Sexploits of Our Youth Ch. 11

It was a Friday evening and we had gone out for supper with friends, after which we decided to stop off at a local pub to do some dancing and have a few drinks. The other couple, Ingrid and Tom, were simply friends. Yes, it is the same Tom that enjoys parking his compact in my wife's garage most nights.

When we arrived at the pub we sat at a booth and before long the place had filled to the brim with regular pub goers. Natasha asked Tom to dance and so off they went onto the dance floor, shedding their coats as they got up from the booth. Natasha was dressed quite plainly to be honest, a pair of jeans and a sheer navy blue blouse. As it happened, the combination of the blouse and the lighting in the pub, all black lights, caused Natasha's bra to glow from underneath the sheer material. It was truly remarkable to see how bright her bra shone through the blouse.

When Natasha returned from the dance floor I told her about the issue the lighting was causing, to which she told me she knew just how to fix the problem. She excused herself from the booth and left for the ladies room. She returned a few minutes later with her bra in her purse. This now caused a whole different situation for her as the navy blue sheer material virtually became invisible under the black lights of the pub which meant that Natasha's breasts were out front for all to see. I don't believe Nat was expecting this outcome and I know I certainly wasn't, although I wasn't complaining either.

We were probably the oldest couple, at 33, in the place that night, but Natasha had the body of a young woman even after 3 pregnancies. Her breasts were small, 34B, but they were still quite perky. As she sat back down I told her how her breasts could be seen by everyone in the pub and she shrugged it off, asking me if I minded people looking at her, to which I answered, "What a silly question Nat. You could strip naked here and I would be just fine with it. You know me."

Nat generally had a comeback for everything and this time was no different. "Perhaps I should go on the dance floor, strip naked and have people pay to slow dance with me. What would you think of that Boris?"

"Sounds like fun although it could land you jail, so maybe leave it with everyone here getting to see your tits." We smiled at each other knowing full well that the idea was making us both excited.

She then pointed out that most everyone had already seen her breasts when she walked from the Ladies Room back to our booth, so what would be the point in putting the bra back on.

Shortly thereafter, Tom asked her to dance again and up they went with her sweet little breasts bouncing for all to see and enjoy. As they danced, Ingrid asked me if Natasha realized that everyone could see her breasts and I acknowledged that she knew and was fine with it. " I told her about it Ingrid and she was fine with it. It wasn't something that bothered her." I could tell that Ingrid was more concerned about Natasha's exhibition than any of the rest of us, including the rest of the pub patrons. Tom was certainly enjoying seeing Nat's breasts and I was in seventh heaven seeing my wife get back to her exhibitionist self that she had left behind once we had kids. Wide-eyed, smiling patrons, both guys and gals, were getting up and walking past our booth on a regular basis to get a good look at Nat's seemingly naked torso.

Nat was getting all the attention her cute little body deserved. You could look around at other tables and see them talking about her. I think most of the young ladies there that night felt almost envious of the attention Nat was getting from their partners.

Over the course of the evening the DJ announced a number of dance contests but very few people got up to dance whenever Nat was on the dance floor. Perhaps the ladies didn't like their partners getting to close, or maybe something else. I found it fun to watch when Nat was dancing and another couple would be up there as well. The guys would be trying their best get a closeup look and at those 33 year old puppies at every chance they could get.

It should be noted that the DJ gave Nat nearly all the dance contest prizes that night. Natasha could dance, but I'm pretty sure it had more to do with her naked breasts bouncing around in front of him for most of the night. Judging by the permanent smile on his face, he was enjoying her show.

When we got home, Nat brought up the new experience, "You have no idea how much fun that was tonight. Everyone was paying attention to me. I guess I still look pretty good for an old lady."

I assured her, "You are not an old lady and yes, you look pretty damn good. Did Tom say anything about you showing off your breasts?" I was really curious what he thought about his love being so bold.

"When we were on the dance floor he had a difficult time not watching my breasts bouncing with the music. I actually had to ask him if it bothered him that I was showing off the way I was. So then he says, well Natasha, if it's not bothering you, then I guess It's okay with me."

"Isn't that nice, it's okay with him. Like he gets a say now," Me thinking what an asshole he was. "Think about it Nat, I am watching him screw you on a regular basis and somehow he thinks it's okay if you show yourself off to others. Well how sweet of him to allow you your freedom like that."

"I think he just wants me to himself. He hasn't lived long enough yet to appreciate that people can have many sides to them, and one of my sides apparently is being an exhibitionist."