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Hot couple (Kat Young with friend) new motto - if the shoe fits, bare it

I'm a fortysevenyearold man blessed with a wife twentyone years my junior. I met her four years ago at a local college where I was taking a refresher course in real estate. We dated for about ' Hie year before getting married. We had both been raised to believe in a strict moral code; so although we did plenty of petting and necking we didn't have intercourse until our wedding night.

It wasn't until a year and a half later, however, that we opened up to each other enough to discuss our sexual fantasies.

We were reading the "Someone's Watching" section of Pent' house Letters when my wife suddenly confessed that she was a closet exhibitionist. Nothing, it seemed, turned her on as much as the idea of cockteasing men by exposing herself to them in public places. Fortunately, this was one fantasy my wife could easily accomplish. She is an extremely attractive woman who has little trouble arousing men even when fully clothed.

That very night my wife and I agreed that we would try to fulfill her fantasies. After working out certain guidelines to minimize risk, we embarked upon our new sexual adventure. I'm writing this letter in order to share some of the great experiences we've had.

At first we started off simply. One day we got on a bus together and pretended not to know each other. My wife sat across from a nerdy, pimplefaced eighteenyearold who had "virgin" written all over him. I sat nearby. She was wearing a short skirt over a pair of sheer, white panties. Slowly but surely she hiked up her skirt and parted her shapely thighs. I don't know which popped out further, the kid's eyes or the bulge in his pants.

Several times we've gone to adult bookstores together, knowing they're excellent places to hunt for horny men. Upon entering a store, my wife would browse the shelves of steamy Xrated materials. She assumed a variety of provocative poses beneath walls covered with photos of flesh.

But soon, reaching for the top shelf and letting a guy glimpse her firm, pantyclad ass wasn't enough of a thrill for her. She began making eye contact with her victims, especially the young, wellbuilt ones. She'd wink and leer at them and slowly circle her lips with her hot pink tongue. Sometimes, when she thought it was safe, she'd lock eyes with a guy, reach her hand underneath I hi skirt and finger herself to a powerful orgasm. I began to think ihe wouldn't be happy until she had guys dropping their pants in public and beating off. Several times, we had to leave the stores in a hurry, fearing for her safety.

As her nerve increased, we tried wilder and wilder things. ( 'nee, she arranged to have a masseur come to our home. I hid in i In closet while he gave her the massage. To tell you the truth, I llmost pitied the poor guy as I watched my young, sexy wife tease the bell out of him. She let him touch and rub oil over every part i 'I lier nude body. But (because of an agreement we had made earlier) she wouldn't touch him back; nor would she allow him to relieve himself in any way. After he limped out the door, I came out I >l I he closet and we had great sex.

The last incident I'll share took place in a shoe store of all places. We entered the store about ten minutes before closing 111lie, when the store and the mall surrounding it were nearly delerted. I told the clerk that my daughter needed a pair of blue In ics to match her blue panties. My wife then lifted her skirt, took her panties off and handed them to the startled young clerk. Slic then sat down demurely and waited for service. The clerk Was back out with a pair of shoes before I could even blink. A second clerk also materialized, ready and willing to provide my u ile with any service she might require.

My wife allowed each clerk to fit one shoe. Even though there were two men on the job, it took a lot longer than usual. It's quite I m issible they were distracted by the view.

Suddenly, with both clerks still kneeling before her, my wife puke up. "Do you like feet?" she asked them coyly.

The clerks nodded dumbly.

"I just figured that since you work in a shoe store, you must reilly like feet," she continued. "Would either of you like to kiss my feet?" she asked, wiggling her manicured toes in front of their eyes.

The clerks said nothing but the next thing I knew, I was witi lessing the wildest thing I had ever seen: two young guys we had never met before were kissing my wife's feet and rapturously sucking on her toes as if they were small, hard cocks.

I could tell that my wife was really hot for these guys, so 1 let things go a little further than I normally would have. I handed her a dildo and said, "Show the guys what you do at parties." She immediately grabbed the dildo and crammed it into her tight, wet twat. She was on fire now, and the two clerks were devouring her with their eyes. I handed her a second dildo and, after lubricating it with her juices, she forced it up her ass.

At this point, I suggested to the guys that they give her a hand. (I think they would have done so whether I wanted them to or not.) They brought my wife to an unbelievable orgasm. She then brought out the guys' cocks and masturbated each of them to orgasm. Later she told me that it had been only the second time she had done that to a man besides me.

1 love showing my wife off and she enjoys it too. Our sex life is now very satisfying because we dared to let our fantasies come true.