Her Fall Festival costume - Sex Stories

Her Fall Festival costume

... was racing as the show continued. Each time she bent over, and her tits would be uncovered to the world, I was in heaven. She had perfectly shaped breasts and any man would be proud that she was his wife. I loved her being on display.

The entire time I stood there I continued to be torn between alerting her, or just enjoying the show myself like all the other horny guys who were in her audience. In the end, I just could not tell her. It was too much of a turn-on for me to see my lovely, innocent wife flashing the crowd. And I did not want to spoil the show for all those appreciative men. Since no one in the crowd knew she was my wife, I could just be one of the gawking voyeurs. We all just looked at each other and grinned at our good fortune to see this unexpected erotic display.

She told me later that the way the dress was cut, she could not wear a bra with it. It was very rare that she would go out in public without wearing a bra since she felt that it was just not proper to do that. Seeing her at that game booth, with nothing on under that dress, was both a shock and a pleasant surprise.

I left the festival ahead of my wife. I was so turned on that I could not stand watching her any longer. I stopped by the liquor store and got a bottle of her favorite wine, and I was ready to fill her tub when I heard her drive into the driveway. I knew she’d be tired but was hoping to get her in the mood with a hot bath and some wine. She came in, happy to see me, and was in a ...

... bouncy mood. I handed her a glass and she eagerly sipped it. I told her I loved her costume, but I was not about to mention how incredibly sexy she looked while working the booth. That was going to be my secret.

I told her I wanted to help her into the tub, which surprised her. She stood there while I undid the safety pins that were keeping her dress somewhat fitted to her body, and then helped her step out of it. That is when she explained that the dress did not fit right so she could not wear a bra with it. I told her she looked incredible in it, and she never needed to wear a bra anyway. We have had that conversation before, and I never win. She thinks it is not proper for a woman not to wear a bra. I helped her step out of her panties and guided her to the tub. Her naked skin shimmered in the light. Her dark nipples stood out like pencil erasures and perfectly tipped her glorious breasts. I turned the lights low and refilled her glass. I told her again how lovely she looked, and I hoped she was getting the message.

I turned down the bedspread and lit some candles. She would know I needed some bedtime playtime when she got out of the tub.

She finished her bath and walked into the bedroom with a smile on her face as she saw me stretched out naked on the bed. I was almost hard just thinking about this afternoon’s event. She did not ask me why I was worked up, and just crawled onto the bed and lowered her mouth onto my stiffening erection. There is nothing more lovely ...