I’ve known Jan, my wife, since we were in the 7th grade. You might say we sort of matured together. At the time she was a small girl, quiet, a bit shy and some might say bookish, a good student. Not one of the more socially popular girls that the boys were swarming around. She was short, brownish blond hair, slight build and an innocent girl next door look. Jan didn’t make the effort to dress like the older girls or draw attention to herself. Her body didn’t develop as early as many of the girls but she did possess one outstanding feature a pronounced protruding rear that instantly drew your attention. That feature remains one of her best physical assets today.

Neither Jan nor I, my name is John, were in the popular cliques at school but rather a bit outside of the social mix with a few good friends that we associated with. We became friendly during high school and even went to our senior prom together. Probably one of the few plutonic couples attending. We did manage to engage in a rather perfunctory kiss at her door when the evening was over. We were the kids who worked hard, paid attention to our studies and stayed out of trouble.

After graduation we both commuted to a local community college where Jan studied to become a legal assistant and I a computer technician. We began to see each other occasionally and to attend some concerts and events together. We became fond of each other and began to date on a regular basis. It was over the Christmas holidays that first year that we both gave our virginity to each other in a fumbling effort that left both of us a bit shaken but happy and more emotionally and physically drawn to each other than ever before.

Things developed from there and our petting and sex play became a regular aspect of our relationship. We became engaged in our second year of school and married the year after we completed our schooling. We both found jobs in a city about a two hour drive from our hometown where I worked for a consulting firm and Jan a local law firm.

Now that I look back on where we started and where our relationship is now I think of some key events that, while not recognizing them at the time, sent us in directions that neither of us anticipated nor planned. We discovered things about ourselves and made some choices that satisfied immediate urges and fed our more raw internal appetites and sexual urges. Its not that I regret those decisions nor how they shaped where we are today. Its more a reflection on the unexpected things we learn about ourselves, each other and what we choose to suppress or surrender to in the course of our lives. Also, how ultimately rewarding and satisfying it is when two people find that they have compatible taste and pleasure triggers. We two found we were almost too similar to be safe for each other. At times in our journey of exploration no one seemed to be in control.

That first significant event occurred shortly before Jan and I became engaged. We attended a summer picnic with some classmates at a nearby state park. As the party began to wind down in the early evening, we took a walk on one of the trails through the forest leading down to a lake. The number of people on the trails had diminished and we could hear the voices and laughter from the picnic area behind us. When we reached the lake we walked along the shore hand in hand stopping to caress and kiss. Becoming aroused we sought more privacy and slipped into the edge of the woods along the shore. The soft rays from the setting sun filtered through the thick foliage leaving us in deepening shadows. I lowered the top of Jan’s sundress from her shoulders and down her arms exposing her firm pouting small breasts and began caressing them and gently pulling on her hardened nipples. Her dress fell to the ground about her feet and she stood before me naked but for her white bikini briefs. I drew her to me and we began to kiss passionately. Her body pressed against mine. We heard voices from a small group walking down the trail to the lake. Jan quickly moved away to pull on her dress. I stopped her, taking her by the shoulders and pulling her body back against me. “They won’t see us here” I said. She looked at me intently for a moment then began to relax as the party came closer by us. As they passed, I unfastened my shorts and let them fall to the ground. Jan lowered my briefs and began squeezing my erection. Our kisses became more passionate as sexual urgency possessed us. I bent to remove Jan’s panty. She now stood naked surrounded by nature as people’s voices echoed dimly about us. I pressed Jan against a large tree trunk and she spread her legs apart permitting my hand easy access to her very moist pussy. The first few flicks of her clitoris set off her first tremors of orgasm. I had never seen her so aroused. We began kissing again as we fondled each other into a deep state of arousal. I pressed my body against Jan’s and slowly lifted her upward as her legs wrapped around my hips I positioned the head of my dick against her wetness and slipped inside her. She moved slowly against my intruding manhood and I felt her inner walls contracting tightly about me. She began to utter little short cries with each downward movement pressing her mouth against my shoulder to muffle the sounds..

Her next climax came quickly, I could feel her body spasm against me as I held her tightly. We continued to fuck each other with a wanton abandon and hunger that I know I had never experienced. It was a time that you think, ‘It can’t get any better than this.’ People came and went along the path and on the lake shore unaware of the desperate coupling going on just out of sight nearby. Each sound or voice seemed to drive Jan more deeply into satisfying her needs as she fucked with an urgency that I did not know she possessed and she would later confess she did not know she was capable of. Finally, I could feel my climax building. I pushed deep inside her and she sensed my urgency and again her contractions became stronger as she reached her third orgasm in our afternoon coupling.

Later that night we talked about the experience. Jan admitted that her reaction to the risk of being seen or caught in such a blatant act gave her a sense of arousal and deep sexual abandon that she had no idea was possible. I shared similar reactions to the experience. As time passed we found that while private sex was fulfilling, flirting with public disclosure and risky play presented an addictive forbidden element to our satisfaction that could not be duplicated. As a result, we began to frequently seek out opportunities to duplicate the sensations of that first experience.

We made love inside our car in parking lots, once on the putting green of a golf course late at night on a picnic table at a highway rest stop after dark, inside a car wash in the middle of the afternoon. This behavior became part of our accepted routine. In the months leading up to our wedding and coming relocation.

The second event to broaden our lifestyle horizon occurred shortly after we relocated. We had a two bedroom apartment in the city and spent a lot of time on the streets, restaurants and shops nearby. While out I began to notice how men would take a second look at Jan particularly from behind. As I mentioned earlier, she had always had a very appealing ass that demanded the eye even though she dressed very conservatively. As I became more aware of the attention she was getting on the streets I found that it was in fact arousing me that she was the object of such attention. She was an attractive young woman who resembled a young teen with her girl next door looks and shy innocence.

I suggested to her on one of our outings that she purchase some more revealing outfits. She seemed surprised at my suggestion and ask why. I confessed that I had been noticing how men looked at her and told her that it was very erotic to me. Maybe it was an extension of how we both enjoyed making out and having sex in more public locations. Jan didn’t have an immediate negative or positive reaction but said “Let me think about that”.

On Friday evening the following week, Jan came home after work with a shopping bag from a trendy shop. We fixed a quick dinner and sipped wine after. Jan said “I want to get your reaction to some things. She left the room and went into our bedroom. A few minutes later she was back dressed in a short pleated skirt and low cut blouse. “Is this the sort of look you had in mind” she ask? The dress hit her a little above mid thigh exposing much of her shapely legs and flowed provocatively over her bubble ass. She turned around before me then bent forward facing away which allowed the skirt to rise slightly exposing a portion of her panty clad cheeks and the swell of her meaty little vulva. She turned to look at me and I said “Yes, you look great in that”.

She tried on two more outfits much shorter than she normally wore along with a pair of shorts that fit her snugly and which revealed a nice crescent of round ass cheek even when she stood erect. The following day Jan wore one of her new outfits when we took an afternoon stroll. I noticed several heads turn to catch an additional look at my little wife. I’ll have to say I enjoyed looking at her too. Jan continued to dress conservatively for work and most of her outings but now began to wear the new outfits on some of our trips out shopping and to restaurants and other public places. She began noticing the extra attention she received and admitted that she enjoyed the looks. Over time she added numerous other garments to her more revealing apparel. The change was also apparent in her lingerie. More thongs and sheer fabric joined her wardrobe.

Things progressed to the point that Jan would occasionally go out on her own for grocery shopping or other errands dressed more provocatively. On one occasion she was going to run out to get a few things for dinner. I suggested that she wear her shorts with a tank top and no underwear. “Really” she ask, “you want me to go out like that”?

“Sure” I said, “No one will really know but you and you might find it stimulating and fun”.

She went to change and returned in the shorts and a matching tank top and her running shoes. Her bare hard nipples were pushing against the material of her top and a nice expanse of her smooth tanned midriff was showing above the tight little shorts hugging against her pelvic area. She was a glorious site walking out of the door. I had a hard on the entire time she was gone.
I couldn’t believe how arousing it was to think of her body being appreciated by those she encountered.

Jan returned about 90 minutes later. Her face was flushed when she entered. “Everything ok” I ask. She said yes but went on to tell me that she had indeed attracted attention at the store. Her state of being bare beneath her clothes seem to really stimulate her almost making her feel naked as she encountered people. She had feelings of forbidden “nastiness” the sensations got her juices really flowing.

“Several times I had to clasp my thighs together to catch trickles of moisture running down my legs. The crotch of my shorts became soaking wet” she said.

I felt between her legs and she was indeed a soppy mess.

“I also had one guy who followed me through the store and I could tell he was photographing me with his phone.”

“What did you do” I ask.

“I walked away several times but he just followed. I eventually just stood still at a display table and let him take his pictures. “It made me feel so naughty and at the same time really aroused. It was all I could do to keep from masturbating all the way home”.

We joined in mutual passion for the next couple of hours we were in a fog of intense lovemaking. Another level of lusty behavior had been unleashed and destined to be repeated going forward.

We found occasions for Jan to ‘innocently’ show her naked body. She would try on shoes and ‘accidentally’ expose her nakedness. She would leave buttons undone revealing side views of her small perfect breasts and long nipples. Public stairways and escalators also offered opportunities for ample exposure when wearing a daringly short skirt. It was during this period that Jan also transitioned from her neatly trimmed groomed pubic region to going completely hairless incorporating frequent waxing which left her smooth and accentuated the visual enjoyment of her meaty vulva and large dark labia.

While the majority of our time was spent in the routine world of work and typical day to day activities, we now began to adventure more broadly into those activities that drove our sexual appetites. Trips to more distant shopping locations where we could innocently display Jan’s charms and engage in what we deemed to be safe, teasing public episodes. One night while returning home after a late dinner we drove down one of the older neighborhoods where large early 1900 era homes still predominated. The street was tree lined and which muted the light from the occasional street lamp casting long shadows over the sidewalks. Traffic was very sparse with only the occasional car meeting us. There seemed to be few people out on the sidewalks.

“This would be a perfect street to take a naked walk along at night” I thought out loud to Jan.

“You think so” she replied.

“Pretty dark, not much light gets through the trees and everything seems pretty quiet around the homes” I responded.

“I want to do it” Jan impulsively replied

“What” I ask somewhat surprised.

“Pull over somewhere” she answered.

I pulled into a vacant space on the curb and Jan commenced to remove her skirt and blouse stripped off her underwear and shoes.

“Sure you want to do this” I ask.

“Yes” came her answer.

“Ok, I’ll let you out and pick you up two blocks down the street, do you want to risk going that far?”

“Lets double it, make it four blocks” she said with a short nervous giggle.

Jan now sat looking at me wide eyed, completely naked down to her bare feet. She took a deep breath and grasp the door handle. When Jan opened the door the overhead light blazed on illuminating her nakedness as she slipped out and onto the sidewalk. I watched briefly as she stepped into the shadows and quickly disappeared. I started the car and slowly moved down the street toward our agreed meeting location. I met one car as I drove past the second block and another as I pulled into an opening at the end of the fourth block. I killed the lights and turned off the engine. Two other cars passed me as I waited. I heard a dog barking from the direction I had driven. I hoped Jan had not been disclosed by someone walking a dog. Time seemed to drag and I began to worry. Then suddenly the passenger door opened and there she was. Flushed with excitement and very aroused. I pulled away from the curb as the door closed and headed down the street.

“God, that was such a rush” Jan gushed. “The feel of the air on my bare skin and fear of being caught doing something like that, knowing that I had no real escape if anything happened. You want it to end and at the same time you don’t, my skin is tingling all over and my pussy is so hot. I walked down the street with fear rising inside me and when you drove by leaving me all alone and vulnerable back there I felt near panic. When a car would approach I ducked down behind park cars until they passed. I heard voices coming from near one of the houses, perhaps people on the porch. Then someone came out with a dog and it began barking, I almost froze! I got behind a tree and fortunately they made a turn and walked their dog the opposite direction. I was most exposed at intersections where there are lights and open space but didn’t encounter anyone near those.”

Jan reclined her seat and placed her feet against the dash as she spread her legs and began to urgently rub her clit while inserting fingers inside her vagina. She brought herself to orgasm at least twice on our drive home.

So now more bridges had been crossed on our journey of exploring sexual stimulation. I had opened up about my desire to have Jan express her sexuality publicly and she had found she enjoyed the experience. To that we had now added the risky element of thrill seeking. Our world was indeed expanding quickly now.

The next event that would provide more surprises occurred about three months later during a long beach weekend. Our busy schedules had prevented much time off for several weeks even taking up one or both of our weekends on some occasions. It was late summer. A time when schools are opening and summer crowds are diminishing as the days rush toward labor day and fall. We made reservations at a resort along the southern coast. The accommodations were plush and the crowd pretty much all adult couples of varying ages. We arrived on Friday afternoon, unpacked and took a brief swim in one of the resort’s pools. We had a nice quiet dinner in the hotel lounge then retired to our room and had sex before our open beachfront balcony doors with sea breeze wafting into our room. The delights provided by our coupling combined with the sounds of the surf nearby was a real panacea for our stress and we slept in sated comfort.

The next morning after a light breakfast we headed for the beach. Jan wore a little lime green string bikini which accentuated her tight little body and exposed much of her alluring rear. She drew plenty of eyes as we walked by the pool and made our way down the walkway to the beach. We went a short distance down from the resort and spread our towels on the warm sand. We reveled in the morning sun and walked along the surf wading in the water’s edge and occasionally venturing into the breakers. Eventually we returned to our towels. Jan began putting lotion on her arms, legs and bare skin then lay back to sun. I enjoyed the view of her scantily clad body, glistening with oil and specs of dried sea salt as the sun reflected off her skin. Her small breasts moved teasingly beneath their slight cover and the provocative little bulge of her vulva was outlined beneath the snug bikini bottom. My erection ached as I watched her delicious body in warm repose.

After about twenty minutes Jan turned onto her stomach and ask me to put lotion on her back. I began applying lotion to her shoulders, midriff and sides. She reached back and pulled at the string folding her top in place pulling the knot loose and allowing her bare back to be exposed. I liberally applied lotion after brushing the untied strings to fall to her sides. Next I started rubbing lotion to the back of her legs. Jan spread her legs a bit more apart to permit easy application. As I rubbed along the top of her thighs and over the expanse of her exposed cheeks I allowed my fingers to work under the edge of her bottoms pushing them inward toward her crack and exposing more skin. I probed gently between her legs working my fingers beneath her suit and brushing against her labia and fleshy vulva. “That feels good” Jan said. No other vacationers were within thirty yards of us so I continued my play. I moved the material covering her sex to one side permitting easier access to her. I began lightly pulling at her labia lips, spreading them and running a finger along her opening teasing her wetness and spreading her succulent secretions around her labia and her asshole. Jan’s pelvis began to grind against the sand and she spread her legs a bit more. Occasionally some couples or singles would stroll by between us and the ocean and I would pretend to simply be applying more lotion until they passed. We were both getting pretty aroused at this point.

Jan reached down to her hip and untied one side of her bottom then the other. The material now moved freely over her beautiful ass. “I’m going to cum right here on the beach” she gasp. Her sex was now largely uncovered and I was concerned that my play had gone on to the point that people were beginning to notice our activity. I positioned the disheveled material loosely over her crack and lay back beside her and ask “Are you enjoying this?” She whispered “Very much”.

Pushing the limits a bit further, I said, “Turn over”.

Jan briefly looked at me and slowly turned on her side facing me. She clasp her legs together to prevent her bottom from falling away completely and partially covered her breasts with her arm. She lay back while I positioned her untied top loosely over her exposed breasts and draped her bottom over her hairless mound while leaving her labia exposed. Now anyone passing close by would have a clear view of her pussy and most of her young tanned body.

I lay back and said to Jan “You know how exposed you are”

“Yes” she replied huskily.

“I’m going to leave you here and take a walk down the beach. If anyone passes by they will be able to see your bare pussy and most of your body. It’s up to you if you want to cover up. You can use my towel if you have to.” Do you understand?”

She shook her head in the affirmative. I could see that her skin was becoming flushed and her breathing was more rapid. As I got up to depart I said “Spread you legs a bit further apart”. Jan obliged and I lightly pulled and separated her large labia major to present an even more enticing picture. I then strolled away down the beach leaving Jan to deal with her situation and wondering how she would respond. I knew my absence might make voyeurs a bit bolder and would heighten the intensity of Jan’s thrill and fear level. She was horribly exposed, vulnerable and totally alone. My own emotional state was a maze of apprehension, concern, arousal and a compulsion to know that my mate was being vicariously devoured by others.

Jan would tell me later that the intensity of her feelings at that time were almost uncontrollable. Her body literally shivered from the fear, apprehension and excitement all rushing over her at once. Her breathing became very rapid and her skin flushed hot as she pondered her situation. She felt the unattached material of her bikini bottom responding to the breeze from the ocean and couldn’t be sure that her pussy now had any cover at all. She felt frozen by the thrilling fear and the rising urgency of arousal. She heard voices approaching, her body tensed an she felt the urge to cover herself but she lay still as if dozing. As the sounds came near her she took a quick look through squinted eyes and saw two older men walking just a few yards from her. As they approached their conversation stopped and Jan burned with the knowledge that her sex was being fully displayed to the view of two strangers and she was allowing it to happen. What would they do? What would she do? She felt so wanton, so nasty, so unbelievably aroused that for a moment she thought she might cry out in panic as she was watched. The men passed by and she could hear their conversation resume. The only words she could make out were “lick that pussy” and “bang that little slut all night”. The voices faded away. She felt a trickle of wetness running from her vagina as her observers walked away.

Jan lay there alone and exposed and acutely aware of other people passing close by. She could tell that one party included a woman and vaguely heard the words “ought to be arrested”, “trashy” and “somebody’s whore” as they passed. One person she could tell stopped very nearby and took some pictures with a cell phone. She was lay there anticipating the next viewer aware of the warmth and wetness building inside. She was becoming resigned to her situation and resolutely refrained from doing anything to cover herself. She was starting to anticipate and look forward to the next observer.

I walked back within view of Jan after about twenty minutes. As I approached from some distance I saw one one older man stop in front of Jan and look her over before continuing on his walk. My own erection gave away my state and that had been constant during my entire absence. As I walked closer I could see that Jan’s pussy was now completely uncovered with her bottoms draped along one hip. Her left breast was also bear with her long hard nipple jutting outward for attention. I wondered how many had enjoyed that view.

Jan got her suit back on while I busied my self gathering up our beach items. We left for the hotel probably passing some of the viewers who had appreciated or reviled Jan’s nude episode.
That afternoon the sex was non stop as Jan and I seemed to be unable to satisfy the appetite that the morning’s adventure had awakened in us. Orgasms were plentiful as pleasure was derived by mouth, genital, toys and anal. By evening we were a sated sticky mess of sexual waste. It would rank as one of the best sexual episodes thus far in our marriage.

That evening we ordered room service with a bottle of our favorite wine and dined after sunset on our ocean front balcony naked, happy and still talking about that morning’s experience. We slept in the next morning and enjoyed a more sedate time on the beach the next afternoon.
That evening we decided to enjoy a nice dinner at one of the resorts finer restaurants. Jan wore a black fitted cocktail dress with a scoop neckline and short skirt. Her jewelry consisted of a simple pearl choker. In her heels and bright lipstick she was a knock out.

Our reservation was for eight in the evening. We had a fine dinner, wine and after dinner drinks. Following dinner we drove to a nearby beach club for some music and dancing. Jan had worn a tiny black thong but was braless which allowed her poultry nipples to strain against the silky material of her top and also easily exposed her breasts to anyone standing over her or if she bent slightly forward. The restaurant wait staff and now club patrons were occasionally taking advantage of the available view throughout the evening. We danced and enjoyed ourselves for a couple of hours and shortly before midnight departed to return to the hotel. We would be driving home the following afternoon.

When we got to car we Jan turned and we embraced and kissed leaning against the passenger door. I unzipped the back of Jan’s dress and pulled her top down to her waist. I began kneading and squeezing her tender flesh as we again meshed into a deep kiss. As I opened the car door Jan finished unzipping her dress and let it drop to the ground. She tossed her dress into the backseat and got into the car wearing only her heels, thong and pearls. I quickly went around to the driver’s side and got in. Starting the car I moved to a more remote part of the parking area where there were fewer cars and lights. We began fondling and playing. Jan had a hand around my released cock and she had her legs spread widely as I probed her inner wetness and teased her aroused clit. We had been intently at this play for a few minutes and not paying attention to our surroundings. I noticed movement near our car and looked up to see a large man standing beside Jan’s window watching us and slowly stroking his cock.

I whispered to Jan, “We are being watched, there is a man looking in the car” she jolted up and looked to see the voyeur.

“He has his dick out” she gasp. “Should we go” she questioned.

“Up to you love” I said. How do you feel about being watched.”

Jan didn’t respond but watched intently the fist pumping along the shaft of the large cock, broad mushroom head pointing toward her face through the glass.

“Lets see what he does, but be ready to get out of here.” She finally answered.

The light was dim but adequate to see inside the car clearly. We cautiously continued our sex play. Our visitor continued to watch and stroke his large cock. We began to relax. Jan slowly became more responsive to the stimulation and her exposure. The electric motor hummed as she lowered her seat back while fondling her breasts with her left hand. .

I removed my busy fingers from Jan’s pussy and sat back to watch the scene playing out before me from the driver’s seat. My erection protruded from my open fly as I saw my wife and lover perform her act of self stimulation before this strange man. Her right hand now worked inside the small patch of silk fabric covering her pussy while her left played over her breasts. The man’s face was not visible to me since he was so near the side window and his height placed his hard cock in full view through the window. Jan seemed to be fixated on the cock being manipulated just inches away through the glass. Jan lowered her left hand and slipped her fingers beneath the waist band of her thong on both sides, lifted her ass up off the seat and slid her remaining scant cover past her knees and they fell over her feet at the floor. She was now displayed fully naked in front of this stranger. One hand returned to her breasts while the other pulled at her labia and stroked against her exposed little clit. This intriguing dance of self pleasure continued for a few minutes and the man began motioning for the window to be lowered. “I think he wants to have us open the window so he can touch you” I conjectured.

“What should I do, should I let him, should we go?” Jan said between her rapid breaths.

“That’s up to you” I answered “Do you want him to touch you?”

“God, I think so” she replied.

I located the window control on my side and pressed it to lower the passenger window. As the window opened, a large hand entered and began lightly rubbing Jan’s breasts and nipples. The hand engulfed Jan’s smallish breasts and her nipples were tweaked and obscenely stretched by his fingers. The hand lowered over her belly and grasp her hand from its teasing play at her clit lifting it to the window and placed it on his hard foreign cock. Jan traced her fingers over the wide smooth head and then began to pump and squeeze the shaft as the man pressed closer into the window. The hand now invaded Jan’s crotch rubbing the inside of her thighs and roughly mauled her sensitive clit. I could see Jan’s pelvis thrusting into the hand as she was stimulated and I knew that an orgasm was not long in waiting. Fingers were now thrusting into Jan’s vagina as the thumb continued to torture her sensitive nub. Jan’s pelvis began to undulate in response.

I watched in a state of shocked arousal as my lovely mate was teased and tortured by this strange invader that we had willingly permitted to access her and bring her to this current lewd state. I realized that my hand was now pumping my cock in response to the display before me.

Jan now issued little cries of pleasure as her pelvis lifted higher off the seat. I then realized that she had accepted fully four of the hand’s large fingers inside her wet vagina and was now cumming hard against the digits thrusting deeply inside her. She moaned loudly and her body seemed to freeze in a suspended state as the apex of her orgasm crashed over her. Her body shook and quivered as she released long and hard over the invasion of her body. Jan slowly sank back onto the seat and the hand withdrew from her vagina coated with her creamy wetness. The hand moved to her lips rubbing her pungent fluids over her lips and face while Joan obligingly opened her mouth allowing the hand to invade and sucked the fingers clean.

I felt my cock release a stream of cum which shot over the console and splashed onto Jan’s belly and thigh. As the hand withdrew form Jan’s mouth the hard cock at the window also released its load inside the window streaming over Jan’s breasts and down her stomach.

The man stepped back and stuffed his softening cock back into his pants, turned and slowly walked away. We sat there silent except for Jan’s heavy breathing. The episode had both shocked and thrilled us and left us in a state of confusion. Jan seemed almost in a trance. I watched her body tremble with continuing spasms from her orgasm and streaks of cum glistened against her skin in the dim light as her chest rapidly rose and fell with the rhythm of her ragged breathing. I’m not sure how much time elapsed as we sat there stunned and wasted from the rapidly occurring event while we both took stock and recovered. I started the car and drove away returning to our hotel.

After a few minutes on the road Jan said, “God I can’t believe that happened. I thought I would explode my orgasm was so intense.”

“I can’t believe my reaction either” I replied. “Watching you being touched and responding to some nameless stranger was overpowering to me. I didn’t want it and yet I couldn’t turn away. I let you get used and mauled by that guy.”

“No, you loved me and you allowed me to let something happen that I don’t think I wanted to stop. I wanted the risk, the uncertainty, the thrill and the the unbelievable sexual high that came with it and I love you for it.”

Jan was still lying naked in her reclined seat when we arrived at the hotel. We parked to the side of the resort and I told Jan to just put my jacket on as a cover and not bother with getting her dress back on. We walked through mostly vacant lobby with Jan barefoot and wearing my jacket which came down to her knees and the lapels hiding most of her breasts.

In the room we made warm and passionate love. I could taste Jan’s juices now dried around her mouth and lips spread there by the stranger and our combined cum remained dry and scabby over her belly and breasts. The weekend had been one of many firsts. In the coming weeks we would engage in and enjoy many of our sexual proclivities but did not find or seek the opportunity to engage with a third party. I think we both knew that we would at some point repeat that experience and secretly both looked forward to that occurrence. We did talk about it and came to accept that we had been more than willing participants.

Well, those are my recollections of the major events that opened new vistas in our sexual life as a couple. We had mutually demonstrated that we were unwilling to suppress our spontaneous urges and willing to experiment outside our comfort level. We shared our explorations and enabled each others fantasies to often become our reality. Over a few early years together we had learned that we shared compatible taste for sex play in public, that I was aroused by the attention that Jan received from other males, that Jan could be a compulsive exhibitionist whose excitement was heightened by added risk of discovery and the thrill of putting herself in vulnerable exposed situations. I was a devoted and enabling partner and one who was beginning to disclose more than latent cuckold tendencies.

All these elements were now part of our preferred sexual play and we incorporated them whenever the opportunity arose. We were also a very devoted, loving couple as yet blissfully unaware of future disclosures in our journey of exploration.

We would soon be confronted with another challenging event that would test us and push boundaries we had not yet imagined. I’ll leave that chapter for another time.

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