My name is Robert and my wife’s name is Julissa. This is the second marriage for both of us. Julissa was a teenage bride in an abusive marriage and has a twenty year old son. I lost my first wife ten years ago to a traffic accident. Julissa dated numerous men since her divorce. She raised her son, went to school, and began a business career. I dated a few women in those ten years; however, I read and watched a lot of porn and became engrossed with stories of hot wives and men who enjoyed watching their wives with other men. I met Julissa a few years ago at a seminar in Las Vegas. She was one of a handful of women at the resort/casino that spent any time around the pool’s topless area. I invited her to dinner that week and we started dating. I was engrossed by this petite Latina goddess with the all-over tan and large tits. After a year we got married and opened a business together. Julissa’s beauty was not only good for sales, but she also offered eye candy for clients and business associates.
I bought her clothes that showed off her body, half bras that pushed her tits up but left the top of her breasts naked, blouses that were sheer enough to see through or were very low cut to show off her tits. I chose short skirts either tight around her ass or pleated like a cheerleaders, and very high heels (4″-5″). The clothes helped her slip into the role, I think. She liked the attention that she got when she wore them, and I encouraged it. Men often gawked at her or whistled or just followed her around a room with their eyes. She got into teasing on her own. The clothes made it easy, and I never objected. I liked it, seeing her getting so much attention. The men practically drooled over her. She keeps her tight pussy shaved now and wears very sheer panties or thongs or nothing at all. She liked the guys to have something “nice to see” when she crossed her legs or bent over. She buys the sexy clothes for herself now and she doesn’t always wear a bra when we go out in the evening now.
She has stopped wearing panties as well. She likes to “flash the men once in while” she says. She likes to point out men who have erections to me after she has given them a “quick look.” She giggles, and I enjoy being the man by her side. Julissa stands just a fraction over five-feet, which is why her legs appear longer with her 4 or 5 inch high heels. She manages her weight around 109-110 pounds and has beautiful long jet black waist length hair. She gets a manicure and pedicure every few weeks and a bikini wax for her smooth pubes. Soon those stories of hotwives and open marriages began arousing me again and I yearned to watch my wife being fucked by other men. My attention was nurtured because she always dressed sexy and she had always liked the attention that it brought her. But to my surprise and delight, she began taking it further. She would find reasons to stand on tip-toes in the room to get something off of the top shelf or bend over for a long time as she read the titles on the books on the bottom shelf of the bookcase, finally selecting one and walking out of the room with it.
If she was wearing shorts, either one of these actions pulled her tight shorts sharply into her butt-crack and accentuated her nice-round, Latina rump. If she was bending over, you could even see the seam pressing into her labia. Her pussy slit looked great like that. Everyone in the room would gasp and she would act as though she didn’t even notice. If she was wearing a miniskirt, either action would display the bottom edge of her ass cheeks; and if she was bending over far enough, you could see her pouty vulva. On one occasion, she was wearing sheer, translucent panties and did this. The nearly clear panties pressed into her crotch and spread her fat pussy lips for all to see. She began going topless or nude in the backyard and around the pool and spa. Finally I set a plan to expose her more to others. In bed one night after some love-making, I told her I wanted to take her to our local hangout and have her flash other men and see what happened.
“You really are a pig, but what the heck. Okay!”
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