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17/02/2020
The Adventures of Showing Off My Wife, Part Five (of 7)
FORWARD - For as long as I can remember, I've loved showing off my wife. When we were younger she was must less reluctant than she is now, as weird as that may sound. Today, she's 40 years old and as vibrant sexually as she's ever been.
On a trip about seven years ago was when she first let me take a few photos of her in various forms of undress. It was a huge turn-on for me. It continued to expand some over the next few years.
Reading parts one through four are not necessary, but it helps with the build-up of the story.
Part Five
I think both of us were still in a state of disbelief over what had happened the prior day on that gravel road. In my mind, I didn't think it was possible my wife could be hotter to me, but she was. I think she could sense it too. She walked around and teased me very nonchalantly.
The lake our cabin sits on is known for pretty good fishing. That week we spent a lot of time with the kids in the boat. On our last night at the cabin I wanted to go out and fish one more time and get enough for a meal back home. Unfortunately, my brother wasn't feeling well and the kids were fished out from the week.
"If you want, I can go with," my wife suggested.
"You….fish?" I asked quizically. "Since when?"
"Well, I can tell you want to go, so let's go," she said.
My parents agreed to watch the kids for a bit and then it hit me. She doesn't want to fish. Why the hell was I so slow to pick up on this?
As the boat left our bay I called her on it.
"You know, I know you don't want to fish," I told her. "You just want to get good and fucked, don't you?"
"Who says we can't do both?" she asked with a wink and sly smile.
We actually did fish for a while. It was late afternoon and probably still in the low 90s. With almost no breeze it made being out on the boat a scorcher. Abby looked dynamite with her trucker's hat, cheeky bottoms bikini and her legs stretched out over the side of the boat.
"What are you looking at?" she asked me from behind her shades.
"One of the most beautiful things I've ever seen," I confessed. "What do you say we take a little break from fishing?"
She just smiled and reeled in her fishing line.
I knew we couldn't stay where we were at on the water. As excited as I was to have my way with my wife and her body, I wasn't willing to just go to jail. There was a lot of activity at this spot on the lake, but having grown up on this lake, I also knew where to find a little privacy.
"What are you doing?" I asked my wife.
"Just getting a little more comfortable," she said as she untied the straps on her bikini top.
Those tits just had a way about them. They might have been a little bigger prior to kids, but somehow now they were more full. And I know, that makes little sense. Maybe it was her confidence too. I couldn't help but think that maybe I didn't appreciate her as much years ago and that's why she was less confident? I don't know. But now, I wasn't complaining as we trolled along with her bare breasts dancing to the waves in the breeze.
I found a spot near some dunes that was relatively quiet and pretty private. There was a place just a few hundred yards away, but I couldn't see anyone outside and the cabin looked pretty quiet.
"This looks like a good place," I said.
"Then come here," she said.
I stood and walked to the front of the boat, admiring her half-naked body. It didn't take her long to untie the strings on my shorts and have them at my ankles.
"I just love sucking your cock," she told me. "I could do it all day."
She turned me on so much. You could see some boats off in the distance, but nothing near us. I just stood in the boat and marveled as my wife took my cock into her mouth.
I stood her up and our lips locked in a passionate kiss. My hands squeezed her ass as my naked cock rubbed against her belly.
"I need this thing in me, right now," she commanded.
In no time her cheeky bottoms were removed. I sat in my boat seat and Abby climbed on top of me. We started fucking at a fast pace, her bouncing up and down in my lap as I squeezed those tits. I could tell I was already getting close to cumming so I lifted her off me, much to her chagrin.
She bent over and I started fucking her from behind. My cock slid in and out so easily. Her moans and my moans intensified. I was really close to filling her pussy with my cum as I grunted and unleashed. Our cries of passion echoed in the dunes and could be clearly heard by anyone in the vincinity. We quickly cleaned up and made our way back.
As we moved out of the dunes Abby noticed a boat by a rock formation not far from where we were at. Was it possible they had been able to watch us the last 30 minutes? Soon we had our answer. The boat honked at us and four guys, I'm guessing in their 20's, waved and whistle.
"Thanks for the show!" was on all we heard as I waved back at them.
"Are you embarrassed?" I asked my wife.
"Not really," she said. "I wish they hadn't been hiding. Who knows….mabye I could have helped them if they had come over to our boat."
I didn't know where we were headed on this journey, but I was starting to sense that Abby might be coming around to one of my all-time favorite fantasies. Was it possible? Only one way to find out.
-----
Please let us know what you think and if you'd like to hear more. We have two more ‘stories' in this series. We'd love to share them if you're interested. And who knows? There might even be a picture of my wife included if you're lucky.
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FORWARD - For as long as I can remember, I've loved showing off my wife. When we were younger she was must less reluctant than she is now, as weird as that may sound. Today, she's 40 years old and as vibrant sexually as she's ever been.
On a trip about seven years ago was when she first let me take a few photos of her in various forms of undress. It was a huge turn-on for me. It continued to expand some over the next few years.
Reading parts one through four are not necessary, but it helps with the build-up of the story.
Part Five
I think both of us were still in a state of disbelief over what had happened the prior day on that gravel road. In my mind, I didn't think it was possible my wife could be hotter to me, but she was. I think she could sense it too. She walked around and teased me very nonchalantly.
The lake our cabin sits on is known for pretty good fishing. That week we spent a lot of time with the kids in the boat. On our last night at the cabin I wanted to go out and fish one more time and get enough for a meal back home. Unfortunately, my brother wasn't feeling well and the kids were fished out from the week.
"If you want, I can go with," my wife suggested.
"You….fish?" I asked quizically. "Since when?"
"Well, I can tell you want to go, so let's go," she said.
My parents agreed to watch the kids for a bit and then it hit me. She doesn't want to fish. Why the hell was I so slow to pick up on this?
As the boat left our bay I called her on it.
"You know, I know you don't want to fish," I told her. "You just want to get good and fucked, don't you?"
"Who says we can't do both?" she asked with a wink and sly smile.
We actually did fish for a while. It was late afternoon and probably still in the low 90s. With almost no breeze it made being out on the boat a scorcher. Abby looked dynamite with her trucker's hat, cheeky bottoms bikini and her legs stretched out over the side of the boat.
"What are you looking at?" she asked me from behind her shades.
"One of the most beautiful things I've ever seen," I confessed. "What do you say we take a little break from fishing?"
She just smiled and reeled in her fishing line.
I knew we couldn't stay where we were at on the water. As excited as I was to have my way with my wife and her body, I wasn't willing to just go to jail. There was a lot of activity at this spot on the lake, but having grown up on this lake, I also knew where to find a little privacy.
"What are you doing?" I asked my wife.
"Just getting a little more comfortable," she said as she untied the straps on her bikini top.
Those tits just had a way about them. They might have been a little bigger prior to kids, but somehow now they were more full. And I know, that makes little sense. Maybe it was her confidence too. I couldn't help but think that maybe I didn't appreciate her as much years ago and that's why she was less confident? I don't know. But now, I wasn't complaining as we trolled along with her bare breasts dancing to the waves in the breeze.
I found a spot near some dunes that was relatively quiet and pretty private. There was a place just a few hundred yards away, but I couldn't see anyone outside and the cabin looked pretty quiet.
"This looks like a good place," I said.
"Then come here," she said.
I stood and walked to the front of the boat, admiring her half-naked body. It didn't take her long to untie the strings on my shorts and have them at my ankles.
"I just love sucking your cock," she told me. "I could do it all day."
She turned me on so much. You could see some boats off in the distance, but nothing near us. I just stood in the boat and marveled as my wife took my cock into her mouth.
I stood her up and our lips locked in a passionate kiss. My hands squeezed her ass as my naked cock rubbed against her belly.
"I need this thing in me, right now," she commanded.
In no time her cheeky bottoms were removed. I sat in my boat seat and Abby climbed on top of me. We started fucking at a fast pace, her bouncing up and down in my lap as I squeezed those tits. I could tell I was already getting close to cumming so I lifted her off me, much to her chagrin.
She bent over and I started fucking her from behind. My cock slid in and out so easily. Her moans and my moans intensified. I was really close to filling her pussy with my cum as I grunted and unleashed. Our cries of passion echoed in the dunes and could be clearly heard by anyone in the vincinity. We quickly cleaned up and made our way back.
As we moved out of the dunes Abby noticed a boat by a rock formation not far from where we were at. Was it possible they had been able to watch us the last 30 minutes? Soon we had our answer. The boat honked at us and four guys, I'm guessing in their 20's, waved and whistle.
"Thanks for the show!" was on all we heard as I waved back at them.
"Are you embarrassed?" I asked my wife.
"Not really," she said. "I wish they hadn't been hiding. Who knows….mabye I could have helped them if they had come over to our boat."
I didn't know where we were headed on this journey, but I was starting to sense that Abby might be coming around to one of my all-time favorite fantasies. Was it possible? Only one way to find out.
-----
Please let us know what you think and if you'd like to hear more. We have two more ‘stories' in this series. We'd love to share them if you're interested. And who knows? There might even be a picture of my wife included if you're lucky.
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