoy too much the picture taking by people I didn't know but didn't have a clue how many or who was taking them. We're both pretty sure that I am on the internet.
The next thing that we did was Mardi Gras. By this time Rob was pretty sure that I would do what he wanted so I had some jeans and slacks in addition to my shorts and a few more tops but still no underwear. We had a hotel room on the second floor with a balcony. I got tons of beads each night because Rob would get me out there, remove my top and pull down my jeans or slacks, usually to my ankles and I would be pretty much nude out there. And on the last three days we were there, Rob asked me if I would take off all my clothes on the balcony in front of the crowds of people on the street and I blushingly complied. It was kind of worth it to see the happiness on his face and it did do things for me also. I also got to get the door for room service, sometimes with a towel, which I had to drop while room service was there, sometimes without even the towel. At this time for three more years, our kids were very young and we'd leave them with my parents on our four trips to Mardi Gras.
But as they got older the trips stopped and we got back into the humdrum life of parents with older children and we stopped doing the things that spiced up our sex lives.
Every now and then something would come up, like my trip to the cottage, the golf tournaments with the caddie, Marilyn's little pushing of me to do things that had been buried in our past. Rob didn't really forget what we had done when we were younger, we just didn't do it that much anymore, couldn't do them because of the children.
We still talked about my adventures when we were alone and used them to excite Rob and in some sense myself too but not as often. We had gotten into our forties. My body had not completely gone away, but I wasn't a young woman anymore. My once pert tits were now lying on my chest, although my nipples were still the same, when aroused, thick and erect. My once 34 inch hips were now at least 37 inches. The stretch marks from giving birth to two children were there too, but I had managed to keep them from looking too ugly. All in all, for a forties woman, I didn't look bad. Not model good, but good for my age. I didn't have men checking me out like back in my twenties, but some still did. That made me feel good about myself.
Our youngest had just started college and we were empty nesters again, like when we were first married. We had taken our son to college, with my Tahoe for the room and carried all his stuff to his dorm room, met his room mates. Spent the afternoon walking around the campus, taking a good look at it. Took our son and his new room mates out to dinner, and then spent a quiet evening at an Embassy Suites. Which my husband had me spend nude, of course.
The next morning we took our son to breakfast and then said our goodbyes. As we drove off Rob gave me that look and as soon as we entered the interstate, he looked at me and grinned.
"Remember ten years ago, Beth?"
I looked at him and smiled. I knew what he was thinking.
"Yes, I do, Rob."
"I bet you'd like to take off your clothes for me, Beth."
"Honey, I don't understand you. I'm an old woman, in my forties."
"Come on Beth, you know that you get off on it."
It had been a few years with raising children and not having that much time with just the two of us. So, I did what Rob asked. I took my clothes off and when he told me to drop them on the floor behind my seat, I did.
"Rob, I just don't get why you get so excited. I'm old and my body doesn't look like it once did. I'm getting a fat ass and my tits sag."
