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My name is Mitch, and I live in a typical Midwest town you've probably never heard of. I am a fairly normal guy, although I do have my kinks. One of those is women showing off. I love it when a woman recognizes the power they have with their sexuality. Men are preprogrammed to respond to the site of the female body. It is literally baked into our DNA. Now this power is like any other, it can be weaponized against men in many nefarious ways. It can also be harmless, exciting and enjoyed by all parties involved.
My wife's name is Natasha, but everyone calls her Nat. I have to take a moment to brag. Not sure how it happened but I ended up married to an absolute smoke-show! She has long blonde hair that catches men's eyes as soon as she enters a room. She's about 5'7" and not too skinny but far from fat, she's just right! I would call her beautifully curvy, and a very hourglass figure topped off with large breasts. She has a cute little bubble butt, and I am not normally a 'butt-guy'. Her nose is slightly upturned, and her lips are pouty with her bottom lip slightly larger than her top. Her best feature would be her eyes though. They are crystal blue and cat-like. She looks like a cartoon artist's exaggeration of a sexy female.
Nat is well aware of my kinks and often during sex she will coax me to orgasms by telling me about her sexual past or teasing me with things she says she might do for me. I shared one fantasy in particular with her, and to my amazement and then constant anticipation, she agreed to it for me. I lingered in sweet sexual agony and frustration for summer to arrive and watch her perform this fantasy. It would be like one of the softcore movies I used to rent in college.
I have a friend named Arthur, but he goes by Art. I have known him since before high school, and we went to college together for a while before I transferred to another school. We have always kept in touch and he's one of those guys if you ever needed him, he'd be there for you. Art was married to a woman that was not nice to him and after their divorce, has remained single for years. He's dated lots of women but sees no point in ever getting married again. Art lives alone in a nice, quiet neighborhood. His house has a nice fenced, inground pool in the backyard with the trees providing plenty of privacy.
Finally, July came.
Art called to invite us to his house to swim and grill out. Although he had no idea what was going to happen, he never passed up the opportunity to see Nat in a swimsuit. She'd flashed us teasingly one night at his pool, but it was quick and dark and not easy to see. Art had never forgotten it though, and he had casually mentioned it to me from time to time.
We arrived just before lunchtime. I always bring the alcohol and ice, and Art provides the food and works the grill. Nat and I walked in and Art immediately looked her up and down. She was wearing sandals, shorts, a ponytail with a ballcap, and a tank top. If anyone wondered if Nat had on a bra or not, the air-conditioning in Art's house helped answer that question. I wasn't sure if she was cold or excited but the sight of her was beyond sexy and Art noticed it.
After some minor chat-chat in the kitchen, Nat said she was going to go change into her swimsuit. Art looked at me after she walked off and just smiled and shook his head. There was no jealousy on my part, and he was very respectful in his obvious appreciation of how sexy Nat was. He had already fired up the grill and was carrying the burgers and dogs outside. I went out with him and put the beer and Nat's frozen margaritas on ice, in the cooler by the pool.
We were sitting and talking poolside, enjoying a beer and the smell of the grill, when we heard the door open and Nat walked out. She still had on the tank top with no bra, but now she was wearing her bikini bottoms and was barefoot. Still wearing the ballcap and now had on her sunglasses on too. She looked both sporty and sexy. Nat was carrying her pool bag and had her towel draped over her shoulder. Art's eyes were glued to her every step and her breasts jiggled under the top as she stepped toward us.
The three of us sat at his patio table and had lunch. The alcohol was flowing, and Art had put on his yacht rock playlist. The mood was relaxed and carefree as Nat knew we were both checking her out and admiring her body in the skimpy bottoms and braless top. After we finished, Nat stood up and looked at us still sitting at the table.
"Well, the whole no swimming after you eat is a stupid old wives' tale. But I need to get my top on before I get in the pool." she said.
With that she reached into her pool bag, pulled out her string bikini top and stepped toward the house. We both thought she was going back inside but she stopped on the back porch. With her back to us, she pulled the tank top over her head. She turned slightly sideways to see if we were both watching, which we were. The side curve of her right breast could be seen as she smiled at us. There was a reflection of her in Art's glass backdoor, but it was obscured enough to not really make anything out. Just a tease but still so sexy!
Nat casually put the bikini top on and tied it in place over her breasts. Then she turned and walked back toward us in her sexy blue string bikini. There was no liner or padding in the top or bottom and she had adjusted the cups to reveal a large portion of her breasts. The bumps of her nipples were obvious. The bottom wasn't a thong, but it outlined the shape of her butt perfectly. She saw us both staring and smiled a mischievous smile at us.
"If you boys don't close your mouths, flies are going to get in." she taunted us both.
Nat went to the steps of the pool and although it was hot outside, the water was not as warm as she was expecting. Her nipples became more prominent as she slowly eased into the pool. After she finally made her way into the water, she swam a lap to the diving board and hung onto it while she kicked her feet under the water. She still had on her sunglasses and ballcap, but her ponytail had gotten wet.
"How is it?" Art asked her.
"Not so bad once you get in but a little cold at first." she replied.
Nat started swimming toward the shallow end and asked if one of us would get her drink and bring it to her. To no one's surprise, Art jumped up to take it to her. She stood up in the water as he handed it to her. Her top was almost transparent, and the outline of her nipples could be seen. Art undoubtedly enjoyed the view as she stretched out her hand to take the cup from him, pushing her breasts forward as she did. Nat took the drink and put the straw to her lips and tongue in a very seductive way.
It wasn't long until we were all three in the pool and enjoying the hot July sun and the water. I also loved how friendly and relaxed Nat was. I am not sure if the alcohol was taking effect on her or if she just felt that comfortable with us. Nat would often adjust her top and slide the cups in different directions as if she was trying to decide what part and how much skin she could reveal. I caught an occasional and "accidental" glimpse inside her top and I am sure Art did too. She often would stand up and reveal her wet bikini covered chest while we talked. Nat asked Art if he was seeing anyone and he replied that he had went on a few dates recently, but the girl wasn't really his type. Nothing serious.
I had drunk about four beers and Art had about the same amount as me. Nat had finished a few cups of her margaritas, and it was close to two o'clock. The sun was beating down on us and the water felt like it had warmed up since we all first got in. Art's music playlist was going, and a Christopher Cross song came on. There was a breeze, but it was warm and humid air.
Nat swam over to the shallow end of the pool and sat on the steps facing us both. She reached into her pool bag and pulled out a bottle of sunscreen. She squeezed some into her hands and began rubbing it onto her arms and shoulders. To make sure Art was watching, she told him not to worry, it was waterproof and wouldn't come off in his pool and mess up the pool filter. Both his and my eyes were intently watching her massage the lotion onto her neck and then down toward her breasts.
Nat began rubbing the lotion on the sides of her breasts, pushing them together as she did it. Her hands were moving so slow, it was torture. Then she began rubbing it in between her breasts with her fingertips, up and down the curves of her cleavage. She then very slowly reached inside each cup, one at a time, putting lotion on her nipples, just out of our sight. She alternated between each breast, squeezing it inside her bikini top as she did.
"Art, what do you think about tan lines? Mitch loves them, what do you think about them?" she asked.
"I think they're sexy, but you don't really see too many women that go to the pool or the beach that don't have them." he answered.
"Mitch likes them because he says it emphasizes the naughty bits" she said looking at me teasingly.
"Yeah, I get that. I haven't really dated too many women that didn't have tan lines in the summer though." he answered.
"I bet most of the women that don't have them either go to a tanning bed or have a private pool." Nat said, still massaging her barely covered top. "When you were married, did your wife have tan lines?" she asked.
"Nope, she would layout and swim topless and sometimes completely nude." he answered.
I just stood there, sipping my beer while I watched and listened to this scene play out.
"Well yeah, this pool is pretty private, isn't it?" Nat replied, saying the obvious, while continuing to knead her breasts.
"So, Art, I'll tell you, Mitch loves my tits. He is definitely a tit guy. Are you a tit guy Art?"
"Oh, hell yes!" Art blurted out.
"Interesting." Nat answered cooly, "Well, I just happen to have some really big tits, and I am wondering what it would be like to not have tan lines. Would that be ok with you? I know Mitch won't mind it at all. He's cool with you seeing my tits. Would both of you like to see them?"
We both nodded and murmured 'Yes' incoherently.
Nat had pulled the cups together to where they were just two strips covering only her nipples. Most of her breasts were showing already. Art and I were both standing in the shallow end about 15 feet away from her just watching with hopeful anticipation.
Without looking up, Nat took the left cup and slowly slid it to the side. The nipple popped out and was already covered in lotion and now shining in the afternoon sun. Then she did the same with the right cup. Taking a little longer this time to free the right nipple from the bikini top until it finally slid out from the thin fabric. When it was exposed, she rubbed it with her left hand. Then she pulled both cups as far to the sides as possible and arched her back pushing her incredible tits out for me and my friend to see them in all their beautiful, glistening, naked glory.
Her nipples were very erect and looked like two raspberries sitting proudly on top of her big tits. She was facing the sun, and they shined with the sunscreen she had so slowly applied to them both. She looked up at us and smiled proudly as we took in the view of her tits.
"Damn baby!" was all I could get out.
"You guy can come swim at my pool any fucking time you want!" Art added.
"You like my tits, Art?" she asked him as she rubbed her fingers up and down them.
"I would suck of those all night long!" he answered.
"I have what I call 'turbo-nipples'. I can brush up against anything and they will get hard. It's embarrassing sometimes in public" Nat said matter-of-factly.
Nat went on and said, "Let me try an experiment. Art just stand there with your arms to the side, and don't move."
Then she moved off the steps toward him. His eyes focused on her naked breasts as she got closer and closer, giving him an even better view of them.
"Now just stand there, ok?" she reminded him.
"Ok." was all he could get out.
I just stood there not believing what was happening right in front of me.
Nat began rubbing her tits across Art's arm, sliding one then the other, making sure her nipples were in full contact with him. He looked down in disbelief as my wife rubbed her large breasts against his arm. Then she stepped back.
"Do my nipples look harder to you than before?" she asked him.
"I can't be sure, do it again." he replied. I could see his hand was near the front of his swimsuit as he adjusted his cock.
"Hmm, I better not." she said. I wondered if she'd seen he was getting hard.
Nat went back to the steps and sat down, again facing us bare breasted.
"Hey babe, don't you think you should put some sunscreen on your tattoo? You don't want that getting burned either." I hinted to her.
Nat has a tattoo right on the front of her pelvic bone. It was partially covered by her bikini bottom. She looked at me in faux disbelief that I would ask her to do that. She actually knew I had planned on asking her this.
She stood on the steps, with the water just coming above her knees now. Her tits were still exposed and looked so beautiful in the sunlight.
With both of us watching again, she pulled down her bikini bottom on the right side only, where the tattoo was. Most of her well-trimmed landing strip was now exposed too. She squeezed some sunscreen into her right hand and began rubbing it over her tattoo. Her fingers were also rubbing into her bush. Nat kept her legs together and she kept the lips of her pussy covered but the groomed hair was glistening the same as her heaving tits were. Her breathing had gotten heavier. It looked like her nipples had somehow got even harder and they stood out like two red pencil erasers. She quickly slid her fingers into her suit and no doubt touched her shaved pussy lips, maybe even checking her own wetness. This was a blink, and you'd miss it moment.
My beautiful, sexy wife was standing in front of me and my buddy with her tits out and now had just showed us both her bush. This was absolutely incredible. My cock was rock hard, and I am sure Art's was too as he freely took in the sight of my naked wife.
Nat pulled her bikini bottom back up, but she also pulled her bikini top completely off and put it in her pool bag. She swam the rest of the afternoon topless. Art watched her intently and she would casually chat with him with her tits above the water. She acted very nonchalant and unbothered with him seeing her. She would act shy and swim to the deep end, concealing herself. Then she would come back to the shallow end and stand up to sip her drink, letting us both seeing her topless again.
Later in the afternoon, Nat got out and wrapped herself in a towel, covering her breasts again. This was a sign that the show was over. She sat sipping her drink, looking completely proud of herself and knowing we had both absolutely loved the incredible pool display she had given us. It was a memory that I don't think Art, or I will ever forget.
We were all hungry and started talking about dinner. We decided to order some food. It would be dark soon and this day was over.
Or was it?
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