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Wife Exhibitionism: The Dinner Show
by Showife (showife@hotmail.com)
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My with Samantha and I attend a big ballroom dinner at a
convention. The only twist is that I talk my lovely wife
into wearing a very shear white blouse with no bra. That
blouse was so sheer that you could see her tan-lines,
not to mention her sweet nipples. (wife-exh, husb-voy,
public-exh)
***
Author note: These stories tell about the adventures
which happen as a result of the desire to "show off" my
wife Sam. I hope that you enjoy them. We would
appreciate any positive feedback you'd care to send.
Please, if you're not an adult, or not interested in
this type of story, don't read any further.
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We'd had quite a nice time attending a convention over
past weekend. As usual it was a break from the long
Midwestern winters and since we were away from home I'd
taken the opportunity to expose Samantha a couple of
times during the past few days.
She'd been a good sport about the adventures I'd planned
and was quite willing to flash every time that I
suggested we try it out. However, tonight was the final
night for the convention and as usual everyone attended
a big dinner at the hotel. All the guests would be
seated at those big round tables that hold ten people.
The seating arrangements were random and it was very
unlikely that we would be sitting with anyone we knew.
Sam just couldn't quite believe it, "Y-you want me to
wear this? Without anything underneath it?" she asked me
for the second time, as she held up a soft white blouse
that was almost transparent. "Whoever's sitting at our
table will be staring at my breasts for the whole
evening."
When I explained to her that was exactly what I was
hoping would happen she blushed a bit and said that she
didn't think she could deal with people sitting that
close and staring at her nipples for such a prolonged
time. I encouraged her to go and try the blouse on, and
then after modeling it for me we could make the
decision.
I think that she already knew that as soon as she put it
on it was a done deal and she finally said she would and
started to get dressed.
After Sam had tucked it into her skirt she turned to me
and walked back and forth in front of me as she tried to
look in the mirror to see how sheer it really was. I
think that if she'd have been watching me closely she'd
have known just how transparent the blouse, because I
was immediately turned on by seeing her in the blouse
'and' knowing that she would be wearing it out in
public. Sam's nipples were very visible through the
fabric, as were the tan lines that crossed the tops of
her breasts.
After examining herself in the mirror she slowly turned
to me and exclaimed , "It shows an awful lot of me,
don't you think."
Actually it couldn't show "A LOT" because Sam's only a
32A, but in addition to showing her nipples and tan
lines it also clearly showed the complete shape of her
sweet little tits.
When she said that she didn't think she could 'go like
that all evening', I suggested that she could start out
by wearing a little jacket over the blouse at the
beginning of the evening and then after we were seated
at our table - and she was a bit more comfortable - she
could then take off the jacket.
Sam seemed to think that this would be a better idea and
quickly went to the closet for a jacket.
I appreciated her choice as it was a jacket that didn't
button up or fasten in the front and it left a couple of
inches open in front so it was easy to tell that she
wasn't wearing anything beneath her sheer blouse.
Sam seemed to be quite comfortable dressed this way and
since nothing was showing yet she was ready to go down
for dinner. I guess that it was a good thing that we'd
settled on the jacket, since there was quite a long wait
to get into the banquet room and we ended up chatting
with many people that we knew before we eventually found
our table.
When we were finally seated Sam was relieved to see that
we were in a rather out of the way spot toward the side
of the room. (Of course I planned that.) However, as the
table started to fill up she became a bit tense when a
couple of men that we had talked with the day before
took the chairs across the table from us. Sam knew that
the people who sat in those chairs would have a perfect
view of her and she had been hoping that it would be
somebody she didn't know, and who wouldn't know her
name.
Eventually our table was full and much to Sam's relief -
and mine too - since I was afraid she might chicken
out, we didn't know anyone else at our table. While the
dinner was served Sam quickly downed a couple glasses of
wine to help calm her nerves. By the time the dessert
course was being served the business program was
beginning.
After the usual greetings and self congratulations a
video presentation was introduced. As soon as the lights
were dimmed I figured that this would be a discreet time
for Sam to take off her jacket. She must have also been
thinking the same thing as I only had to reach over and
tug the hem of her jacket lightly and she immediately
began to take it off. Since she didn't want to attract
too much attention she simply folded it onto her lap.
The next few minutes were agony for me as I waited in
eager anticipation for the video to end. It seemed like
an eternity, but in just a few minutes the house lights
went up and the affect was startling. I had thought the
blouse looked sheer up in the room, but here under the
bright lights of the banquet room it was even more
transparent than it had been up in the room.
If Sam had known just how clearly it was showing off her
sweet little breasts I'm sure that she wouldn't have
agreed to wear the blouse to the dinner. It was very
evident to anyone at the table that Sam's breasts were
being displayed for anyone with eyes.
It didn't take long before the two men that we had
previously talked with - and who were sitting directly
across the table from us - lost all interest in the
speaker and began to concentrate on my lovely wife's
breasts.
Sam was trying to concentrate on watching the program
and avoiding any kind of eye contact with the others at
the table. It wasn't long before all of the others at
the table had also discovered Sam's tits.
For about 30-minutes the speakers droned on with one
special guest after another being introduced. So far Sam
had managed to keep from making eye contact with anyone,
but she was beginning to have a hard time trying not to
notice their stares.
It became particularly evident as the man sitting next
to her gave up all pretense of paying attention to the
program while he stared intently at my wife's chest out
of the corner of his eye. Her blouse was so sheer he
really didn't have to look very hard to get a really
good view of her little breasts.
The guy that was sitting next to me was at the table
with his wife and he was starting to get a bit
embarrassed as his wife poked him when he would look at
Sam too long. Finally, at his wife's urging, he leaned
over and said something to me about Sam's blouse being
"awfully sheer." He said it loud enough that a few
others at the table, including Sam, also heard him. When
I remarked that I had asked her to wear it because I
liked to see her perfect breasts. He became all
flustered and his wife eventually dragged him away from
the table.
This caused a bit of disruption at the table, which
finally forced Sam to have to look around the table
instead of just staring at the stage. She quickly saw
that all of the men had their eyes locked on her chest
and she blushed quite deeply. She took another big drink
of wine and looked over to me for some kind of
direction.
I leaned over and kissed her, and loud enough for most
of the men at the table to hear, told her she looked
really beautiful tonight, just the way I liked. With
that she simply leaned back into the chair and closed
her eyes for a few minutes while everyone stared at her.
Although they were looking at my wife I was watching
everyone's reaction to her being on display like this.
Most were enjoying the show, while they had the chance,
and a couple of the younger men even made eye contact
with me and nodded or saluted with their drinks. One of
the two men we'd met the day before was doing his best
not to look but kept stealing glances anyhow.
I was just about ready to let Sam put her jacket back on
when I realized that the guy sitting next to her seemed
to be busy with his hands under the table. I leaned over
and asked Sam if he'd reached out to touch her, but she
nodded her head no. When I told her that it seemed like
he was jacking off under the table she opened her eyes
and looked first at me, and then over at him and peered
down toward his lap.
Although he was being very discreet it was obvious to us
what he was doing. I whispered a couple of words of
encouragement in Sam's ear and with a Madonna smile she
picked up her jacket and put it back on.
Needless to say the faces around the table looked a bit
disappointed. It seemed like the situation was getting
too close to the edge of losing control, so I suggested
that we leave.
When we got up a couple of the other guys protested and
one wanted to follow us, but we quickly moved away.
While we were waiting for the elevator Sam pulled open
up her jacket to see how sheer her blouse looked in the
bright light.
When we got into the elevator she asked me if I was
satisfied with her performance that evening, and also
said that she was glad she hadn't known how visible her
breasts really were through the blouse or she wouldn't
have had the nerve to go through with it.
I told her that she had made me happy, and I suspected
- others was well - and reminded her about how much I
liked to show her off and how much I enjoyed watching
her show herself to other people.
Sam said the blouse had almost been as revealing as if
she'd had been sitting there totally exposed. She
commented about sitting in a public place for so long
with her breasts exposed had really made her horny
though. That was all it took for me to get naked and
show my lovely lithe wife just how turned-on she'd made
me that evening at dinner.
END
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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.
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