5 comments/ 105379 views/ 6 favorites Overly Shy Wife Opens Up By: VString45 It should be noted that I have not been drinking prior to any of our rides. * Melinda and I have been married for almost 30 years. When we met, Melinda had long, flowing dark brown hair that reached down to the top of her ass. At 5'2, she was cute as a button and had a nice looking body with pert tits and slim waist. She was raised conservatively, so she was so shy about showing off her assets that it took quite awhile for me to get to first base. Melinda liked to have a cocktail or 2, even in those days, and the alcohol would lower her inhibitions to some extent. We lived in Ft Lauderdale at the time and we were living there when Spring Break meant our town was 'THE' place to be for anyone of college age. It wasn't a long drive from our home to the beach and we would spend many an evening cruising the strip. In our younger days, it was fairly easy for me to talk Melinda into taking off her top and flashing her firm size 34 A tits as we were driving along, but I usually had to wait for the alcohol to take effect before she would do so. The guys would hoot and holler when they saw her and she would be smiling and sometimes wave back. After cruising for awhile, I could tell she was really beginning to enjoy the attention and when we got home, the sex would be great. Over the years as our kids got older, and Spring Break was toned down and turned into a family thing, we got away from our rides. However, about this same time frame, I talked Melinda into going 'Commando'. Little did I realize that she would really enjoy it. Melinda has always shaved her pussy hair and I have to say, I really like it that way. She wore a lot of skirts and baby doll dresses in those days and she got 'into' going bare butt and she enjoyed the occasional cool breeze that would blow up under. She still wasn't much for showing off and it was almost impossible to get her to spread her legs a little if we were sitting in a bar or restaurant unless, of course, she had a few cocktails. Then she didn't seem to mind so much and sometimes she would look up to see who might have gotten a glimpse. Getting in our vehicle afterwards was exciting and I often talked her into not sitting on her dress. This meant that her bare ass was on the seat and a lot of leg was showing. Sometimes she couldn't wait to get home, so our foreplay would begin on the way. There were times on road trips that I could persuade Melinda into removing her shorts or jeans and ride 'Bare Butt' down the highway, sometimes with her feet up on the dash. She would also wear tight tops that accentuated her boobies, especially with the shoulder strap that would run between them. Occasionally, a trucker would notice as we passed by and blow the horn or flash his lights as we continued on by his rig. She would smile and say, "was that for me?" Then for the longest time, Melinda didn't want to 'expose' herself anymore. I would get the line, "Why do you want to humiliate me?" Occasionally though, she would give in and enjoy it afterwards. We are older now and we have discovered a new bit of fun to have. Recently, I purchased an antique VW Bus, the kind that is air cooled with the motor in the rear. In the day it would have been called a "Hippie Bus". We have also discovered the Victoria Secret Bustier. Melinda now has about 10 or 12 of these and she likes to wear them and a thong or string underwear under her clothes when we go out to dinner. After dinner, and a few cocktails, when we get back to the vehicle, Melinda will take off her top and slacks and we will ride around the town for awhile, cruising, if you will, with her in just the bustier and thong underwear. Sometimes we take the bus, sometimes just the SUV. Occasionally, if the weather is nice we will go for our 'ride' right from the house. Melinda will leave the house in just the bustier and thong underwear and we will cruise along the beach or bay front. During these times I am usually wearing shorts and I let my dick hang out so Melinda can play with it. This really turns her on (and me too), especially after a martini or two and/or the wine she had with dinner. As she feels more of the effects of the alcohol, she will even let me slip out a tit or 2 and her nipples get really hard, especially as I finger them while driving. Sometimes I have to work at it, like its a game, but she is all for showing off as much as possible and really gets into it, especially when we are stopped at a traffic light and cars pull up beside of us. She will ask, "Do you think they can see me?" We sometimes kiss at the light and are usually listening to the oldies while on our rides as if reliving our youth, which I guess you could say we are. When we return home, Melinda will insist that I keep the garage door open while she gets out of the vehicle and makes her way into the house. We usually have a night cap or two and then some great sex, sometimes with toys, sometimes not. Yes, we are older, but we still enjoy great sex and the lead-in games are our foreplay. Overly Shy Wife Opens Up Ch. 02 Since the world did not come to an end like my wife worried might happen since our first story appeared, Melinda thought it might be a good idea to write about some of our other adventures, especially while camping. We have been avid campers since the early 80's. We always camped in a pop-up camper during those times and anyone familiar with this type of camper knows that space and privacy is very limited. In order to keep our sex life active while we were on a camping trip, it was necessary to come up with alternative locations to have our sexual encounters. Its not that we couldn't do it in the pop-up, we just couldn't do it as verbally as would normally occur as Melinda does get quite loud during climax. Anyone that has ever been camping knows that some campgrounds as well as some sites with-in campgrounds can be isolated. While walking around a campground one day, I began thinking of a way and a place where Melinda and I could each release our inner cravings and not wake the kids. I realized that if certain campsites were empty at night, they could make excellent places to use for our lovemaking. The first time I suggested this, Melinda wasn't sure she could go through with it because she was afraid of being caught in the act. I just kept on talking about it and how exciting it would be to do it outdoors under the stars. Another evening passed and after a few drinks, I had her convinced to at least try it. I had Melinda wear just a short robe and nothing else. This didn't bother her as much anymore because she liked to do this more often than not anyway. I wore a pair of slip on shorts and no underwear. I was into going Commando now as well. It was after 11 PM when we started our walk and we found an empty, isolated campsite. We entered and as we approached the picnic table, I opened Melinda's robe and turned her towards me. We kissed, I sucked on her stiffening nipples and she began rubbing my hardening penis. My fingers made their way down to her clitoris and as soon as I touched it, she became putty in my hands. I removed Melinda's robe and placed it on the picnic table for her to lay on. She climbed on the table top and lay down facing me. I then kissed from her neck all the way down to her ever moistening pleasure pit. When my tongue found her clitoris, she began making those pleasure moans. I licked, flicked and sucked until her body stiffened and her juices flowed out like a river. She then begged me to fuck her and fuck her hard. I climbed up, knelt on the table, entered her waiting valley of pleasure and slid my rock hard penis in as fast and as far as I could. Melinda gasped in pleasure as I kept pounding her. We came in unison. We lay there there on the table for a short time enjoying the starry skies and then Melinda asked if anyone could have seen or heard us. I told her I didn't think so but also said so what if they did? She got excited at that thought and began fondling my penis as I was rubbing her clit. We fucked again that night and discovered the return trip to the camper was more difficult because Melinda hadn't quite regained 100% use of her legs. On another camping trip in the mountains of North Carolina, we found a long, winding trail up the side of a mountain in the campground. It would take about 45 minutes of sometimes strenuous climbing, but we eventually reached a flat, somewhat secluded scenic overlook. We rested for awhile and enjoyed the sounds of the birds and the cool breeze gently blowing the leaves. I suggested that next time we should bring along something to lay on, and some wine and cheese to enjoy. I also said this would make a perfect place for all out naked, daytime sex. Melinda just looked at me like I was crazy, but didn't say no, which was a good thing. Well, the next time couldn't come fast enough for me. I was ready the next day but it still took more convincing to get Melinda to go along with the plan. Shortly before the end of our trip for that year I convinced her the time was right for this. On the way up the mountain though, we passed 3 hikers coming down. I thought for sure this would nix any chance I had of getting layed on top of the mountain, but persistence, and the wine paid off. Melinda was relaxed and we were both enjoying the cool breeze, the shade with the only sounds being that of the birds. I was caressing Melinda's neck and kept inching ever lower until I reached the top of her breasts. I didn't meet with too much resistance either as I took off her top, then her bra and then I slid off her shorts. Of course I was already out of mine. I laid her back unto the blanket and began kissing and caressing, going ever lower until I reached the sweet spot. As I was eating her out and tonguing her clit, I inserted my fingers into her pussy. Melinda has an elusive G-spot, but when I find it, she gushes forth a river of fluids. When she came, there was nothing quiet at the top of the mountain that day. I fucked her hard and good and we layed there for a time to recuperate. Every once and awhile, some branches would blow in the wind and some twigs would hit the ground and Melinda would get all concerned that someone was coming, but when the breeze stopped, all was quiet again. After a time, we donned our clothes and made our way down the mountain. That steep, winding path made it difficult, but it sure was worth it. Don't let anyone tell you it is easier going down a mountain then it is going up, especially after a vigorous sexual workout. We made it back to our camper and met some fellow campers who asked where we had been and what we had been doing. We simply smiled and said we hiked up to the top of the mountain and enjoyed the peace and quiet up there. Over the years, we made that little trip up the mountain several more times, but only once per trip to that campground was all I could get out of her. However, that didn't stop us from using other campsites in the campground, after dark of course. I sense another night out and a ride coming up!