4 comments/ 220716 views/ 31 favorites Exposed Wife By: President_Vlad I had been living with my wife for over a year. She was quite tall and slim and pretty too. Very sexy, very smart, but best of all, she loved to party. Being in a huge city, bars, people and music were never hard to find. Sitting at a bar drinking beer was one of our favourite pastimes. So we were out one night, drinking, laughing, dancing to crap music, looking at sexy girls bodies swaying to the beat. She was in her early 30's and I was 12 years older so we both really enjoyed looking at younger girls moving sexily to music. "Do you like looking at them?" she insecurely asked. "You're much sexier baby" I told her, I knew this game. And, at my age, was a master. "Ha ha....I'm ten years older than those little girls." "Yes, but there's not a man in here that hasn't taken his eyes off your arse." "Who? Where?" I pointed them out. All of them were looking. It was something about the way she moved her body: so tall yet so graceful and the sex just flowed like a river of porn. I had gotten used to the staring of other guys, and over the months I had relaxed about it, evolving into somewhat of a quiet voyeur from the angry douche bag I used to be when I had first started living with her. "And why do you think they are looking at me at my age when there are all these tight little teenage pussies available?" I played the game, convincing her she was gorgeous and it wasn't really her unavailability that was the attraction to us asshole guys. We carried on drinking and talking, with her dancing attracting ever more daring partners -- one even putting his hands around her waist as they danced. A year ago he would've received the death stare. We got drunk and left in the middle of the morning, sleeping through Sunday until mid afternoon. Oh the joy of no children. We snacked until early evening, when I suggested the movies. The game started again. "What shall I wear?" I didn't play this time, but tried a different tact, knowing she was still on a buzz from last night's attention. "Why don't you see how much attention you can get tonight honey?" I teasingly asked. She bit. I was smug. I selected a normal top, with a matching short skirt. No panties. I convinced her no panties. I suspected she liked the idea of sitting in the movies, being able to open and close her legs as she wished, exposing herself to the darkness. She dressed and we walked to the elevator. I didn't mention that I was trying to get her horny as hell. Now don't misunderstand, she had her moments, but they were rare. We had a lot of sex for sure, but that dirty stuff that we pervs oh so enjoy, well, I hadn't had one of those sessions for some time. The elevator arrived and we entered. I couldn't resist it -- I kissed her full on the lips, entering her mouth with my probing tongue, circling my fingers around her arse cheeks. I knew she was wet. "Stand still." I commanded, and pulled her skirt down to her knees, her freshly shaved dripping vagina exposed to my hungry eyes. Her shocked facial expression intensified to sheer horror as the elevator slowed three floors from the bottom. She glared at me as she pulled it up hastily trying to re-arrange herself as a neighbour stepped in. He was in his fifties and I wasn't sure he couldn't smell her dripping cunt. However, had he gazed down, he'd have noticed her skirt on the wrong way round. Just as I had had that thought, he gazed down, and smiled. She blushed. Cool. We spent the night flirting with each other, and, as she walked around the mall to the screens, she deliberately walked up a glass staircase, exposing to anyone below a cunt that I just couldn't wait to eat. I noticed one middle aged man looking up, hurriedly looking to each side to ensure his fat wife wouldn't catch him. His fat wife should thank us; she'd be getting a good pussy pounding tonight for sure. We enjoyed the night. I didn't want to spoil it getting ejected from the movie for finger banging a girl I'd be cock banging a couple of hours later. I wasn't 17 after all, was I? We got home and fucked like the 17year olds that we weren't, and I waited for the weekend, hoping I could use my not so ingenious methods to make her hot again. Friday night came, and we played the dressing game again. Not wanting to repeat last weekend's trick I selected an even shorter skirt but with ultra tight black gloss leggings. I nearly came in my pants as she pulled them on and they went right up the crack or her arse. We finished a bottle of wine and left for our local bar. We didn't know anyone there except the barman, who set us up some drinks as we walked in. She was already tipsy, and after a couple more and some flirting with the barman she wanted a dance. Damn she looked hot; my cock started to twitch watching her move. There were a lot of eyes on her too, men, boys, and horny girls. I wanted to fuck her there and then. The drinking and dancing continued for a few hours. I limited myself as the whole point of showing her off was to get her horny enough for a dirty session, something that wouldn't happen with too much alcohol. She was getting wilder, arms around guys' necks, their hands on her hips. She came back to finish off yet another glass and said she was sweating and asked if it was ok to take off the leggings. I suggested no and that perhaps the skirt removed would cool her somewhat and still retain some dignity. She agreed and went to the toilet and unclasped the skirt, putting it in her handbag. Watching her walk back I realized I was getting anxious with nerves at everyone looking. Her leggings showed everything, even pulling tight up her vagina. Camel toe gold medal; and the girl did have big pussy lips. She gave me a slutty kiss and told me to check her bag as she went off to dance. I opened it -- the tiny skirt was folded, and on top, her wet string. I'd been chatting most of the evening to a nice middle aged couple at the bar as the drunken babe danced with everyone and anyone. They asked me what she'd put in the bag, so, in my drunken haze, I opened it and showed them, getting a nervous heartbeat as a strange man looked at my girlfriend's soaking panties. His wife giggled, looked up, and jokingly suggested he go dance with the girl with no pants on. He did. There were men all around her, staring at her arse and prominent cunny lips. He walked up to her and put his arms around her neck, softly grinding into her. My cock jumped, his wife placed her hand on my knee and smiled at me with a slutty drunken look. She was about my age, way too old for me, and slightly chubby, in a sexy way. She rubbed up my knee as she watched her husband, who by now had lowered his hands to my wife's hips, and found my throbbing cock. I swallowed dryly with surprise and tried to ignore her by taking a huge swig of beer, as I watched a strange man, who knew she was wearing no panties, grind his obviously swollen tool into my wife's crotch. I couldn't wait to get her home. She came over for a drink and told me she was drunk but oh so horny. Really darling I hadn't realised. "Why you so horny?" I wanted to hear her confession. "He's got a hard on, I think he went to the toilet to wank." "How do you know he's erect?" I asked, again with a dry throat and a throbbing cock. His wife was trying to listen above the music. "He was rubbing it on me..."she drunkenly confessed... "...I couldn't help it." She finished her drink, gave me a fake look of shame, and went back to dance. A different guy grabbed her, equally as drunk, and started to kiss her. She responded to his kiss with too much vigour for my liking and I knew it was approaching home time. I had enjoyed the show so far but kissing was taboo. When hands dropped to her arse she turned around and ground into him, bending to touch her toes in time with the pounding music as he held her hips dreaming of his own pounding. The couple had gone onto the dance floor too, drunk and in their heightened state of sexual arousal. I rubbed my cock through my jeans. It felt good. I need to cum. I thought about visiting the toilets but decided, even as perverted as I was, public toilet masturbation wasn't part of my lifestyle; besides, I wanted to see how hot I could make my slut because I wanted to achieve my objective. My dirty unfaithful lady staggered back when the song finished. She didn't have to speak, I knew she needed cock. As I paid up and walked to the cloakroom, the middle aged couple also left. They walked along with us, and the conversation revolved around the hot little girls dancing in their little skirts. His references to wanting to see their tight young bodies were obviously aimed at my wife, who bit and asked was she as sexy, turning and pushing her arse up for us to assess. A unanimous "Gorgeous!" from the three of us rubber stamped my impending hardcore session, and we continued our short journey, as apparently they lived in the next apartment block. I started to feel relaxed, thinking of all the illegal things I wanted to invent to do to this slutty bitch, when I heard myself ask: "Come up to our place, I got some beers kicking around" like we hadn't had enough and as though I didn't really just want to strip my slut naked the second I entered the elevator. The offer was gratefully received by our new acquaintances, and we went up and entered the apartment. As we took off jackets and shoes, my dirty cow once again bent right forward so we could all see her arse and, unknown to her, those very wet and prominent lips, which had soaked her leggings, making her look incontinent. She didn't know that we all knew the truth. The middle aged man took it as another queue to have an uninvited play and stepped in, held her hips and started grinding into her arse and pussy, simulating thrusts and dragging a finger across her lips. "Oh that's rude, and we have guests....!" she cooed sweetly, thinking the throb was mine. He let go and stepped back, and the three of us grinned drunkenly to each other as she tried to stand up straight, regretting bending over in the first place. I don't know why I didn't try to stop him...perhaps it was because he was a nice guy, ten years older than me, and, strangely, it was turning me on. We travelled to the kitchen and I put on a bit of music, quite but danceable. I grabbed cold beers and some more wine and we all started to dance, my first with my own girl for what seemed like hours. "You're not hard like you were 5 minutes ago!" she stated openly, putting her hand to my cock. "It wasn't me grinding you." I told her. The look of shock was great. She looked over to our dancing friends and said to the professor look-a-like: "You rubbed your cock on me...how rude!" and we all laughed, and swapped dance partners. I could see where this was going, and wasn't sure how to stop it. It was hot in the apartment, and the middle aged wife decided she had nothing to lose by dropping her jeans and pulling off her top. Actually she looked quite horny in her satin underwear, and I pulled off my top in approval (at my age, I rarely needed an excuse to expose my hard-fought-for six-pack. Not to be outdone, and turned on by the sight of his underwear clad chubby wife, Mr. Horny Old Dude unbuttoned his shirt and almost instantly dropped his trousers, his huge hard-on poking up inside his underwear. Impressive. I was glad he kept his boxers on though. Well, there was one left, and she keeping clothed. She also wasn't wearing panties, and we all knew it. She walked into the middle of the kitchen, looked me in the eye, pulled up her top, unclasped her bra, and dropped it all, standing topless with her huge nipples erect and breasts swinging freely, Smiling and rubbing them, pulling her nipples out hard. I was so hard and just wanted to suck them. I loved sucking her tits. I stepped toward her but was beaten by a guy 20 years older than her who was determined to have a feel before someone intervened. "No!" said my babe, but not because she didn't want the attention, evidently she wanted to get her cunt out. Would I let it happen? I didn't have a choice. I stood transfixed as she turned around, hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her leggings, and slowly slowly started to pull them down. When half her cheeks were exposed, the underwear clad middle aged mum dropped her bra off to reveal a nice pair, and as I stared at them, her husband dived straight in, pinching, suckling, massaging, his obvious excitement encouraging them both on toward something that I had neither planned nor in my naivety, anticipated. I shouldn't have been, but I became somewhat shocked as she dropped her panties, right there, right there in front of me, us, right there in my kitchen; and her husband's excitement quadrupled. On seeing the shaven older pussy, displayed so openly, my angel bent forward, again, right over this time, and pulled the leggings down and out of the crack of her arse and away from her sticky pussy, dropping them all the way to the floor. Her wet lips had come into view, as had her sweaty anus. I couldn't fully grasp the scene: a stranger of a man with his erect penis throbbing inside his boxers and his middle aged but by now very sexy looking naked wife were looking at my equally butt naked wife in our kitchen, and, as I thought the surrealistic images couldn't get anymore more surreal, Mr. Fifty dropped his boxers, his cock pointing directly at my sluts exposed holes, pre-cum dripping, big head purple and angry. She was looking over her shoulder at him, looking at his cock, just staring, drunken blurry eyes transfixed to a tool 20 years older than her. That cock had been ejaculating before she was even born. She wasn't alone in her staring: I was embarrassingly transfixed to only the second live cock I'd even seen, and his wife was the third unavoidable voyeur, aware, as we all were, that this impromptu evening had evolved beyond drinking and grinding and flashing tits and ass. Sensing an imminent un-discussed insertion into a much younger pussy, the sexy wife dropped to her knees and made oral love to that cock. Her actions broke the voyeuristic spell that had befallen us, and my honey, still bent to an almost touchy toe position, began pulling her nipples as she looked over her shoulder at the blow job action unfolding in her kitchen. Quite why she continued to expose her inner most sexual parts instead of turning was slightly perplexing me, as not only had my voyeuristic side had been fulfilled, I had no desire, perverted or otherwise, to watch her being taken. Despite it all, my cock was so hard; I wanted to drop my jeans, after all I was the only one not fully exposed, and I loved showing off my knob. What man doesn't? What was in my mind at that point was that I was going to drop my jeans, show the fellating lady my nice looking tool, then stick my cock up my woman's cunt and fuck her whilst our two guests did the same. I didn't mind them watching; after all, it wouldn't be the first time I'd been watched. What wasn't in my mind was that the woman would un-impale her head from her husband's cock, reach for mine, and thrust it to gently into her mouth, moving it toward the back of her throat before I could react. It felt so good, her warm soft mouth around my aching helmet. She tickled by balls too; damn I loved that. My baby was watching. By now rubbing her dripping cunt lips openly for all to see, and running her finger over her anus, still looking over her shoulder. I couldn't take anymore. I really needed to cum, but wanted my own woman to have it and I so needed to smell her. She'd been rubbing her vagina on other men's cocks all night and I knew it was soaking and sweaty; I just had to smell it. I was about to pull out of that warm willing mouth and drop to my knees behind my wife, wanting to smell her arsehole, when, as if a scene form a porno, Mr. Horny stopped tugging his big cock, dropped down behind my slut, and just stared into her much younger pussy. His wife was an expert cock pleaser, and I involuntarily started to shaft her head as the voyeur started to smell my woman's sweaty arse crack. My god it was so horny to see, she loved it too, and started to gyrate her bottom as he nuzzled his nose into the crack of joy. Would she let him fuck her, I found myself wondering, as I watched from another world, not knowing what to do, leaving it up to my slut to call the shots. It didn't take long, as she placed a hand on each buttock and pulled herself wide open for this man's pleasure, exposing her pink gaping hole. He didn't disappoint her; he pushed his tongue, oh so slowly, deep into her anus, her arsehole, her tight secret hole of lust. If it hadn't have been for the amazing mouth wrapped around my swollen tool, I would've stopped him, I told myself. But I knew I wouldn't. It was too horny, too sexy to stop. Far too filthy dirty. As I watched I realized his wife had stopped sucking my cock and was watching her older husband tongue fuck this young woman. She wanked me rhythmically, kissing my head softly, running her tongue around on it, almost lovingly. It was incredible, watching my previously loyal wife getting her anus and pussy eaten out by a relative stranger as she bent forward and touched her toes. This man had seen, smelled, and tasted my wife's anus and vagina, and I hadn't stopped him, and right now, as I watched, she was dropping to her knees in our kitchen to suck on his big cock. I couldn't believe, but any anxieties vanished as his wife returned to deep throating me. This double swapped over fellatio continued for a few minutes. God women were sluts sometimes. My wife stood up and demanded cock: "I need fucking." His wife agreed: "My cunt needs cocks." I wasn't sure I wanted her, but I knew I wanted my wife. We walked to our bed, a superb Super King size, not purchased for this purpose. I lay her down on the bed and entered her. At that moment I didn't care who could see what, I just wanted to be inside her vagina. I thrust in an out, almost oblivious to the scene next to me. My face was buried in my wife's neck and I was kissing it softly. I wanted to tongue her mouth passionately but didn't quite fancy the obvious taste of cock. The other couple were on our bed too, her wanking and sucking his cock. She turned around and offered her rear end to him as I watched. The site of her cunt and dark arsehole staring and winking at me brought me an excitement I couldn't control. I fucked my slutty cock sucking wife's flooded cunt faster and faster, slowing as my baby lifted her head to try and see. As the guy started to enter his wife, mine reached for his balls and massaged them, pushing her thumb against his arsehole. It was dirty of her, and I thanked the beer for preventing my ejaculation. He fucked his wife wildly, and mine asked for doggy style too. There we were, two couples, neighbours and strangers before tonight and now players in an incredibly hot sexual game, which was consensual and hadn't gone too far. I reached under and started to massage her clit as she buried her face in the bed and lifted her anus up high. She started to finger her own arsehole, one then two fingers, knuckle deep, and started to cum. The anal fingering display pushed him over the edge, his orgasm starting with a grunted "Mmm" and he became more vociferous as his wife joined in. She started to push back harder on his weapon, looking over her shoulder as she came with us also reaching climax. As if previously agreed but totally spontaneous, my big cocked friend and I withdrew, grabbed our respective erections and furiously fisted them as spurt after spurt of hot cum sprayed of the dirty cow's backs. I turned slightly to look at his wife's cunt as I came, staring into her winking hole as I wrung the last droplets from my softening penis. Exposed Wife - Jill Tanning My wife Jill is a cute little petite "real" blonde, 5' 3", 104 lbs, with bouncy B breasts and hard nipples. She has a narrow waist, great ass and slim legs. She is kind of a shorter version of Nicole Kidman. Jill still has not visualized herself other than a shy, modest and proper lady that wouldn't think of doing anything nasty. Not long after we were married when she was in her early 20's, something happened that made me realize how exciting it is to have other men see my pretty wife completely naked. To know that she is so shy and modest and would never knowingly allow another guy to see her, even in a bra, makes the whole experience a real turn on for me. In the winter months, Jill would tan regularly at a small tanning salon, owned by a friend of hers, and located on a lower floor in an old downtown building. The salon was being remodeled to make room for more beds and was torn up in the construction process. The owner had temporarily placed several tanning beds in different rooms separated from the waiting area so they could remain open for business during construction. One tanning bed was placed in an old hallway that had been blocked off with a new wall and was separated from the temporary waiting area by a six foot locked glass sliding door that was to be framed and sheet rocked in later. The glass door was covered with brown paper held with masking tape on the glass for privacy. A regular wooden door from another room was used to access the temporary location for the bed. Anyone using that tanning bed would not be aware of any activity on the other side of the covered glass door. Since my wife and the owner were friends, she would normally let my wife tan after hours while the janitorial was cleaning and write down her own time for billing. I had been cleaning the garage and Jill talked me into driving her to the tanning salon where I had dropped her off, ran an errand and returned to pick her up around 9 PM that evening. I walked into the waiting area with a cup of coffee and sat down across the room from the covered glass door and glanced through a magazine to wait for her. The place was now closed so no other customers or staff was in that part of the salon. A new carpet was being installed in the waiting area and two carpet installers were working across the room from me right next to the covered glass door. You could see a blue-violet light glow coming from the other side of the glass door. I noticed that some of the brown paper that had been taped over the waiting room side of the door for privacy had become loose. There was a small 6 to 8 inch corner area of paper that had fallen from the tape and was hanging back off the glass about two or three feet up from the bottom of the door. This formed a small triangle shaped opening looking directly into the other area. As I watched, the two workmen were down on their knees huddled together and appeared to be examining a seam in the new carpet at the door directly in front of the opening in the paper covering. A couple moments later when I glanced at them, the opening in the paper was twice the size it had been just a few seconds before. Two things we pretty clear by now; the two guys were having a good time watching whatever they were watching and whoever taped the brown privacy paper on the glass had put it on the outside of the glass which wouldn't do a lot to protect the modesty of the person on the other side if some dirty minded guy wanted to take a peek. The blue-violet light was shinning through the clear glass opening on their faces. They were laughing and quietly talking and remained in the same place for several minutes. I really didn't think too much about it until some other workman yelled from another part of the building and they both quickly jumped up and hurried out of the room. I don't think they had even noticed me sitting across the waiting room but when they passed me to go out the door they had a look on their faces like they just got caught with their hand in the cookie jar. After they left the room and walked up the stairs, I noticed that the open flap of paper had been hastily reattached and the opening was almost closed. To satisfy my curiosity, I quickly went over to the glass door, got down on my knees and looked through the small opening in the paper. There was my beautiful young wife lying on her back stark naked in the tanning booth not more than two or three feet from the opening in the brown paper. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The whole picture hit me like a ton of bricks and it was suddenly clear why the two guys were acting so strange spending so much time in the same spot. How amazing it was to remember how careful she always is to make sure the blinds are closed when she is dressing and how she won't even consider wearing a swimming suit that shows too much. There she was lying there without a chance of protecting her modesty. Of all the tanning beds in the place she could have selected, she had to pick the one right next to the door where she was unknowingly entertaining two horny guys she didn't even know. The bright lamps shinning down from the top of the tanning bed cover were about a foot above her body and did a great lighting job clearly showing all of her charms and didn't leave anything to the imagination. The foot of the tanning bed was only a few inches from the glass door at a slight angle that allowed a great view of her entire body. You could see her soft breasts with hard nipples rise and fall with her breathing as she listened to the music. Her legs were slightly parted so the guys could look right up between her legs at her cute little blonde pussy. Her pubic hair is so light and sparse; they could clearly see her entire slit opening and deep rose colored pussy lips as she lay there under the bright lamps. A month before, I had begged and pleaded enough that she had reluctantly agreed to let me shave her just one time as long as I didn't ask her again. I knew I had to make the most of it so I only left a little blonde fuzz up on her mound and the rest of her crotch was slick as a lollipop. She didn't like how my handiwork showed off her full pussy lips even when she held her legs tightly together. She felt exposed and even self-conscience standing naked in front of me with nothing hiding her secret place. Little did I know that several other guys would be lucky enough to get to enjoy viewing my wife's essentially shaved crotch up close and personal. If she had known that she would be lying there showing her naked manicured pussy to these strangers while they laughed and made jokes she would have been so embarrassed. My heart was pounding with excitement as I heard voices coming, so I quickly returned to my chair and pretended to be reading. I didn't even look up as the same two carpet layers returned to the room with another guy wearing a carpenter's belt following them. They all three glanced my way but went directly over to the spot by the opening in the paper and appeared to be discussing that same seam in the carpet. It wasn't long before the paper had been pulled away again letting the blue light stream into the waiting room. I raised my eyes from the magazine and saw them grinning and whispering to themselves as they feasted their eyes on my beautiful naked wife. One of the carpet guys kept looking over his shoulder at me as the three of them talked and laughed louder and louder. I'm sure my wife could have heard them joking around except that the motor and cooling fans on the tanning bed covered up the commotion. Also, she had placed the audio headset over her ears and was enjoying the music. I was sitting there with my heart pounding trying to decide whether to break up their little party or just get out of there when the carpet guy who had been glancing at me motioned with his finger for me to come over to where they were. I think it finally became so obvious that they were not working on the carpet, with their noses pressed up against the glass, that they were going to have to share their good fortune with me since they certainly were not ready to close up the paper and end all the fun. The carpet guy met me half way across the room with a big grin telling me how I wouldn't believe the hot chick they were watching. The idea that the hot chick was my wife never crossed his mind. I was dressed in old work clothes with my coffee and he must have guessed I was also working in the building and was just taking a break. The other two guys didn't even look my way but did shift positions so I could get closer for a good look. The guy that had invited me over to watch the show evidently wasn't happy with his vantage point so he boldly pulled half of the entire three foot section of paper off the glass opening up the viewing area at least 3 feet by 4 feet. He joked that we might as well have a wide screen show as he openly rubbed his cock through his jeans. As I focused on the scene spread out before us, it was obvious why he wasn't too worried about my wife discovering her admirers. It would have taken a bomb to alert her to the show she was putting on for the guys. There she was on center stage, every inch of her body was flooded in light, the hum of the fans were enough to hide any stray sounds of talking and laughing, the volume of the music coming from the full headset covering her ears was turned up to overcome the sounds of the fans, her eyes were tightly closed covered by the small plastic eye protectors. It suddenly occurred to me how exposed my shy modest little wife looked as she relaxed in the warm glow, deaf, blind, and completely dumb to the wild eyed excitement of her audience. What's more, the lighted timer at the head of the bed showed exactly how long the show would last. Any one of us could have easily reached out and tickled the bottom of her cute little size 5 feet had the glass not been in the way. The grinning guys were so close to my wife that every naked detail of her young body was exposed and could be studied in raw detail. The guys were fully engrossed in exploring my young wife's every feminine detail with their eyes and making increasingly more crude comments that would bring forth more laughs and jokes. The enlarged viewing area made it possible for all the guys to move to the left a little and have a perfect view straight up between her legs to her pussy framed between the bottoms of her cute feet with toes that were relaxed outward at a 45 degree angle no further away than the computer screen you are viewing. I've got to tell you it was quite an experience to be huddled together with three other guys so close you can feel their sweat and smell their odor while they visually rape your naked wife and tell you all the nasty things they would like to do to her. One guy noticed the little crinkles on the ends of her hard nipples and the little bumps scattered on her half dollar sized aureoles. How he would love to suck her nipples until they were an inch long, or pinch them until she squealed. Without a doubt, most of the guys' attention was directed to my wife's sweet pussy. The guy with the carpenter belt was transfixed with her bare pussy lips and every time Jill would shift slightly on the bed, he would cheer her on to spread those shapely legs wider. The other two carpet guys joined in the game of hooting and cheering hoping to catch a better glimpse of her already displayed charms. The carpenter was the first to notice but we all saw the movement right away. Sure enough, she had a faint smile on her face, her toes were keeping a rhythm, her tits were jiggling and her hips were moving slightly from side to side. She must have had a favorite song playing and she was swaying her body to the beat. She wasn't moving a lot but just enough to make it look like she was doing a slow seductive dance to the beat of the music as she lay bare ass naked. The three guys really went wild when my innocent little wife put her hands up over her head, locking her fingers, and proceeded to go through some pretty wild gyrations to the music she was enjoying. Her lips were mouthing the words, and with her arms stretched high over her head, her perky tits were wiggling and her hips and legs were more relaxed and moving with the music. My cute little wife was letting herself go as she blended with the song not knowing the erotic show she was putting on for the horny guys. Every time she would shift her slim hips, she would show her audience a little more of her pussy lips rubbing against each other. Look at her go, go baby go, all three guys were rubbing their crotches as they enjoyed the wanton show from the little blonde housewife. She stopped as quickly as she had started, putting her arms at her sides and laid still while all three guys moaned with disappointment that she had stopped her sexy little performance. The timer was almost to zero and a light mist of perspiration covered her soft skin. The heat of the lamps and the activity had clearly heated her body to show slight moisture droplets on the exposed lips of her pussy. You could see the light glisten with small reflective sparkles. The carpenter was saying how he would like to lick her juicy pussy when the unexpected happened. As if on cue, while every eye was focused on her bare crotch, Jill pulled her right knee up and out letting it rest over the edge of the bed. This movement pulled her right pussy lip slightly open giving the guys a view beyond anything my wildest dream. She just held the pose for us to see a hint of pink. Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, my cute little wife slowly brought her left ankle up to her left hand to wipe away a drop of perspiration from her ankle. The top of the bed was still lowered, so in order to reach her left ankle she had to pull her left knee up to her chest and point it outward. With her right knee still hanging over the right side of the bed, her bare shaved pussy was spread wide open under the bright lights. My wife's pussy lips flared wide showing her pink inside to the shocked guys. For the ten to fifteen seconds she scratched her ankle and foot, she was spreading her legs so far apart to reach her itch that her splayed crotch was pointing right at her secret fans. Not only was my cute little wife's pussy spread wide open but, with her left leg pulled up tight against her chest, her cute little pucker seemed to wink at the guys. The carpenter was rubbing himself yelling that he could see her asshole. I have never seen my wife look so naked and exposed. The bright lights only added to the almost obscene display of her genitals. The guys could have counted the little wrinkles that surrounded her little ring shaped anus. No sooner than she put her legs down the lights went out and timer showed 0:00 and the show was over. All three guys scrambled to replace the brown paper covering over the glass door. We all moved away from the glass door quickly and walked upstairs to the main reception room where the outside door entered. The carpet guy that had first talked to me made it clear that we could all get in a lot of trouble if anyone said a word about our little fun with the chick. None of the guys had a clue that I wasn't a construction worker and was this chick's husband. I wasn't about to tell them any different and spoil the exciting event that had just happened. The carpet guy got a big grin and said that now that he had her naked as a jaybird he was going to check her out with clothes on. All three guys thought that would be a lot of fun; I of course had a problem. I told them I was late for something and I would see them later as I walked out the front door into the night. I figured my wife would come out to the parking lot and look for me if I wasn't waiting for her in the salon. I couldn't help but want to see what would happen when my cute little wife came out to the reception room, she would just happened to run into three strange construction men hanging around the office who had ten minutes earlier seen everything she had. I stepped behind a parked car out of the street light and watched through the front window as the three guys tried to look busy poking around the reception office. A few minutes later in walked my cute little wife dressed in jeans and light sweater. Even from the street I could see how good she looked in her tight jeans showing off her cute ass. She seemed to look around for me and the carpet guy didn't waste any time in starting up a conversation. While she was talking to the carpet guy the other two guys were standing behind her checking out her ass and making funny gestures to the guy talking to her. One of the other guys would act like he was going to squeeze her ass trying to make the other guy laugh. Then all three guys stood around her in a semi-circle and seemed to be asking her questions faster than she could answer. It was evident they were having fun with my naive little wife getting her to stand close to them and talk while they watched her sweater covered chest while remembering how her tits and nipples looked just a few minutes ago. While one of the guys had Jill's attention, the other two would openly stare at her cute butt or crotch and remember exactly how juicy her spread open pussy looked. They could visualize exactly what she looked like under her jeans from the tiny freckle on her right pussy lip to the pink-rose color inside her cunt. What a turn on it must have been for the guys to get this cute little housewife, who normally wouldn't even bother giving them the time of day, talking while they remember a few minutes before she was putting on a show for them and didn't even know it. My heart was pounding again watching my sweet little wife field questions from the three pushy guys not knowing that all three of these horny guys had just feasted their eyes on her shaved pussy that she was so embarrassed to even show me. She had even flashed her cute little virgin off limits asshole at them without knowing. When she left the building and met me at the car she seemed a bit shaken. I ask her if anything was wrong. She then told me in detail how three weird construction men had asked her a lot of personal questions about tanning. They wanted to know how long it takes, whether she used a lotion on her skin, or if she gets sunburned where her bikini covers. They even wanted her to pull her jeans lower on her ass to see her tan lines. My little wife was so trusting and naive that she even told the three grinning construction guys with disgust that she tans in the nude if was any of their business. Like she was telling them something they didn't already know. She told me they gave her the creeps and she was sure glad to get away from them. She told me they got too close when they talked for her comfort and they sure looked at her in a strange way, kind of like they were undressing her with their eyes. As the three guys left the room they were grinning. Real creepy she said. If she only knew. My gorgeous blonde wife Jill had just let three complete strangers see her naked with her pussy only three feet from their noses and she didn't have any idea of what had happened. I was so turned on and excited that when she came out I grabbed her arm and headed for the car. When we got home, I took her clothes off and we fucked our brains out as I remembered that less than an hour before, three horny construction workers had watched her lay naked on the tanning bed. This happened by accident, but it had a lasting effect on me. Exposed Wife I sat back, my wife lay collapsed, semen dripping from her skin, and our friends lay down to recover. When the heat of sexual excitement cools, the atmosphere equally cools; but, in a friendly way, our guests, no doubt due to their maturity, comforted each other lovingly. I stood and pulled a cover from the dresser, and offered them the couch. They took the cue perfectly and rose to leave. She came to me and kissed me full on the lips, rubbing my cock as she did so; he turned to my wife and bent over to kiss her on the cheek goodnight. It was so relaxed, so mutually respectful. We haven't repeated the event up until now, but sure as hell we fucked a lot that weekend after our guests left the next morning. If you're thinking of sharing with another couple, oral only and same room sex is definitely a comfortable way to start.