0 comments/ 169433 views/ 13 favorites Jean's Modesty Ch. 1 By: K.K. My wife Jean and I met eight years ago at a party at a mutual friends house. We dated for about a year before we decided to get married. We have been married for seven years and I feel the same way about Jean now as I did the day we married. Jean is five feet eight inches tall, has beautiful dark brown eyes and has shoulder length dark brown almost black hair. She has sexy legs and beautiful breasts. Jean has always been modest. The only time I ever see her nude is during sex, which, by the way, she is very good at. If I am in the bathroom shaving or showering Jean will wait till I am done before doing what she needs to do in the bathroom. When she changes for bed if I am in the bedroom, she’ll use the bathroom or go into her closet and close the door. Because of Jean’s modesty I found myself playing games to try and catch a peek at her body any chance I got. A little peek up her skirt here, a look down her blouse there, or just walk in to the bathroom when she’s in there. The last method seldom works as she usually locks the door while she baths or uses the toilet. A couple of years ago I found a way I could spy on Jean and see what she was doing in almost any room down stairs. Our house is about 30 years old and I had to replace the furnace two years ago. When I did I installed a combined heating and air conditioning unit that sits in the attic. This required that I also put in all new ductwork. I pulled out all of the old heating ducts but left the old registers, which I planned to cover over later. All of the old registers for the first floor were in the center of the house. So as I was standing on step ladder removing the last of the heating ducts from the first floor registers I found that by looking through the old register vents I could see into the living room, kitchen, bedroom, and bathroom, with very little effort. I was just about to go back upstairs when I heard the garage door open. I decided to test my view and sat quietly as Jean came into the house. When she came into the kitchen I found that I had a better than expected view. Jean was wearing a short dress and from the angle I was looking up from I could see half way up her thigh. As she walked toward the living room she had to pass almost directly over the register. I was holding my breath hoping that she wouldn’t look down and see me. She didn’t see anything but I did. I got an up skirt view that gave me an instant hard on. The peek only lasted a couple of seconds but that was enough to make me hot. Jean went through the living room and around the corner to hall that went to the bathroom and our bedroom. Jean went into the bathroom. I had to turn around to see into the bathroom register and when I looked in Jean was standing in front of the sink looking into the mirror. She brushed the hair away from her eyes with her hand then walked over to the toilet. Now for the first time ever I was going to see Jean peeing. As I watched from below Jean lifted her dress, pulled down her panty hose and then her panties, which was exciting me to no end. Then as I watched her creamy ass cheeks as she sat down I had to pull my cock out of my pants to relieve the discomfort my hard on was causing me. When I heard the sound of her piss splashing into the toilet it just added to my excitement. When her stream stopped she took a handful of toilet paper and cleaned herself. Then she bent down and pulled her pantyhose the rest of the way off. As she stood and pulled her panties up she turned away from me giving me a great view of her firm ass. Jean let her dress drop back in place, picked up her pantyhose and headed out of the bathroom and into our bedroom. As she entered the room she was already unzipping her dress and pulling it over her head. Now she was in just her bra and panties. I couldn’t remember any time, other than when we were having sex, seeing my wife take her clothes off and I was as turned on seeing my wife in her bra and panties now, as I was the first time we had sex. Next Jean removed the bra exposing her beautiful tits. It took all my restraint to keep myself from running upstairs right then and throwing her on the bed taking her. I continued watching as Jean removed her panties. I admired her beautiful sexy body as she put her panties, pantyhose and bra in the laundry hamper and put her dress on a hanger and hung it in the closet. Finally she put on a fresh pair of panties her favorite pair of baggy shorts and a loose sweatshirt. After Jean was dressed she took the hamper to the laundry room and started a load of wash. I took that opportunity to sneak out of the basement and come back into the house through the garage. When I came into the house I found Jean back in the bedroom. She was sitting on the bed folding laundry. I was so horny I had to get laid soon. I sat behind Jean and began kissing her on the neck. Luckily she must have been in the mood because she responded by turning to me and giving me a deep tongue kiss that almost made my toes curl. I put my arms around Jean and lifted her sweatshirt high enough to expose her beautiful tits (she was braless). I pushed Jean back onto the bed and began licking and sucking on her nipples until she began moaning and breathing hard. We both started stripping our clothes off. As soon as we were both naked I went back to her tits and started working my way down to the fluffy triangle of hair between her legs. As I kissed and licked my way through the dark downy hair I could smell the heady sent that her pussy gives off when Jean is very horny. Finally as I slipped my tongue into the slit in her mound I could taste the sexual juices that were beginning to coat the outer edges of her lips. I pushed my tongue as far inside her as I could and sucked up as much of her juices as I could. Within five minutes Jean erupted into orgasm clamping her thighs tightly to the sides of my head. As her orgasm subsided Jean released the vise like grip she had on my head. As Jean was recovering her composure I climbed up on top of her and shoved my rock hard cock into her sloppy wet pussy. The sensation of her hot pussy wrapped around my cock and the long hard strokes I was taking brought me to orgasm very quickly. When I was done I collapsed on top of Jean and we both lay there for a while. When we were sufficiently recovered we went to our bedroom and made love slowly for another hour then we went to sleep. One night after we had been married a couple of years, I was teasing Jean about how modest she was and we were both laughing about it when I said, “Who was the first guy to see you naked other than your father?” Jean blushed and turned away. She was still laughing but she didn’t say anything, so I asked her again. Then she looked at me and said, “How do you know you weren’t the first?” I replied “You weren’t exactly a virgin when we met.” Jean smiled at me and said, “Well this should shock you. Before you I had sex with one guy one time and I never removed my clothes. I didn’t even take my panties off. You are the only man that has seen me naked since the last time my father gave me a bath when I was about six.” Later that night as Jean lay next to me sleeping I started imagining her in the back seat of a car, fully clothed, dress up around her hips, panties pulled to the side and some guy’s dick in her. Boy some special night. Suddenly I imagined Jean naked in bed with the same guy fucking her. This vision gave me an intense reaction. I got an erection as these images past through my mind. I was so aroused after a while that I couldn't sleep and I had to go into the bathroom and jerk off. After that night the image of some guy fucking my naked wife kept recurring. I was beginning to become obsessed with the image. I began to wonder if my wife would ever take her clothes off in front of another man or even more to the point would she ever fuck another man. Thinking about the possibility of my wife having sex with another man always put a knot in my stomach but it also always gave me an erection. As often happens when you wake up in the middle of the night and can’t go back to sleep, you come up with an idea. It’s not always a good idea but at 3:00 AM it seems like a stroke of genius. Well that’s what happened to me. While lying awake it came to me that I should find out if a stranger could seduce my wife. Mainly I wanted to see if he could get her to strip naked in front of him and then have sex with him. I decided right then that good idea or not, I was going to find out. The difficult part would be finding the right person to attempt the seduction. I say attempt because I didn’t think anyone could seduce her. After much thought I decided on one of the guys on my bowling team. His name was Ray and the reason I chose him was that he had the reputation of being a Don Juan. I remember one night at bowling the guys were asking Ray about his sexual prowess and I asked him if he had banged any of the ladies that were in the bowling alley that night. Ray looked around and said, “Yea, I see at least six women that I have fucked at least once. Three work here and the other three are wives of guys who bowl on this league.” From this I knew that all I had to do to get Ray to try to seduce my wife was to arrange for them to be alone together. In setting this up I didn’t want anyone to know what I was planning. Not the guys I bowl with, not Ray, and certainly not my wife. I just wanted to put things in motion and see what would happen and I wanted to keep the results to myself. One good thing about using Ray was that he was going to be moving away in a few weeks so I wouldn’t have to worry about running into him when I’m with Jean. The following week at bowling I set my plan in motion. Ray is a locksmith by trade so I asked Ray if he could come over to my house on Saturday and put new locks on the front and back doors. This request would not raise any eyebrows as I had often discussed having new locks installed and Ray had always said, “Just let me know when you want it done”. Ray told me the two locks I wanted with the labor to install them would cost about $220. I agreed to the price and Ray said he would be at my house at 10:00AM Saturday. When I got home that night I told Jean that I made an appointment to get the locks changed on Saturday but that I wouldn’t be home. I told her that my boss and I were taking a client out golfing so I would be gone most of the day. Jean said that was okay, she was planning to do some shopping but that could wait till after the locksmith left. Friday evening came and I was nervous. I worried that Ray might not even try to seduce Jean. I worried that Ray would seduce Jean. My feelings about what I was planning were very confused but when I thought about what I might see it made my dick hard. While I was sitting there stewing Jean fell asleep on the couch so although I was horny I didn’t get laid that night. Saturday morning I got up and dressed for golf. Jean was just sitting down at the kitchen table with here first cup of coffee when I left at about 8:00AM. I drove around the block and parked my car on the street. Then I walked through the woods behind our house being careful to not let Jean see me from a window. When I got to the house I crept down into the basement and quietly got onto my ladder. A quick look around spotted Jean, still in her nightgown, sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee and reading the paper. The way she was sitting gave me a view up under her nightgown all the way up to her panties. As I stared at her crotch I began to wonder if I was going to see another man removing her panties and putting his cock inside my beautiful wife. Now I had a major hard on again. For the next hour and a half I spied on Jean as she walked around the house doing her cleaning and then stripping her nightgown and panties off and getting into the shower. And finally getting dressed in her favorite baggy shorts and sweat shirt. I wished she would have worn something sexier but I had no control over what she wore. It was almost exactly 10:00 when the doorbell rang. Jean greeted Ray at the door and let him in. She showed him the two locks that were to be changed and he said it would take him about an hour to finish up. Jean said “I am going to go about my business then, if you need anything just shout.” With that Jean went into the bedroom. She went into her closet and out of my site when she came back it looked like she was carrying a blouse and skirt. She laid them on the bed and removed her sweatshirt and shorts. Then she went to her dresser and got out a bra. She put the bra on then went back to the bed and picked up the blouse she had gotten from the closet and put it on. It was just a casual white blouse that buttoned up the front but it fit loosely around the top. Next Jean put on a short pink pleated skirt. It was beginning to look as though Jean was planning to leave to go shopping the minute Ray finished changing the locks. I was disappointed but also a little relieved. When Jean had her hair just the way she wanted it she went back out to the kitchen where Ray was now installing the second lock. As she passed over the register I got a great view of her beautiful legs and panties. When she walked past Ray I saw him take a very long look at her beginning at her legs and going up her body to her face. Jean got herself a cup of coffee and offered one to Ray. Ray turned it down saying he might take her up on that when he was finished installing this lock. Jean sat at the kitchen table with her coffee and picked up the newspaper. The way Jean was sitting she was showing a lot of leg under the table and as I was looking through a register at floor level and Ray was sitting on the floor working on the lock we both had a perfect view. As Jean sat reading she occasionally move her legs sometimes giving us a view of her panties. I was beginning to get horny and by the look on Ray’s face he was feeling the same way. When Ray finished installing the lock in the kitchen he packed up his tools and washed his hands in the sink. Then he said, “I’d like that cup of coffee now if the offer still stands.” Jean said “Of course” and got up and poured Ray a cup. Jean sat back down at the table and started making small talk about an article in the paper. Ray came over and stood behind Jean looking over her shoulder as if he was looking at the article she was discussing. Actually he was peeking down the front of her blouse. The view must have been getting to him because I saw him at least twice adjust the position of cock to make it more comfortable. Jean put the paper down and leaned over to get her purse from the chair next to her, exposing her tits to Ray even more. As she retrieved her pursed she said, “Now that was $220 right?” Ray stammered slightly as he said “Aaah yayayes, $220”. At that moment Jean looked up and caught Ray staring down her blouse. Jean said, “What are you looking at? Are you looking inside my blouse? You are aren’t you?” I thought ‘oh shit, Ray fucked up. He can’t recover gracefully from this.’ Ray said, “Why yes I was. I’m sorry but I just couldn’t help myself. Your breasts are beautiful. I saw them by accident but I couldn’t take my eyes off them. I hope you can understand. It’s just that I haven’t seen breasts that perfect in size and shape. If you hadn't caught me I would probably still be looking at them.” Then Jean replied “Flattery will get you nowhere.” “Well then, how about money?” “What do you mean how about money?” “Well, what if I give you $20 off the cost of installing the locks would you forget my bad manners?” “$20? Well OK, I guess that would help.” “What if I give you $50, would you remove your blouse?” “Are you crazy, offering me money to expose myself to you?” “Technically I have already seen the top of your breasts and you agreed to a price of $20 for that viewing. All I am asking for is a better view of those lovely tits of yours.” “If you think it’s worth $20 dollars to peek at my breasts down the front of my blouse don’t you think it should be worth more that $30 more for me to take my blouse off?” “Well yea, after all, you still have your bra on. OK, how about $75, and you remove your blouse and your bra?” Jean was quiet for a minute then she said “Sit down”. Ray moved a kitchen chair to face Jean and sat in it. Jean unbuttoned her blouse but held it closed over her chest. “Are you sure we should be doing this” Ray nodded his head and said “Please don’t stop now.” Then Jean sighed, removed her blouse and hung it on her chair. Then she unsnapped her bra and let it slid off her shoulders exposing her beautiful tits. I couldn’t believe that she actually did that for money. As shocking as that was I found that the whole scene had given me a major hard on. Ray let out a low whistle and said, “They are magnificent.” For the next two minutes they didn’t speak. Jean stared at Ray’s face and Ray stared at Jean’s breasts. After the silence Ray’s voice startled me. He said “Another $50 to touch them?” Jean closed her eyes, tipped her head back and said “$75”. Ray said, “Deal”. Then he very gently cupped both of Jean’s breasts in his hands and began to lightly message them. Watching another man fondle my wife's tits was more exciting that I ever imagined it could be. Ray began to tease her nipples with his fingers. I notice that Jean closed her eyes tighter when he touched her nipples. I could tell that Jean was enjoying this but she wasn’t hot yet. Just then Ray leaned forward and licked the nipple of Jean’s left breast. When Jean didn’t say anything he sucked the nipple into his mouth and ran his tongue around it. As Jean began to respond a little Ray started really working on her left tit. He was squeezing, licking, biting, kissing and sucking that beautiful tit and Jean loved it. As Ray continued to work on her tit he dropped his right hand down on to Jean’s knee. He tried to slide his hand up her thigh but she had her legs crossed at the ankles and her knees together so he could not get his hand between her thighs and she kept grabbing his wrist as he tried to slide his hand up under her skirt. Suddenly Ray changed his attention to Jean’s right breast. He gave it the same kind of attention he had just given her left tit. As he was working on Jean’s tits, Ray said, “Spread your legs”. Jean responded with “$50” and then let her knees separate allowing Ray to slide his hand all the way up to Jean’s panties. Ray began teasing Jean’s pussy lips through the material of her panties. I could see very clearly as Ray pushed the crotch of Jean’s panties inside her steaming hole. As Ray slipped a finger inside my wife’s pussy he said “I’ll give you another $20 to take you skirt off so I can see your panties. Jean didn’t say anything, she just pulled Rays hand out from under her skirt and got up from her chair. She took Ray by the hand and led him into the living room and pointed to the couch. Ray sat down and Jean stood in front of him. She reached behind her and opened the zipper on the skirt and let it drop to the floor. Ray reached out and put his hand on her panties over her pussy and rubbed gently as he looked at my wife’s body. He told her to turn around and when she did he began messaging her ass cheeks. Ray had her turn around to face him again. Then Ray said, “Would you like to see my cock?” Jean said, “Yes, let me see it”. Ray stood up and opened his pants and dropped them to the floor followed by his shorts. He just stood there in front of Jean. His cock was only semi erect. Jean looked at it then she looked at Ray. He said, “Go ahead, touch it.” Jean wrapped her fingers around the shaft of his cock and began gently stroking it. With her other hand she cupped his balls. Although she was stroking his cock (a move that always gives me a big boner) his cock was not getting bigger. Jean's Modesty Ch. 1 “Jean, if you want to make it hard you have to put it in your mouth.” Jean got down on her knees in front of him. (I couldn’t believe that I was about to see my wife suck another mans cock.) She held his cock gently in her right hand then leaned forward and with her tongue drew the head of his cock into her mouth. As she pulled back it popped out again. She repeated this a couple more times then she swallowed his cock as far as she could then drew back until it almost came out of her mouth. She repeated this motion that seemed to be having an effect. After about a minute of Jean’s sexy mouth work Ray’s cock was standing tall. I was relieved to see that Ray’s cock wasn’t much different in size from mine. With Jean continuing to suck on his cock Ray began to get down on the floor. Jean moved with him never letting his cock drop from her lips. Once down he positioned himself so that his face was in Jean’s pussy. As Jean continued to suck him off, Ray pulled Jean’s panties off and started running his tongue around Jean’s pussy lips then pushed his tongue as far inside her as he could. Now the only sound I could hear was the sucking noises the two of them were making. After ten minutes of sucking each other Ray said “Where would you like me to deposit my load? In your mouth or in your big juicy pussy?” “In my pussy please.” With that Ray turned to face my wife and I watched as he slid his cock inside her pussy. I felt like I was in a trance. Except for the pain in my balls I wasn’t aware of anything around me. My eyes where glued to my wife’s pussy and the cock that was now in the hole that only I had used for the last eight years. As Ray began stroking his cock in and out of Jean I could tell by the sounds she was making that Jean was getting close to a climax. I heard Jean say, “Try to cum with me. I want to feel you filling my pussy up while I am having my orgasm.” “Oh, I’ll fill your pussy all right. I haven't been laid in about three weeks so I have a big load of cum for you.” “I’m starting, oh my god that’s feels good. Cum now, fill me up with your cum.” Just then Ray let out a loud grunt and he started bucking like a horse as he released his load. It must have taken Ray five minutes to finish emptying his load. When he did finish he got up and went to the bathroom while Jean lay on the floor. I could see cum running from her pussy and into the crack of her ass. I don’t know why but the sight of Ray’s cum dripping out of my wife’s pussy caused my to blow my own load all over my hands. When Ray came back into the room he picked up his pants and shorts and got dressed. Then he handed Jean her panties which she put on. By the time she stood up the crotch of her panties were already soaked through with cum. Jean put her skirt back on and went in the kitchen to get her blouse which she put on but didn’t button. She just tied the bottom of the blouse together. When Ray came into the kitchen she offered him a beer, which he accepted and they sat quietly and drank their beers. Jean was the first to break the silence. “This was a one time thing. It cannot happen again, is that understood?” Ray said “Agreed. Anyway I am moving out of town next week so that shouldn’t be a problem.” Jean got up from her chair and came around and sat on the edge of the kitchen table facing Ray and said, “Please don’t tell anyone about this. I’ve never done anything like this before and I probably never will again so I sure don’t want my husband to find out. If he did he would leave me in a minute and I couldn’t deal with losing him.” “Don’t worry, I never give away a confidence. Anyway, it was pretty good wasn’t it?” “It was terrific, I enjoyed ever second of it. And you sure as hell filled me up didn’t you?” Ray reached forward and lifted my wife’s skirt exposing the very wet crotch of her panties. “I guess I did fill you to overflowing. You couldn’t get another drop inside that pussy if you tried.” “Oh, I don’t know about that. I think I could hold anything you have left in you balls now.” With that challenge Ray stood up and lifted Jean so that her ass was sitting on the table. Then he began loosening his pants. Jean removed her blouse and leaned back resting her weight on her arms. When Ray took his pants off I could see that his cock was already hard I couldn’t believe that he recovered that fast although I was starting to get hard again myself. With his left hand Ray moved the crotch of Jean’s panties to the side and with his right hand he guided the head of his cock into Jean’s pussy. Then he held onto Jean’s legs as he pistoned his cock in and out of her dripping hole. I was getting exhausted just watching them. It wasn’t long before Jean was moaning and trying to push her hips up to meet the thrusts from Ray. As Ray pumped harder and faster I could see that he was breaking into a sweat. Finally with one loud groan Ray fired another load into my wife’s pussy. As Ray pulled back both he and Jean (and of course me) were staring at Jean’s pussy. As the head of Ray’s cock came clear only a little bit of his cum escaped with it. Jean said, “See, I told you I could handle it.” They both laughed. After that they got quiet. Ray quickly finished his beer and got his tools together and started to leave. Jean called after him “What about your fee?” Ray looked back at her and said, “I believe you paid in full”. Then he left. When Ray had gone I didn’t know what to do. I was confused about my feelings about the whole thing. While I did feel jealous, I didn’t feel anger. And I surly was aroused by the whole thing. I was thinking I should go have a couple of beers somewhere and think things over. But I couldn’t leave because Jean was sitting in the kitchen drinking a beer. I figured she would go take a shower when she finished her beer and I could slip out of the house unnoticed then. When Jean finished her beer she didn’t go to take a shower she went into the bedroom and stood in front of the mirror looking at herself. She lifted her skirt up and looked at how wet and sticky her panties and pussy were. Then she lay down on the bed. The image of her sticky panties and soggy pussy were too much for me. I felt a sudden urge to make love to Jean and it had to be right away. I very quietly left the basement and entered the house. I took my shoes off in the kitchen so Jean wouldn’t hear me coming. As I walked past the kitchen table I saw drops of cum starting to dry on the table and in the living room I saw drops of cum on the carpet. These sights just made me hotter. When I stepped into the bedroom I found Jean laying on the bed with her skirt hiked up to her waist and her right hand inside her panties. Her panties were so wet I could see through them. She had at least one finger buried in her pussy up to the second knuckle. I quietly said, “I’m home.” Jean jumped and with a shriek and tried to cover herself up. I quickly moved to the bed and sat beside her. I pulled the blankets down and said it’s Okay to take care of yourself when I not home. It’s nothing you need to be embarrassed about. In fact I find the sight a positive turn on.” I continued playing dumb like I didn’t notice that her pussy was dripping cum and the whole house smelled of sex. I just lay down on the bed next to her and started kissing her. Jean tried to pull away but I wouldn’t let her. When I started sucking her tits Jean began to enjoy what I was doing to her. When I ran my hand inside her panties Jean stiffened up and waited to see what was going to happen. I just said “My aren’t we wet, I guess you want a cock up inside you right now. Jean must have though this was the best way out of the mess she was in. After all, once I orgasm inside her she could stop worrying about me finding her pussy full of someone else’s cum. Jean said “I’ve been waiting for you to get home to fuck me all day. I want you inside me now.” I quickly stripped out of my clothes and slipped into Jean. As I was stroking in and out of Jean I kept thinking about what I had seen and all of the cum that filled Jean’s pussy. Jean was now relaxed and was enjoying her third fuck of the day. The more I though about the feeling I was getting from Jean’s pussy the hotter I got until I suddenly had an irresistible urge to go down on Jean’s cum filled pussy. Without another seconds thought I pulled my cock out of Jean and turned into a 69 position and before Jean knew or could react to what I was doing I had my tongue in her pussy. The smell was pungent and the taste slightly salty but I didn’t mind a bit. Jean started to say something but suddenly she was having one of the most extreme orgasms I have ever seen her have. She started bucking her hips, and then she grabbed my head with both her hands and pulled my face against her pussy. She began yelling “Suck my pussy, suck it clean. Oh lick me.” Then she found my cock with her mouth and started sucking on me. Jean’s orgasm lasted about three minutes. My orgasm started as hers ended and Jean sucked me dry. After lying there awhile we both fell asleep. I woke up about an hour later and Jean was still asleep. As I was still lying with my head almost in her pussy I could see that she was still dripping a little. I carefully leaned over and licked the trails of cum running from her pussy toward the crack of her ass. Jean’s hips started to respond again. Just a little but enough to show she was enjoying the attention so I stuck my tongue inside her and began sucking her to another orgasm. About halfway there she said “Put you cock in me, I want to feel you inside me.” I turned around and slipped my cock in her pussy. It was still very wet but not nearly as messy as before. I stroked my cock in and out of Jean’s pussy for about ten minutes before I felt my balls tighten up and release a stream of semen inside her. After that I dozed off again. When I woke up Jean was in the kitchen making dinner. When I walked through the house I noticed that Jean had cleaned all evidence of her sexual romp with the locksmith. When I went into the kitchen Jean handed me a beer and kissed me but never said a word about anything that had happened that day. I didn’t say anything ether. I did talk to her about it later but that’s a story for another time. Jean's Modesty Ch. 2 A while ago I wrote and told you about my wife Jean. I told you that the only time she lets me see her naked is when we are having sex. I explained how I found a way of spying on her from the basement by watching her through the registers from the old heating system. And I also told you how I watched her being seduced by a friend of mine who was at the house to install new locks in our doors. Now I want to tell you what has happened since Jean’s encounter with the locksmith. I told you when I wrote “Jean’s Modesty” that Ray, the lock smith, was going to move away and that was one of the reasons that I pick him to be part of my plan to see what Jean would do if someone tried to seduce her. I didn’t know how I would feel afterward so I didn’t want to have the guy around to remind me that Jean had been unfaithful and I certainly didn’t want to take a chance that the Jean might start up a long term affair. As things turned out I really enjoyed watching my wife being seduced and then having sex with another man. But, even though I enjoyed the whole thing I decided that I wouldn’t attempt it again. I didn’t want to chance destroying our marriage. I figured I would just sneak into the basement occasionally and spy on Jean as she did her business around the house. After Jean’s seduction I watched her very carefully to see if her behavior changed at all, to see if she became any less modest or if she started to show any interest in other men if they flirted with her. As far as I could tell she hadn’t changed at all. That is until one day when we stopped for lunch at a sidewalk cafe. Jean was reading the newspaper while we were waiting for our meal and I went to the men’s room. On my way back to our table I noticed that the guys at the table across from us had a nice view under our table. When I looked at Jean she still had the newspaper in front of her face and when I looked under the table I could see her beautiful legs, which were crossed. I stopped to admire her legs for a second when I noticed that the two guys sitting at the table in front of me were staring at Jean’s legs also. Then suddenly Jean uncrossed her legs in an exaggerated motion that gave us a clear view between her thighs all the way to her panties. When she put her foot on the floor she kept her knees about ten inches apart, which allowed us an unrestricted view of her crotch. This view was turning me on but was also puzzling me, because I had always known Jean to be very careful about how she sat so that she wouldn’t accidentally give a show like she was now. As Jean noticed me approaching the table she immediately crossed her legs, which told me that she was aware of what she was doing and the show she had given the guys at the other table was not an accident. As we ate our lunch I could see that the two men at the other table continued to look at Jean’s legs, and I also noticed that several times during the meal Jean crossed and uncrossed her legs. By the time we left the cafe my cock was so hard I had difficulty walking. The surprising things was when we got home it was Jean who initiated sex. She was very horny and her pussy was very wet. As time went on I found that Jean would often repeat this behavior. If we went out to eat or for drinks she would sit so that she could flash someone in the room, but she always made it look unintentional. Whenever she did this she would be extremely horny when we got home. I began to worry about what she was doing when I wasn’t around. I started to spy on Jean when I could. Like when she would go out to lunch with her friends or when she would go shopping. I would even sneak into places she would go to for lunch when she was at work. I found that the only time she flashed anyone was when she was with me. I didn’t understand this behavior but it made me feel better to know she wasn’t flashing all the time. A few weeks ago we both had a lot of errands to run so we arranged to meet for lunch at a restaurant we hadn’t been to before. I got there a few minutes before Jean and was a little surprised when she came in wearing slacks. I had been hoping she was going to play her little game. I was so disappointed that I didn’t notice the blouse she was wearing. It was blue silk and fit very loose. I didn’t think anything of it till the waiter came over to take our order. As Jean leaned forward to ask the waiter some question about the menu I realized that the waiter had a clear view inside the front of Jean’s blouse. When the waiter finally left I told Jean I had to go to the men’s room. As I walked behind her chair I bent over and kissed Jean on the neck. The purpose of the kiss was so that I could see what the waiter had been looking at. He had been looking at my wife's bare breasts. Jean was braless. In all of our marriage this was the first time I could remember Jean going out in public without a bra. I had an instant erection. The rest of lunch was agony for me. I was too horny to enjoy my meal and the waiter kept coming over to our table to see if everything was okay. When we finally got home, as horny as I was, Jean jumped me first. In the next few weeks whenever we went out Jean was either wearing a dress so she could show her panties or a blouse so she could show off her breasts. On a few occasions she did both. I still followed her occasionally to see if she was playing these games when she wasn’t with me but she never gave any indication that she was flashing except when she was with me. One day last month my wife told me that she wanted to have new blinds put up in all of the windows so she had made an appointment to have a man come over that Saturday morning to measure all of the windows. Thinking quickly I said that I was playing golf on Saturday and asked if she could handle the appointment herself. She said that it shouldn’t be a problem. Jean had not been alone in the house with another man since her experience with Ray. I wanted to watch what would happen. On Saturday morning I left the house at 8:00am, drove around the corner and parked the car at the playground. I walked through the woods and back to the house and sneaked into the basement where I had already set my ladder up so that I could see through all of the first floor registers. I watched Jean strip off her nightgown and sit on the toilet to pee. Then I watched as she showered. After she dried herself she went into the bedroom and put on a pair of her sexy white silk panties and matching bra. She looked at herself in the mirror and patted herself on the pussy as if to say ‘I approve’. Over the panties and bra Jean put on a short sundress. From Jean’s behavior I assumed that she wanted to measure more than just windows. As I watched Jean walk around the house my view of her was her thighs and panties. My cock was so hard I had to remove it from my pants because it was beginning to hurt. It was about 9:30 when the doorbell rang. Jean walked right over the register I was under giving me a great view of her legs and the silk crotch of her panties. I remember thinking the show is about to begin. I heard Jean greet the man as she opened the door. When he came into the living room where I could finally see him I felt real disappointment. The man now talking to my wife was at least 55 years old, bald and about 25 pounds overweigh. I couldn’t see any disappointment on Jean’s face. I wondered if this was the guy she expected. I heard the guy say that his name was Harold and that he was there to measure the windows for the custom blinds we ordered. Jean took him around and showed him the windows on the first floor that had to be measured and told him when he finished those to let her know and she would show him the windows upstairs that had to be done. Harold said, “Okay, I’ll start in the living room.” I watched as Jean went back to the bedroom. I was beginning to think that I had assumed to much. It now looked as though all Jean wanted was to have the windows measured. But then she did something that made me think I was right in the first place. Jean removed her silk panties and put on a plain pair of cotton panties then she remove the bra and replaced it with one of her everyday bras. I knew then that she must have been just as disappointed in Harold as I was. Now I was going to have to sit in the basement for a few hours until it was time for me to come home from golfing. The only entertainment I would have was watching Jean as she wandered around the house. It took Harold about an hour to get all the measurements from the windows downstairs. I heard him tell Jean he was ready to do the upstairs windows. Jean then led him upstairs. For the next hour it was really boring. I didn’t even have Jean to spy on and I couldn’t leave the basement because I didn’t know where in the house they were. Jean might see me sneaking across the yard. When they finally finished upstairs they came down and Harold went straight to the front door. I heard him say as he was leaving “The blinds should be ready in about two weeks. I will call you to set up and appointment to install them.” Jean said “Okay, and don’t forget my 20% discount.” The last thing I heard Harold say was “I won’t.” Now I had to wait for Jean to get busy somewhere in the back of the house so I could sneak out of the basement and get back to my car. I watched as Jean headed into the bathroom. She started to fill the tub and when she stepped back from the tub she was standing directly over the old register I was looking through. Her legs were straddling the register giving me a beautiful view of her pussy. As I strained to get closer to the register to get a better look it suddenly struck me that I didn’t remember seeing Jean remove her panties but she wasn’t wearing them now. As I was wondering what happened to Jean’s panties I felt something wet hit me on the cheek. Before I could even react to what I had just felt I saw a large glob of something slowly leaking from Jean’s pussy. It kept getting bigger until it was about the size of a grape then it fell. I couldn’t move quickly enough and it hit me on cheek and splattered across my nose, my lips and my chin. As my mouth was partially opened some of it went into my mouth. I recognized the taste immediately. It was cum. Jean must have fucked Harold while they were upstairs. The fact that she fucked him didn’t bother me as much as the fact that I didn’t get to see them. I started to stroke my cock as I continued watching Jean as she prepared for her bath. As she removed her sundress it was very obvious that she had just had sex. She still had her bra on but it had been unhooked and pushed up to expose her breasts which were covered with red spots where they had been squeezed, pinched, and sucked on. At first look Jean’s pussy didn’t show any signs of sex. Her pubic hair looked clean soft and curly as always but when she turned away from me and bent over to put the bath mat on the floor I could see that Harold’s cum was still leaking out of her slit. Her ass was slick with the cum that had leaked down her crack, and there was cum coating the inside of both her thighs. The view was making me so horny that I never even bothered to wipe off the cum that had splattered on my mouth. I found myself absentmindedly licking the cum off my lips. While Jean waited for the tub to fill she turned to look at herself in the full-length mirror on the back of the bathroom door. She put her hands under her breasts and gently massaged them. I could actually see her nipples harden. Next she ran both of her hands slowly down over her stomach and down to he pubic mound. At this point she spread her legs apart and then slid both hands down to her pussy. With her right hand she put two fingers inside her pussy and wiggled them around, then pulled them out and looked at the cum on her fingers. She brought her fingers up to her mouth and licked them. Then she put her fingers inside her pussy again then she rubbed the cum all over her face. She repeated the process again and rubbed the cum on her breasts. Then as I watched her from below as she began masturbating with her right hand and with the index finger of her left hand she gathered up as much of the cum that coated the crack of her ass and pushed her finger inside her anus. She pumped the finger in and out of her anus in time with the fingers in her pussy and kept this up until she had a tremendous orgasm. Luckily she finished just before the tub began to overflow and so did I. When Jean finally got into the tub, I cleaned myself up and quietly left the house. When I came back home she was still soaking in the tub. I wanted to climb into the tub with her but the door was locked. When Jean finished her bath she joined me in the kitchen and while we were having a beer I asked her, “How did you make out with the guy that came about the custom blinds. Jean said, “Fine, he said they should be ready in about two weeks and I managed to talk him into giving us a 20% discount.” I said “Your pretty good at getting discounts. You got a good discount on the locks Ray put in for us too. You’ll have to tell me how you do it sometime.” A strange expression came over Jean’s face like a little kid with a secret that they want to tell and she said “Some day I would love to tell you all about it.” For the next two weeks I wondered if Jean would fuck Harold again when he came back to install the blinds or did she only do it to get the discount. Harold finally called on Wednesday of the second week and said that the blinds were ready. He said that they had a big hotel job going so the only open time they had to install the blinds would be on Saturday. I ask him how long the installation would take and how many people would be coming to do the install. Harold said that it would probably take three to four hours to put all of the blinds up and he would be by himself. He said he could start about 10:00AM. I didn’t know whether I should leave my wife alone with him again. The idea that I might get a chance to see my wife have sex with another man was exciting me but the image of her fucking an old fat bald guy didn’t do much for me. In the end I decided to leave whatever happened up to Jean. I let Jean think that I was planning to be home Saturday for the installation. When I came home from work Friday night I told her “A friend of my needs a fourth for his golf foursome in the morning and asked if I could make it. I told him I would let him know tonight. Would it bother you if I’m not home while the blinds are being installed? If you don’t feel comfortable being alone with Harold, I’ll gladly stay home with you. ” Jean said, “Go ahead and play golf. I already know Harold from when he did the measurements. He’s harmless.” I thanked her and went to make a fake phone call to my friend. In the morning I did my usual routine. I left the house at 8:00AM, parked at the playground and walked back to the house and snuck into the basement. I sat on my ladder and watched as Jean cleaned up the breakfast dishes. Then she made the bed and headed to the bathroom for her shower. What was she going to wear? I felt that this was the key to what was going to happen today. As I watched her get dressed I could feel my hart sink. She put on her old cotton panties. They were so old that Jean had worn holes through them. She also wore one of her old work bras. Over that she put on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt. It was obvious that Jean was not planning on having sex with anyone today. The clothes she was wearing didn’t even give me anything to look at from my perch in the basement. Just before 10:00AM the doorbell rang. I didn’t even look up as Jean went to the door. I listened to Jean as she opened the door. I heard her say “Good morning Harold, opps, I’m sorry, you’re not Harold.” Then I heard a strange voice say, “No, I’m not Harold, I’m his son John. My dad got tied up on a job we are doing at a hotel and he asked me to install your blinds today.” Jean said, “Okay great, come on in.” They were still standing in the foyer. I could see a little of Jean but I couldn’t see John at all. “Do you want me to show you which windows are to be done?” John said, “No, that won’t be necessary. My dad gave me a floor plan of your house so I should be all set. If you don’t mind I would like to start upstairs and work my way down. This shouldn’t take to long. I’ll just go out to my truck and get what I need and get started.” Jean said, “Okay. I was just getting ready to change my clothes when you got here. So if you don’t mind you can let yourself back in. Then if you need anything, just call out. My name’s Jean” “Okay Jean.” John went back out to his truck and Jean went into the bedroom closet. She had really peaked my curiosity when she said that she had just been getting ready to change her clothes. I wondered if this meant what I thought it meant. Did Jean suddenly get horny? I heard John come back into the house but I couldn’t see him as he went straight up stairs. So, I turned my attention to Jean who was now coming into the bedroom form the closet. She quickly stripped naked and put on the silk lace panties and matching bra that she had originally planned to wear two weeks ago when Harold showed up. Next she put on a short black skirt and topped it off with her blue silk blouse that makes it easy to see her tits. She didn’t bother with stockings but she put on a pair of black high-heeled pumps. Nothing happen for about an hour, Jean stayed on the first floor while John worked upstairs. Jean had a lot of nervous energy and she kept pacing around the house, which was fine with me as it gave me many great views up her skirt. At one point she went into the bathroom, lifted her skirt up and slipped a couple of fingers inside her panties and into her pussy. For a minute I though she was going to masturbate but she immediately removed her fingers held them up to her face and smelled them. She then let her skirt down and washed her hands. Then she seemed to have a second thought. She reached into the shower stall and picked up the conditioner she uses on her hair. She squeezed a tiny drop onto her fingers, and then lifted her skirt again. She slipped the fingers with the conditioner inside her panties and rubbed them around in her pubic hair. The conditioner has a slight scent of apples and I have told Jean many times that I love the way it makes her pubic hair smell when she uses it down there. Now I realized that this trip to the bathroom was because she was worried that her pussy might not smell good. She needn’t have worried, she always smells good. Finally I heard John coming down stairs. Jean took one last look in the mirror and went out into the living room. When John came into the room I understood why Jean was concerned about everything from the clothes she was wearing to the way her pussy smelled. John looked like he was about 24 or 25 years. He was 6’3” about 175 pounds with blue eyes and dark almost black hair. He had an athletic build and a handsome face. He didn’t look like his father at all. John was the first to speak, “I finished everything upstairs. It went very well. I think you will be very happy with the results.” Jean said. “I’m sure we will be. Where do you want to work next?" John gave Jean a long look and said, “I think I’d like to start in the kitchen and work my way around and finish in the master bedroom.” As John moved his tools and materials into the kitchen Jean followed him. She offered him a cold drink, which he accepted but he continued working and sipped the drink when he came down off his ladder to get tools or parts. Jean stood across the room from John where she managed to keep up a continuous and intelligent conversation. John seemed to be enjoying Jean’s company. As John was about to mount the last of the brackets in the kitchen he dropped a screw to the floor. Jean quickly said I’ll get that for you. When she handed him the screw I saw John do a double take as he found himself looking down inside of Jean’s blouse. After that John kept asking Jean to hold things or hand things to him so he could peak down her blouse. John kept this up while he finished the kitchen, the den, the living room and on into the bedroom. When John got to the last window in the bedroom he asked Jean if she would stand on the ladder and hold a bracket in place while he searched through his toolbox for a part he needed. While Jean was on the latter concentrating on not moving the bracket, John was on the floor under the ladder looking up Jean’s skirt at her lovely legs and her silk covered pussy, which was exactly what I was doing. Jean's Modesty Ch. 2 John was staring at Jean’s crotch so intently that he never noticed that Jean was now looking at him. Jean cleared her throat and said, “What are you looking at?” John looked embarrassed but he didn’t say a word. Jean began to laugh and said, “You were looking up my dress weren’t you? John finally broke his silence. He said, “I just couldn’t help myself. You’ve got such beautiful legs I just had to look. I’m sorry. If you’d be willing to forget about it I’ll give you a 10% discount off the price of the job.” “Will that be on top of any discounts I already have?” “Of course.” “Well okay, but only if you answer a question for me. Was it my legs or my panties you were looking at? “John said, “Well actually it was both.” John was still on the floor and Jean was still standing on the ladder. I could see that John was having a difficult time trying not to look up Jean’s skirt. Then Jean surprised us both by saying, “If you want to look go ahead, I don’t really mind.” Then she lifted her skirt and said, “Is this what you want to see?” John looked surprised as he stammered, “Yy yes, and you are beautiful.” Then Jean said, “Now it’s your turn. Take your pants off so I can see you in your underwear” John didn’t miss a beat. He jumped to his feet up kicked his shoes off and dropped his pants and pulled them off. Then he took his shirt off and said “Your turn”. Jean removed her silk blouse and dropped it on the bed. John’s jockey shorts were having trouble controlling his erection. Jean looked at the lump in the front of John’s shorts and said, “Before we go any farther the discount you were going to give me is 20% right?” John said “Okay.” Then Jean came down off the ladder and walked over to John and pulled his shorts down. She wrapped her hands around his cock and began gently caressing it. As it grew to full length, which was about 8 inches, Jean knelt down and began licking the tip of his cock. She continued this for a couple of minutes then she sucked as much of his cock into her mouth as she could. She worked him with her tongue and mouth until his balls tightened up and he started to spew his cum into her mouth. It seemed like he was coming for minutes. When it finally stopped Jean let his now limp cock slip from her mouth. I could see that she had cum on he lips and chin. She just wiped her mouth with her hand and licked the cum off her fingers. Jean got up took off her bra and panties and walked out to the living room. As she left the bedroom she called over her shoulder, “If you want to fuck me you will have to do it out here, only my husband and I fuck in our bedroom. John followed her into the living room. Jean led John over to the sofa and sat him down then she stood in front of him. She put her hands on John’s neck and pulled his face into her pubic mound. John took the hint and began kissing and rubbing his face in her pubic hair. Jean asked, “How do I smell?” John said, “You smell terrific. A little like apples.” Jean sat on the end of the sofa and turned to face John spreading her legs as she did. Jean said, “Come and taste my sweet pussy.” John bent over and buried his face in Jean’s pussy. I could here the noise he was making as he licked and sucked on my wife’s pussy from across the room. After five minutes of his tongue on Jean’s clit she had her first orgasm. She moaned and pulled John’s head harder against her dripping pussy. After her orgasm passed Jean sat up and reached for John’s cock, which was already nearly recovered. Jean bent down and slipped her mouth over John’s cock and started giving another blowjob. This one look so good I could almost feel it myself. When she had him fully erect she lay back on the sofa and told John “Fuck me with that beautiful cock of yours.” John climbed on top of Jean and slowly slipped the head of his cock into Jean’s open and wet pussy lips. John just gently but steadily pushed until his cock was buried to his balls in my wife’s honey pot. John began stroking in and out, long slow strokes. Gradually picking up speed until I could hear him grunt on each in stroke. After about ten minutes of this Jean asked John to enter her from behind. Jean got up on all fours on the sofa and John got behind her and slipped his cock in and up to the hilt in one quick motion. Then John started stroking in and out very quickly. In about five minutes I could tell that Jean was starting another orgasm. As it began she yelled out “I’m startin to cum, I’m cumin, yea, fuck me faster, fuck me harder. Cum with me Push that big cock of yours up inside my hot cunt and give me your cum.” After that she just moaned. Then John yelled, “Here I cum”, and he began slamming into Jean real hard and then he pushed his cock in as far as he could and just froze there. After a couple of minutes John stated stroking again, very slowly until his limp and dripping cock slipped out of Jean’s pussy. When John stood up Jean said, “My husband will be home soon so you have to leave as soon as possible.” John quickly got dressed, got his tools together and headed for the door. Jean was still on the sofa lying on her back now with her legs in the air so that she wouldn’t drip cum on the furniture. John called from the door, “we will send the bill”. Jean called back “Don’t forget the 20% discount.” “I wont. Could we get together again sometime?” “No. This was a one-time thing. I enjoyed it, but it won’t happen again.” Then John left. As soon as John’s truck left Jean got up off the sofa, holding one hand over her pussy and headed for the bathroom. As Jean started filling the tub for her bath I watch John’s cum leaking out of her pussy and down the inside of her thigh. When she got into the tub I took the opportunity to slip out of the basement and back to me car. I allow enough time for Jean to finish her shower and clean any messes around the house then I went home. Jean was in the kitchen drinking a cup of tea when I came in. I asked her if the installation of the blinds went okay. Jean said, “Everything went in fine. I help the installer out of a sticky situation so he gave me an additional 20% off the cost of the blinds. I said, “How do you manage to get these discounts?” Jean said “Sometime I’ll tell you about it.” “I want to know now. I think I already know, but I want you to tell me in your own words.” Jean said “Okay, I will tell you tonight after dinner. Can it wait till then?” For the conclusion of this story see Jean’s Modesty III by KK Jean's Modesty Ch. 3 At the end of Jean's Modesty II I asked Jean to explain how she was always getting discounts on goods and services from people who did work in our house. As she promised, that night after dinner we sat down to discuss it. Jean started by saying "I first have to tell you a few things about me that I never told you before. When I was in high school I discovered by accident that I could get boys attention by letting them see my panties. The first time was an accident. I noticed that a boy I was interested in was staring at me and I didn't know why until I looked down and saw that my skirt had ridden up and exposed my panties. The boy came over to talk to me later. I can't be sure that his seeing my panties had anything to do with his coming over to talk with me by I noted the coincidence in timing of the two events. After that I experimented a little. I would casually let my legs spread just enough that someone sitting across from me would get a good view then I would watch their reactions. I found two things to be true. First was that after a boy got a peak up my skirt I could easily ask him for a favor and get it, and second was that I enjoyed flashing my panties and the reactions I got from doing When I was a senior in high school my mother caught me flashing a guy. That night she had a long talk with me. I though she was going to be angry and call me names but she laughed and patted me on the head. Then she said teasing guys in high school to get what you want is okay but next year you'll be in college and that kind of behavior is dangerous. From now on you can be either modest or an exhibitionist. I recommend modest. In the long run it will get you more.' I decided to follow mom's advice and I guess it work pretty well because I won you that way. Just before we got married my mother had another talk with me. She said 'Remember what I told you about being modest? Well it is even more important in a marriage. If you don't keep anything private from your husband your sex life can get stale fast. Your father and I have been married for 20 years and other than when we are making love I have never let he see me naked. Not in the shower, on the toilet or anywhere else in the house. That's not to say that you father hasn't found ways to catch peaks of me when I am naked, but that's okay because it shows he is still interested. And I don't mind him peaking, as a matter of fact it turns me on a little but because he doesn't know that I know what his is up to he still thinks I am a totally modest person. I believe the fact that your father is just as sexually passionate today as he was when we first got married is due to my pretended modesty. I am not saying you have to do this it is just a suggestion from someone with experience.' I have always trusted my mother's advice so I decided to practice her brand of modesty in our marriage. I believe that this has worked quit well up till now. Mom was right about the way you would behave. Always trying to catch me naked by walking into the bathroom unannounced and other such games. Then I became puzzled about a year ago when you seemed to stop trying to catch me in the nude. That is until one day when Barbara Jackson and Mary Brennan came over to the house to collect things for a church rummage sale. I had invited them into the kitchen for a cup of coffee and then I went in to the basement to get some items I had set aside for the rummage sale. As I walked through the basement I could clearly hear the conversation that Barbara and Mary were having. Then I noticed that you had left your ladder in the middle of the floor. As I walked by the ladder the voices in the kitchen got even cleared. When I looked up I could see part of the kitchen through the old register. Out of curiosity I climbed the latter for a better look and there in front of me was the kitchen table. When I looked under the table I found myself looking directly up Barbara's skirt at her frilly panties. I nearly laughed out loud. I still hadn't caught on, not until I looked around and noticed that from where I was standing on the ladder I could see into every room downstairs. Then I knew why you hadn't closed up the old registers. I decided to test my theory to see if I was right. That night after dinner I told you I was going to take a bath and shave my legs. I went into the bedroom and spent some time sorting some clothes for the dry cleaners then went into the bathroom. I turned on the water then began getting undressed very slowly. When I was finally wearing only my panties I spent a lot of time brushing my hair and removing nail polish. Finally I removed my panties and bent over the tub so that my butt was facing the register in the floor. I stayed like that for about a minute then I got into the tub. After I finished washing and shaving my legs I got out of the tub and dried myself slowly. When I was done I walked into the bedroom and put on my nightgown. Within five minutes you were in bed with me and ready to make love. You already had an erection when you came in the room so I knew for sure that you had been watching me for the basement. You'll never know how many times I intentionally let you spy on me so that I could get you horny. The benefit to me was it excited me to do it and then you made love to me. I loved the arrangement. I got to be an exhibitionist without anyone knowing about it but me. Everything changed when you hired Ray to change the door locks. Ray meant nothing to me and when I first saw him I had no interest in him. Everything was fine until I was sitting having a cup of coffee with Ray after he had completed the job. As I reached for my purse to get my wallet I caught him looking down my blouse at my breasts. It startled me and I reacted my asking him what he was doing. I told him I knew he was looking at my breasts and as I said it I felt the tingle of excitement I used to get in high school when I flashed my panties at some unsuspecting boy. Ray didn't deny that he had been peaking at my breasts; instead he complemented me on how beautiful they were. I told him that flattery would get him nowhere but that wasn't true. His flattery had excited me. When he offered me $20.00 to forget what had happened I accepted thinking for a little more I would gladly take my blouse off. It was as if he read my mind because he offered me another $30.00 to remove my blouse and I almost did it, but I decided to hold out for more money. I ended up getting $75.00 to remove my blouse and bra. I was so horny by that time I knew I wasn't going to be able to stop anything from happening. Ray kept getting what he wanted and I kept getting more money. I took him into the living room and removed my skirt. Then Ray asked if I wanted to see his cock. I hadn't seen another man's cock since I meet you. I had to see it, touch it, and yes suck on it. After that it was just pure sex. He gave me the biggest load of spunk I had ever had in my pussy and I had at least two orgasms. When it was over I felt a little guilty about it so before Ray left I wanted to tell him that this would never happen between us again and that I never wanted you to know about it. Ray agreed. The next thing I know I've got Ray's cock inside me again. When Ray finally left the house was a mess. There was cum on the living rum floor and on the kitchen table and the whole house seemed to smell of sex, but we got our door locks installed for free. I didn't expect you back from golf for a couple more hours so I went into the bedroom to lie down for a few minutes. Before I knew it you were sitting on the bed next to me telling me you were horny and wanted to make love to me. I was petrified that you were going to realize that I had just had sex and throw me out of the house. When you put your cock inside me I thought that I might just have gotten away with it, but then you pulled out and decided to give my pussy some oral love. I just knew that you would smell and taste Ray's cum and the game would be over. But you just kept on making love to me. You even gave me an orgasm. When you were done you took a nap. While you were asleep I showered and cleaned up all the evidence around the house. The last thing I did was take the cum soaked clothes I had been wearing to the laundry room. When I did I noticed that the basement light was on so I went down to turn it off. That's when I noticed something strange about you ladder. I saw a pile of tissues on top of the ladder. When I picked them up to look at them they felt wet and sticky. When I smelled them I knew that the tissues had cum on them. That is when I realized that you had watched me while I was having sex with Ray. Any you had obviously enjoyed it. At first I was confused about how I should feel about what happened. I didn't know whether I felt guilty for having sex with Ray or angry with you for setting my up and watching it happen. After thinking it over for a while I decided that I would just let it go. I enjoy myself while it was happening and you must have enjoyed watching it so I decided that if you didn't mention it I wouldn't mention it either. One day several weeks later I decided to try an experiment on you. We were out to lunch at a sidewalk cafe when I noticed that two guys at a table in front of us were look at my legs. I suddenly wondered what you would do if you saw me flashing my panties at these men. So I picked up a newspaper and pretended to read while I let my legs separate far enough to give the two guys at the other table a good view up my skirt. After only about five minutes I saw that you noticed the guys looking at me. Shortly after that you went to the men's room. While you were gone I didn't give our friends a peak and as soon as I saw you coming through the cafe I held the newspaper up and spread my legs again. When we left the cafe I knew that my experiment had been a success. I could see that you were trying to hide your hard on as we walked back to the car and when we got home you couldn't wait to get me in bed and start fucking me. After that any time we went out for lunch or dinner or even drinks I would let you see me flashing someone. This guaranteed two things. One was that I would get a good fucking when we got home and the other was that it was easy to get you to take me out to lunch or dinner. The next event I need to tell you about was when the guy came over to measure the windows for the custom blinds. When I told you that Harold was coming over to measure the windows I wasn't planning on having sex with him. The thought hadn't entered my mind. But as soon as I told you about the appointment you immediately told me that you had a golf date for that Saturday. When you did that I knew that you were thinking that something sexual might happen between me and Harold and you wanted to watch. So I went along with you. Saturday morning I put on my sexy underwear and a short skirt. I was thinking that maybe I could accomplish three things that day. Get laid, give you a good show and get a discount on our blinds. When Harold showed up I was a little disappointed but not to badly. I decided to change my clothes so that you would know that things had changed and not to expect much. I just couldn't get hot about the idea of making love to an overweight middle-aged bald man. And I was sure you really wouldn't get much of a kick out of watching that. Anyway when I went upstairs to show Harold which windows to measure he asked why I had changed my clothes. He said that I looked very sexy the way I was dressed. I laughed and thanked him for the complement. Then Harold got very bold. He said 'I hope this doesn't offend you but how would you like to get a discount on this job.' I asked him how much of a discount and he said 10%. I asked him what I would have to do to earn it. He said that all I had to do was take my clothes off and let him see me completely naked. I said how about you give me 20% off and I let you fuck me, but only a quickie? Harold agreed. I removed my clothes and then waited as Harold removed his. I lay back on the bed in the guest room and Harold came over to me. His cock was only semi hard so I took it in my hand and stroked it slowly. After a minute it still wasn't completely erect so I sucked his cock into my mouth and gave him a good tongue bath. Within a couple of minutes he was rock hard. I let my legs hang over the side of the bed and I spread them so he could stand between my knees and slide his cock inside me. I was surprised to find that even though I didn't find Harold in any way attractive my pussy had gotten wet as I was playing with his cock. He was able to slide all the way into me in one stroke. He took his time and took long slow strokes pulling his cock almost all of the way out leaving just the tip on his cock head inside my pussy then he pushed it all of the way in again. He kept this up for nearly ten minutes slowly driving my up to and over the edge into an incredible orgasm. As I was floating through my orgasm I felt Harold beginning to increase his speed and then I felt his cock jump inside my pussy and I could feel the hot cum as it filled me up. When his cock went limp and fell out of my hole Harold thanked me and got dressed. I got dressed except for my panties and we went back downstairs and Harold left. I didn't put my panties on because I wanted you to notice that they were missing and figure out what had happened. I went into the bathroom and as I filled the tub for a bath I teased you by standing directly over the register so that you could see Harold's cum on my pussy. Then I stood naked in front of the mirror and masturbated to orgasm before I took my bath. Nothing more happened until Harold scheduled the installation of the blinds. I had no intention of having sex with Harold again and I thought you were to be home Saturday anyway. I began thinking that you wanted to make sure that I didn't fuck Harold again. But then Friday you said you had been invited to play golf and I told you it was okay with me. I thought to myself that you were going to be disappointed if you sat in the basement waiting to watch me fuck Harold because it wasn't going to happen. I tried to make that clear when I got dressed that morning. I wore nothing sexy or revealing. But it wasn't Harold who came to install the blinds. It was his son John. As soon as I saw John I felt my pussy get wet. John went upstairs to start his work and I went to change. I knew you would catch on that something was different when you saw the clothes I was changing into. I was nervous all morning as I waited for John to finish the upstairs. When he finally came down stairs I started looking for my chance to get him to notice me. It finally happened when he dropped a screw on the floor in the kitchen. I went and retrieved it for him and when I handed it to him I stood so that when he looked down at me from the ladder he couldn't help but see my breasts inside my blouse. This play worked like a charm. After that he kept me busy helping him so that I had to stand near the ladder giving he a constant view of my tits. When we got to the last window in the bedroom John tried to trick me into a position where he could look up my skirt. I let him do it then pretended to catch him doing it. He was embarrassed and tried to buy his way out of the situation like Ray had done so I negotiated a deal with him. Then I lifted my skirt to give him a good view of my legs and my panty covered pussy. Next I told him to remove his pants. When hid did I could see that he had a very stiff cock in his shorts, so I negotiated again. I got an additional 20% of the job in exchange for sex with John. By this time I was so horny I just had to see and taste that cock. So I went over to John and pull his shorts down and went down on him. As I sucked his cock I though about you hiding in the basement watching me, and it made me more excited. I wanted to put on a good show for you. I sucked John's cock the way I know you like me to suck yours. I know he enjoyed it because in no time at all he was pumping a load of cum down my throat. Then I told him we had to go to the living room because I wouldn't fuck anyone but you in the bedroom. That wasn't completely true. The truth was that I figured that if we got on the bed you wouldn't be able to see us fucking. When we got to the living room I got John to eat my pussy until I had an orgasm and then he fucked me. His cock felt great inside my hot pussy. I was thinking it would have been nice to be sucking on your cock while he was fucking me. When he blasted his hot load inside me I decide I had had enough and I wanted to go into the bathroom and take a bath while you watched me. So that is the story of how I managed to get these great discounts." When Jean had finished her story I just shook my head in disbelief. Not at what she had done, because I had been a witness to all of that, but because I never knew that she was manipulating me. All that time I though that I was manipulating her. My cock was so hard it was beginning to hurt. I knew I was going to have to get relief soon. Then Jean started to speak again. "I told you all of this so that you will always know that anything I do is because I love and trust you and I want you to love and trust me. If you want I will stop flashing in public and I will never flirt or have sex with anyone but you. I won't be disappointed if that's what you want. But if you want me to continue doing the things I have been doing over the last few months just tell me." I said "I do love and trust you and I would like you to continue doing what you have been doing as long as you feel comfortable and still want to do it." Jean said, "Okay, but make sure you tell me to stop anytime you want me to. And an other thing, if we are going to continue this behavior remember this; we never had this conversation." I asked, "What do you mean?" Jean replied, "I want to continue on as though we never discussed what we are doing. If someone comes to the house to do some repairs or to install something, I want you to tell me you are going golfing not that your going to be in the basement watching. I want to act as though you don't know what I am up to and I will act as though I don't know what you are up to. Agreed?" I said, "I agree and as a sign of your commitment to this agreement will you please suck my swollen cock?" Jean said "Gladly" and she did.