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 ï>¿Shy Wife on the Beach by fatfree

   My wife has been looking forward to this vacation for months.  For our
10th wedding anniversary, we are dropping the kids off with the
grandparents and spending a week on the beach, just the two of us.

   We had done a lot of research and had settled on a secluded resort in
Bermuda.  This one promised individual cottages and a perfect, private
beach.

   Jessica was giddy thinking about the vacation, and allowed me to have a
bit of input in her wardrobe.  I bought her things for months leading up to
the vacation with the hope that she would be a bit less modest when it was
just the two of us.  At home, she is vigilant about wearing gel inserts in
her bra as she is embarrassed about her barely there breasts.  She has
nothing to worry about, her body is tight, she looks awesome at 5'2 103
pounds.

   I bought her tight bikinis, form hugging linen dresses and short shorts.
I think my wife is hot, and I wanted to see as much as often as I could on
our vacation.  We would know nobody there after all.

   The last step, after she packed, was sure to get me in trouble.  I
slipped her gel inserts and even her bras out of her luggage before I
loaded the luggage into the car.  She was gonna be mad, but I couldn't help
it.

   When we got there, she cut me some slack about the bras.  The place was
incredible, our cabin was big and hardly anybody was on the beach.  The
place doesn't allow kids and seemed to have a population of honeymooners
and older folks.  All seemed to keep to themselves.

   Jessica, who would normally be mortified for people to see her in a
tight shirt without her inserts, did loosen up as it was clear that we knew
nobody here.  She wore her linen dresses to dinner each day, most of them
white, and I could eat, looking at the shape of her nipples pushing against
the fabric as we ate out in the breeze.

   The swimming was similar the suit she favored was a bikini with a tube
top like top.  Tight and, when she got wet her nipples and areola would be
outlined against the cloth.

   We spent days just keeping to ourselves, eating, drinking, swimming and
having sex.  Awesome vacation.  On day four of our trip, we were getting
ready to walk out to the beach, just outside of our cabin, when I brought
up the idea of going topless.  Lots of the British girls at the resort were
going about this way, and we'd had a few drinks already.  I was shocked
when she went along with it.

   In fact, she put on her bikini bottoms, left the top in the cabin and
marched out to our waiting beach chairs.  Her tiny A cups were shockingly
white against her tan skin, so I grabbed the sunscreen and followed her
out. Very few people were on the beach, and none paid us much attention,
most of them being european.

   She sat on our beach lounger, facing the water and the other resort
goers while I rubbed sun screen first over her back.  She then settled onto
her back, her little boobs all but disappearing while I rubbed the
sunscreen onto her tiny white tits.

   I was so intent on rubbing the lotion in and watching the movement of
her little quarter sized nipples, that I had failed to notice the approach
of the man who spoke up from the foot of my wife's lounger.

   "I was wondering if we would run into you two here!" He bellowed,
obviously excited.  I had been rubbing lotion onto my wife's tits for about
2 minutes, no telling how long this guy had been taking in the show.  I
looked up at was shocked.  Not as shocked as my wife though.

   My modest little topless wife looked over her bared, tiny white tits
into the face of "Mr.  Malone" the principle at the school where she
taught, her boss.  The two did not get along very well, having butted heads
at work many times.  He know stood over us, drinking in the sight of my
topless wife in only tiny bikini bottoms.  From his position below her bare
feet, I knew that he couldn't help but notice her camel toe as well.

   She sat bolt upright, reaching to cover her tiny boobs, up until now her
secret inadequacy.  She stammered a question about what he was doing here.
He answered, his eyes at her chest that she had talked the place up so much
at work that he and his wife decided to try it.  Seems he just happened to
come at the same time we did.  At this point, his wife arrived at the foot
of the lounge and, incredibly, offered her hand to my wife as she said hi.
Jessica took and shook the hand, her uncovered little boob shaking as she
did so.

   They showed no sign of leaving, just talking about their vacation, and
we had not brought a towel from the cabin.  My wife tried to keep her
composure as she cupped her little boobs and answered in short sentences.
"Mr Malone" had more lounges brought and actually sat facing us.  At this
point, Jessica knew she had to go.  She stood, excused her self and walked
to the cabin with her boss watching her ass sway in the tiny bikini bottoms
as she walked away.

   I stayed for awhile as I was a little worried about how freaked out she
would be.  Soon, the principal's wife went for drinks leaving just us men.
He leaned over conspiratorially and said, "I'd always wanted to see a
little more of your wife (He'd clearly been drinking), watching you rub
those little boob was the best part of this vacation.  The guys back at
work will be so envious!" I then remembered that there were several male
teachers in my wife's school.  "Mostly pigs" she had said.  Mr.  Malone
said, they will be shocked to here about this, and those tiny tits.  She
always looks like she is so much more stacked!" I was unsure what to say at
this point.

   I was weirdly turned on by somebody we know seeing her like this, but I
had to defend my wife.  Just then she called from the cabin, and I got up
and left.

   Jessica was still just wearing the bikini bottom when I got tot the
cabin, but her nipples stood at attention.  She pulled me to the bed.  I
reached down, she was soaked.  Apparently, she was not as embarrassed or
pissed off as I thought...





   Shy Wife on the Beach Ch.  02

   After Jessica's unexpected exposure of her tiny boobs to her boss, Mr.
Malone, the previous day, she was having a bit of trouble looking forward
to the remaining three days of our vacation.  Mr.  Malone seeing her tiny
exposed boobs had been bad enough, but his comment about describing the
sight to her coworkers was making her nervous and upset.  As far as the
vacation went, I convinced her that Mr.  Malone had already seen his fill
of her tiny white tits, and that wearing her little gauzy dresses and her
tight bikinis couldn't do any harm now.  Besides, we might not even run
into him and his wife.

   We went to lunch: no Malones.  We headed to the beach: still no Malones.
Jessica was feeling a bit better.  She kept her top securely on though, to
my disappointment.

   After we had been laying out for about 30 minutes, I noticed my wife
watching somebody come up the beach in our direction.  It was Mrs.  Malone,
alone.  She was actually a pretty attractive woman, older than us, I
guessed around 40.  She was in a bikini as well and clearly had plenty up
top.

   Mrs.  Malone asked, "Is it okay if I join you?"

   Jessica hesitated for a moment.

   "Sure.  Okay."

   Mrs.  Malone dropped into a beach lounge next to Jessica.

   "I want to apologize for my husband's behavior yesterday.  He can really
be obnoxious sometimes."

   Jessica sat in stunned silence as Mrs.  Malone spoke.

   "I am very sorry if he made you feel uncomfortable."

   I angrily replied, "Your husband did make Jessica feel very
uncomfortable.  He kept staring at her chest.  She was very embarrassed! 
This was her first time sunbathing in public topless.  Now she absolutely
refuses to take her top off again."

   "Yes, my husband can be an insensitive clod sometimes.  But, you know,
Jessica, you really do have a lovely body and your tits are beautiful.  You
really shouldn't blame my husband or any other man for wanting to look at
them!"

   For the first time, Jessica smiled.

   Mrs.  Malone continued, "Robert just couldn't stop talking about your
tits back in our room.  In fact, I think you got him really teased."

   Jessica replied, "What about those remarks he made about telling the
guys at work that he saw me topless?  I work with those guys.  I don't want
them to know about my tiny tits!"

   "Yes, He is dying to tell the story to the boys back at the teacher's
lounge, but don't you worry, he won't say a thing."

   "What do you mean?"

   The older lady calmly slipped her bikini top off as she talked with
Jessica.  I was shocked at the sudden appearance of her C cups, her thick
nipples and her 3 inch wide, dark aureoles.  Since Jessica taught under Mr.
Malone, her principal, I had seen the principal's wife many times at school
functions.  I never expected to see so much of her.  Soon, I began to
listen to what she was saying.

   "Robert is very poorly endowed, small if you get what I'm saying.  If he
speaks a word of seeing your boobs here, I'll make sure his friends know
about his little problem."

   My wife's mouth was agape at this revelation.

   Mrs.  Malone continued, "You can relax here, nobody will hear about
anything."

   Mrs.  Malone then laid back, her boobs flattening, and closed her eyes
to the sun.  I looked at Jessica and she looked at me with a little smile
at her new secret knowledge about her big boss.  He was nowhere in sight,
and with her new knowledge that her fellow teachers would not hear of her
exposure, she relaxed and slipped off her top and lay down.  Her tiny boobs
looked like the A cups they are next to her boss's wife.  Eventually, we
drifted off to sleep on the beach.

   Suddenly, I awoke to quiet clicks.  I looked up to see Mr.  Malone
snapping digital pics of my topless, sleeping wife.  Before I could think,
I shouted "Hey" and grabbed for the camera.

   The girls each sat bolt upright as my grab missed at Mr.  Malone as he
jumped back.  My fist closed on his swim trunks instead, and he stumbled
back, falling flat on his back.  I held my grip, and in a flash, his trunks
were at his ankles.  He lay there stunned as we looked down at him, his
little penis standing straight up.

   Much to my wife's amazement, this large guy, her boss, was shaved clean,
and was sporting a 4 inch erection.  (Standing at attention I guess because
of his recent photography).  Mrs.  Malone quickly picked up his camera,
shot a few pics of him on his back, exposed and underdeveloped.  She
expertly popped the flash disk out and handed it to my wife.

   Mrs.  Malone said, "This should keep him quiet for you!"

   Jessica added, "I don't like it when you take my picture without asking.
And you had better not tell anyone about this at work or else I'll show
them the pictures of your puny little penis!"

   Mr.  Malone, humiliated and embarrassed, soon came to his senses and
scrambled up, pulling his swim suit over his tiny penis.

   I was speechless, but Mr.  Malone found his voice.

   "Okay.  You win.  Just don't show those pictures to the guys at work.  I
won't say anything when we get back."

   Jessica was sitting on the lounge, her hands over her perfect little
breasts.  She looked him in the eye, and slowly lowered both hands, giving
him his first good look at her breasts.

   Jessica agreed, "Okay."

   Poor Mr.  Malone, flustered by what had just happened, said, "I like
your tits."

   Jessica just smiled.





   Shy Wife's Camping Exposure

   A couple of years ago, my very shy wife, Jessica, had some unintentional
exposure (see prior stories) but we have since moved for my work, and she
has put it behind her.  She still exercises a lot, dances the nut cracker
each Christmas at the local theater and, in my opinion, has a tight hot
body.  She, on the other hand, is very shy of her body.  Her tiny A cups
are her biggest secret.  She wears gel cup bras 100% of the time.  Even her
swim suits have inserts.  We are each just under thirty, and our new home
town gives us a lot of opportunity for hiking and camping that we had not
had before.  We have even learned to kayak.  Good times.

   We got in good with a club of like minded outdoor types and would go out
on a canoe trip, camping trip or something similar about once a month. 
Each individual trip was usually a small affair, with 10 or less people on
each trip, so we got to know everyone really well.  Jessica is one of the
few wives or even women to go on these trips, so she is well appreciated by
the (usually younger) guys.

   Several months and several trips later, we were comfortable and ready to
go on our hiking/camping trip last weekend.  We were to canoe in for a day
and camp for two.

   During the canoe trip in, we had our firs problem.  Jessica was wearing
a bikini, getting some sun and we had packed our clothes in a water proof
barrel.  We lost control about halfway to our campsite, and the canoe went
over.  We weren't hurt, but our extra clothes floated away while I was
recovering my wife and righting the canoe.

   We made our way to the camp site in one piece, but Jessica had nothing
to wear but a bikini.  We helped set up camp for a few hours with Jessica's
tight bod drawing plenty of attention from the guys.  She was getting a
little nervous about being so underdressed and was getting a bit cold in
her wet bikini.  We finally got my coworker and friend, Mark to lend us a
shirt for her to cover up with.  Mark is a pretty good sized guy, so the
shirt was big enough for her to wear as a sleep shirt while her bikini was
drying.

   She hustled away to peel off her wet swim suit and slip of the big,
button up shirt.  The campers and I set up the fire and began cooking
dinner.  When Jessica returned, she looked like a little girl in her
daddy's shirt.  she hung her bikini up near the fire, and all eyes were on
my diminutive near naked wife.

   For the first time, she was without her gel top and her flat chest was
obvious to us.  I'm sure she thought the shirt was baggie enough to conceal
this from the crowd.

   She sat cross-legged at the fire, making sure that her crotch was
covered while we cooked and ate.  The guys were paying her tons of
attention, and I was clueless why until I sat down beside her.  In the
firelight, I saw that the shirt gaped between buttons, and the guys could
see well lit nipple on the left.  Her little white tit was visible to all
the guys to the right of her.  Of course, I couldn't tell her because she
would be mortified.  Most of our guy friends found some reason to sit on
the right of her for a least part of the night.  At least she was good at
keeping the shirt over her unshaven crotch.

   Finally, we went to sleep, leaving the bikini up to dry.  I zipped the
tent up and we had an uneventful night.  Luckily, she was clueless about
the show she put on.

   About 6:30 in the morning, I left the tent to take a piss.  I left the
flap open without looking back.  When I came back, our friends Mark and Tim
were openly staring into my tent.  When they saw me, they rushed off.  I
came to the tent to find Jessica in her favorite sleeping position.  She
was on her side, in the fetal position, with her knees drawn to her chest.
Of course, the shirt was riding high at her waist.  Her perfect white rear
end, her pussy, her anus were visible in the sunlight.  My breath was taken
away by the extent of her unknown exposure.  My eyes started as her ass
crack, travelled past the few dark, sparse hairs above her anus.  I looked
at her lightly pigmented little butt hole then the inner lips of her
vagina.

   She must never know.  I went in, closed the tent and pretended to sleep.

   A day went by, and she didn't seem to notice they guys acting any
differently toward her.  I assumed the worst was over and started to relax.
My wife is such a modest one that knowing what she had shown would undo
her.

   On the last morning, she gave mark back the shirt, thanked him and was
running about in her gel top bikini.  I took Mark and Tim with me into the
woods to discuss the need for them to keep what they saw to themselves.  On
the way back, we happened upon the most shocking thing of this ill fated
trip.  We quietly come upon a clearing and mark came up short.  Standing,
clueless to our presence just five feet ahead of us was Jessica.  She
quickly dropped her bikini bottom and dropped to a squat.

   This was a problem for many reasons.  I had just explained to the guys
that we must never let on that she had been exposed, and worse, Tim is one
on my wife's coworkers.

   We just froze and stared.  I assumed a quick piss, she would move on and
it would be over.  No such luck.  My pretty little ballerina wife let out a
little grunt and leaned a bit forward, away from us.  In her squat
position, her anus was splayed open and worse yet, she was obviously taking
a dump.  I saw the log start to peek out on its way to its new home on the
forest floor and I couldn't just let these guys watch.  I tried to pull
them away, of course, making noise.  She swung her head around to see us
right behind her.  Damn.  It was a long long trip home.





   Shy Wife's Revenge

   I've written before about my beautiful wife's embarrassment over her
tiny breasts.  She is a tight beautiful woman and my desire to show her off
recently went a bit far.  (See shy wife exposed to our friends) At the
time, I untied my wife's bikini top while she was sleeping and she
accidentally exposed her greatest embarrassment, her tiny tits to 8 of our
closest friends.  At the time, nobody told her how she lost her top, and
over time, I believed that she thought it a simple accident.  She never
confronted me, so I believed that I had gotten away with it.  She remains a
bit mortified and I do feel a bit guilty about it.

   The above event is well behind us, and we have been going about our
lives as usual.  That is, until my accident.  I've always been athletic,
I'm average hight, but I'm muscled and well built.  I played a few sports
in college, but wasn't on scholarship.  My buds concede that I'm a man's
man.  I do have one little inadequacy of my own though.  Down below, I'm a
bit of a grower.  That is, when erect, my dick is just a shade less than 6
inches, not that bad, but flaccid, I'm tiny.  If I get nervous, work out or
get cold, I drop below two inches.  Looks ridiculous on a muscled guy such
as myself.  Jessica, my wife, has had no other men, but she is not
clueless. She knows that I'm embarrassed about it, but rarely brings it up.
I pray she doesn't discuss it with her friends.

   Anyway, I was out rock climbing with the guys and slipped, The fall
wasn't so far, but I landed flat on my back, bounced and rolled, receiving
a compression fracture in my lower back and lots of bruises.  I had some
gravel rash on my thighs as well, but would live.  The trip to the ER was
embarrassing, of course.  I was stripped and examined under lots of lights,
with the little guy a shriveled as possible, but I didn't know any of the
ER staff and Jessica hadn't gotten to the er as of yet during the really
embarrassing bit.  Eventually, I got to a room in the hospital with a few
pain relievers.  The doctor filled my wife in on my condition and told her
I'd be in the hospital for a few days.  She stayed with me every minute,
always the good wife.

   I was basically bedridden for several days.  That first night, I was
dirty and busted up and an older nurse came in to sponge me off in the
presence of Jessica.  I always tried to let her see me only near sex, when
my penis was near to normal size, but I was hurt and scared and I was
sporting about an inch and a half when the nurse stripped me for the bath.
She was noticeably surprised at my lack of size, but said nothing.  Jessica
sat at my bedside having a good look at my embarrassment.  She said all the
right things though and I was glad to have her with me.

   The next morning our mothers carpooled up for a visit.  Jessica's mom is
slim and relatively young in her late 40's.  Mine in her fifties.  I was
awkward lying there wearing nothing but a short hospital gown, but I was
getting a lot of sympathy from the women, so I was doing ok.  That is until
Jessica abruptly said, "You won't believe this road rash on his thighs!"
and flipped the hem of my short gown up to my mid belly.  All eyes shot to
my unexpectedly tiny dick.  I sputtered some resistance, but I'd had some
morphine, and Jessica had her hand on my belly, pinning the gown.  She just
discussed the wounds while all three women took in the unimpressive view. I
knew that my wife's mother would never look at me the same way.  Worse, she
is a big talker.  News of my tiny penis would make a good story for her
entire side of the family.

   Mercifully, Jessica let go and I replaced my gown.  The women visited
for another 20 minutes or so, while I pretended to be cool with what they
had seen.  I hadn't felt a knot in my stomach like that since high school.

   Day two in the hospital, several of our friends were planning to visit.
Jessica suggested that I take a shower to be presentable.  There was
basically no way I could stand on my own, but a nurse and my wife helped me
up and stripped off my gown.  The nurse said she would have somebody strip
my bed, change sheets and get me a new gown while I was in the shower that
attached to my room.  Walking hurt like a bitch.  I barely made it to the
shower.  Jessica started the water and got me under the shower head.  She
set the water a bit cold for my taste, and as usual, the dick did its
surprising disappearing act.  I normally would never let Jessica see me
this way, but pain helped me put it out of my mind.  The shower went on for
about ten minutes, then Jessica stepped out of the bathroom for a minute,
leaving me leaning on the shower wall.  She came back without the expected
towels, but said, "Lets head out to your room to grab your towels and new
gown." I was in no position to argue.  My back pain was impressive and I
kept my hands on my lower back as she threw open the bathroom door and led
my into my hospital room.

   I was immediately shocked.  Sitting in my room were my three closest
buds and their wives, the same guys that had got such a good look at my
wife's little boobs on the lake just last year.  They and their wives had
been friends of ours since college.  I'd been flirting with the girls for
years, harmlessly, and they went along with the sexy muscled ex jock.  Now
they all stared in shock at my shriveled little penis.  I looked around for
cover.  My bed had been stripped of sheets, no gown was in sight, but a
towel sat my the sink.  On the other side of the room.  My tiny wife pushed
from behind, and I, in my current state could not resist.  The back would
not let me.  I walked, wet, naked, ashamed on my tiny dick, across the
room. There were giggles, and one of my buds said simply "Man!". 
Eventually, I shuffled all the way to the towel and wrapped it around my
waist.

   I looked back at Jessica to see triumph on her face.  She had been
humiliated when this same bunch had seen her tiny tits, and one of her
friends must have told her what I had done.  She had her revenge.  I would
never again be known as the good looking muscled jock.  I would be the guy
with a tiny dick.  It was only a matter of time until they guys at work and
the rest of our friends heard this story.  I could hardly argue well that
it "gets much bigger when in action." Though it did.  Wouldn't convince
many and I would require admitting that I looked like I was hung like a
kid.

   Our friends rushed out of the room while I got dressed in my gown, and I
didn't say anything to Jessica.  We both knew the score.

   The 45 minutes that our friends visited with us after they came back in
was the longest of my life.  None of them mentioned my exposure, but their
minds were clearly on it.

   I might have to move.  Some secrets are better kept under wraps.  I have
to admit, I didn't think Jessica had this kind of retribution in her. 
Guess I was wrong.





   Sleeping Shy Wife

   A little history about my wife and myself: we started dating in high
school and have been together ever since.  We are now in our late 20's and
are financially secure.  My wife doesn't work, she is a "charity wife". 
She is on a lot of charity boards, and is always dragging me to some Junior
Auxiliary event or some other event.  She is always dressed to the 9's and
is smokin' hot.  She works out a lot and is small and firm, absolutely
beautiful.  Her secret is that she has tiny breasts, an A cup if that.  She
never leaves the house without a gel insert in her bra.  Even her swimsuits
are padded.  She is mortified about this inadequacy, and I'm sure that with
her careful dressing, her "little" secret is one of the best kept in town.

   I've long had a fantasy of getting her comfortable with herself.  My
plan was to get her to expose her breasts, perhaps on the beach during
vacation, and she would see that plenty of guys love the firm, tight body
that she has.  Needless to say, this has been a nonstarter.  She would
never even let me finish the suggestion.

   Then came our yearly vacation.  We always go on a trip with our best
friends, 3 couples we have known since high school.  The guys have lusted
over my wife for years, but she treats them to nothing more that modest
swimsuits (gel inserts firmly in place).

   My friends, Steve, Jack, and David had no more success with their wives.
No topless hot tub romps for us.  We spent the days at the beach or playing
golf.  The girls did a lot of shopping.  At night though, we would eat a
big meal and drink a lot.  Good times.  On our third night, my wife,
Jessica, drank way to much Saki at asian restaurant we all went to that
night.  Usually, we guys would hang out after dinner around the pool and
have drinks, as we all had rooms that opened up on to the Caribbean air and
the resort pool.  Tonight though, the wife was drunk and horny and I
excused myself from the guys for rare, uninhibited sex with my toasted
wife.

   In her drunken state, she let me strip her nude for our lovemaking, a
rare thing as she likes to keep a shirt on to cover her embarrassment and
her tiny boobs.  Needless to say, I had a great 30 minutes, and headed to
the bathroom to clean up.  When I came back, Jessica had passed out with
the sheet only up to her waist.  Her tiny boobs looked almost boyish while
she lay flat on her back.  her little quarter sized areola were on full
display in our well lit room.  I wanted to take some pics to show the guys,
but the camera was my wife's and I would certainly get busted when she
downloaded the pictures.  I watched her breath for a while, and it occurred
to me that the guys were drinking right outside at the pool.  Needless to
say, I was drunk and foolish, but I decided to invite them in for a look at
my wife's most guarded secret.

   Of course, when I described the scene to the guys who have lusted for my
beautiful wife since high school, all three agreed to sneak into my room
for a look.  I slid open the door leading directly from the pool to our
room and there she lay.  Her tiny, stark white titties exposed to three of
our closest, long time friends.  They seemed to be is shock, but David
whispered to me "Her boobs are tiny, I always thought she had so much
more!" At the sound of his voice, she made a small noise and rolled
partially over carrying the covering sheet off her lower body with her
knee. She drew one knee to her chest as well.

   As I mentioned, Jessica has almost no fat on her trim little body.  Her
new position spread her newly exposed ass cheeks enough that the hair that
ringed her little anus could be seen protruding from her shockingly exposed
ass crack.

   Now this was way more than I bargained for.  I wanted to show off the
boobs, but now she was mostly on her belly with one side boob and nipple
exposed, but her position exposed her vagina with the inner lips just
visible in the shadow cast by her thigh, and her anus could be seen by all
my best friends.

   They had been scared silent by her movement, but they moved to the foot
of the bed for the full on view of my wife's pussy and ass hole.  She just
lay there peacefully while her modesty was violated in ways she could never
conceive of.  She had shaved for the vacation, making her exposure all the
more complete.  I tried to usher them out, but it took a few minutes, and
my the time I got the guys out, there was no detail of my spread wife that
our friends had not memorized.

   When I got them out by the pool, I swore the guys to silence, an easy
task as their wives would kill them if they knew.

   We had four more days of vacation and my wife continued to wear her one
piece swimsuits with gel inserts in the top, fooling no one.  My friends
gazes kept moving to her ass and tits, but I don't think she has noticed. I
keep feeling unexpected pangs of jealousy that I didn't expect.  I guess
she had been mine alone for so long.  We spend at least one day a week with
our buds so I guess I'll have to get used to the feeling.

   Have to admit though, I still think about her being unknowingly open and
exposed to our friends.  Nothing makes me hotter.





   Took it a Bit Far

   So in the summers we enjoy going to the occasional pool party at a
friends house.  The innovative thing is that these are open bar, no kid
allowed parties.  My wife and I and usually 3 or 4 other couples swim, hit
the hot tub and drink beer and margaritas.  We have all known each other
since college and there is no funny business at these parties.  We are all
professionals, lawyers etc, so nobody is wild enough for any nudity or
anything of the sort at these little parties.  Or so I though.

   Last Saturday afternoon, about 2 pm, we had been drinking and partying
for a couple of hours.  My wife, Jessica, had apparently had one too many.
I had just come out of the cool pool and was standing in front of the
outdoor chairs and table, where everybody had gathered for burgers that
were coming off the grill.  I was talking to a cute red head, Amy, who had
married friend of mine and had been one of Jessica's good college friends.
I had hit on her once when we were young, so Jessica preferred that I leave
Amy alone.

   Anyway, I was talking and enjoying the look of Amy's B cups in her one
piece top when Jessica suddenly and drunkenly pantsed me!  I'm not sure if
she was just drunk or if she thought I would have boxers or something, but
all eyes, including Amy's fixed on my dick, my swim suit at my knees. 
Having just come out of the water, I was not making a good impression on
our long term friends.  and I reached down to pull up my swim suit as fast
as possible, while I heard a giggle about my water logged, shrinkage. 
Usually, I'm a pretty normal guy, but out of the water, I'm 2 inches at
best.  The drawstring had been tied, and it took me seconds to get my
dignity back.  Well, that might be too far.  Lets just say I got my swim
suit back up.

   I turned to see my wife, Jessica, laughing drunkenly at my
embarrassment, and I just lost it a bit.  I shot forward and grabbed
Jessica, spinning her to face the abruptly quiet crowd of 4 couples. 
Jessica is very fit and lean, but she weighs a bit under 100 pounds.  I am
a lot bigger.  I pinned her wrists behind her with one hand and pawed at
her bikini bottoms with the other hand.  At this point, she was still
laughing a bit and kicking back at me playfully.  I don't think she thought
that I, a pretty jealous husband, would embarrass her at all in front of
our friends.  What she didn't know is that having all our friends think I
was sporting a 2 incher was humiliating and for the time being, was
clouding my thinking.

   I got hold of one side of her bikini and pulled down a bit.  When the
top of her landing strip came into view, she stopped laughing.  Our friends
stared at the exposed little tuft of brown pubic hair like they were
hypnotized.  We are a pretty straight laced bunch.  Exposed pubic hair just
didn't happen, I know my buddies were all eyes.  Jessica still hadn't
gotten her mind around my strange behaviour when I grabbed the other side
and found the string that held the bottoms on.  With a pull, the bikini
bottoms came away and fell to the ground.  She stood is shocked silence for
a beat, her brown curls up top and tight, small vagina exposed in the harsh
sunlight to the eyes of our friends.  Jessica began to apologize to me and
ask me to let her go, and I was just about to do it when she got a hand
free and spun around, slapping at me.  Now, of course, our friends were
watching her bare ass as she struggled with her newly pissed off and
humiliated husband.  I wrapped one arm around her torso pinning her arms
and with the other arm scooped her into the air.

   My arm rested at the bend of her knees pulling her knees to her chest
and the view for our friends was exponentially more lewd.  With her knees
at her chest, her pigmented anus and her inner pussy lips were exposed and
I held her for a moment while the giggles from our friends returned. 
Jessica had only her bikini top for modesty, and I didn't have a free hand
to remove that or at the time, I would have.

   In about 45 seconds, I came to my senses, but not before my wife's
exposure had been more humiliating and complete than mine.  I gently sat
her down and she quietly picked up her bikini bottoms and slipped them on
under the watchful and leering gazes of our friends.  Needless to say, we
went home.  We had dinner without mentioning anything about the day.  After
dinner, she was on me kissing and reaching for my now, rigid dick.

   Apparently, a little overexposure pushes a few buttons on that little
wife of mine.  Might have to find a way to do it again...





   Shy Wife Exposed to Our Friends

   My wife Jessica and I began dating when she was 14.  Now, many years
later we are married, but she is inexperienced and overly modest.  She is
petite and beautiful, but her small A cups are a source of embarrassment
for her.  She never leaves home without some kind of padded bra.  Even her
swim suit has a "gel" padded top.  She is so mortified about the idea of
men seeing her secret embarrassment that even her doctor is a female.  If
you read any of my previous stories, you know that she has had a slip up
before where one of my friends got a look, but she was unaware of her
exposure.  I found out, unexpectedly, that I was turned on by the exposure
and I've been looking for a repeat performance.  She has been careful
though.

   Last summer though, we hit the lake with group of our friends from
college, four other couples that we have known for over ten years.  The
guys are some of my oldest friends, we all get together a few times a year
with the wives.  Many of them have lusted after Jessica for years.  My wife
is a dancer, and her awesome ass and tight body have made me the envy of
the guys for years.  Of course, they think the wife has at least B cups.

   The lake trip started off great.  We loaded onto a pontoon boat and
started drinking and soaking up the sun.  Jessica was wearing a Victoria
Secret bikini with the gel top.  She was looking, tan, tight and hot as
hell.  A few hours into the drinking, Jessica decided to lie down for a
tan. She moved to the front of the boat and lay down face down, falling
quickly to sleep.  I'd been drinking all day as well and listening to
complements from the guys about my smokin' wife.  Not thinking to clearly,
and remembering how hot her accidental down blouse peek had been with my
other buddy the previous year (see prior story), I walked over and untied
her bikini top "So she wouldn't get tan lines".  She was on her belly
sleeping and the bikini top was under her.  Nothing could be seen, but all
eyes were on her after my rash move.

   The waves were rocking the boat, and the least bit of side boob was
visible, but tantalizing as it was, nothing much could be seen.  Then,
without warning, she rolled over in her sleep.  It was so quick that I
couldn't react or move.  She rolled right on her back, pinning her bikini
top behind her back.  Her tiny boobs, having never had sun exposure were
shocking white and on her back, she looked like she had almost no tits at
all.  Her little areola are about 3/4 of an inch in diameter, but the
nipples are pretty long.  All eyes were on the shocking exposure, made all
the more surprising by the fact that she had always appeared to have so
much more up top.

   I was frozen in place, but her old room mate, the wife of one of my
buddies, rushed forward yelling at her to cover up.  She sat bolt upright,
confused, topless and facing our closest 8 friends.  Her tits assumed their
normal shape, beautiful and perky.  Her nipples pointed straight ahead, her
boobs small enough though that it was obvious that she had less than a
handful each.  They guys stared in shocked silence at the boobs they had
all imagined and hoped to see for years.  It took several seconds before my
wife realized that she was unexpectedly topless.  She had no idea where her
top was (behind her) and jumped to her feet.  For some reason she started
to run around the boat, her tiny boobs bouncing in full view.  Her old room
mate retrieved her top and handed it to her.  She quickly turned away, and
replaced her gel bikini top.  When she turned to face us again, She looked
to have B cups again.  Now this was an obvious fake.  Her most guarded
secret had been exposed to many of our best friends.  She was red and
almost speechless.  Thank god she didn't know I was responsible.  She
seemed to think that the top had accidentally "fallen off".  Nobody told
her otherwise.

   She clearly wanted to run away, but we were in the middle of the lake.
The guys tried to make her feel better by complimented her little boobs,
but each time they brought up her exposure, the more embarrassed she
became. I was turned on but felt guilty about it.  We finally made it to
shore and my newly outed tiny breasted wife made her escape.

   All my buds could not believe their luck.  I saved the emails they sent
me with compliments about her tight body and little breasts.  I've always
loved her firm little breasts and I hope she gives up the charade and
embraces it.  Thanks to me, her secret is out and that genie can't be put
back.  My friends will always remember my wife's exposed little boobs.  It
is only a matter of time until her friends explain to her how it happened.
Don't know how I'll make it up to her.  She'll get me back somehow.  Kinda
makes me nervous, but it was worth it.





   My Shy Wife Makes My Buddies Day

   My wife Jessica and I began dating in high school.  She is beautiful,
but despite me telling her time and time again, she isn't sure of that. 
She dresses great, weighs about 105 pounds and is five feet four inches
tall.  Small a cups that she wishes were bigger and a nice, round butt. 
She is thin and athletic and all my friends have always at least thought of
her in impure ways.  :)

   She and I never broke up, and she has no experience with other guys.  My
friends never even got the satisfaction of a description of her bedroom
habits, much less a peek at her sans clothes.

   In college, I had a lot of guy friends and lived in a house with 5 other
guys.  Our girlfriends slept over all the time, but we had our own rooms
and it was pretty private.  One of my room mates, Eric, was particularly
taken with Jessica (my now wife), but she never so much as accidentally
showed any flesh to the guy.  She did walk from the bathroom to our room in
a towel now and then, which made the other guys wild.  I was the same way
with some of their girlfriends.  These chicks were young and looked good.
Jessica in particular though is tight, prim and hot as hell.

   A couple of years after college, Jessica and I got married, you know,
the usual.  A few years after that, she was pregnant.  She stayed thin, but
now she had the look of having swallowed a basketball.  Her A cups grew to
B's and her nipples darkened a bit.  Still looked damn good.  Shaving down
below fell to the way side and she got hairier down below than I thought
she could.  Kind of a turn on strangely enough.

   Over this time, I had lost contact with Eric, hadn't seen him in a few
years.

   Eventually, the day came.  Of course her contractions came in off hours,
and her regular gynecologist (a woman) wasn't on call.  Well, beggars can't
be choosers and an older guy took her gynecologist's place.  No big thing,
we were busy with the spinal anesthesia and getting ready to get that baby
out.

   It was quite the scene.  She had been given a gown, open to the front,
and was it the splay legged position with bare feet in stirrups.  She had
monitors on her belly and the gown had basically fallen off.  She was with
me and a room full of strangers (only one other man) She was only a bit
embarrassed, but I think the event kept her mind off the show she was
putting on.  Then, in walked my old friend Eric.  He was smiling ear to
ear, wearing the short white coat of a medical student, and his eyes were
fixed on the open hairy pussy of my wife as he walked to take his place
next to the Gyn doc.  He had clearly looked at the chart, knew we were in
this room, and decided he wanted to volunteer to "help".  He waved at me
and I just stared.  The Gynecologist just started to talk him through the
delivery.  My wife had a obstructed view and, for the moment, had no idea
that Eric was looking at her in a whole new way.  I walked over to the
business end and looked at her.  Her pussy was wet, swollen and slightly
open.  Her anus had darkened a bit with pregnancy and was on full display
in her position.  My buddy was about a foot and a half away from that hairy
little ring and he was having a good look.  Her tits, bigger than usual,
were firm and pointing up in full view as well.

   About now, the gynecologist called Eric by name and my wife saw him.  He
had been in for about 3 or 4 minutes before she yelled for him to leave the
room.  They older doc seemed surprised, but sent him out and the rest went
smoothly.  The next day, Eric came in to apologize, claiming that he didn't
realize that she was in the room when he went in.  Definite B.S.  Worse
yet, he brought his wife, who as it turned out, belonged to Junior
Auxiliary with my wife.  Looked like we would be seeing them at events here
and there.

   Of course, all my friends got the down and dirty description that Eric
could provide.  My friends got their long hoped for description of the tits
they had wanted to see, and of course, everything else from clit size to
how much hair she has on her anus.  They guys still email me goading me
about this, since I had held out so long on any details.  Jessica remains
mortified and wanted me to tell her how much he saw.  I thought about
lying, but I didn't think that would work.  I told her that he had seen
everything while she was sweating, hairy and naked.  Luckily she hadn't
been able to feel anything below her waist during delivery due to the
spinal, so I didn't tell her that he had checked her cervix once before he
had been sent out.

   The guy is supposed to be at her Junior Auxiliary ball next week.





   Hospital Exposure

   My wife Jessica and I have been married for 12 years.  She is a
beautiful girl, an athlete, about 5'3" and 105 pounds with long brown hair,
blue eyes and a tight, tight body.  Despite my description, she is super
shy.  She thinks her breasts are way too small (A cups) and her "booty" is
too large.  I disagree, but she is a one piece swimsuit kind of girl and
she never goes out without her wonder bra.  She works hard a the illusion
of a B cup.

   One night we were sitting around after dinner, having a bit of wine when
she started to feel ill.  First, she had pain in her abdomen, then nausea,
vomiting.  I bundled her up to go to the ER.  When we got there, she was
told to change into a short (open to the back) hospital gown.  The nurse
told her to "take everything off".

   Jessica and I were left in ward with 8 beds with a privacy curtain
between us and the world.  The room had young, old, men and women in it.  I
pulled the curtain as best I could, but there was an inevitable opening. 
She was too sick to care, stripping nude quickly and struggling with her
gown as the inhabitants of the two beds across from us got the whole show.
I looked over at them, actually recognizing one.  The first was a flushed
faced boy of about 19.  The second was my wife's boss.  I knew the man
well, a youngish boss of around 50.  They worked at a small company and
there were several yearly parties where we would chat with him and his
wife. I looked from him to my wife as he stared at her and saw that Jessica
was having trouble.  She was facing the gap in the curtain with the gown
lowered as she tried to get her arms through.  Her tiny boobs were standing
on display with her small pink nipples pointing directly at her audience.

   I hoped that she just wouldn't notice and he would never mention it. 
She would be forever mortified.  She got the gown on and dropped to the bed
without noticing the show she had put on.  Soon, people came in for blood
and then she had to shuffle bare assed to the bathroom to provide a urine
sample.  Here, she did notice the boss.  He seemed to be getting a chest
xray at the time, and she shuffled past quickly trying to hold her gown
closed.

   Then, in came the doctor.  A man of about 40.  He talked for a while
about the possible diagnoses and proceeded with a quick "pelvic".  He asked
me to step out, which I did.  At this point, her brother, who I had called
when we went to the hospital, and my parents (who are like parents to her
as well, all arrived) They moved to stand next to me where I was making
small talk with my wife's boss.  I noticed the man looking over my
shoulder, actually I'd noticed Jessica's brother doing the same and looked
over as well.  There she was with her knees up fully on display between the
gap in the curtain.  The gown tented at her knees so she could not see us,
but the doctor had directed a large floor lamp to illuminate her crotch and
at this moment, he had moved aside with some slide for his microscope. 
Before my astounded eyes, lay my wife's brightly lit, spread pussy.  We
were no more than 8 feet away, and she had shaved for me just a few days
before.  Her inner lips were just slightly parted, her outer lips just a
bit puffy.  The light even exposed her tiny anus, just a little bit
pigmented with a light ring of hair.  I stopped speaking when I saw this
and the group of us just fell silent.  After about 30 seconds, the doctor
moved back into view, and I thought to step between the gap in the curtain
and the gawking boss and family.

   Soon we were allowed back in to visit and we managed to do so without
letting on to her that she had been so completely exposed.

   The Doctor came back with the diagnosis of appendicitis and she was
wheeled to surgery.  We were directed to her new room to wait for her.  I
said my goodbye to her boss, hoping that he would not let on to her what he
had seen.  I don't think her modesty would let her stay in the job if she
had that much exposure to a man she worked with every day.

   We waited in her room for hours before she was brought back.  She was
tightly wrapped in warm blankets and seemed to still be sedated.  The
doctor was standing by the gurney and told us that he had gotten to her in
time and that she should do well.  With that, he stepped out and the the
nurses came in to transfer her to her hospital bed.  The older of the two
closed the door and asked, "are we all family here?" I no sooner said yes,
when she started pulling off the OR blankets while the other nurse readied
the new bed.  In no time it was apparent that her gown was removed for the
surgery.  In about 10 seconds the blankets were gone and my young,
painfully modest wife, lay naked before us on the gurney.  Her head has
rolled toward us, eyes closed peacefully.  Her tiny tits were flat as she
lay on her back, making her look to have even more minute breasts than
usual.  Her little nipples were hard in the cold.  Her feet were slightly
spread, and her pussy, with only a two day growth of very light stubble,
was fully exposed.  The nurses grabbed her shoulders while asking us to
lift her feet for the transfer to the bed.  Her brother and my father each
grabbed a foot and they moved her on the count of three.  When she moved,
her legs gaped and her little clit was exposed in the temporarily gaping
vagina.  Her little breasts jiggled for just a second.  My father, being a
bit older, was a little slow on the transfer and Jessica rolled when he
didn't move his leg as fast as Jessica's older brother, Eric.  Jessica
flopped onto her belly, her beautiful rounded ass pointing skyward.  At
this point, she awoke.

   She started to ask questions, "where am I?  Eric, what are you doing
here?" She then noticed her nudity, but in her post op pain, could not
move. The nurses just methodically rolled her onto her back, slowly got her
gown ready, sat her up and helped her into a new gown.  My wife, shocked at
her exposure, said nothing.  For a girl of her modesty, this was not good.
What they had seen could not be unseen.  She would know that our family
could call up her every detail to memory at any time.

   Not good.  Eventually, she was tucked in bed, and I convinced the family
to go for the night.

   A week later, she went back to work, and I held my breath hoping that
the boss would say nothing.  A couple of weeks went by without incident,
until we were at the office Christmas party.  He approached us and started
talking about how he apologized for "invading her privacy" at the hospital.
It seems he thought she knew that he had ogled her gaping vagina.  Of
course she had not, until he described the view in his apology.  We quickly
left the party.

   I've been trying to convince her that the world did not end when some
people had a look at her little tits, ass and pussy.  She did agree to stay
on the job, as her boss was a "gentleman" about it.  That very night, we
had awesome sex.  She was impressively wet.  I'm beginning to think my wife
might not be a shy as she used to be.  I'm gonna talk her into a bikini
this year and see where that leads us.





   Accidental Show

   So my wife and I are like many of you.  We met in high school, I a
senior and she a freshman.  She was inexperienced and young and we dated
for years and eventually married.  She was 14 when she started dating me
and still has experience with only myself.  She is small, about 100 pounds
and very fit.  She has a tight body and small, perky A cup breasts.  She is
unusually modest though and my efforts to convince her that she is hot have
basically failed.  Though I love them, her small breasts are a source of
embarrassment to her.  She just thinks she should have a bit more size, so
she routinely wears water filled bra cups, gel inserts etc.  My friends and
hers think she is a B cup, I'm sure.  Even her modest swim suits have
inserts in the top.

   We have been married for years and, as far as we know, I'm the only guy
to view these awesome tiny breasts.  She even has a female gynecologist.

   Anyway, I'm as proud as the next guy of my beautiful wife, but I'm
possessive too.  That makes what happened next all the more strange.

   A college buddy of mine, his wife and my wife and myself took a trip
recently, requiring a two leg flight.  When we checked in curb side, one
bag was overloaded and Jessica, my wife, opened it up to move stuff to a
lighter bag.  I was shocked to see her dress top and bra gape open when she
bent over.  Whit her small boobs, just a small gape revealed all.  I could
see both breasts and nipples clearly.  Nobody else was near though and I
said nothing.  I'm amazed that she didn't have on one of her padded bras.

   We checked in and went to the gate with the other couple.  Our daughter
was with us and everytime Jessica bent over to help her with her shoes, bag
etc, her biggest (or in this case, smallest) secret was revealed.  Usually,
I would have said something to keep her modesty, but I was unusually turned
on by this forbidden show.  For the first leg of the flight, I didn't think
my buddy had noticed, but then it happened.  While we were waiting for the
tram, she bent over to reach in her carry on, and he was treated to her
start white little breasts with her perfect little nipples pointing
straight down.  I watched his face and said nothing.  His gaze was fixed on
Jessica's chest for 10 or 20 seconds before he had to look away before the
wives noticed.  I felt excited rather than the jealousy that I expected. 
Of course, now what has been done can't be undone.  My buddy, who we hang
out with all the time, will have a perfect memory of a long, good look at
my wife's tits.  Oddly enough, I loved it.

   As we left the airport, the cab driver "helped" her install the child
seat for about 7 minutes as I stood by.  She never noticed the air on her
hanging boobs, and didn't seem to notice that he spent more time looking at
her chest than the seat.

   Later that night, we were working on the presex foreplay, and I got
suspicious of all this flesh that she had been flashing.  I held her
wrists, lay on her naked body and looked her in the eyes while I described
my buddy and the taxi driver ogling her tiny white boobs.  She acted
shocked, but she was wet and ready.  I think my shy little wife may have a
little bit of an exhibitionist streak after all.  I'll hope for a repeat
performance some time..