Category: hot wife

Teasing The Mail Man

Sitting with all the lamps off, the only light needed came through the closed window and open blind. Sitting back on her modest couch, in her modest home, she loosened her robe and waited. She knew when he would show up. Slowly closing her eyes, she imagined what he would look like. Having seen him so many times, it didn’t take much of her imagination.

She liked men her junior, and loved the way he wore his early 30s. She was glad he carried the heavy leather satchel of mail on his right shoulder, giving her the better profile when he would ascend her steps in no particular hurry. She often dreamed of how she would like to have him strain above her, using the same strong rhythm on her, as he used to stroke her stairs.

With a picture of him in her mind, her eyes drew completely shut, as she allowed her robe to open. Wasting no time she quickly slid her arms out, and tossed the brave cotton to the side. The crude canvas couch, kissing her bare ass. Slouching, she began to run her guilty hands over creamed skin. Within moments, she peeled one of her hands off her thighs and took hold of her breast. Hoping she could last, she thought less of what might be outside, and seized on what was happening down between her legs. The thought of getting caught had started a fire. The thought of exposing her naked body always made her pussy hot.

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Suntan Time

I’ve always liked laying in the hot sun. The feeling of warm sunlight on my body always makes me more than a little horny. We’d moved into a nice quiet neighborhood, and our backyard fence was mostly a stucco wall, done as part of the spanish motif in which the house was built. The only part of the wall that wasn’t stucco, were the gates on the sides of the house, and the small section between us and one of our neighbors, where an old tree had fallen in a storm last year. That section was about four feet of vertical two-by-fours that made up what was a wide gate.

The backyard was spacious, and there wasn’t a two-story anywhere around. Added to that, the shape of the house itself was an “L” shape, and that left a nice hidden cubby to do some nude sunbathing. It was a Friday, and I decided that since I didn’t have to work, I’d stretch out on the patio and make my tan even out a little.

I’m lucky, since I’m blonde, that I tan instead of burn. I’d been keeping my tan going in a tanning salon, but now I wanted the real thing. I laid out some beach towels, a pillow, and an alarm clock so I wouldn’t fall asleep and burn (lessons learned!). I stood in the back yard, and stripped out of my bikini, small as it was, and rubbed some oil on myself. The oil was warm and it felt nice and slippery on my breasts. I have 32B’s with what my husband calls “perfect” nipples. They’re a bit bigger than half-dollars and a nice shade of pinkish-brown. I’m only five foot five, and with 32B-20-34, my hubby calls me a “sexy tart” (mostly because I love showing off). I’d rubbed the oil on my front and stretched out in the sun, feeling relaxed and sensual. After a while, the sun was getting to me, making my pussy wet. I thought about getting myself off, but decided to roll over. After putting oil on my back (as best I could), I rolled over and started to doze off. Just as I hit that light, dreamy sleep, a noise woke me up. I looked around, and saw nothing and wondered if I’d imagined it as part of a dream. I started to doze again when I heard someone moving in the yard next door. This is the yard where the hole in the wall was fixed with the two-by-fours. I listened for a few moments and then realized that the person was pulling the garden hose to water the plants. I heard the water dribbling and figured that I’d be left alone. Boy! Was I wrong!

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Saturday Night Dance

Joe and I went out Saturday night. We did a little 2 stepping at the local honky tonk and just had us a good old time. You guys shuld know how I like to play dress up, and how much Joe encourages me to show off, so this gave me a great opportunity to go Cowgirl.

I started off with light black stocking and lace garter belt. Being only 5’2″ the stocking come high on my thighs, to just a couple of inches below my pussy. Then I pulled on a pair of boots that I had made at ML Leddy’s last spring. These have 4 inch spike heels and are made of soft black kangaroo. They come to mid calf and I think look great. Next came a denim skirt that fell to about 3 inches above the knee, but that buttoned up the left side from waist to hem. The skirt is fringed with tan leather and I wore a matching leather belt. The blouse was an ultra thin white rayon embroidered with the Texas star at cuffs, collar and lapels. It doesn’t have buttons, but three tie strings, one just above the breast and the other two above and below the belly button. The blouse is so thin that it is completely transparent and if worn without a bra my breast can clearly be seen. Of course I did not wear a bra! I did slip on a vest, a real cute cowgirl vest with horses and lariats and boots. The vest draped over my breasts and almost closed in the center, but not quite. The top tie on the blouse was open, and the center of my chest and stomach were exposed through the sheer blouse. As I moved the vest flicked and flickered so if you paid attention you would catch a quick glimpse of my tits and my nipples. Some gold bangles and bobbles and a Stetson hat over my loose hair and I was ready to go!

Joe showed up right on time to get me. I have a Miata, and an Explorer company car, but because this was a western night we went in Joe’s pick up. I keep telling him that he should buy a truck with a straight seat if he expects any highway loving. His has real nice bucket seats, nice that is unless you want to put your head is someone’s lap. He got a nice show of leg as I slipped into the front seat and we were off.

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Whos Teasing Who

For the last several years, my wife, Judy, and I have discovered that she has exhibitionist tendencies that have proven to be a source of stimulation for us both, though she usually tends to act the victim to my encouragement of her displays. Up until this night these play times had only resulted in great sex between us after she becomes turned on by the looks from strangers while on vacation or in situations where her exposure is “accidental” to guys we might know. She carries herself in such a way that it makes a guy wish to see more of her but doesn’t really expect it to happen.

It has usually involved allowing them to see down her partially unbuttoned shirt or opaque blouses of flimsy material when she is, of course, braless. She is a classy, petite 50-year-old blond whose tits are smallish, but stand up cutely and have very pronounced nipples that are hard to take your eyes off of. And, because they’re small, she can create enough space in her tops that when she finds an innocent way to lean over for the right guy, he’s provided a view all the way to her nipples that dangle nakedly inside.

Last week, in celebration of a manager’s retirement at the hotel where Judy works, a number of regular guests and employees were invited to celebrate the private event with drinks and snacks around the indoor pool. I came along as Judy’s escort and soon discovered that she is among the more popular front desk girls, as the “regulars” were sure to compliment me on her customer service abilities while they joked and spent lots of time around her at the poolside.

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Model Wife Seduces More Than The Camera

My wife loves posing for my camera and we have taken some very daring shots, but she never envisaged doing so for anyone else, although her figure is good enough.

A colleague from work, who is also a keen photographer, complained to me that he was finding it hard to find a model. Without thinking about what I was saying, I said that my wife would love to pose for him and I showed him some of the tamer photos I had taken of her. He was very impressed and asked me to arrange it.

When I told Rosie what I’d done she was cross, but I flattered her and talked her round to at least try it. She was very nervous and she had had three rum and cokes before we got to Peter’s flat. Peter is a very smooth talker and he soon put Rosie at her ease. The generous measures of gin and tonics also helped.

He started by taking portraits. By the glazed look in her eyes I realised that Rosie was tiddly and I suggested that she take her dress off and pose in her undies.

To my amazement she agreed and I helped her take off her dress. Beneath she was wearing a suspender belt, black stockings and the sexy underwear I’d bought her for her birthday. The bra consistes of straps holding together two small triangles of material that barely cover the nipples. As my wife has rather large, firm breasts, it made them look more naked than if they had been.

The knickers consist of a triangle of material covering her mound but leaves her bottom completely exposed. Her rather profuse pubic hair could not be contained and it lined the triangle. Peter’s eyes glistened as he surveyed the delectable sight in front of his camera. He took a couple of rolls and then asked me to pose with her. Watching her posing for another man had made me so randy that I jumped at the chance and moved behind her.

My cock was as hard as a rock and I pressed it in between her bare buttocks. She responded by pushing her bottom back so that my cock was trapped between her cheeks. For a moment, forgetting where I was, I cupped her heavy breasts and nipped the nipples between my fingers. A bright flash reminded me that we weren’t alone.

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