From the time I first met my first wife, she enjoyed
showing off her body. We first met in the late
sixties, at the time of mini-shirts and going braless.
In fact, the first time I was introduced to her, by
her sister, she had on a skirt that barely covered her
pussy and a translucent blouse that clearly showed she
had no bra on.
Since that was the way she was dressed when we first
met, she would always remind me of that if I asked her
if she thought what she was wearing might be a little
too revealing.
***
We had been to party thrown by some of her old
friends. She had worn a spaghetti strap mini dress
with no bra to the party. She was not dressed that
much differently than most of the other women there,
but she received a lot of attention from the other
men.
Under the guise of having a good time, she had drunk
several margaritas. I had only one beer, since I had
to drive us fifty miles to get back home.
On more than one occasion towards the end of the party
one of her spaghetti straps would slip from her
shoulder and expose her complete tip. When this would
happen, her nipple would become erect immediately.
She always seemed to be unaware that her tit was
exposed and one of her girlfriends would have to pull
her dress back up to cover her titty.
I wrote this behavior off to her being drunk, so I was
not terribly upset with some on the men there getting
a free shot, after all, they were great looking tits.
When we left the party and got in the car to drive the
fifty miles to Shelbiana it was obvious that she was
very drunk and very horny. As we drove away she
scooted over close to me and said, “Play with my
titties.”
I needed no further invitation. I pushed one of the
spaghetti straps from her shoulder and cupped her
breast, rubbing and pinching her nipple.
She pulled the other strap from her shoulder and
removed her arms from the dress, dropping the top into
her lap. She sat there in the car bare to the waist
with me playing with her titties. This was the first
occasion that I became aware that she could have an
orgasm by just have her titties and nipples rubbed,
pinched, and sucked.
I continued playing with her breasts, pinching and
rubbing her nipples as we drove through Pikeville.
When we had to stop at some of the traffic lights she
made no attempt to cover her breasts, so I continued
to play with them as she had asked. Some of the
passers-by could see that she was topless since a
couple of them blew their horns at us while we were
stopped.
She had her eyes closed and pretended to be asleep
while this was happening.
After we had gotten through town, she said, “Pull
over. I want you to suck my titties.”
I pulled over and began sucking her titty like a
nursing babe. It was obvious that this was making her
very excited.
“Ohhhhh!”
I moved mouth to her other breast. I covered her
nipple with my lips, then slowly moved my tongue
around it. Then I sucked the whole thing into my mouth
and forced my jaws together.
“Oh … Ahh,” she moaned, liking the sensation.
“Ahhh, AAHHH,” she moaned as I moved my mouth to her
other breast and sucked.
Her nipples hardened immediately. She said she felt as
though they were on fire. From somewhere deep inside
her a flame flickered… started… slowly… and
tried to break out of her body through her nipples.
She cried out and moved her head from side to side as
my mouth kept its relentless sucking and tonguing of
her breasts.
“Ohhh yesss soooo goooood,soooo gooood,” she was
moaning almost constantly as I continued sucking.
Suddenly, she cried out, “Ohhhhh, God, baby, I’m…
almost there, I’m… yes, yessssss, yessssssssss,
aaaaagggggggghhhhhh!”
Her body heaved upward out of the car seat as the
first delicious throes of her orgasm rocketed through
her.
As I pulled back onto the highway, she lay her head on
my shoulder. Suddenly, she raised her hips up and
completely removed her dress and panties.
She said, “Oh my pussy is so wet. Do something about
it!”
We were on a two lane highway with a bit of traffic
going both ways and just a few miles from home. I told
her, “You’ll just have to wait a few minutes, there’s
no place for me to pull off the road and fuck you
right now, and if I try to play with you pussy while
I’m driving, I’ll wreck and kill us.”
“OK,” she said, “be that way. I know what to do.”
She moved over and reclined her seat and began playing
with her pussy. She moved one leg a wider and put her
foot up on the dash and when I glanced over I noticed
she had two fingers sliding in and out of her pussy
and I could tell she was soaking wet by the squishy
sounds.
She finger fucked herself until she was moaning with
pure pleasure, her breath came in hitches as she got
nearer her orgasm, the next thing I knew she was
arching her back and her hips were bucking up and down
rapidly, then she ceased all movement and she gave a
deep cry as her orgasm hit her, her hips began to
pulse up and down again and again and again while she
furiously worked her clit.
Finally, she collapsed back in her seat, breathing
heavily and then finally regaining control of her
breathing, she spoke for the first time, “Gawd that
was good.”
With that she lay her head back on the headrest and
passed out.
When we pulled into the driveway at home, it took me
almost five minutes before I got her awake enough to
get her in the house. Several cars went by as I helped
her out of the car in through the front door of the
house. I didn’t even try to put her clothes on so she
was completely naked for the fifty or so feet between
the car and the house.
She fell on the bed and was out like a light again as
soon as her head hit the pillow.
I had been up for several hours before her. I went out
to the car and got her dress and panties and cleaned
her come stains of the car seat. When she finally
roused herself from bed I was sitting in the kitchen
reading the paper.
“I must have drunk too much last night, I don’t even
remember leaving the party,” she said, “what time did
we get home?”
“Oh, we were home by midnight,” I answered.
“Tell me, was I so drunk that I did anything stupid?”
she asked.
“No,” I answered, “you were a perfect lady. I doubt
anybody even knew you were drunk.”
***
This happened when she thought I was at a company
meeting out of town. I had actually been at an
operator’s meeting when I got a call that there was an
incident at work that needed my immediate attention.
Since I had flown to the meeting, I got a rental car
and drove the two hundred miles back to work to attend
to the problem.
After finishing up at work, I decided to drive home
(about an hour) rather than drive back to the company
meeting (about three hours). Since it was after 9:00
PM I figured I would just surprise her and the kids by
showing up. (Remember, this was before cell phones.)
It was around 10:30 when I turned onto the road
leading by our house. It was on a corner lot, which
meant there were houses on all four sides of the
house.
A large truck was coming by, so I had to pull off to
the side of the road to let it pass. I turned off my
headlights as a courtesy to the driver. I could see
the house and see that a light was on in our bedroom.
As I watched I saw the light go out in the bedroom
window. The blinds were partially opened but since the
lights were off in the bedroom, I could just make out
her body by the moonlight and, of course, she wasn’t
wearing anything.
I saw her looking in the direction of one of our
houses across the street. When I looked out I noticed
that a man I had never seen before was sitting at my
neighbor’s desk, which was right under the window. He
had his light on so even though his blinds were almost
closed, I could still see him sitting there.
They couldn’t see me but I noticed he would glance
toward the bedroom window where my wife was
standing
every few seconds…
As I was watching the light in my neighbors study went
off but I could still make out an outline in the
shadows at his desk.
My wife had disappeared from her window also but it
looked like the slats on the blinds were almost
horizontal.
Suddenly the lights in our bedroom came back on and I
was surprised to see her now completely dressed.
What’s going on?
She did an over exaggerated stretch and yawn. I could
tell the stranger in my neighbors study was watching,
and I was wondering if he had his cock out stroking it
in anticipation of what he might see.
My wife pulled my shirt up and over my head and threw
it on the bed, which faces the window.
She was
now standing there in a lacy black bra and
white shorts. I could see that the stranger was
watching her too. I could see that she sat down at the
desk we have in the bedroom, which is by the edge of
the window, but turned at an angle from the window. I
could still see my neighbor’s guest watching her but
he but neither of them knew I was watching too.
After a few minutes, she got up from the desk and went
downstairs and think. But before she left the bedroom,
she turned the bathroom light on and turned off the
light to the bedroom.
With the bathroom off to the side I couldn’t see in
it, but the light from the bathroom did light up the
bedroom a bit. When I Looked back across the road I
could see he was still there and I could also see that
he had binoculars!!! Just how long had he been
watching. Obviously she knew he was there watching and
she loved showing her body, especially if it looked
innocent.
I saw my wife walk out of the bathroom and down the
side of the bed and out our bedroom door.
I saw the light go on in the kitchen and saw her kind
of paced around a few minutes. From where I was parked
I could see into several rooms of my house.
After I guess about 15 minutes she walked back
upstairs. It was now after 11. When she walked in the
bedroom door, turning on the light, I noticed my
neighbor’s light turn off. It was obvious he had to
have seen her return to the bedroom.
It looked like my wife was trying to decide she was
gonna wear the next day. She went to the closet and
grabbed a few outfits and brought them out and laid
them on the bed. The closet ran the full length of the
wall on the opposite side of the bed from the bathroom
and the doors were mirrored.
I could see the outline of the man in my neighbor’s
house thru his blinds, still looking thru his
binoculars.
After laying the outfits on the bed, my wife slipped
her shirt over my head. She appeared to make a show of
holding up shirts in front of her while looking in the
mirror. And in the mirror I could see the outline of
our neighbor’s guest in his window, not real clear but
clear enough to see he was watching her. Suddenly it
dawned on me, if I could see his outline from where I
was, she had to know.
After appearing to find the right top to wear, she
slid down her shorts and kicked them on the bed. Now
she was standing there again a lacy black bra and
black thong panties. I was beginning to get hard so I
suspect our neighbor’s guest was too!
Suddenly, she picked up the phone. It must have rung.
She was walking back and forth in just her bra and
thong all the while talking to someone.
After she hung up she laid the outfit she had just
selected over the desk chair, turned off the bedroom
light and then went in the bathroom. Before she came
out of the bathroom she turned off the light. From my
angle I could see her dimly reflected in darkened
bedroom. I’m pretty sure our neighbor’s guest couldn’t
see her from his angle and in a few minutes he turned
his light back on.
She lay back on the pillows facing toward the closet
doors. She was naked and I could just make it out as
she started rubbing her clit. She came in less than
two minutes.
Since I wasn’t supposed to be home for a couple of
more days, I decided to go back to work and sleep in
my office. I had clothes to change into and all of my
toiletries for shaving, etc. I planned on being in the
same place tomorrow night, only I would have
binoculars too.
I had one of the men at work switch out my rental car,
so it wouldn’t look too suspicious have the same car
there two nights in a row. I told them to get a dark
colored cargo van. With no windows in the back I could
move around more freely.
I waited until almost nine o’clock and pulled the
cargo van off the road so I had a better vantage point
of our bedroom window and our neighbor’s window. The
lights were on in our bedroom, not only the overhead
light but both lamps on the nightstands were on.
I could see her in the kitchen about 9:30 sitting at
the table and drinking a glass of wine. Over the next
hour she must have drunk at least three or four
glasses.
About 10:30 she came upstairs. When she came upstairs
I noticed that the light in our neighbor’s study
suddenly went off. I noticed that my wife had already
unbuttoned all the buttons on her blouse except for
one right in the middle, just under her titties.
I know that when she and I were out and she would
‘accidentally’ flash various guys a big part of the
pleasure she got out of doing it was seeing the
reactions of the guys who saw my tits or pussy,
without them knowing that she had seen their
reactions.
Now, this was different. I knew our neighbor’s guest
was watching her but she couldn’t really see him. I
could kind of make out his outline in the dark behind
his blinds but no way could anyone see what his
reaction was.
She walked over in front of the mirror and started
brushing her hair. Since I could faintly make out his
reflection in the mirror from my van, I’m sure she
could see it also.
Her blouse was hanging out of her pants. She sat the
brush down and not too fast and not too slow, she
undid her pants and pulled them off and slightly
turned and laid them on the bed. She then unbuttoned
the last button and laid her blouse on the bed. Now
she was standing with her back to the window, still
looking in the mirror and brushed my hair a few more
strokes.
The blinds were not covering the window very good at
all and our neighbor’s guest with his binoculars had a
pretty clear view of what was going on across the
street from him. I had also noticed a few cars coming
down the road really slowing down as they turned the
corner.
I could barely hear the phone ring! Probably her
mother or sister. As she talked she was walking around
the room, something she always did when she was on the
phone, in her little white bra and white bikini
panties.
The bra was barely covering her nipples and as she
walked her titties were trying to bounce out.
After she hung up, she walked back to the mirror and
sat the phone on the desk. With my back to the window,
undid my bra and tossed it on the bed. Then with her
back still to the window (and me and the watcher), she
slid her panties off. She was now completely naked
with the blinds wide open and the lights on and our
neighbor’s guest with his binoculars could probably
see each of the tiny freckles on my back and ass. She
then turned and walked into the bathroom. So for just
a brief second the two of us saw the side of one of
her tits.
When I got out of the shower she walked out of the
bathroom a towel kind of wrapped around her and walked
over to the dresser that’s by the window. She had
wrapped the towel loosely so when she bent over
looking in her panty drawer the towel slid off of her.
All of her was in view. She was acting perfectly
normal to be naked in the bedroom.
She stood by the window looking up and reaching as if
to lower the blinds but before she lowered them she
turned toward the mirror table as if her phone was
ringing although I hadn’t heard the ring.
She picked up the phone and only talked for about 20
seconds before she sat it down.
She must have shaved her pussy while she was showering
because it looked smooth and hairless. Both of us (and
maybe more) got a great look at her ample tits. Her
nipples were at full attention all the time we were
watching.
She then walked back in the bathroom and put on her
panties and night shirt on.
She walked out of the bathroom, turning the light off.
The two lamps were still on and again, not bright but
good soft light. I know that I could see her really
clear with my binoculars and I’m sure her could too.
She picked up one of her magazines from the nightstand
drawer and lay back on the bed. With my binoculars I
could see well enough to know what kind of magazine it
was she had picked up as I’m sure our neighbor’s guest
could too. And I’m sure she knew he was watching her.
(Wonder
what she would have done if she knew I was
watching also)?
She turned off one of the lamps, then leaned back
against the pillows. I could see the glint from his
binoculars, the street light reflecting off of them,
reflected in the closet mirror. She looked up at the
mirror and saw it too.
As she started looking at the magazine while lay on
the bed, she began to slowly spread her legs apart and
I know he could clearly see the big wet spot on
panties. And with them being wet that I could see
pussy lips, too.
She laid my head back against the pillows looking up
at the ceiling fan. She reached up and undid the
buttons on her nightshirt and let it fall open. She
then moved one of hands to her nipples
and the other
one slid down to her pussy on the outside of her
panties. She started rubbing her pussy through her
panties and then she moved her hand up and then slid
it inside her panties and really began massaging and
rubbing my pussy.
She slid her panties down a little on her legs and
then with one hand she held her pussy lips open and
with her fingers on her other hand she was furiously
rubbing her clit with her hips bucking up and down,
and it was only a moment or two before she came really
hard!
Without the binoculars I (nor he) would have seen the
quick little stream that shot out!
She lay there for about a minute, then started rubbing
again and in just seconds another little quick stream
shot out.
After catching her breath, she reached up and turned
the last light in the bedroom off. Shortly after that
the blinds in the bedroom were fully closed.
I never told her what I had seen those two nights.